Cowboy

36) Little Bitch

Daryl led Alicia out of the cell block and into the court yard. "I'm meeting your brother!?" She asked. "You told me he was dead."

"Thought he was." He grunted. "Anyway, just play nice and he should to." He gave her a nervous smile.

Before she could answer she heard someone whistle. "Ohhh little brother! She is hot."

"Merle."

Alicia looked to see the older Dixon brother only a few feet away. She could see how they resembled but... Daryl definitely got the good genes.

"Hi." Alicia said, already very uncomfortable by the way he was looking her up and down.

"Oh she's sweet too." Merle smirked. "Damn you got a good little girl don't you."

Daryl instinctively stepped in front of her. "Don't play that shit." He sighed.

Merle laughed. "Lighten up little brother. I'm just havin' some fun is all." He looked back Alicia. "You gone speak sugar-pie?"

She looked up at Daryl, silently telling him she was ok. "Daryl's told me a lot about you." She smirked. "All bad things of course."

Merle scoffed. "Well you can't believe everything he says." He licked his lips.

"Daryl brought me out here to tell you something." She sighed, already becoming fed up with Merle's shit.

"Oh yeah? What good news you got for me honey?" He asked.

"We're having a baby." She said simply, smirking as she watch the smile on Merle's face fade away.

"Holy shit." He breathed. "Daryl Dixons gone be a daddy."

He already is... Alicia thought to herself.

Daryl smiled, looking down at his hands. "Yeah."

"You got this poor little bitch knocked up." Merle said in disbelief.

Daryl's eyes snapped back up to Merle's face. "She's not a little bitch." He growled. Alicia his jaw clench and his fists tighten. "Don't say that."

"Oh shit." Merle chuckled. "You're serious about this one." He shook his head. "Didn't take you as a family man."

"There's a lot of things that would surprise you." He said though clenched teeth.

Merle pointed to Alicia. "So she's not with you just because your pull out game is shit? She actually... she actually likes you?"

Alicia was getting mad now. She scoffed, stepping towards Merle. "For the record, I love your brother. Me and him have been very happy for the past ten months."

"Oh shit!" Merle laughed. "She's a fiery one ain't she!?"

"I know it's hard for you to believe but your brother is a pretty damn good man."

Merle rolled his eyes. "Baby, Daryl ain't nothing more than officer friendly's little bitch. I hate to break it to ya' honey... but he's only with you for your ass."

Before she could think about what she was doing, Alicia had punched him, square on the jaw.

Merle staggered back, shaking his head. "Yeah, you've done it now ya' little slut."

Merle was about to grab her by the hair until another punch was landed, this time by his brother.

Daryl walked to Alicia, wrapping his arm around her waste before they began to walk off.

"You're a pussy little brother!" Merle called after them. "You're little bitch there's got a bigger set of balls than you do!"

"Fuck off Merle!" Daryl yelled, keeping Alicia by his side.

Once they got back inside the prison, Daryl began to apologize. "I'm so fucking sorry." He said for the hundredth time, running a hand through his hair.

"Daryl, it's ok." Alicia nodded. "It's not your fault for the shit that comes out of your brothers mouth.

"I should have stopped it before it got that bad though." He muttered.

Alicia stood up, grabbing his face in her hands, stopping his movements. "Babe... don't do that to yourself."

He nodded, resting his forehead against hers. "He's a dick."

Alicia laughed, nodding her head. "He's definitely a dick."

Daryl smiled, looking down at her stomach. "I can't believe you're pregnant."

She smiled, kissing his cheek. "I'm still terrified... but I'm so happy."

He rested his hands on her hips, swaying them back and forth. "You know... we need'a start thinkin' of names."

She laughed, placing her hands on his shoulders. "We just found out."

He grunted. "Yeah but lil' as kicker's already here and she ain't got a name."

Alicia nodded, tilting her head in thought. "If it's a girl... Darylina."

Daryl threw his head back, groaning. "Oh fuck off."

She laughed, leaning up to kiss around his jaw. "Fine fine." She sighed. "We'll think of something."

He nodded, leaning back down to kiss her lips. "Yeah. We'll think o' somethin'."