AN: so short little chapter for you. Rough couple of days, Ironically one of my kids got admitted to the hospital, she's okay, nothing serious thankfully, but I am behind on my updates. Let me know what you think:)

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Chapter Four

"So your telling me this redneck son of a bitch never got in contact with you a year ago?...when you first tried to contact him?"

Shane Walsh was an intimidating man, Jackie had been right, he would be tough. Carol could easily picture him as a cop, he definitely had that confidence and hard edge that seemed to radiate cop. He'd listened quietly as she told him the entire story and only seemed to grow angrier as she told him more.

"I never spoke to him directly, truthfully I can't be sure his manager even told him I called.." Carol said unsure why she felt the need to defend Daryl. She still wanted to believe the best about him, believe that she hadn't been wrong about him. He was after all the father of her child.

"I seen the articles about this guy..., do you really believe that's true?" Shane said quirking his brow at her.

"I...I don't know anymore, and I don't care...I just want him to get tested to see if he's a match. I don't want anything else from him. I don't want money...I'll sign a confidentiality agreement..he doesn't ever even have to see us..." Carol said quietly

"You realize, you have a right to child support, and he has money...medical bills must be starting to pile up with what you're going through with your little girl." Shane said sympathetically.

Carol put her hand up to interrupt him "No..that's not what this is about. I have insurance, and my uncle Dale is helping me too, were okay.." She pulled a picture of Sophia out of her purse in her fairy costume from Halloween her eyes still bright and happy despite her sunken face and gave it to Shane ."This needs to be as amicable as possible..because it's all about her"

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Daryl sighed as he got off the phone, rubbing his temples. Fucking Andrea and Merle! One day, one day of peace, was that too much to ask?

He'd gotten home from Canada yesterday, exhausted he hadn't done much other than flop face down on his bed for the next fourteen hours.

He wanted a break from them and all the shit they brought with them, but instead of heading home to Nashville they'd followed him to Georgia.

He knew they were worried, because he'd told them he wouldn't be back next season, and they were coming to kiss ass. Fuck ...let me stew about it! He didn't care anymore, he was done with letting them pimp out his reputation, and he was done with the constant interviews and photo-shoots. Nothing they had to say could change his mind. They thought that they could manipulate him by calling and saying they were only five minutes out, definitely not enough time to get the hell out of there he thought with a sigh as their car pulled up.

"Might as well get this over with" he said to himself heading out to meet them.

Coming out the door he realized Merle and Andrea were in the midst of a heated argument and hadn't noticed his presence.

"We have to tell him Andrea, when he finds out the truth from that lawyer he will be pissed." Merle said

"Merle I get tons of phone calls like that, how was I supposed to know that this one would take it a step further. We still don't know that she's telling the truth..."

"Fuck off Andrea, how often you get phone calls like that when they ain't asking for money?" Merle asked over the hood of the car.

"Who's not asking for money?" Daryl said quietly from the front steps.

They both turned startled staring at him.

"Daryl..."

"Hey Baby brother.."

"What the fuck, who is not asking for money?...what the fuck is going on?"Daryl said in an angry tone of voice

Andrea put her hand up placatingly "Now Daryl..."

"Andrea I'm thirty eight years old I ain't a fucking baby don't Now Daryl me..." Daryl said but was interrupted as they all turned to watch as an unfamiliar car pulled up his long deserted lane. His house sat on almost fifty acres of land, and couldn't be seen from the road, it was rare someone turned in his drive accidentally.

The car pulled to a stop and a large man got out, he seemed out of place in his shirt and tie. Leaning on the roof of his car he said

"You Daryl Dixon?"

Daryl nodded as Andrea stepped forward the man what she liked to call her seductive smile "I'm Andrea Harrison, his manager can I help you?"

The man gave Andrea a smirk "Yeah no, no I don't think so...My name is Shane Walsh, I'm an attorney representing Carol Miller...you are a difficult man to get in touch with Dixon..."

An: I know, I know, I am horrible with the cliffhangers. I promise next chapter Daryl WILL find out the truth...I make no promises but I may update again later today :)