The Walking Dead A/B/O Rewrite

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"Thank you..." Daryl whispered softly. "You.. you didn't have to keep Carl there.. A punishment would have been bringing him back with us."

"It would have been, but I also didn't want to turn our son away from you if he thought you didn't want him around."

"That.. that's not fair. I want him around but at the same time I don't.. I.. I don't want the two of you together.."

Negan was honestly hurt by the sentiment. "I like Carl, he's good."

"You made his father mutilate him." Daryl bitched. "How is that supposed to make me feel like you like my son?"

"That.. is fair.."

Daryl smirked a bit. "Told you."

"Oh don't get all uppity with me now darling."

Daryl blushed, he fucking blushed. He hated that he did it. Hated himself for having any interest in him but their bond mark didn't help. Judith was sound asleep in her carseat. "Negan.."

"What sweetheart?"

"If this is going to work you need to be better.. Both of us need to be but you really need to be better.. I can't ever get away from you. Both of us know that.. You've venom bonded me, as long as you live I live as long as I live you live... so if you want this.. Us to work properly then we need to figure something out. I can't constantly be afraid of you beating me or my pups."

"I would never hit our pups."

"Oh good, you wont hit them but you'll take their arm if you're angry enough."

"That's not fair."

Daryl scoffed once more and then turned to look at Negan as he drove. "Regardless you and I both know even if we don't like it that we are bonded. I need to know I won't be beat, and that our pups will be safe. I know you don't like the idea but I think you need to be a little better with the other communities."

Negan's jaw clenched. "What would that get me?"

"Maybe a little less death. Less fighting..."

"If they don't fear me, they won't feed us or our people."

Daryl bit his lip, our people. Negan kept making those comments like he was supposed to belong here. Like he was supposed to just be happy. "If you worked with them they might. Trading is normal, but what you do its.. It's diabolical really..."

Negan growled, the alpha male was bugged that his omega thought he could have so much authority. Daryl cowered instantly, Negan noticed his flinch and realized he was right however. "Daryl..."

"I'm sorry.. I'll shut up... just.. Just don't hurt my pups anymore please..."

Negan grunted looking down at the steering wheel. He just nodded and didn't reply to him, he knew if he replied it may either freak Daryl out or he wouldn't believe the things he said. Daryl was silent for the rest of the drive. Negan bit his lip unsure how to react to Daryl, he was nothing like the omegas of the old world. He wasn't as timid or careful like most he had seen, he was certainly different.

"Daryl," Negan started up again as he helped Daryl out of the car, "I'm sorry alright... I'll try to do better but there are things I can't stop or this place won't stand."

Daryl tried not to argue with him, just tried to listen and behave the more he behaved the less chance of his unborn pup or Judith being injured. Daryl was uncertain about having Judith here, he wanted Judith to know her dad, her REAL dad.

Negan planned on using the pup to keep Daryl close to him, if he had Judith essentially captive Daryl couldn't go far. Daryl held her close as they finally arrived back at the compound. Negan pushed him up towards the stairs before he whistled to Dwight. Dwight carried his wheelchair up while Negan picked Daryl up in one arm while holding Judith in his other arm. Daryl couldn't help but let out a soft purr as his alpha so carefully held Judith while he carried them up the stairs. Negan chuckled, chuffing a bit hearing his purrs.

"Negan.." Daryl murmured softly against him as he tilted his head to the side exposing his scent glands. Daryl nuzzled against him, his whole world was broken but he couldn't choose to escape him. Their bond was one he would have to stand with until one of them died. Negan mused as he laid the pup down on their bed and set Daryl on a chair. Judith sat upright watching her mother while Dwight and the other men brought in their supplies and her crib.

Judith whined as she was placed in her crib while Daryl watched Negan. "Negan.."

"Not tonight, that's enough for tonight." Negan muttered as he began to undress. Daryl's eyes widened as he viewed his bare chest. Negan smiled his fangs exposing slightly, Daryl smiled softly as Negan trudged forward and pinned him against the bed. Their lips met and Daryl couldn't help but moan. "I said that was enough for tonight. Go lay down pretty thing."

Daryl nodded softly and pulled himself onto the bed watching Judith from his spot. "Momma.." Judith began to sob for Daryl. Negan watched as Daryl's eyes rounded at her cries, memories of their days out on the road began to flash and he sat upright quickly. Negan watched her and saw the look of panic flashing on Daryl's face. Negan quickly picked up the pup and handed her to Daryl.

Daryl sighed in thanks as he held her close. "You're alright little ass kicker."

"Little ass kicker?" Negan questioned, eyeing him curiously.

"It's what I called her before she came..." Daryl chuckled. "I let Carl and.. And Beth name her... but before she was born I called her and her twin little ass kicker."

Daryl watched him as he chuckled. "When you name our pup, they better get a badass name too."