Hey guys, this is my first Walking dead fanfic and it's also my side project during NaNoWriMo. I hope it's liked and you guys enjoy it, let me know if you liked it or if you have any tips to improve the story. So please read & review or favor and I'll see you guys next time.

Country music blared through the speakers in the small redneck bar he often frequented. Smoke hung thick in the air creating a mysterious and hazed atmosphere around him and the other patrons. The soft clinks and clanks of the pool table and the occasional chatter were faintly audible if one listened carefully enough. The door opened and closed behind his back but he payed it no mind as he signaled the bartender for another drink. He knew that drinking and drugs don't mix well together but at that moment he couldn't care less.

The newcomer sat down next to him and he had to do a double take to catch a good glimps of her. Long curly brown hair fell past her shoulders, framing her heart shaped face. The only make up she wore was some bright red lipstick and some mascara to frame her vibrant green eyes. She was absolutely gorgeous with curves in all the right places that were enhanced by her red dress. She wasn't thin like the models in magazines, which was exactly what he prefered in women. Nice round hips and a firm ass with some good sized tits.

And that was exactly what she was and by jesus he would have her before the night was over. He leaned towards her a little and gave her his most charming smile. "Sup, beautiful." She turned towards him and roamed her eyes over the muscled and firm frame he had to offer.

She must have liked it because she smiled brightly at him and leaned in as well. "I'm good, how 'bout you, handsome?"

"Doin' a lot better now that ya are here darlin'." He replied easily. Oh hell yeah he was gonna get laid tonight. This chick was into him and already intoxicated and in his alcohol and meth induced haze that was practically an inventation to tap her sweet pussy.

"Hmm, I'll bet. Wanna take this someplace else?" She asked softly as she ran her hand up his thigh and let it rest near his crotch.

"Hells yeah." He answered quickly helping her off the stool and towards the mens room without second thoughts. Not that anyone cared about it anyway, the bartender saw this shit daily and so did most of the other patrons. And even if they did care, Merle and his new lady friend certainly didn't.

They stumbled into one of the stalls, their faces hovering close to one another before their lips met in a passionate battle of dominance. He unbuckled his belt and let his pants drop to his ankles, followed by his boxers. His member slowly hardened under her skilled hand while Merle pulled off her panties. He lifted her up against the stall and crashed his lips onto hers as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Entering her was like eating sweet warm apple pie after a week without food, it was wonderfully delicious. They moved together as one in a tangle of limbs and moans of passion. Working together to reach that ultimate high. The pleasure build up gradually for both of them, their drunk hazed minds swirling around and preventing them from thinking straight.

She moaned harder as her climax neared, kissing his lips and cheeks as it build within her until her walls finally clenched around him. He moaned just once as he came within her, the rhythmic contractions milking him for all he was worth.

They went their seperate ways after that night, he could barely remember it to be honest. He could only remember that she had brown curly hair and green eyes, all other details of her were faded in his memory. Hazy images thanks to Crystal Meth and his little friend named Alcohol. He just hoped it wouldn't come back to bite him in the ass.

If anyone had told her five years ago that she'd be a young single mother at the age of twenty one, she'd have laughed in their face. She wasn't laughing anymore. She looked down at the small sleeping baby in her arms with a soft smile. Her little son, her little Caden. She gently readjusted the baby blue blanket he was wrapped in and rocked him to sleep. One of his tiny little hands rested on her breast as he slept, looking like a little angel.

The only regret she had was not knowing where his father was. She knew his name, they'd exchanged names and phone numbers before leaving the bar after their little adventure in the mens room. Merle Dixon, most likely a mountain redneck of Georgia and unavailable according to her phone service. All calls on her end had gone unanswered. She couldn't even tell him he had a son, and because of that she couldn't give Caden his surname. Caden Merle Daniels is the name that now adorns her sons birth certificate.

His name is on her little boy's certificate and she wasn't about to change that. She wanted her son to know where he came from when he's old enough to understand. She had made peace with never seeing Merle again, and perhaps it was better this way anyway.

"Excuse me, miss Daniels?" One of the pediatric nurses was standing in the doorway as she looked up. Nurse Mary was one of her favorites so far. With her plump short body and red curly hair she kinda looked like Molly Weasley from the Harry Potter series. And in her opinion she pretty much acted like it as well. She was a very caring and kind nurse, had an incredible ammount of patience and a heart of gold. "You have two visitors."

"Let them in." She answered softly, looking down at her sleeping son to make sure he was comfortable. She looked up and smiled when she spotted her younger brother and sister in the doorway. Jesse was barely seventeen and Kailyn just turned fifteen herself. For the last three years she had been there sole caretaker, a job that she had to do until both of her siblings turned eighteen. Not that she minded it, after their parents death it was the least she could do for them.

"Hey." Kailyn whispered as she slowly shuffled forward, straining her neck to catch a glimpse of her tiny nephew.

"Hey, Kaily. Come up here." She patted the bed next to her and shifted a little so her siblings could sit down beside her. Kailyn sat down next to her and grinned when Caden opened his baby blue eyes to look at his aunt. Not that he could actually see her, but it was good enough for Kaitlyn.

"He's gorgeous, Collyn…" Jesse whispered as he took a stance next to the bed. From there he could have a good look of his nephew without disturbing his sisters on the bed. "We finally have another man in the family."

Collyn chuckled and carefully readjusted her arms into a more comfortable position. "That we have, and an adorable one at that." She chuckled before looking at her little sister. "Would you like to hold him?" She asked softly as to not to disturb the baby.

Her sister nodded in awe and carefully took him over into her arms, making sure she supported the little head at all times. Little Caden fussed a little in his aunts arms, waving his little hands about in frustration. Kailyn gently took hold of one of the little fists and softly shook it to draw the baby's attention. Caden cooed happily and explored the much larger hand of his aunt.

They stayed like that for awhile, just the four of them bonding as a family and cooing at the newest member.

"Do you know his father?" Jesse asked her after awhile and she sighed softly in defeat.

"Not really" She answered "I know his name and I know what he looks like but that's about it."

"You think he'll care about Caden once he finds out?" Kailyn looked up at her with wide eyes, almost as if she's afraid to lose their little miracle.

"I don't know." Collyn admited softly, taking back the baby from her younger sister so her little son could sleep. "I hope he will, he's got rights as Caden's father."

"Hmm" Jesse hummed as he ran a hand through his hair. "I hope he stays far away. We don't need trouble like that. I mean come on, this guy was a one night stand. He's hardly father material."

"Maybe…" Kailyn muttered as she looked down at her hands and sighed. "But I hope he is, Caden deserve to have a mom and dad." She said and for a moment all went quiet. The reminder of their deceased parents was enough to bring back bad memories none of them were ready to face just yet.

She wasn't even gonna try it at this point in time. Today was about her son and the life he would have one day. All she could do was raise him right and guide him through life as best as she could. And that's a promise she would never break.

Not even for one Merle Dixon.