* Please Review even though this story is finished. Please read I Hate You and I Hate You 2 to understand this. This quick shot was requested! Thanks!*
3 months after the court house shooting:
Jillian walked out of the bathroom with the test in her hand. She had the results covered up. Daryl was sitting on their bed while Hunter lay across it. He looked at her as she sat down beside him. They had been trying for two months to get Jillian pregnant but nothing had been happening. She didn't look at him as she handed the test over to him.
" I can't look. I'm too scared." She admitted. Daryl took the test, making sure the results were still covered. " Just look. If's it negative, than just throw it away and don't say anything." She said. Daryl nodded and looked down at the small test. She sighed and closed her eyes.
After a few minutes, Daryl stood up and walked into their bathroom. Jillian opened her eyes and her shoulders dropped. She sighed as tears welled up. She just wanted a baby so bad and couldn't understand why she wasn't getting pregnant. They were having sex once sometimes twice a day. She stared at the floor. Daryl came out of the bathroom and put his hands on her shoulders. He pulled her up and to him. His strong arms wrapped around her shoulders. Jillian put hers around his waist and closed her eyes.
" Congratulations." He whispered into her ear. Jillian frowned and pulled away just enough to look at him. Daryl started to smile. Jillian's hands came up to her mouth as she gasped.
" Is it really?" He nodded. " You're not kidding?" He shook his head.
" You're pregnant." He said softly. Jillian covered her face as her tears started to free flow down her cheeks. He grinned and pulled her against him. " Don't cry, Babe."
" I just didn't think it was going to happen again." She sobbed out.
" Well it did. It finally happen. Now we need to make you a doctor's appointment." He said. Jillian wrapped her arms around his waist again and squeezed him.
" I don't want to tell anyone, not yet. Let's just wait to make sure I don't lose it again." She said. Daryl nodded then picked her up quickly. Jillian burst into laughter as he swung her around. When he set her down, they looked at each other with smiles.
" Got an idea." He said. " Go pick out the baby's room, I'll be right back." He said before he walked out of their room.
Jillian was all smiles as she walked across their room and into the hallway. There were three bedrooms in the upstairs. She choose the room that was on the right side of the hallway. The window to that room faced the back yard. It had come filled with things that Daryl had moved to the basement so the room was bare. She was standing in the middle of it when he came back. He had a marker in his hand. He took her hand and pulled her over to the wall.
" Every month we're gonna trace your stomach, keep track of how big you get." He pushed her to stand with her side against the wall. Jillian picked up her shirt. Daryl knelt down and put the marker against the wall but against her flat stomach. He traced a line down her then let her step away. Daryl quickly wrote down the date then he stood up and looked at her. " Now, next month we'll do the same."
" But what if we lose it?" She asked softly.
" Then we still have a record that the baby was here. You and I ain't even gonna forgot our first one, it was too painful to forget. Now, we have a record that this baby was here too." He said.
They made the doctor's appointment for the next day so Daryl made Jillian stay on the couch the entire day. He brought her drinks and things to eat and only allowed her up to use the bathroom. After the doctor's appointment things didn't change. He still made her rest. She was 5 weeks pregnant and he didn't want to take any chances.
When she was 13 weeks pregnant, they invited the group over for dinner. They decided to tell everyone at once. Jillian had made a big dinner and once everyone was sitting down and served, the couple stood up. Daryl put his arm around her waist and pulled her close. The group fell silent, with every one's eyes glued to them.
" So we have some news." Jillian started. She glanced up at Daryl who smiled down at her. Then she took a deep breath and looked at their friends. " Today I am 13 weeks pregnant." The group had exploded with claps and laughter. The men shook Daryl's hands and everyone hugged Jillian. They knew of the couple's struggles with trying to have another baby.
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When she was 20 weeks along, they were waiting in the doctor's office They were going to have a ultrasound to see what they were having. Beside of Jillian's small size, she had moved out of her regular clothes pretty quickly. That day she was wearing maturity jeans and a tight, long sleeve, black thermal shirt. Daryl's hand was resting on her stomach as it always did. He was rubbing it as the baby moved against him. They were talking quietly together while they waited. She knew what he wanted. He pretended he wanted a boy, he said he wanted a boy. But when they looked at baby stuff, his eyes always went to the little girl stuff. He always looked at the dresses and everything pink.
Later that day they were walking through town, holding hands. They had decided to get the baby some things and were headed to one of the many baby stores. Daryl hadn't said much since they found it the baby was a girl. He hadn't smile or frowned. She could see the wheels turning in his head but was letting him have his time.
She was flipping through some of the dresses when Daryl came up to her. He took her hand without speaking and pulled her to the cribs. He showed her the one he liked. It was a dark wood, sledge style crib. He had ran his hands over the wood, still not speaking. Inside of the crib was crib bedding that was covered in pink and purple butterflies.
" You like this one, Babe?" He asked quietly. Jillian smiled as she watched his eyes going over everything.
" Yeah, I do." She said. He nodded.
" Thinkin we should just get it now."
" We could do that." She said. He nodded again, still not looking at her. " You like the crib bedding in it?"
" It's girly." He said. Jillian smiled and laughed softly.
" Yeah, it is."
" Thinkin we should get it all."
" Okay, well, I'll go tell the clerk. We can take it down and put it all in your truck." She said. Daryl's head shot up and met her eyes.
" I have a name I like." He said.
" And what's that?" She asked.
" Aaliyah Elizabeth. Your middle name's Elizabeth, my ma's name was Anna-Lee. I think Aaliyah's pretty and it's kind of an update version of my ma's name but if you don't like it..." His eyes shifted away and to the crib again. Jillian laid her hand over his.
" I think it's beautiful." She said. Daryl looked at her then smiled. She squeezed his hand before she pulled way to touch her rounded stomach. " Aaliyah Elizabeth Dixon." He covered her hands with his.
" My ma would have loved you." He said softly. She smiled again.
" Let's get this and go home." She said.
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Jillian was trying to reach across the stove to grab the salt. Daryl was watching her with a smile. She moved to the side and reached again. She shook her head and groaned. Then she turned to the other side and tried to reach out again, still not getting it. She tried to move her stomach then cursed. She shook her head and glared down at herself.
" Get out of the way!" She snapped to her stomach.
" You need some help, Babe?" He asked as he started towards her. Jillian looked at him and shook her head.
" How the hell can I get any bigger?" She asked. He smiled as he reached her. He grabbed the salt and handed it to her.
" Still got four weeks left, Babe. Doctor said you're gonna keep growin." He said.
" I know! This is crazy! I mean, I can't even see my shoes. I can't even shave my own legs!" She explained. Daryl smiled.
" I like shavin your legs for you." He said. Jillian laughed as she went back to making their dinner. "I been talkin to Dale. He's gonna start comin over durin the day to stay with you in case you go into labor."
" You know it could still be weeks away before she comes." Jillian said.
" Don't care. I don't want you here alone in case the baby comes early." Daryl said.
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Jillian's hands were planted on the table as she swirled her hips around slowly. Lori was rubbing her lower back when they heard the cars and a truck came flying up the drive way. Jillian's eyes were closed and she was taking slow deep breaths. When her contractions began more regular, Dale had ran next door to get Lori then took off for Daryl, Rick and Shane.
" Boys are here." Lori said. Jillian nodded at the same time the front door flew open.
" Jill!" Daryl called out as he stormed into their house.
" We're back here!" Lori called out. He suddenly appeared in the great room. Jillian opened her eyes and gave him a small smile.
" You alright?" He asked. She nodded.
" You ready for this, Daddy?" She asked. Daryl nodded and came forward.
" Let's go." He said.
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Jillian was on her right side in the hospital bed. Daryl was sitting in front of her, holding her hands. He was leaning forward, whispering to her, trying to help her to relax. Her eyes were closed and she was sweating. Her tongue darted out and over her lips as she moaned against the pain. His eyes shot up to the monitor.
" Almost done, Babe. Numbers comin down." He whispered as he watched her contraction starting to end.
" Who's fucking idea was this?" She asked. He smiled and kissed her forehead.
" You want some ice?" He asked. She shook her head.
" I want this baby out." She said.
" Okay, Mrs. Dixon." Doctor Northman said as he came into the room. " Let's check and see how close you are to pushing." Jillian shook her head but turned over onto her back.
" I hate this part." She said. Dr. Northman nodded.
" I know. I'm really sorry. It's very uncomfortable and I'm sorry." He said as he pushed the blankets up over her knees. " Just let your knees fall to the sides and I'm going to check." Andrea, who was going to stay in for the birth, reached down and took Jillian's left hand. Daryl took her right and leaned forward and rested his free hand on the top of her head. She turned her face towards him and smiled weakly.
' I love you.' She mouthed. He smiled and nodded.
" Well, you are ready to push. The baby is very low so I really don't think this is going to take long at all." Dr. Northman said.