I know a lot of you want the Dixons back with the group and they will be. There was just some stuff and things that I thought would be easier to deal with in Woodbury. I wanted to know if you lot would like to see Dale live or die, I have ideas for both and I'm stuck on which way to go, so I thought I'd see if my readers could help. Dino-SOAR, Lilone1776, loveorpain, momoXvolturi, nerdsdoitbetter thank you for taking time to review.

Chapter 11.

Daryl had been in bed for a couple of days, he was becoming restless. He hadn't seen Izzy since he first arrived so he decided he would go and find her.

Daryl pulled himself out of bed and started to put on his shirt, the stitches on his side started to pull. Doctor Stevens entered the room and rushed towards the struggling Dixon.

"No, no, no you should be resting." She tried to guide Daryl to the bed.

He pushed himself away from the Doctor.

"Get off woman." Daryl snarled through a mixture of pain and annoyance. "I'm fine."

"Daryl Thaddeus Dixon, do not be so rude to poor Doctor Stevens." Izzy's voice made Daryl turn towards the door.

"Thaddeus?" Daryl questioned Izzy's choice of middle name. "I don't have a middle name, but if I did it sure as hell wouldn't be Thaddeus."

Izzy limped into the room she nodded towards the door signalling for Doctor Stevens to leave.

"Well how about Darla? You know because you're acting like a girl."

Izzy walked over to Daryl and started to button up his shirt. Every so often her hand would brush against his skin, Daryl liked it.

Izzy finished buttoning his shirt she rested her hand on his cheek, rubbing her thumb over Daryl's stubble she smiled at him.

"I'm sorry for getting you hurt." Izzy whispered softly.

Daryl took Izzy's hand off his cheek. He wove her fingers between his own.

"Iz, I'd do it again." Daryl placed his hand on her stomach.

Daryl felt the need to press his lips against hers. He wanted to taste Izzy and feel her soft hands upon his body.

"I have something for you." Izzy placed her hand in her pocket and presented Daryl with a pair of scissors and a comb. "Haircut."

Daryl scrunched up his face in a childlike manner. Izzy ignored the man-child in front of her. She limped over to a chair and pointed to it.

"Sit."

Daryl walked over to the chair and sat down. Izzy started to trim his shaggy hair. Daryl closed his eyes and let Izzy's scent and touch wash over him. He felt Izzy move around him, snipping at the hair around his ears.

"Where the hell did you get this shit from anyway?" Daryl asked sourly.

Izzy moved in front of Daryl she positioned herself in-between his legs and stared cutting again.

"A woman named Karen, apparently her and Merle had a thing going on before I got here."

Daryl's eyes shot open, he ended up staring down Izzy's top as she was bent down sorting out the front of his hair.

"She told you that?" Daryl asked, his eyes glued on the view.

Daryl found himself wanting to grab Izzy. He wanted to run his hands over her body and burry his face in her ample breast.

"Yeah, I think she has a crush on Merle. She only told me because she thought I should know." Izzy brushed the hair off Daryl's face. "Personally I think she's trying to cause trouble."

Daryl felt a pang on guilt, he hoped it would to. He knew Izzy would seek comfort in him if she and Merle started to fight.

"Is it going to?"

Izzy smiled. "No. Merle can forgive me for being with you then I need to show the same forgiveness."

Izzy face was now dangerously close to Daryl's.

"Yeah but we didn't screw each other." Daryl moved his face closer to Izzy's, he felt like her lips were magnets pulling him towards her.

"No, but I would have." Izzy looked deep into Daryl's eyes. "If you would have wanted me, I would have done whatever you asked."

Daryl placed his hands on Izzy's face.

"I wanted you Iz." Daryl's closed his eyes his lips now hovering dangerously close to her own. "I wanted you and the baby more than you know."

"Well I do hope I'm not interrupting anything." The Governor's voice made Izzy stand quickly.

Daryl stood up, he moved himself in front of Izzy.

"Just gettin a haircut."

The Governor raised an eyebrow at Izzy. "I see. I'm glad your both here you see Merle and I have had a discussion."

The Governor moved forward, Daryl took a step back shielding Izzy protectively behind him.

"And." Daryl's eyes narrowed.

"You all want to leave, that's understandable but I have suggested that you stay here, at least until you're all fit to travel."

The words seemed honest enough but Daryl felt uneasy.

"And if we say no."

The Governor smiled. "Then I'll let you go. I'm not keeping anyone prisoner here."

Daryl nodded. "We need to talk about it."

"I understand completely." The Governor tilted his head. "It would just be a shame if you left and Izzy was to get hurt."

To anyone else this comment would sound like genuine concern from a kind man. To Izzy that's exactly what it sounded like but Daryl knew better. He had been around men like this his whole life and he knew a threat when he heard one.

Merle had been busy packing for the journey. He had started to steal medical supplies and food; he hid them in a large bag under his clothes.

Merle knew The Governor would let them leave, he didn't want to look like he was keeping people against their will, but Merle knew as soon as they left his group would be hunted down by The Governor's men. He was fine with that, both he and Daryl could take them on. Merle was more concerned about Izzy. He wanted her to have the baby before leaving. A baby may cry and draw attention but Izzy would be slower if she was heavily pregnant, and Daryl and Merle could find a safe place to leave Izzy and the baby for a few hours if they needed.

Merle picked up a bag off the floor and pulled out a large length of fabric that was decorated with tiny deers and rabbits. He placed it on the bed and smiled.

Izzy walked into the room with Daryl behind her, the couple were bickering.

"What's goin on?" Merle pulled Izzy to him, he kissed her.

The kiss had more to do with Merle marking his territory. He wanted to show Daryl Izzy was his and his only.

Izzy placed her hands on Merle's chest. "Daryl says I can't sing to the baby."

Merle laughed, he had heard Izzy sing before, it wasn't pretty.

"And he's right." Izzy pouted. "Come on baby don't pout I got you somethin'."

Merle picked up the fabric on the bed and handed it to Izzy. Daryl moved to Izzy's side and looked at the material in confusion.

"What's that?"

Izzy smiled. "It's a Bjorn."

The explanation hadn't helped Daryl. "A what?"

"A baby carrier." Izzy looped the fabric around her body. "See. The baby goes in here like a hammock and I have my hands free."

Daryl smiled. "Bjorn, why not call it what it is baby hammock."

Izzy kissed Merle on the cheek, she was truly ecstatic with the gift.

"And it's got Bambi and Thumper on it. Where did you get it?"

"One of the old lady's made it when they found out you were here." Merle wrapped his arms around Izzy, Daryl fought the jealousy. "We got hundreds of booties and hats."

"I should thank them." Izzy snuggled deeper into Merle's body.

Merle's hand slipped down Izzy's back, he grabbed her butt.

"Merle!" Izzy shrieked and giggled.

"What?" Merle asked innocently.

Daryl rolled his eyes. He didn't want to be around his brother touching up Izzy.

"You got any cigarettes?" Daryl asked Merle.

Merle pulled a pack out of his pocket.

"I'll come with you. I need to talk with you." Merle placed his mouth close to Izzy's ear. "And when I get back you and me can try out some stuff I read in a book."

Izzy kissed Merle's jawline. "And what book is that."

"It's all about pregnancy and there's a whole chapter dedicated to pregnancy sex."

Daryl cleared his throat. "We going or what?"

"Relax baby brother I'm just appreciating my woman." Merle let Izzy go. He walked towards the door and opened it. "Come on then."

Merle and Daryl stood outside smoking. Daryl looked across at Merle.

"So what did you want?"

Merle exhaled a cloud of smoke. "When we leave The Governor will send his men after us."

"And?" Daryl didn't care he just wanted to go.

Merle stared at his brother, his blue eyes were cold. "Are you ready to kill them if we need to."

Daryl nodded. "I'll do what needs to be done."

Merle stubbed out his cigarette. "It will be easier if we leave after the baby."

Daryl understood what Merle was saying, he didn't like it but he understood.

"Okay."

Merle patted Daryl firmly on the back.

"Well I'm going to take care of my woman so unless you want to watch, I'd stay out here. Or there's an old bar down the road, we got a drink allowance for each person and the men play cards every night."

Merle disappeared into the room. Daryl stood outside smoking. He hoped he wouldn't hear anything.

"Alright baby let's get this going." Merle's lust filled voice could be heard. Daryl thought Merle was purposely being loud just to antagonise him.

Izzy gentle mutters could be heard, Daryl smiled to himself she had such a soft voice.

"That's right baby, God you're beautiful."

Daryl knew how this went; he had sat outside the tent enough times at the quarry to know how Merle worked with Izzy. Merle would tell Izzy she was beautiful he would wind her up some how until Izzy begged for Merle inside her.

Izzy soft moans aroused Daryl. He closed his eyes imagining what it would be like if he was the one making her moan. Daryl would love to shower Izzy's body with kisses, he would love to touch her taste her.

"Merle, oh Merle." Izzy's pleasured cries were soon joined by Merle's grunts of pleasure.

Daryl ran his hands through his hair he needed a drink.

Daryl had found the bar with ease and had managed to win the drink allowance of Martinez, Shumpert and Crowley in a game of poker.

Daryl now sat by himself at the bar. The barmaid had been making eyes at him all night but Daryl had shown little interest. It wasn't that she was unattractive it was just that his mind was firmly on Izzy.

"Another drink?" The barmaid poured Daryl another tumbler of whiskey.

Daryl didn't reply he just knocked the drink back. He looked at the barmaid; she had jet black curly hair like Izzy's.

"I'm closing now honey." The barmaid smiled sweetly.

Daryl looked around, he noticing he was the only one left. The woman walked around the bar. She moved towards Daryl seductively. He looked the woman up and down. If her skirt was any shorter it could have been used as a belt and her low cut top left nothing to the imagination. Daryl snorted to himself, Izzy wouldn't dress like that.

"Unless I can get you something else." She purred.

Daryl stood up he swayed on the spot. Maybe this is what he needed to do to get Izzy out of his system.

Daryl moved close to the woman.

"Turn around placed your hands on the bar."

The woman giggled and followed Daryl's orders. He didn't want to see her face he just wanted to fuck. Daryl played with the stranger's long hair. He found himself thinking of Izzy and that morning she touched him, her soft hands caressing him. Daryl couldn't take anymore. He lifted up her short skirt and tore her panties down.

"Oh Daryl." The barmaid called out in shock.

"Shut up." Daryl growled.

It didn't even register that she knew his name but Daryl didn't know hers. Daryl pulled down his own pants and underwear in one quick motion. He bent her over the bar roughly. Daryl forcefully entered the woman making her squeal and squirm beneath him. He placed one hand on her hip his free hand entangled itself in the woman's hair. Daryl thrust inside her with as much force as he muster, he wanted to get rid of all his pent up rage and jealously. Daryl pumped harder and faster as he found himself imagining Izzy underneath him.

The body beneath him cried out in pleasure as she came. Daryl wasn't done he continued pounding away, he closed his eyes picturing Izzy's face as he let out a pleasured groan before exploding inside the dark haired woman.

"That was fantastic." The woman muttered breathlessly. By the time she turned around Daryl had already pulled up his pants and was exiting the building.

Daryl woke up on the small old sofa in Merle's apartment, his head hurt and his eyes made a scratchy noise as he tried to focus on the room around him. Daryl sat up he looked across to see Merle's slumbering form wrapped around Izzy's.

Memories of last night flooded Daryl's brain and he gave a loud of regret. Why the hell had he slept with that bar skank? Daryl's groan had woken Izzy she opened her eyes and looked at Daryl. A small sleepy smile spread across her face. He had forgotten how beautiful she was first thing in the morning.

"You got home late." Izzy yawned.

Merle stirred, he buried his head into Izzy's hair.

"Didn't really want to be here." Daryl replied rather coldly.

Daryl didn't mean to be short with Izzy but his mind automatically wanted to push her away. If he pushed her away and built his walls back up he would be able to cope with the loss of Izzy.

Izzy peeled Merle's arms from around her and slipped out of the bed. She walked over to the sofa and lowered herself down next to Daryl.

"I was thinking about what we're going to tell the group when we get back. I'm going to say that I slept with both of you."

Daryl shook his head. "You ain't."

Izzy placed her hand on Daryl's leg. "I'm not having you branded a liar."

Daryl's jaw clenched. Izzy was willing to put her reputation on the line for him.

"And I ain't havin people sayin you're a slut." Daryl replied firmly. "What's Merle going to think?"

"Merle don't care." Merle replied sleepily from the bed. "If anyone says somethin I'll knock their teeth out."

Izzy patted Daryl's leg. "Well that's settled. I'll make breakfast."

Merle yawned he sat up and ran his hand over his face.

"You have a good night then baby brother?"

Daryl shrugged he just wanted to forget last night ever existed. He lay back down on the sofa feeling sorry for himself.

Merle jumped out of bed and pulled on his pants, he walked over to Izzy and wrapped his arms around her resting his hand on her large stomach.

"I'd forgotten how good you taste." Merle kissed Izzy's neck.

Izzy giggled like a school girl. "Get off. Or there will be no breakfast."

Merle placed his chin on Izzy's shoulder. He gave a small playful pout.

"Fine but you know the book says, that having sex can start labour." He rubbed his hands in circular motions over Izzy's swollen stomach. "And the quicker Junior is out the quicker we can leave."

Izzy slipped out of Merle's grip. She looked over at Daryl his eyes were locked on the flirting couple. Izzy could see he was uncomfortable and that was the last thing Izzy wanted.

"Why don't you and Daryl go for a walk? I think he has a hangover and kitchen noise isn't going to help that."

Merle turned to face Daryl, he nodded towards the door.

"Comin'?"

Daryl stood up he followed his brother like a faithful dog out of the apartment.

Merle had taken the short walk to show Daryl around Woodbury. Daryl didn't understand why he was doing this as they weren't planning on staying long. The tour ended with the main gate where Martinez stood on watch.

"Hey there he is. Merle you could have warned us your brother can play cards as well as you."

"He's my brother; I taught him everythin' I know."

Martinez smirked as he leant his body against the wall.

"Well I'm sure Lydia would agree with that."

Merle looked over at his brother.

"You get lucky last night boy?"

Merle was hoping the answer was no. When he first arrived in Woodbury he would spend his nights in the small bar drinking to forget. The problem was the barmaid at a distance and when he was drunk could be mistaken for Izzy. Merle used the poor woman trying to relive his sexual encounter with Izzy through her. Merle knew if Daryl slept with Lydia it was because his brother was trying to fight his feelings for Izzy. Daryl started to chew his finger nails, he tried to avoid Merle's icy glare.

"Don't remember."

Martinez adjusted his baseball cap. "Well Lydia remembers."

Daryl became very aware of his brother standing next to him. Did Merle know why Daryl had slept with the stranger at the bar?

The Governor joined the men at the wall adding more tension to the situation.

"Just the men I was looking for." The Governor wore his fake smile. "Daryl, since you seem to be recovering rather quickly, I was wondering if you would mind taking watch duty at some-point? I know you don't intend on staying here long but while your here we could do with the help."

Daryl was unsure on what to say. He didn't trust this man but the people who lived in Woodbury seemed innocent people.

"He'd love to do it. Wouldn't you baby brother?" Merle answered for Daryl.

"Sure." Daryl mumbled.

"Well on behalf of myself and the people of Woodbury, thank you."

Daryl turned his head in Merle's direction.

"We should be gettin' back, Izzy will be waitin'."

The Governor watched the men walk down the streets. Martinez jumped down off the wall landing next to him.

"You think they'll stay?"

"Merle will. Izzy more than likely. Daryl will probably leave."

Martinez was confused by how sure The Governor was.

"How do you know?"

The Governor smile grew. "Because guilt will tear them apart."

Martinez chewed on his bottom lip. "And if they want to leave?"

The Governor's smile didn't drop. "Well I'm not going to keep them prisoner it would make me seem like a dictator to the citizens, but if they leave they become a threat, and you know how I cope with threats."

Martinez knew all too well. As soon as the group left The Governor would send a team to dispose of them. Martinez hoped he wasn't on that team. He wouldn't want to be up against two Dixons protecting their family.