What are we? (Daryl x reader (semi-rewrite of the original))

Chapter 13~~Longing

"I remember a searin' pain rippin' troug' my stomac' and Daryl runnin' towards me as I fell." I said to the elderly man talking to me "as we came 'ere I remember Daryl wrappin'- er tyin'- somet'in' 'round my stomac'"

"That's good. Anything else you remember?" The older man asked

"Daryl picked me up and he started runnin', followin' a man" I looked at the older man "'e is t'e one W'o s'ot me, ain't 'e?"

By the look on the old mans face, he was, but I could also tell the man who'd shot me was gone. That's when the old man spoke up "Odis was extremely sorry. That day, well, he shot you and a small boy, on accident. He wasn't expecting the bullet to go through the deer the second time. When he shot you, he missed the deer, just slightly. Luckily he hit your side here, and missed all major organs as well as arteries"

I froze for a second but then all the was on my mind was "My baby?"

"Your baby is fine. A little stressed, but fine"

"T'ank ye fer everyt'in'" I smiled trying to get up

"You need to rest Y/N"

"Hershel, I need to find Daryl"

His face fell when I said that.

"W'at 'appened to 'im?"

"He's fine but he was also shot. Luckily it was just a geaze"

I stood up even though Hershel was trying to stop me and a young blonde walked in "I need to be wit' 'im"

She understood right away and said "daddy, her baby is the man next doors. And you remember seeing that ring on her finger? They are together. He told you about the baby. He sat with her everyday. How didn't you put that together daddy?"

He stepped away and just nodded as the blonde helped me to the room next door. I sat on the chair next to him and grabbed his hand.

"Ye s'ouldn' be up" Daryl said squeezing my hand

"I'm okay" I looked at him "we are okay"

He smiled slightly "I found 'er doll"

"'Er?"

He shook his head "Ye two 'ad me worried. Ye were out fer a few days"

"I 'eard. 'Ow is Carl?"

"He's good" Rick said. I turned my head and looked at him "good to see you up"

"Glad to be up" I smiled but Rick still had his serious face on

"How long?"

"W'at?"

"How long until you were gonna tell us?" He said gesturing to my stomach

"Daryl and I jus' found out the day I got s'ot." I looked at him "I can still 'elp"

Rick shook his head "like I said. Good to see you up"

He walked away. And I turned back to Daryl

"W'ats 'is problem?"

"'E is worried 'bout Sophia" Daryl said softly "it's stressin' us all out"

Daryl moved slightly over In the bed and lifted the blanket

"w'at 'appened?"

"I got t'rown from a 'orse an' fell down a small ravine" I gave him a look of worry "I'm fine. Now get over 'ere"

He reached one hand out and I grabbed it as I crawled in the bed next to him. After a short while I got tired

"T'is place seems safe" I said sleepily.

"It is" Daryl assures me "may be a safe place fer t'e baby"

"I don' wanna bot'er t'ese people any more t'an I 'ave" I said as I drifted off to sleep

The last words I heard were "ye ain't Y/N. I love ye"

*Dream*

I can hear the sizzling bacon as I cook some eggs and dance around the kitchen. I kept dancing as I heard the bedroom door open and close as I pulled the eggs out of the pan and put the bacon on a plate.

"Good mornin' my wife" Daryl said as he snaked his arms around my waist, dancing along with me, and planting a small kiss on my neck

I put my open hand around onto the side of his face as he continued to kiss down my neck and my shoulder "good mornin' my 'usband. Ye sleep well?"

"Mmhmm"

"'Oney I'm cookin'" I said as he kept kissing my neck

"We still got a little time 'fore t'e baby wakes up"

"Is t'at so?" I say as I turn off the stove "Daryl, I'm tryin' to cook"

"Soun's like yer s'uttin' off t'e stove" Daryl said, quickly cleaning dishes as I moved the food to the dinning table "o' yer doin' t'is on purpose?"

I smiled at him as I ran quietly to our bedroom, him following me. He had me pinned to the bed quickly, kissing me on my face and neck all over. All I had on was my panties and a button up that Daryl had removed the sleeves from.

As things became heated, the baby started crying.

"Well I guess Daryl jr. is up" I smiled kissing him quickly before tapping his chest

Daryl got up "we will finis' t'is later"

"We will 'ave too" I walked over to Daryl Jr.'s room.

"'I baby! Did ye 'ave an amazin' nig'ts sleep? I bet ye did" I started cooing at him as I picked him up and walked over to the changing table to change his diaper.

But then everything changes. The room is dark. My hands are red and there's a knife on the floor. I follow the blood.

Daryl. He is laying on the ground, but it's not Daryl. It's a walker. And in front of him... oh that is the worst part.

"W'y does t'is 'appen to me?" I shoot up and awake. Tears streaming down my face.