After the firing squad, Hershel's disappearance, the rescue and failed surgery on the young boy Rick and Glenn had found, his burial, Beth's shock and suicide attempt Carol was done. Earlier she had gone to Lori, asked her if she minded watching Sophia for the night. With an odd smile Lori had agreed, and Rick had traded watches so Daryl had the night off. Tonight was the night.

Sex with Ed had been something to fear, something that was never good. Even in the beginning of the relationship, she hadn't been attracted to Ed, and Ed never cared wither Carol received pleasure or not. But Ed was gone, and Daryl was here now. And oh boy was she attracted to Daryl. From his sandy hair, to his dark blue eyes, to his well built body, to his tattoos… the list went on. Carol wanted Daryl and she knew Daryl wanted her as well.

As he came into the tent that night, he looked to her. "Where's Chipmunk?"

Carol giggled at the nickname. "Spending the night with Lori and Carl. I thought we should get some alone time."

Daryl smiled, lightly kissed her, and then frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Ain't had a chance to go on a run yet. Ain't got any…. Protection."

"Don't worry about that. After Sophia, I had a miscarriage, almost killed me. The doctor's said the damage done was severe, making my chances of getting pregnant again next to nothing, even with modern fertility treatments."

Daryl looked at her. He knew what had happened. Same thing happened with his mom.

"I'm sorry."

"Me too. I know you are being over whelmed, being thrown into fatherhood, but you're doing so well. Sophia adores you, trusts you. She's never had that before. I just wish, well I wish she was yours. I wish I could give you a child of your own, if this world wasn't like this."

Daryl reached over, hugging her close.

"I love you. I love Sophia. We can't have a kid that's fine. We already got her."

Carol smiled up at him, kissing him deeply. They kissed for several minutes, touching and holding each other. Daryl pulled away just as things were getting going.

"Just ta be clear, no condoms?"

Carol laughed. "Nope, no condoms."

With that Daryl smirked, and pounced.

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As they lay recovering once again, hours later Daryl spoke up. "damn woman, ya know what ya's doing I'll give ya that!"

Carol laughed and pulled him down for a kiss. "Not bad yourself Mr. Dixon."

Daryl smirked "never been called Mr. Dixon before. Sounds pretty damn odd."

Carol turned on her side looking at him. "Thank you Daryl, for everything. For protecting us, watching out for us, thank you. And thank you for being who you are."

Daryl turned to match her body position and grabbed her hands. He had something he wanted to say but knew he was going to have troubles finding the words.

"Carol, I got something to say, and no matter how I say it its gonna come out wrong."

Carol looked into his eyes "what is it?"

Daryl looked at her then down at their hands, and back up. "Wanna by Mrs. Dixon?"

Carol looked stunned for a moment, then her face lit up as she grabbed him and kissed him. Happy with her reaction, Daryl laughed and rolled them over, the two wrestling until Carol ended up on top, straddling him.

"Yes, yes I'll be Mrs. Dixon!"

Daryl laughed, then said "Gotta get ya a ring, next run into town, and also wanna get Chipmunk something."

Carol smiled down on him. "she would love that!"

Daryl smirked saying "see I can do this dad thing, just gotta keep getting my girls shiny things!"

Carol laughed and kissed him, and they spent the rest of the night celebrating.