Prompt #1

Requested Anonymously on Tumblr.

Beth tells Daryl she's pregnant while at the funeral home.

They hadn't really been together very long, maybe about 3 months or so. And things just fell into place after the prison, they found a house to keep them safe for a while and some food. They were in the house a mere two nights before it happened, they started playing 'I never' with cola.

It was going well for a while, until Beth mentioned how she never had the chance to have sex. It wasn't intentional, just an accidental secret that slipped from her lips. They were quiet for a while after that, avoiding each others gazes, until Daryl stood up and held out his hand. She was confused at first, until he said they needed some sleep.

Embarrassed by her revelation, she stood up with his help, and limped to the stairs. He carried her up to her room and to her bed, but before he could leave she kissed him. One thing lead to another and their clothes were piled on the floor, and they were in bed together.

After that night, things completely changed between them. Though, Beth was sure it'd be awkward, she was proven wrong. They slept in the same bed together, kissed and hugged, made love. It was the perfect romance novel...well almost.

Daryl wanted to leave the house after some walkers found their way in, he wanted to try their luck on the road. They'd be leaving within a few days or so, even though neither one of them wanted to leave. The funeral home was something special to them, and they didn't want to lose it. Who knew when they'd get another chance like this.

There was also another harrowing reason Beth didn't want to leave, but Daryl didn't have a clue. Beth was pregnant. She wasn't positive, but the signs were all there. Morning sickness especially. Though, for a while she tried to pass it off as eating too many stale snacks, and not having enough real food. But after a while, other symptoms started popping up, and she couldn't deny it any longer.

As Daryl sat at the table in the kitchen, cleaning his arrows, Beth hesitated on entering. Today was the day she had to tell him, but if she saw him she'd chicken out like the days before. But she had to tell him, otherwise he'd start to wonder why she was gaining weight. She bit her lip and entered the kitchen, walking over to a chair and taking a seat.

"Feelin' any better?" He asked.

She nodded."Somewhat. Guess the Jelly isn't settling well with me."

He set a clean arrow on the table."Shit happens, don't fret over it."

She placed her hand over her belly and took a deep breath."D-Daryl, I have to tell you something."

"Hm?" He asked, cleaning another arrow.

Her heart thundered against her chest, nearly ready to leap out. Her hands begun to feel sweaty and her throat dry. She had to tell him so they could stay in the house, but a million things ran through her mind. How would he react? Would he be mad? Would he yell and scream at her?

"Daryl I-" She was cut off by a burning bile in the back of her throat, she jumped up from the chair and ran out of the kitchen, quickly taking to the stairs.

"Beth!" Daryl got up and quickly followed after her."Beth what the hell?"

Beth was heaving in the toilet by the time appeared in the doorway, he sighed and walked over, placing a gentle hand on her back. She lifted her head up and laid it over her folded arms. Daryl knelt down to her level, and pressed the back of his hand to her forehead.

"Ya ain't burnin' up."

Beth swallowed."I'm pregnant..Daryl."

Daryl's eye narrowed in on Beth, as he processed what she just said. Pregnant? That was like a bomb going off. He slowly stood up and leaned against the sink, breathing in and out, trying to lessen the sickening feeling in his stomach. Beth slowly stood up and placed a hand on his arm, but he didn't move. She wrapped her arm around his bicep and laid her head on his arm.

"I'm sorry." She sniffled, a single tear running down her face.

He dropped his head."Ain't your fault, Beth."

"I wasn't even sure at first, but then other symptoms started happening and I guess I just knew." She wiped her tears away.

Daryl leaned against the sink and folded his arms, seemingly in a trance as he stared at the tiled floor beneath them. Beth moved around in front of him and cupped his face, making him look at her. He looked like a lost little boy. She ran her fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes, savoring the feeling. His hair was always so soft. She pressed a kiss to his lips and laid her head on his chest. His arms soon encircled her waist.

He sighed and kissed her head."We can stay."

She nodded and felt only slightly better about the situation.

"I'm goin' out on a run in the morning, so write a list of what you need."

She lifted her head and faintly smiled."So does this mean you're okay with it?"

"It?"

"The baby." She clarified.

His eyes dropped to her stomach and he slowly nodded."Yeah."

Beth cupped his face again."We'll make it."

His eyes glanced up, locking with hers."I know."

She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, he tightened his grip around her waist.

They were safe for the time being, they had nine months to figure out what they were going to do, and nine months to get there. For now though, the funeral home would have to do. It was safe and secluded and as eerie as it seemed, they both enjoyed the house, despite it's previous purpose.

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