The Walking Dead A/B/O Rewrite

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Daryl was curled up in a ball, pain running through his body, no one was in the room with him. He had sent Carl, Negan, and Judith to breakfast saying he was tired and wanted to rest and that he would have a bigger lunch. Negan was hesitant to leave him but he did at his request. Daryl was sobbing hysterically, he was in pain and he knew it was likely the pup but he didn't want to worry anyone and if he was being honest he likely was fine. It was just a pain, he could handle pain.

Daryl forced himself onto his feet and grabbed the crutches getting himself to the bathroom. He dropped himself to his knees with a pained cry as he vomited. "Fuck.." He whimpered out, he lowered his eyes to the cold, marble tile below him. Then he spotted the puddle.

Blood.

Daryl hissed as he pushed himself onto his feet once more, he got himself down the hall and into the doctors office. "Carson.."

Carson lifted his head, then he spotted the blood. "Daryl?"

"I didn't.. I didn't do anything.. I d-I don't know what's wrong.. I ca-can't lose another puppy please.. I."

Carson got to work, he was quick to pick the omega up and place him onto a hospital bed, He cut away his pants and began to look him over, Daryl sobbed harder as he began to examine him and look over the bleeding.

"Daryl.. I- I think you've gone into labor."

"What?! Its way too early, its not time yet.. I-."

"Shh I know, I know."

Dwight was walking past the office, he spotted Daryl laying half naked on the hospital bed. Dwight raced in thinking something else was going on before he saw the blood. "What the fu-."

"Get Negan." Carson snapped. "Now."

"No!" Daryl sobbed. "No... No.. He- He's going to hate me... He's going to hate me.."

"Early labor is not your damn fault Dixon," Carson remarked. "Calm down and breath. I've got to do a C-Section if there is any chance."

"Its too early!" Daryl shouted. Dwight knew this was serious. He ran off, skipping stairs to get there quicker. Negan looked up as Dwight made it into the dining hall.

"Negan.. I-Carson thinks Daryl is in labor an-."

Negan popped up with a speed hardly anyone had expected him capable of. Carl stopped eating mid bite and Sherry gave her husband a look of terror as she took Judith from Negan. Negan pushed past him and made his way up the stairs, he could hear his mate now. Sobbing and screaming at Carson to stop it.

Negan stood by his side, he could see the blood and he was desperate for Carson to answer his concerns but Daryl's well being was more important. "I'm only two and half months along.. My puppy can't come yet!" Daryl shouted as Carson began to work on getting the supplies ready for a C-Section. Negan looked his mate up and down. He had promised he wouldn't lose another pup. "Carson.. Please..." Negan held Daryl's hand tightly, sobbing harder. "Negan.. I- I'm sorry please don't hate me.. I don't kno-I don't know what happened.. Please..."

"This isn't your fault." Negan mumbled against his cheek. "You're okay."

"No.. No I'm not." Daryl hissed at him. Negan kept his mouth shut as Daryl screamed, Carson began to cut him open. Negan was genuinely in hysterics as he watched his mate being cut through the middle.

As Carson pulled skin to the side he looked over the little mass. "I'm sorry Daryl, it's too late."

Daryl was sobbing harder and harder. "Fuck.. Fuck.. No.."

Daryl looked up at Negan who hissed. "You killed our pup."

"No, No I didn't.." Daryl sobbed. "I didn't do anything I-."

Daryl turned to look at Carson who held the little mass in his hands before he realized it was moving, but then it began to growl. Carson hissed as his hand was bit by the undead child.

"You're going to get us all killed." Negan hissed as he shot Carson. Daryl began to scream as blood spilt out of his unsewn belly before he shot up in bed.

Negan rolled over and pulled Daryl into his arms. "Baby what's wrong?"

Daryl blinked a few times, tears rolling down his face. "A Nightmare.." Daryl whispered softly. Tears streamed down his cheeks. "Oh my god..." He wrapped his arms around Negan tighter than he had ever before. "I- I lost our puppy and you were blaming me a-and Carson got bit by them and I was bleeding out on the table a-."

"Fuck I got you, you're okay honey." Negan held him tighter. "It's okay."

Daryl kept sobbing into Negan's arms.

"It's okay. I've got you."

"I'm.. I'm so scared..."

"The puppy is okay. We can have Carson look, I've got you." Negan whispered into his hair as he held him carefully. Daryl didn't know why he wanted Negan for comfort but he certainly did. "The puppy is okay."

"Alpha.."

"I've got you precious." Negan whispered softly. They snuggled together, and Daryl began to breathe heavily. He was horrified by the nightmare he had. "Nothing is going to happen to our pup I swear to you."

Daryl sniffled and whimpered. He slowly pushed himself out of bed and Negan helped him up. "You okay?"

"Want to see Judith." Daryl began to breathe out. Negan nodded in understanding and the two of them made their way into the nursery. Judith was sound asleep, Negan held Daryl up before the omega wrapped his arms around his neck and Negan slowly lifted him up and carried him back to their bed.

"Its going to be okay."

Daryl let out a few more ragged sobs doing his best not to wake the kids. "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry."

"You're okay my love." Negan whispered softly. "I've got you, and I'm never letting you go."

Daryl sniffled, pressing his nose into Negan's chest. He was taking in his scent to calm himself, he didn't know if the idea of never being let go by Negan was a good or bad thing but he certainly wanted to just feel better for right now. The nightmare bleeding through each time he closed his eyes.