The Apocalypse Witch || Daryl Dixon

The pack's new cub

As Maggie, Lori, Carl and Sophia continue their journey through the corridors, keeping as silent as possible with their full attention on their surroundings, Lori lets out a painful groan and leans against the wall for support.

"Can you keep up?" Maggie whispers, glancing at the woman beside her before looking up and down the corridor.

"Something is not right" Lori groans as she feels another rush of pain in her stomach.

"Is there something wrong with the baby?" Carl questioned worryingly, completely missing the shocked looks from Lori who couldn't believe he wasn't asking if SHE was alright, seeing how she's the one currently in pain.

"I think it's coming" Sophia whispered in carls ear, making the young boy's eyes widen as he looks between Maggie and Lori's large belly.

Suddenly, another herd comes swarming into the corridor with Carl, Maggie and Sophia trying their hardest to put them down whilst also trying to find someone safe to stay. They walk as quick as they can do another corridor and make it half way before the two ends began to fill up with walkers, trapping them.

"This way!" Sophia called out, gaining their attention. The little girl pulled open the metal door and they all pile inside, though it was a struggle for Carl to close as it wouldn't do so fully.

Lori leaned against a wall, breathing heavily as a layer of sweat forms on her entire body. The two children stand by the door, looking out for walkers but notices that the swarm simply walk by without a second glance at the room they are in. They exchange happy but shocked looks but shrugged it off, having seen more magical things than that.
Lori began to freak out, creating a lot of noise which Maggie was trying to stop but with no success.

"Stop shouting!" Carl growled out as he stomped towards her. "You are going to get us caught and if you are having this baby now, then you wouldn't get far"

"Lori, let's get you laid down" Maggie said nervously as she glanced between mother and Son who were too busy glaring at one another. Suddenly, Lori was hit with another wave of pain, making her hunch over as much as she could as she squeezed her eyes shut.

"T-The baby is coming now" She cried out. "We have to go to Hershel, he should be the in cell block-"

"No. We can't risk getting caught out there, you're gonna need to give birth here" Lori stared at the three with a gaping mouth, not believing that they'd allow her to give birth on a cold dirty floor instead of risking their lives to get her back to safety.

"I need to go back!" She cried out, clutching her stomach as she leant against the wall for support. Lori began to pant and Carl turned to look at Maggie nervously.

"What's she doing?"

"She's fine, Carl. Lori, we need to take your pants off, okay" The pregnant woman nodded and with help from Maggie, her pants were off.

Maggie turned to the two children, both looked equally as nervous but not necessarily scared which was surprising to the older woman. "I might need you both to help me deliver this baby, can you do that?" Sophia nodded slightly whilst Carl simply shrugged, making the older woman chuckle before turning her attention back to Lori.

"I gotta push!" Lori leans with her hands on the wall, squatting ever so slightly as she begins to push, crying out from the pain. When the contraction left, she slowly laid on the floor.

"You're doing great Lori. Just keep doing it. Your body knows what to do. Let it do all the work-" Lori begins to push once again, her face red as she holds her breath doing so. "You're doing great. Wait... Lori stop! Don't push there's something wrong"