Daryl Dixon One Shots

Pregnant

"Maggie!" I ran into Maggie and Glenn's tent.

"Oh hey," I stopped and smiled when I saw Glenn sat on the bed.

"Maggie's out talking to Daryl," Glenn told me.

"Oh god," I mumbled.

"Are you okay?" Glenn asked.

"Not really," I shook my head.

"Come in," He waved me in.

I walked in and went to sit next to Glenn.

"What's wrong?" He asked me.

"I'm pregnant," I pulled the pregnancy test out my pocket sightly but now too much cause the tent door was still open.

Then I put it back and zipped the pocket up.

"Does Daryl know?" Glenn smiled.

"No," I shook my head, "I was going to come to talk to Maggie about it cause I don't know how to tell him. We aren't even in the prison anymore. It isn't fucking safe to raise a child. I just don't know what to do. What if he doesn't want this. There's no turning back. There are no abortions."

"Okay. This is what we are going to do," Glenn stood up, "We are going to go see Daryl. I'll tell him how you need to talk to him about something. You can talk and me and Maggie will only be a little away and you can run over to us if he breaks your heart."

"Okay," I also stood up.

We went outside and found Daryl and Maggie talking on the lunch bench.

"Hey man!" Glenn patted Daryl on the shoulder and sat down.

"Hey," Daryl smiled and then saw me.

"Hi," I waved.

"Hey Darlin'," Daryl stood up.

He walked over and kissed me on the head.

"Can I talk to you about something?" I asked.

"Ye," Daryl nodded.

I held his hand and pulled him a little away from the table.

"What's going on?" Daryl looked at me concerned.

He could probably read the worry on my face.

"I really don't know how to say it so I'm just going to show you," I opened my pocket and pulled out the pregnancy test.

I then held it out towards Daryl. He looked at me as he took the pregnancy test from my hands and then looked down at it. He just kept staring at it.

"Daryl? Please say something. You're scaring me," I hugged myself.

"Your pregnant?" Daryl looked at me with a grin on his face.

"You're not mad?" I smiled.

"Why would I be mad," Daryl laughed.

"I didn't know if you would want kids," I shrugged.

"Honestly, I've wanted kids for a very long time," Daryl took my hands and pulled me into his arms.

"So, we are gonna do this," I wrapped my arms round him.

"Do we have a choice?" Daryl looked down at me.

"I guess not," I laughed looking up at him, "I love you."

"I love you to," Daryl leaned down and kissedme.