A/N: Very short chapter, but necessary :) FB appreciated :)

2 Months Later

I hadn't heard or seen Daryl since that night. I had seen Merle, but when I tried to talk to him about Daryl he just shrugged me off. I gave up. I felt like my heart had been ripped out and stomped on. I had been waking up sick every morning for the last two weeks. To sum it up, I was a complete mess.

I was lying in bed one night and I realized I hadn't had a period in like two months. It's just stress. I thought, but, just to be safe I drove to the drugstore the next morning to pick up a pregnancy test. When I got home I ran up to my room and sat on my bed. I opened the box and pulled out the directions. It said it was best to take the test first thing in the morning, so I put it in my bedside table and tried not to think about it for the rest of the day.

The next morning I quickly grabbed the test and ran into the bathroom that was connected to my bedroom. I peed on the stick like the directions said and put the cap back on. I sat it on the sink and went and got dressed real quick. When I went back into the bathroom I sort of snuck up on the sink like the test was going to bite me or something. I stole a quick glance at the test and burst into tears. I slid down in front of the sink and just stared at the little plus sign. I was pregnant with Daryl Dixon's baby and I had no idea where he was.