Hey y'all, I know it's been awhile since I updated but I've been having a hard time getting this story to where I want it to go. But I think I've figured it out, and as a reward for you guys being so patient, here is a chapter of smut, and fluff.

Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I only own my characters, not any of the characters from the Walking Dead are mine, though I did meet Jon Bernthal (Shane) That's right, I met Shane! I met him at my work! He came up to see the horses, and I got to hang out and talk to him for awhile! I was really good too, I waited until after he left before I fangirled. Oh yeah, and Danai Gurira (Michonne) too! (I didn't get a picture with her though). I seriously love my job, but I'm still waiting for the day Norman Reedus comes up.

But, ahem, I digress... Enjoy the chapter!

When I woke up the next morning Daryl was still in bed, I was resting on his chest, he had his arm wrapped around me, and was playing with my hair, running his fingers through it, and every so often he'd curl it around one finger. "You're still in bed." I looked back at him.

"First time we been in a real bed since the farm." He shrugged as I sighed.

"Jesus…" I breathed. "That's right. When you got shot." I brushed my thumb over the small scar I knew was from the bolt that had gone right through him, and he looked down at me. He brushed the hair from my eyes and I smiled before leaning up to kiss him. He smiled, a real genuine smile and I grinned before kissing him again. I paused, hearing a splashing and listened as I heard the kids laughing. "Isn't it too cold to be swimming?"

"Pool's got black stone all through it, absorbs sunlight, makes the pool warm year round." He explained and I nodded before he flipped me over, I laughed and wrapped my arms around him, letting him kiss me deeply. His hands ran down my body, one of them pushing the hem of my shirt up, I raised my arms and let him pull my shirt off, before he kissed my collarbone, I ran my fingers through his hair as he lightly kissed down my body. He got to my stomach and paused before looking up at me. I watched him as he leaned down and gently kissed my lower stomach, before sweet Daryl turned back into feisty Daryl, he got between my legs and gave me a devilish grin before he yanked my panties down my legs, he spread my legs, positioning them on either side of him, and looked up at me again with the smirk he always gave me before-

"Uhnh- Dare…" I groaned my eyes fluttering shut, I wound my fingers into his hair and arched my hips slightly, I could feel him grin against me as he pushed my hips back down, I looked down at him and he gave me a small wink before slipping a finger into me. I gasped softly and he curled his finger lightly, making my fingers in his hair tighten. I bit my lip trying to keep myself quiet as he worked his fingers and lips in unison. I let out a small, shuttering gasping moan as I came apart, biting my knuckle to silence myself. Daryl started to move up my body, but paused at my stomach, planting another kiss to it.

"Sorry 'bout that baby, but Daddy's got to keep Momma happy." He looked up at me with his lazy, proud smirk as I lay there, my head spinning. He moved the rest of the way up my body, and took to kneading and kissing my breasts until I finally remembered how to move. I pulled him into a kiss, not caring that I could taste myself on his lips, pulling at his shirt. He grinned, raising his arms, letting me pull it up as much as I could without breaking the kiss. When we broke apart he pulled the shirt off and tossed it onto the couch at the end of the bed, before raising up on his knees. I pulled his boxers down to his knees, planting open mouthed kisses down the trail of hair that went from his belly button to his groin. He had been mostly hard when he went down on me, but now he was ready to go as I returned the favor. His hand rested on the top of my head as I bobbed up and down; he brushed some hair from my face and groaned softly, as I looked up, making eye contact with him. When he finally stopped me He sat down on his knees, and took my hand, I straddled him, and he put one hand on my lower back, before cupping one of my breasts. He kissed me, circling his thumb around my nipple as my hips started to rise and fall. His hips started to rise to meet mine, before he moved forward, knocking me back onto the bed, I wrapped my legs around his hips and moaned arching my hips into him as he planted either one of his hands on either side of me and kissed me again, kissing my neck and collarbone, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Hey Elle," Cal called from the other side.

"Just a minute." I called.

"Is Daryl in there?"

"Uh, yeah, he's in here." I grinned as I looked at Daryl; I kissed him quickly getting his attention back from the door.

"Well, tell him Rick wants to talk to Evan and Sven, and he'd feel better doing it with him there."

"What, now?"

"No, in a bit, the kids are having a good time swimming in the pool." He called as Daryl started to move again.

"Uh-huh…" I called back, distracted by what Daryl was doing.

"Are you telling him?" Cal called.

"Little busy." Daryl called back making me laugh. We were met with silence and I laughed again, before kissing Daryl.

When we walked out of the pool house, Sophia was climbing onto the rock waterfall. "Lizzie, Lizzie, watch this!" she shouted, before throwing herself into the water.

"Nice form." I laughed when she resurfaced. She grinned and flipped her blonde hair from her face as we walked into the main house.

"There you are." Carol looked over at me and Daryl as we walked in.

"Here we are." Daryl nodded and I snorted as I looked over at Sven. He winked at me and I grinned.

"Have some breakfast." Evan offered to us. "There's a house just over the hill, they're not doing so badly themselves, they bring over eggs, veggies, meat, things like that. Farmers, you know?" he told us and Maggie looked at her father with interest.

"What do they farm?" Hershel asked.

"Pigs mostly. You can imagine the smell in the spring." Sven shook his head. "In return we make wine, provide them with our own fruits and vegetables, and help them out whenever we can." He explained. "There's a few other houses like that around here. We've built a sort of network."

"That's great." Maggie nodded earnestly.

"It's been a lot less lonely." Evan nodded. "Maybe if you all aren't busy you can help out a little around the yard, Sven and I had planned on going over to Mr. Harris' place, and try to help out, they've got a sick sow, and aren't sure what's wrong with her-"

"Well Hershel's a vet, if you need him, I'm sure he'd be glad to go." Rick looked over at Hershel who nodded.

"That would be great, I'm sure Mr. Harris will appreciate it." Sven nodded.

That night after dinner of pork stew Rick asked to speak to Sven and Evan. I was listening to Beth tell Abbie about the farm, and about the night it had been taken. I would throw in a little detail here and there when Beth needed me to while I sharpened my knife.

"Liz," Daryl walked up behind me and I looked over my shoulder at him. "C'mon." I stood up and nodded to Beth. She nodded back and then continued to talk to Abbie while I followed Daryl, Rick, Hershel, Evan and Sven into an office.

"We want to first say thank you for opening your home to us." Rick told Sven and Evan who smiled.

"It's remarkable what you've been able to keep." I spoke up.

"We had our well dug after we learned about fracking, there was no way we were going to expose ourselves or our children to tainted water. Soon everyone around here caught wind of it and they all had wells dug too." Sven shrugged.

"Not just the water, or the solar panels, this place, it's just like stepping back into the old world." Rick shook his head. "A calmer world. I know we could never begin to repay you for letting us stay here, but-"

"Rick, save it." Evan smiled. "You're acting like you're the first people we've taken in since this happened."

"We're not?" Hershel asked. "You seemed pretty surprised that we were at your door last night."

"Surprised mostly because we hadn't heard about you being in town."

"You hear 'bout everyone comes through here?" Daryl asked with a frown and Evan smiled simply.

"We told you earlier, we've all built a network." He shrugged. "As long as you help out, take care of your business and keep your people in line, you're welcome to stay here as long as you need. We hear it may be a harsh winter. We'd hate to send a pregnant woman out into it." Sven's eyes landed on me and I looked down.

"Thank you." Rick breathed. "Lori's really concerned about giving birth on the road." He smiled and I looked at Sven who was staring at me.

"If that's all," Evan looked at us. "I believe I promised you all first taste of our homemade wine." He clapped his hands together. "If there's a better time for a toast, I don't know it." He gestured for us to follow him out of the room, but I hung back a little. Daryl looked back at me and I shook my head, he hung back as well while Sven shut the door.

"You haven't told anyone?" he asked and I shook my head.

"Carol knows." I told him.

"That I gathered." He brushed it off. "How will they react knowing there are two pregnant women in camp as opposed to one?"

"They ain't gotta react, what happens to Liz ain't no one's concern but mine."

"Your loyalty to your wife is-" Neither Daryl nor I heard what Sven was going to say, we looked at each other quickly and then back to Sven.

"No, we're not-"

"We ain't-"

We both grew silent and Sven nodded in understanding. "So you're not married." He shrugged. "You are part of a group though. What happens to them is your concern and what happens to you is theirs. Not to mention Lizzie's… Brother?" he frowned and I cleared my throat.

"Father." I admitted softly. It was the first time I had admitted it out loud to anyone other than Daryl. I knew Carol and Hunter had kept their mouths shut about the whole business, and Cal had done what I said and hadn't brought it up again, waiting for me to bring it up first, but I knew he wanted to talk about it.

"Ain't no one knows that but you." Daryl told Sven who shook his head.

"All these secrets," he sighed as he crossed his arms. "And you people claim to be a family." He walked to the door before pausing and looking back at us. "Keeping one secret is stressful enough. How many are you keeping? In your condition, the last thing you need is more stress. If not for you, then for the baby." He looked at me for a long moment and then walked out of the room.

"D'you think he's right?" I asked softly and he frowned.

"'Bout what?" he asked.

"'Bout us keepin' secrets. What if it ain't healthy?"

"You an' me, we ain't got secrets."

"From each other." I looked at him. "But we got secrets from them." I jerked my head towards the doorway.

"It ain't their business." He told me as he wrapped his arm around me. "They ain't blood."

"We ain't blood." I pointed out and he shook his head.

"That ain't true. That baby makes us blood. An' even 'fore 'im, we was…" he trailed off before taking my hand. "I ain't never loved no one before." He told me lowly, his eyes darting from me to the open door, his ears turning red as he worried about someone hearing his admission. He openly called me "His woman" in front of people, but he was still embarrassed about openly using the "L" word in front of other people.

"God- What would Janis say if she could see me now?" I muttered as I rested my forehead on his shoulder.

"You guys okay?" we both looked over at Glenn who was standing in the doorway.

"We're fine." I answered his quickly.

"You look a little pale." He took a step forward.

"We're fine." Daryl insisted and Glenn looked between us before catching my eye. I nodded and he shrugged before walking out of the room.

"We're family Dare," I agreed with him softly. "But so are they."

"What do you want to do? Tell them?"

"Yes." I nodded. "I just don't know how…"

"When you planning on doing that?" he asked and I smiled.

"I can't think of everything." I told him before I started to walk out of the room. He caught my hand and pulled me back gently, before running his hand over my stomach. I put my hand on his and he looked at me before kissing me quickly.

"Liz," he called as I started to walk away. I looked back at him and he nodded. "They ain't blood…" he paused. "But they're family."

"We'll tell 'em?" I asked and he sighed.

"Not yet…" he seemed hesitant. "Give it a couple weeks."

"A couple weeks, how long- Have…" I paused and he looked away, looking embarrassed. "Dare, this morning, were you reading the book?"

"You were asleep, I wanted to make sure we weren't hurtin' the baby when we…" he shrugged. "It was jus' there!" He turned his back on me and I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. He put his hand over mine and I sighed as I rested my forehead between his shoulder blades.

"We'll wait a couple weeks," I agreed. "'Till I'm out of the first trimester."

"I just wanna do right by you." He told me softly as he turned around.

"Who, me or the kid?" I asked and he smiled as he reached out and twisted a lock of my hair around his finger.

"Can't it be both?" he asked.

Okay, lots of fluff, I know, but don't worry, I'm planning something to rain on the fluff parade. After all, the group didn't spend the entire winter in a nice house with hot water and a pool, now did they? No, they'll be back to roughing it soon enough, and then after that, WOODBURY! WOO!

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