Little Grimes

fourty three

Daryl's pov

I watch Maeve as she paces back and forth. Most of the town has gathered and we are waiting for Rick. I can tell how tense she is and I wish she'd just sit down. She's worried about everything right now. The baby and her brother being the number one worry.

She finally walks over to me as people start talking. I don't pay attention to what's being said and focus on my girl. She needs me more than these people do. I grab her by her shirt and tug her to me.

"Deep breathes," I remind her.

She grips onto my angel vest and nods. I can tell she's counting in her head, trying to calm herself. I taught her that after her miscarriage.

I can't believe she's pregnant. When Denise showed me the results, I still couldn't believe it. I want to give her a family but she has so much shit going on in her pretty little head. She's still recovering from her miscarriage mentally. We don't even know if this place will keep us. I know Maggie and Glenn wanted their baby but I don't know if Maeve wants ours. It would kill me if she got an abortion but I'm going to support her no matter what. It's her body that goes through this.

I turn her around to face the crowd as Rick walks in the small area. She leans up against me, blocking most of my view.

I can't see what's happening but I hear the commotion. I stand up and try to keep a grip on Maeve but she's already running towards Rick. Once she's left me, I see it. Deanna's husband, Reg, is on the ground with blood spilling from his neck.

"Rick, do it," I hear Deanna.

Before Rick can even grab his gun, Maeve has hers on Pete and pulls the trigger. Pete lands on the ground with a bang. Chaos unleashes around us.

"Maeve!" I yell, trying to get to her but everyone is pushing around me.

I see Shane grab her and pull her away from everyone. I'm in between between pissed and grateful for him.

Maeve's pov

"When did you become such a badass?" Shane teases me once we are in front of his house.

"I'm pretty sure I just fucked up," I mumble.

I don't want to tell Shane that this isn't my first time pulling a trigger on someone. My first time was with him. My hands instinctively go to my stomach, hoping I didn't cause too much stress for the baby inside me.

Denise estimates I'm about 12 weeks along with how high my levels were. The first trimester is already over and she survived. I'm not sure if it's a girl or not but that's what i immediately felt.

"Rick was going to kill him if you hadn't done it first," Shane reminds me.

"That doesn't make me feel better," I mumble, sitting on the porch steps.

He sits next to me and rubs my back, "What would?"

"Daryl," I answer without even thinking about it.

I feel shane move his hand, "right."

"Maeve," I hear Daryl's voice.

I look up to meet his eyes and feel instant relief. I get up to walk over to him and he quickly embraces me.

"You have got to stop taking risks for your damn brother," he mutters.

"You would have done the same for Merle," I point out.

He groans and doesn't answer me. He knows I'm right. If Merle was here, he would do almost anything for that guy.

"There's complete chaos happening around here," Daryl changes the subject.

"Because of me," I mumble.

"Because of Pete," he corrects.

I shake my head, "I told Rick that killing Pete was a bad idea and then I did it."

"You should think about listening to yourself."

"Yeah yeah."

Aiden and Reg are now dead. I'm sure Deanna and Spencer are a complete mess. Jessie's husband is now dead. I wonder if her boys even knew about the abuse. They probably did. Hell, he might of even hit them too.

We really came to the community of Alexandria and fucked it all up. Sure we can teach them how to survive out there but there's people dying on the inside too.

I look up to see my group walking towards us. Abraham, Rosita, Eugene, Tara, Michonne, Carol, Tasha, Noah, Maggie, Glenn, Rick, and Carl.

At least our group has always been solid if we do end up kicked out of here.