Imagine Daryl when he holds your child for the first time.
You had been at the prison for a while now, just under a year. You had found out you were pregnant just before the farm had caught fire.
You had given birth to your son while Daryl was in a run, and you decided to name him Merle, after Daryl's brother.
Tears instantly filled your eyes when you saw the smile on his face as he stared at you holding his boy in his arms.
"I can't believe I've actually got a son. Have you chose a name yet?"
"Yeah, I thought we could call him Merle. (gif) Like it?"
"I love it. He would too."
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