The Walking Dead A/B/O Rewrite

9

Shane smiled. "About time brother."

Daryl rolled his eyes as Rick set his wobbling mate on a chair his legs felt like jelly. Without warning Sophia and Carl were on top of the newly mated omega. "Means I can call you momma now?" Carl asked nuzzling him, smelling his father on the omega now.

"If you want to, yes." Daryl smiled taking a deep breath as Sophia looked to her mother with a smile.

"By pack law these two are yours now." Carol said.

"I'm not going to take your daughter from you." Daryl growled. "She is under my charge but she is yours Carol."

"But you'll take my son?" Lori asked, appearing in the doorway. Daryl grumbled but his new status as the prime alphas mate was instant, all the betas growled at the women as she appeared even Shane was standing in front of Daryl.

"I want him as my momma." Carl spoke up, the young alpha sticking close to Daryl. Hershel watched the pack carefully, Beth felt a need to be close to Daryl as well but she had no reason other then she still counted as a pup. Jimmy as well at only 17 he was still a pup for another year.

Lori felt betrayed, but with Daryl's new status as prime omega she had no say. She rolled her eyes and walked away. Daryl held Carl and Sophia close. "Mine." He whispered, nuzzling the pups.

The two young pups clung to Daryl. Rick smiled seeing his mate holding the pups and then it dawned on him, Daryl could have gotten pregnant after two knots so quickly. It didn't seem to phase Daryl, but the omega was silently concerned about the idea. He didn't know the first thing about pregnancy, especially in the apocalypse.

Finally the two pups raced off to play with Beth and help her with her farm duties. "Those pups are rambunctious." Hershel noted. "So your pack, we need to make rules to ensure we all get along. That beta, Lori is she going to be a problem?"

"I don't plan on her being an issue, however I will have my pack keep an eye on her." Rick promised.

"I also wish you wouldn't hold weapons, this farm is safe. There is no need for them."

Rick hesitated, he had two pups and his omega here, but he nodded. "Your farm your rules."

"Please stay out of the barn," Hershel added. "It is just better to ignore." Rick didn't ask, but he wanted to, he was worried for his packs safety but this man had let them into their home. "As for rooms, you, your pup, and omega can stay in the guest room. Your second and his mate can have the pull out couch. Sophia can stay with Beth as well as Carol. Andrea, can stay with Maggie. T-Dog and Glenn the other couches. Dale can have the couch in my office."

"Thank you for allowing us to stay here." Rick said.

"Seeing that omega has given us some hope." Hershel said as Daryl, while wobbly, began to walk towards his mate. Rick carefully wrapped his arm around Daryl's waist, the omega preened into his hold.

"Hershel is allowing us to stay here." Rick smiled. "For the foreseeable future."

Daryl looked wide eyed at the elder alpha. "Really?"

"Really," Rick smiled, kissing his omega. Daryl looked Hershel over.

"Thank you, if not for any of us, for the pups. They need some security, not wondering who will die next or when their next meal will come." Daryl was twitching to see the farm in its entirety.

"Rick seems like a good man, as does your pack, follow my rules and you'll be safe here."

"Rules?" Daryl asked, the concept of rules having been a negative thing. Rick felt Daryl grow stiff.