Cowboy

52) Scared

Alicia was sitting on her bed reading a book when Daryl and the others came back from their run. He walked in, sighing heavily before sitting down next to her.

"How was it?" She asked, marking her page and putting the book down.

He shook his head. "Zach... he's dead."

Alicia sucked in a breath. "You told Beth?"

He nodded. "She just said ok... and then asked if I was alright." He looked up at his wife, furrowing his brows. "She told me she don't cry no more."

Alicia sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. "Well... maybe that's the only way she can process it."

He shrugged. "Maybe."

They sat in silence for a minute before Alicia sighed, standing up. She fiddled with her hands as she paced around the room. "I'm scared."

Daryl tilted his head. "About what?" He asked.

"The baby." Alicia said. "We've only got about a month until they get here. Are we ready?"

Daryl stood up, cupping her face in his hands. He rested his forehead against hers, kissing her. "We're ready." He nodded.

She nodded back, wrapping her arms around him. "I'm still scared... but I know you're here."

Daryl rested his chin on the top of her head, swaying slightly side to side. "I'll always be here."
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It was a really pretty morning, and Alicia thought she'd take advantage of that. She was out, walking around the prison. She smiled as she passed Rick and Carl out in the pig pen.

A breeze blew the hair from around her face, causing her to pull Daryl's leather jacket tighter around her.

A gunshot.

One loud band followed by two more. Her head snapped in the direction of the prison, her hands flying to the gun on her waist.

She looked to Rick who was already making his way towards the prison. "Help! Help us!" Lizzie ran out of the prison screaming.

Alicia looked up to Maggie in the guard tower. "Cell Block!?" She yelled to Rick.

"I don't know!" He yelled back. He turned to Carl and Alicia, pointing at them. "Get in the tower with Maggie, don't argue go!"

Alicia nodded, grabbing Carls hand and running with him towards the guard tower. They noticed Michonne coming back towards the gate.

Carl ran to open it for her. He pulled it open, letting the young woman, and a few walkers in. She hopped off her horse, about to draw her sword before two walkers grabbed her.

Alicia took out her knife, managing to take one that was coming towards herself, down. Carl grabbed a gun, shooting the walker Michonne kicked away.

Maggie ran down, throwing open the gate and helping Michonne. Carl and Alicia took the horse back to the pen, Alicia breathing heavily.

"What do you think happened?" Carl asked her.

She shook her head. "No idea." She let Carl open the gate, putting the horse back in the pen.

With a huff she sat down on a stump, breathing heavily. There was a pressure in her abdomen and it made her uneasy. All of a sudden there was a sharp pain, making her bite down on her cheek.

"Shit." She groaned.

"What?" Carl was by her side now, a hand on her back. He watched as she squinted her eyes in pain. "Ali, what's wrong." She gasped, feeling a liquid run down her leg. "Ali!"

"My water just broke."