Lilly Watkins has always been the strong one compared to her twin. That doesn't change when the dead start walking. Taking care of her family during the apocalypse, she never relied on anyone else. When she meets Daryl Dixon, a more temperamental pe...
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This morning the sickness was the worst I had. Even Rick didn't let me go help with moving the cars, leaving Lori to take care of me.
"Maybe it's from eating decently after having not for a while?" she suggests as she puts my hair into a ponytail.
"I've been sick like this for a while...every morning."
"Oh no," she mutters, staring down at me. "You think you're pregnant?"
"Hershel was the one to suggest it first. I thought it was regular sickness. Since the apocalypse, I haven't gotten a period so nothing really alarmed me. I'd have to go on a run to even confirm anything." I sigh, leaning back against the wall.
"You do look a bit fuller," she comments, looking me up and down. "Have you told Daryl anything?"
"Of course not." I blanch at the thought of him finding out about this, especially if it turned out to be false. "He can't handle this."
"Lilly..." Lori tuts at me.
"One pregnancy at a time. How about that?" I grin at her.
Later, I accompany her throughout the hallways. We go to the infirmary, grabbing crutches for Hershel to tries.
"Daddy, don't push yourself," Beth says, fretting in the corner.
"Well, what else am I going to do?" he retorts as we help him stand. He's wobbly at first on them, slowly gaining the hang of it.
"Want to take a rest?" Lori asks after a minute.
"Rest? Let's go for a stroll." Hershel winks at me and I grin. Together, we head outside to the courtyard, struggling on the stairs at first but making it down.
"It's really starting to look like a place we can live in," he says, looking around.
"Ready to race?" Carl asks, not long ago being the one injured and Hershel being the doctor. It seems like so long ago.
"Give me another day. I'll take you on."
I wave to Daryl who hesitantly returns it. He turns panicked, pointing behind me. I turn, my eyes widening. A whole horde of Walkers somehow filed into the courtyard, but from where?
"Beth, take Hershel!" I order her out of her shocked state and she nods, helping her dad back towards the entrance we came from.
Lori and Carl shoot from beside me but the sheer amount start to overwhelm me. We need the rest of the group to help out or we're done for.
Maggie and Carol are the first to us. "Lori, Lilly, c'mon!" Maggie shouts, finding another entrance. We run to it, myself shooting anything that gets too close.
We turn one way only to find it blocked by Walkers, turning around and trying another corridor. Lori grabs the wall, crying out.
