Chapter 10

Dayna put a hand on his chest and looked at him. "I don't know." Daryl rolled his eyes at her. "That's the truth, I don't know. Yes, I should have gotten my period, but it's not that late. And I'm not showing any signs of being pregnant. So we still need to wait," she told him. "It's all I got."

"Can't you take a test?" he suggested tersely. He was nervous. That damn fucking condom had to break on them and the last thing he wanted was her to be pregnant. The risks of Dayna having the baby during this fucked up time was huge. Daryl had watched Rick literally fall apart when Lori died having Judith. Daryl knew that if anything ever happened to Dayna, it would kill him. And even if she did survive, life with a baby was difficult and if they ever had to make a run for it again it was incredibly hard with a baby that couldn't keep quiet. Any noise attracted walkers especially a crying baby.

Daryl also believed that he would completely suck at being a father. He knew nothing about what a good dad was like. He had plenty of experience of what a bad one was, as his father was the worst, but to raise a kid without messing him up actually scared him to death. And not much scared Daryl Dixon.

Dayna could tell that Daryl was on edge about this. She was too, but there was nothing they could do about it. Either she was pregnant or not and they were just going to have to wait a little longer to find out. "Daryl, we don't have any pregnancy tests. We just need to wait a little bit more to see." She could see from his hard expression that he wasn't happy. What did he expect her to do? Then it hit her, maybe it wasn't just having a kid now that was the problem, maybe he really didn't want kids ever? They had never talked about it.

"Daryl?"

"What?"

Dayna saw he was looking off to the side and not at her. "Do you want kids?"

He slowly turned to look at her. Dayna didn't recognize the look in his blue eyes. Was that fear she saw? "Not really," he answered her in a soft voice, so unlike him.

Dayna wasn't upset with him, as she knew his answer went deeper than just a "not really". Now she just had to get it out as opening up was not easy for him. She turned herself so she could look up at him and placed one hand on his bare chest. "Well, it wasn't like we were trying to get me pregnant, what happened was just an accident. I wasn't planning to have kids now…in this mess we live in, but if it happens, it happens. Before all of this, I had always thought I would eventually have a couple of kids. Do you not wants kids now or was that never?"

Daryl knew that he had to be truthful with her. He owed Dayna that. He just prayed that this didn't mess up what they had just fixed. "Never wanted kids."

She cocked her head as her fingers played with his chest hair. She kept her expression light, as she wasn't angry with him, just curious. "Why not?" She saw him look at her then look away. "Daryl, it's okay. It really is, I'm curious to know why."

He turned his head back to look at Dayna. The anger and disappointment he expected wasn't there. He immediately felt more at ease in telling her. "Not sure I would be a good dad and I never wanted to mess up a kid, like I was…am."

"I've seen you with Judith and you're great with her. Why do you think you wouldn't be a good father?"

"It's easy with lil ass kicker. It's just…I ain't never seen anything but my old man and he was one fucked up son of a bitch. I don't know what a good dad should be like. Figured I'd just mess the kid up." It was hard for him to admit that he thought he'd fail at being a dad. It was just another thing his father had screwed up for him.

Dayna just shook her head. How could he not see how wrong he was about this? "Daryl, I hate to tell you this, but you are so wrong."

His eyes narrowed and his face took on that stern look he would get when he didn't agree with what was going on. "Why am I wrong?"

"Because you're not your father," she told him. "You're not. In fact, I would bet anything that you are nothing like him."

"Damn straight," he said gruffly.

Dayna smiled at him. "Exactly, so why do you think you think that you wouldn't be a good father? You already know what not to do. Right? Look at us. We've had our problems, but we worked through them. Sure, we broke up for a while, but you never yelled at me or ever hit me. I bet your Dad would have become physical with your Mom, right?"

"The asshole only knew how to talk with his fists," Daryl admitted.

"I know you would never hit me. I am a thousand percent certain of that and I know you would never abuse a child. I don't know if you realize this, that when you pick up Judith, your face relaxes and your eyes smile. She makes you happy and I am certain without a doubt, that you would be a great dad." Dayna knew that this was Daryl not having the confidence in himself that he should have because of his father. If he just didn't want kids was one thing, but thinking he wouldn't be a good dad was a completely different story. He was so wrong about that.

Daryl stayed quiet for a while, thinking about what Dayna had said. He never thought about it that way. She was right. He would never hit her no matter what happened. He had watched his old man beat his mother more times than not. It was usually for minor shit too. He was the reason she drank, Daryl was sure of it. And he wouldn't ever hit or beat a kid, especially one of his own. He may not be a touchy-feely type of guy, but his kid would know he was there for him.

He blinked a couple times as it hit him…he could be a good father. He had never given it much thought except to figure it would be one more thing he sucked at, but Dayna was right. He could do it. And with that realization, he was able to look back over at Dayna who hadn't stopped staring at him. "How did I end up with someone as smart as you?" Daryl kissed her head and gave her a strong hug. "I could be a kid's old man and not screw it up too much, couldn't I?"

"Yes, you could," she told him with a big smile.

"But."

Dayna rolled her eyes at him, "But what?"

"The idea of having a kid, especially with you is good with me. You convinced me, but I'm not sure now is the time. Having a baby in this world is a fuckin' nightmare. I've seen what Rick went through when Lori was pregnant and then died. You didn't see him back then, he went crazy when it happened and the two of them were barely talkin' at the time. If I fuckin' lost you…I'm not sure I could handle that. These past few weeks about killed me as it was."

Daryl knew that if he lost Dayna it would change him forever. He'd probably pack up his shit and just head out on his bike and ride. He could never come back to Alexandria. It would hold too many memories for him.

Dayna's heart was filled with love at his words. He wasn't one to constantly say "I love you" even though she knew he did. This just proved it. She dropped a kiss on his chest. "I love you so much, Daryl Dixon. I agree having a baby now is kinda dicey when it comes to giving birth. At least for now, it's not something I think we should be intentionally trying for, but accidents happen, like that day in the shower. We'll just have to be careful and we still need to wait to see if I am pregnant. Then this becomes something we will have to deal with. Okay?" Daryl nodded to her that he understood. "Good, then at least we are on the same page."

"I do wish one thing," Daryl murmured into her hair.

"What's that?"

Dayna saw the smirk on his face and wondered what was going through his head. "That I had met you before all of this fuckin' shit went down, because I would love not to have to wear a rubber while trying to knock you up." He growled the last few words into her ear and sent millions of tingles throughout her body.

"We can still practice as much as you like," she purred while kissing his shoulder.

"You better fuckin' believe it." Even as they talked about her being pregnant and as serious as that was, Daryl never stopped thinking about her naked body against him. One of her breasts had been visible to him the entire time and that was one of the reasons he was hard again for her. The Daryl Dixon that never had sex for years now thought about it all the damn time. He worried that he may be too much for Dayna, but she was just as into it as he was…sometimes more.

Dayna stopped kissing his shoulder and looked up at Daryl with eyes that told him exactly what she wanted…she wanted him. He crushed his mouth to hers, in a long hard kiss. It was hot and possessive and she was never to doubt who she belonged to. It was him and it would always be him.

He ground his pelvis against hers showing Dayna how hard he was for her. She moaned her approval as she threaded her fingers through his hair. But suddenly she pulled back. "Stop."

"Fuckin' why?" he groaned as he kissed her neck.

"All that talk of babies and condoms …do you have any more with you? I don't have any here," she told him.

Daryl stopped kissing Dayna and looked up at her. His frustration was all over his face. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he groaned. "I gotta go get some."

"Thanks, babe," Dayna said dropping a kiss on his nose.

"Be right back and I mean right back!" Daryl jumped out of bed and threw on his pants without anything underneath them. He slipped his arms into his shirt and shoved his feet into his boots and was out the door. Dayna started to giggle. It was so obvious what was going on if anyone saw him. Daryl was never that 'undone' in public.

Daryl raced down the stairs and out the front door, trying to button his shirt as he ran, but it wasn't working, so he gave up on it. At least he got his pants zipped as he had been in danger of flopping out of them and that would have been way too embarrassing. He sped through the front door of his house and ignored someone calling out to him.

Once he made it to his room, he opened the nightstand drawer where they kept the condoms, but he pulled it out too fast and much too far, and he watched as it dropped to the floor scattering its contents everywhere. "God damn, motherfucking piece of shit!" he yelled as he searched for the right box. Daryl finally saw it sticking out from under the bed. He grabbed the condoms and was out the door instantly.

Rick was in the living room quietly playing with his daughter when Daryl literally flew by him in a blur. He automatically knew that it wasn't a panicked run, but a man with a purpose. He called out to him, but Daryl ignored him. Carol had been in the kitchen getting a drink when she heard someone blow by her. She turned and gave Rick a quizzical look and he simply shrugged his shoulders.

The pounding of feet on the stairs let them know that Daryl was on his way back through. Rick tried calling out to him again, but all Daryl did was show him the box in his hand and kept on running by. Rick burst out laughing. The screen door slammed behind him, but Daryl stopped short on the porch and ran back inside.

He was trying to catch his breath as said to rick, "How's she doing?"

"Good, much better."

Daryl nodded to him and dashed back out the door. Carol still stood confused in the kitchen. "What was that all about?" she asked.

"Apparently he needed condoms…in a hurry," Rick laughed.

A big smile came across Carol's face. "I guess he and Dayna have worked everything out."

"Oh, I say they have, he was all over her in the infirmary."

"Daryl? Our Daryl who doesn't like to show any affection?" asked a shocked Carol.

"I'm sure they didn't expect me to walk out of Judith's room, but yeah…it was very obvious they forgot where they were." Rick was very happy for his friend. Daryl had been alone for as long as Rick had known him and never shown any interest in anyone until Dayna. Those two definitely belonged together.

Daryl raced back into Dayna's room and was stripping before the door even slammed closed. Dayna just started to laugh uncontrollably in bed. He was so damn adorable in his haste. Dayna doubted anyone had every used that word to describe him before, but he was.

He tossed the box at her while he wrestled his boots off. "You won't be laughing in a minute," he growled at her.

"Promises! Promises!" she giggled.

Daryl stood before her completely naked and fully aroused. "That ain't no promise"' he told her his voice deeper than normal. "That be a fact." He stalked over to the bed and lay down next to Dayna. "Now where were we?"

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A/N - Thank you for reading Blindsided. Now, that we got through the two of them messing things up, but finally fixing it so that they can be together again, the big question of the moment is - Is Dayna pregnant?

Thank you for the comments, especially Miss October who never fails to leave me one. I love to hear what you all think. Big stuff coming up and not just about the possible pregnancy. You're going to love it!

Walker Witch (Lori)