Among the Unknown: A Daryl Dixon fanfic

Chapter 17: The test

Here's chapter 17 for you guys! Enjoy!! :D

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      Taylor’s P.O.V:

  Later that day we decided we would head back to the prison. Daryl and I had, had our fun but it was time to get back and be with the group.  

We rode through the gate as Carl opened it and parked the motorcycle up by the cell block.

  “Glad to see you guys back!” Rick was standing by the prison door waving to us.

We didn’t wave back... we had other things on our mind.

  “We needa talk to him.” Daryl said hopping off his bike after I did and making his way over to me.

  “Shouldn’t we get a test first? Make sure of it before we bring it up to anybody.” I said, I glanced over at Rick who was looking at us, trying to figure out what we were talking about.  

“Yeah, guess yer right.” He muttered before walking away to hug Hanah. She looked relieved that he was back.  

“Hey, you alright?” I looked over to see Glenn not to far away from me staring at me.

  “Yeah, just got stuff on my mind.” I said, I griped my strap to my backpack and headed through the door nodding at everyone as I passed by.  

What if I was pregnant? Would Daryl still want me? Would I be a burden to the group? Am I even ready to have a kid? All these thoughts kept flooding through my mind. They wouldn’t stop!

  Maybe some sleep would help me get my mind off things. I walked past the cells and up the stairs to our little perch Daryl had adopted as our space. Everything was in order as how we left it.

  The mattress shoved against the wall with some blankets and pillows on it, the rest of our clothes in our bags sitting against the wall by the barred windows, and a few little bags of snacks that we snuck up here in case we had the nighttime munchies.

  I hid in one of the open cells just a few feet away and changed my clothes into something sleep worthy and walked back over to the mattress collapsing on it.  

Daryl had really taken a  number on me! I was pretty sore and exhausted from all the intense sex.  

  Daryl’s P.O.V:  

I know I have to tell somebody about Taylor. We need to get a test for her but it would be extremely hard to keep secret about it.

I walked into the prison and grabbed a can of peaches, cracking it open.

  “Hey Daryl, is everything alright  between you and Taylor?” I turned my head around to see Rick leaning against the rails.

  “Umm... Not really.. I need ta tell ya somethin..” I mumbled, I set the peach can down and sat up on the steel table facing Rick

  “Well, what is it?” He asked pushing himself off the railing over to me.

  “I-I think.. Taylors p-pregnant..” I mumbled, I stared straight at the ground, I just couldn’t bring myself to look him in the eye.  

“S-She’s what?!” He asked, he wasn’t angry but shocked.

  “She needs a test ta make sure. We’ll have ta go out on a run to git one. I thought I shoulda told someone and ya were the first person I thought of.” I finally brought my head up to look at him. His face was soft and sort of had a look of pity to it.

He slowly nodded,

  “Okay, we’ll go out just me and you so that this stays between us. You wanna go now?” I nodded,

  “Yeah, sooner tha better.” I muttered before stalking off to say bye to Taylor.