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" Well that was weird." Jillian called after she shut the front door. Daryl was still sitting at the dining room table frowning. " Daryl, come and lay down with me." He heard her call as she walked down the hallway.

He pushed away from the table and went into the kitchen. She was walking to the couch. She grabbed the remote off the TV and turned it on. They didn't have cable but the house had tons of movies. She set the remote back down and laid down on the couch, under the blanket. He walked across the great room as she looked up at him.

" Movie?" She asked. He sighed as he walked over to the DVD stand.

" What'd you want, Babe?" He asked.

" I don't care, I'm going to sleep anyway." She asked. He picked out one of his favorites, Boondock Saints ( Yeah, I just did that), and put it in the DVD player.

" Why are we watchin a movie if you're gonna sleep?" He asked as he started towards the couch.

" Because I want you to sit with me." She said. He smiled slightly as he grabbed her legs. He picked them up enough so he could sit beside her. He started rubbing her legs. " What are we watching?"

" Boondock Saints. It's my favorite movie. Murphy kicks ass ( Yeah, I did it again)." He said. She smiled and settled farther into the couch. " I don't want you goin anywhere in the town alone, not til I talk to the other guys."

" You're going to talk to the other guys, really? Like you're going to get their thoughts about what the major said?" She asked, pretending to be shocked. Daryl smirked but didn't look away from the TV.

" Shut it, woman." He said, making her laugh.

" I love it when you call me that." She said as she closed her eyes.

It was 15 minutes into the movie when he noticed she was sleeping. He was glad because he realized he didn't want her watching the movie. The guy who played Murphy was a good looking guy ( once again, I just did that) and he didn't want her lusting after anyone else but him. He couldn't help but feel a little in insecure being with her. He watched her as she slept. She was too pretty to be with a man like him. He sighed and he twisted his fingers into her hair. He still didn't understand why she wanted him but he felt good about it. A knock came to front door so Daryl tucked the blankets around her tightly before he stood up and went to answer it.

He walked through the great room and down the hallway to the door. He looked out the small windows that lined each side of the door and was surprised to see Andrea, Dale and Rick standing there. He opened the door and moved to the side to welcome them in. He told them Jillian was sleep so they went into the dining room and sat around the table to talk.

" So what do we think about the major?" Rick said. He was sitting beside Daryl, Dale and Andrea were sitting across from them. Dale took his hat off and ran his hand through his hair then put it back on.

" Well, he made a few comments about Andrea and I having children, even though we told him we were not a couple. For goodness sakes, I'm old enough to be Andrea's father and I'm far too old to be having children." He said. Daryl was leaning forward in the chair with his arms on the table, hands linked together.

" He said the same to Lori and I. He asked us if we wanted to have more children." Rick said.

" Said as much to Jill and me. Told me if I couldn't get her pregnant the soldiers would do it and let me raise the kid." Daryl said.

" You've got to be kidding me." Andrea said. Rick laughed slightly.

" I can't image what you wanted to do to him." Rick said. Daryl couldn't help but smile. " When he gets to know you better he will think twice about saying anything about Jilly and another man."

" So what do we think?" Andrea said. " Why do you think he is pushing us all having kids?"

" I think he wants to build a future army or somthing." Daryl said. Dale started rubbing the scruff on his chin.

" I think the same thing as Daryl. He made mention that they were training children to kill walkers and how to raid towns. I understand that the world is different and that maybe children need to know those things, but he talked like he wanted to make a personal army, like all they would be learning is how to kill so he can take over the world." Dale said.

" Well, I think, and not that I really need to say it but, we all need to take the extra steps to not either get pregnant or get our wives pregnant." Rick said. Andrea held her hands up.

" You don't have to worry about me. I'm not looking to meet a man or have a baby." She said.

" Jill and I agreed, we ain't gonna be havin babies anytime soon." Daryl said. Dale smiled at him.

" Now that does kind of surprise me. Jillian's young, you're both young, and both of you are completely head of heels for each other. Someone only has to spend five minutes with you two to know that. I thought you would settle in and start popping out babies right away." He said. Daryl shook his head.

" World ain't right for kids, we both know that. We just want to spend time with each other for a while." Daryl said. They were all surprised at how easy Daryl was talking to them about him and Jillian. He never talked so nice to them and had always kept things between them, between them. It wasn't a secret that Daryl didn't like to talk about their relationship.

" I think Lori and I are going to take Carl into town tonight. I want to have a look around." Rick said.

" Maybe we should all do that. There is a diner in town, maybe we should meet there for dinner tonight." Dale said.

" I'll talk to Jilly, she's pretty hung over. If she feels like eatin tonight, we'll go to the diner." Daryl said.

After everyone left, Daryl checked on her then went upstairs and gathered up their clothes. He brought them all to the basement where the laundry room was. He wanted to wash them right since they had been washing them in the lake. He sorted them quickly and started the laundry. He smirked to himself. She was going to be surprised when she found out he had washed everything. When she got up, he was going to make her some of the chicken noodle soup he had seen in the kitchen then draw her bath. He liked taking care of her and that surprised him. He never like guys that seem whipped by their women, guys that cooked or cleaned because he had always felt that was a woman's job. Now here he was, washing their clothes, planning their lunch and getting ready to make her a bath. He laughed at himself.