Fighting for our Future {TWD Daryl Dixon}

35: Let's Play a Game

After escaping the now overrun prison, I told T-Dog that we needed to go to the cabin that we used on hunting trips because I had promised the kids and Merle I'd meet them there. When we got there though, nobody was there. Not Merle, not Sophia, and not Sebastian. I know my kids are still out there, because they have Merle. Only Merle could kill Merle, and I don't see him opting out anytime soon.

We stayed that night at the cabin. T had insisted that he would keep watch since I was still very much injured. Luckily there was a first aid kit in the cabin, so T was able to stick up and wrap it up.

I had to tell him that I'm pregnant. I don't know exactly how long me and him will be stuck together alone, but sooner or later he would find out as my belly starts to grow. I would've expected him to freak out, hell I'm freaking out about myself being pregnant. This is not the best situation for me to be in while baking a bun in my oven. He didn't freak out though, He's been really nurturing. 

Now that we are alone and don't know how long it will be until we will see anyone we love again, I'm scared that I'll end up like Lori. Dying during childbirth. I guess Daryl was right, it is bad for me to be pregnant. Especially right now.

I asked him more about my family escaping since I wasn't really able to grab the details as we were running for our lives. He let me know that he saw Daryl, my dad, and Carl escape together. That answer was good enough for me. I know those three can survive, especially if they have each other.

We've been on the run together for about a week now, and we haven't ran into anybody from the prison. I'm trying not to lose hope that I'll ever see them again, but It's getting hard. All I want right now is to be held in my husband's arms so I can finally tell him I'm going to have his baby. I should've told him when I had the chance.

T-Dog and I found a house for us to stay in tonight. This little neighborhood looked relatively untouched. Sure there are a few geeks lurking about, but it's nothing we can't handle. 

We cleared out the house before getting comfy for the night. T-Dog yet again insisted on taking watch but tonight I couldn't sleep, so I decided to check the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat. There was. There was a lot of food. How is there this much food here? I'm surprised this place hasn't been looted yet.

"Whoa..." I said. "T get your ass in here." I called to him.

"What's wrong Pip?" He asked as he started walking in my direction. When he got to the kitchen I grabbed a can of corn and tossed it at him. "No, you need to eat."

 He tried handing me the can but I shook my head as I opened the cabinets that are filled with goodies. I smiled at him. "Are you in the mood for some canned cans tonight."

He ran over to the cupboards and his eyes widened. "Hell yeah. We're going to have a canned can feast." 

To be fair, we didn't have an actual feast. We decided to save most of the cans for later and only eat enough food for tonight as we combatted our hunger from the last week. We each had a can and a half. We shared the third can.

After eating our canned cans, T and I sat by the window together. He tried telling me to get some sleep, but I still couldn't, not even with my full stomach. After a few hours he walked away from the window to go use the bathroom, leaving me alone for a few minutes to watch the leaves blow out the window.

About 10-15 minutes had passed, and T was finally coming back. I couldn't see him, but I could hear his footsteps. He stopped walking somewhere behind me. "What took you so long? Did you fall in the toilet?" I chuckled.