I changed the Time from 5 months to 2 months, reading back it just seemed to me like 5 months is too long. Sorry about that.

I had a hard time writing this one, don't really like how the interview came out :/ I think I need a beta reader or something I dunno. please don't forget to leave a review about it, opinions are always welcome, negatives strive me to better (not the harsh ones though please), positive keeps me going and posting faster.

And did I ever tell you how much I hate typing my fan fiction in the phone? It drives me crazy so I think I'm gonna start updating chapters every few days than everyday.

As for the child Noah he's my character, based off of a kid I knew back in the day, he was a real cool little dude, could skate better than me . lol

Anyways hope you enjoy

Chapter 4

Andy was sitting in the front passenger seat of the car still chatting on the phone while writing notes down in his planner as Daryl and his 7 year old son Noah sat in the back. Noah looking at the window pointing at everything while Daryl slouched in his seat with his shades on, trying to avoid being seen through the car window.

"Oh wow! Dad look! I can see the Hollywood sign from here!" Noah said with excitement while Daryl only grunted in reply. "Woah! Look at all these people! Oh that guy is banging trash cans dad! Everyone's dancing to it! "

"Street music" Daryl replies as he starts to count his cigarettes in his pack.

"Oh wow! Dad! Dad! That guy is doing tricks on a skateboard! So cool! " Noah starts jumping on his seat with excitement.

Daryl glances at his boy and chuckles, "calm down little man, ye're gonna flip this car over with all this energy. " he joked

"I wanna go skateboarding dad, can we go after the interview? " Noah pleaded

"Well see what happens after this alright? " Daryl replied while messing with Noah's wild straight hair. "We need to get you a haircut, your hair is getting long."

Noah pushed away his father's hand and fixed his hair back, "No way, I want it long like Kurt Cobain." Daryl couldn't help but laugh at that, he was proud of his son digging the classics music instead of the shitty music of today. Back home he would catch him jamming with the toy guitar hero to Jimi hendrix, nirvana, And even to Lynyrd Skynyrd. kid goes through his dad's records whatever chance he gets.

"Cobain huh, wanna be like him?"

"Yeah, I wanna learn how to play guitar too." He replied with joy.

"Okay boys, where here. Get your game face on" Andy called out as he walked out and over to Daryl ' car door.

"Well talk more about that later." Daryl smirked to his boy as he adjust his shades and steps out. As they walk up to the huge building they were welcomed in the front door by a man with a clipboard in his hands.

"Few, for a second I thought you guys weren't gonna make it. Follow me gentlemen. " was all he said as he rushed up to the building and dashed to the elevator. As they were waiting In the elevator the man looked down at Daryl from head to toe, making a face. "Forgive , but are you really planning on going in front of the camera like this? " Andy covered his eyes and murmured 'Oh boy' to the man taking a step back while Noah rolled his eyes and leaned against the wall. Daryl glared down the guy, blue eyes sharp as steel.

"Excuse me? Sumthin wrong with the way ah, dress?" He spit out, Daryl was already in a pissed off mood due to being dragged here by Andy, he hated be told what to do. Daryl was wearing faded dark blue jeans that was ripped from his knees alone with along chain on his left that's hooked on a hoop of his jeans connected to his wallet that's in his back pocket, along with a white body tight shirt with his black leather vest with wings in the back and black boots that look like they have seen better days.

The man swallowed, suddenly looking nervous. "I - I'm just asking sir, since we will be on television sir." He said as he shifts his eyes.

"What you see is what you get, ah ain't dressin into nuthing fancy. " this kid was getting on his nerves, all Daryl wants to do is get in, get out and have a beer.

"And besides, we don't have time for this" Andy stepped in as he gestures everyone to the opening elevator door.

Noah, tapped on his dad's arm, getting his attention. " for a moment there ah thought you were gunna kick his butt dad."

"I'm just not too happy about doing this son is all." Daryl confessed, feeling a bit more at ease looking at his sons laugh. You can always count on Noah for making Daryl go from pissed off to chill mode under 3 seconds flat.

They follow Andy to the room, where a blonde woman was waiting for him in a chair with a Boondocks Saints 2 poster in the back. She was reading over her cards in her hand not looking up until Andy cleared his throat.

The woman looked up than to her watch, "with only two minutes to spare Andy." She said as she snapped her fingers, "can someone bring a bottle water for please? "

"Yeah I know I'm sorry. " he apologized, "Daryl this is Andrea, she will be interviewing you. " he introduced them as Daryl extended his hand for a shake.

Andrea just looked at him and took a drink from her water bottle. "Good thing people are into the white trash look." She said as she placed her drink back down.

Daryl dropped his arm and snorted. "Bitch." He called her as he sits down in the empty chair across from her.

"I maybe a bitch but I get the job done. " she fixed her blonde hair as the camera man starts the count down from 5.

Daryl glanced around the studio looking for Noah. He sees him spinning around in a chair until he stops and looks back at his dad, giving him a smile and thumbs up. Daryl quickly pointed at Noah and mouthed the word 'behave' to his boy, putting his hand down when The stations theme music started playing and Andrea straighten her back to the camera.

"Hello everybody and welcome to Hollywood Now. I'm your host, Andrea Holden. And here we have the sexy bad guy killing super star Daryl Dixon. It's great to have you here in the studio, Daryl. "

"Thank you its good to be here, " Daryl lied through his teeth, wanting nothing more than to run out of the doors.

The interview wasn't that bad, just the typical questions people always asks.

'How did you get involved in the first Boondocks? Where you surprised on how popular it became? What's it like working with big star actors so and so and will there be a 3rd movie soon?'

Questions Daryl was getting sick of answering over and over, after what felt like hours, he thought they were just about done, Andrea pulls out the cards she's been reading earlier.

"Now before we finish up here we got a few questions here from the fans that are dying to know more about the great Daryl Dixon."

'Uh oh..' Daryl thought to himself, he tried to keep a straight face. "Alright, cool." He replied as he was trying to get mentally prepared.

"Alright then, hope you prepared, for the first question is 'is there a special person in your life right now? A lady friend perhaps? '"

"Oh boy, heh." Daryl chuckles and rubs his hands together. "Uh, no. No one in mah life at the moment. " he replied as calm as he can.

"Oh so I would assume no sex life then? " Andrea asked, raising an eyebrow. "Or maybe you do right? A man like yourself wouldn't have to look far for fun."

Daryl gave out a nervous chuckle and glanced at his son, seeing him covering his ears and spinning around the in chair with a disgusted look on his face. "Mah first priority is mah son, he's in the center of mah world, so I'm more dedicated to the single father life than chasing tail."

"Aww so a father? How old is your son?"

"He's 7" Daryl replied, trying to avoid a long conversation about his boy, it's enough paparazzi following him everywhere, no need for them to follow him son around if they are going to stoop that low.

"Oh wow, lucky boy. Okay so next question is, 'How long is it?'" Andrea grinned at that.

"Long enough to get the job done I hope. " Andrea laughs at that while Daryl gave a dry laugh took a gulp of his water. "Next question, who would you have sex with and why?"

"What's with these sex questions anyways? "

"We just read what the fans asks, and the majority of the questions will be below the belt. "

Good lord, heh..Um..ah dunno, maybe ah can get lost someday and be found by a harem of sirens that can sing to me and pet my head. Ah could become their sex slave and populate mermaid land with redneck fish people." He joked, earning a good heart full laugh from Andrea and the guys from the studio.

"Nice answer, next question, ooo a good one. 'What was your childhood like before you became famous.'"

Daryl got quiet on that one, fingers twitch by the faded memory of the sting of the belt on his back. When Andrea said some of the questions were below the belt, she wasn't kidding. It wasn't just questions about his sex life it was about other personal questions too, questions that he specifically told them he will not stand by, his past is his past, and it was no one's business. "Normal. ." Was all he said, with a serious look of anger growing on his face.

"Don't seem too normal to me, seeing how you got all serious" Said Andrea, determined to poke a stick at the wolf inside.

"Well don't seem like it's any of ya'lls business. " he grunted out with a hint of a threat in his voice.

"Well that's all the time we have folks, tune in next time for more juicy info of your favorite Hollywood celebrities right here on Hollywood Now. "

"And we're off air. Good work everybody. " called out the camera man as everyone packs up the studio. Daryl was pissed, it took him all his will power not to flip shit around.

Andrea stood up from her chair, fixed her hair up and leaned in at Daryl, "nice chatting with ya Mr. Dixon" Daryl growled at her and stormed off while his son followed behind him.

"Daryl, I know you're pissed but listen." Andy tried to explain but Daryl cut him off.

"Best get yerself out of mah face Andy, before ah beat yer ass." Daryl tried to avoid eye contact and Andy was more than happy to avoid a punch but what could he have done?

"I get it, I'm sorry. I told them no personal family questions but you seen how this Andrea chick is like. She likes to play in the Lions den. I tried Daryl, really I did. "

Noah looked back at Andy than to his dad. "What's wrong dad?" He Asks As They Both Walked Out Of The Glass Doors.

Daryl put a cigarette between his lips and reached for his zippo lighter. "It's nothing" he mumbled out while lighting up his smoke. He looked around the streets looking for the car they were in. "Where the hell is mah driver?"

Noah reaches for his dad's hand while Daryl takes a long drag of his cigarette. "Don't worry bout it son," he assured him as he squeezes his boys hand.

The driver arrives and parks it in front of the Dixons while Andy walks up and opens the back door. Daryl let's go of Noah's hand and lightly pushes him forward, wordlessly telling him to get in. He takes one last drag than blows it out before he gets in himself while Andy makes his way to the front passenger seat.

"Did you leave your skateboard at the hotel? "

"Yeah..But I don't feel like skateboarding anymore." Noah replied

Daryl frowned at that, "thought you said you wanted to go"

"Ah know, just changed mah mind." he shrugs, Daryl knows what Noah is trying to do. When ever Daryl gets stressed out or an a bad mood his son would drop whatever he wanted or do in order to keep him from worrying about him. Daryl always hated when Noah did this, putting his old man first before him.

"Nah, son let's go, some fresh air will do both of us some good. " Daryl insisted

"Honestly, ah just want some dinner and watch adventure time. " Noah looked up at his dad and smiled "It's getting late anyways dad, and there's gunna be a bunch of people, and ah don't wanna be around other people. "

Daryl leaned back, checking the time on his phone, it's 6:36 and they have only eaten breakfast. "Alright you win, what you hungry for then?"

"Chinese! " Noah said out loud smiling

"Pfft, don't they eat dogs and cats? "

"So we eat squirrels and snakes back home." Noah laughs

"Ewww so you wanna eat dog is that it boy? Huh? Huh? Huh?" Daryl asks as he starts to tickle him in the stomach and all around, Noah was laughing nonstop now, trying to pull away from the tickle attack.

"Hey Andy, order us some Chinese food, one of everything." Daryl called out to Andy while kicking his seat. Once they arrived the hotel Daryl took off his sons seat belt and dragged him out of the car. "Cause tonight, we'll eat like KINGS!" Daryl easily lifted up Noah and threw him over his shoulders as they run into the hotel building while making airplane noises, all the bad memories of his childhood already leaving his mind and replacing it with sweet moments with his son.