Month Four: Hormonal Hurricane
Daryl sliced the walker's head off. Anything that didn't kill him better run. He was starting to get extremely annoyed. Then he heard some sniffling behind him "Beth, I swear..." he said, starting to once again get annoyed. "Why would you kill it?!" she asked, her eyes starting to water. Daryl face palmed. "Beth, please go back inside." he begged. Daryl knew she would get hormonal eventually, but he didn't know it would be this annoying. Now Beth couldn't stand dead bodies. "Why don't you want me here?" she asked, starting to get upset again. "I do. I just don't want you cryin' all over my shoulder like this." he replied. He soon knew that he had made a mistake, because Beth started to cry again. Daryl was getting a headache.
Month Five: Silence (Finally)
Beth slept most of the day, and ate mostly in bed, so Daryl finally had some time to prepare for the baby, and relax. After he had moved the cradle into the baby's room, he decided to try and read a book. It was too quiet, and boring. Then he tried to sleep on the couch. He couldn't. He climbed up the stairs, and walked into their bedroom. Beth was still sleeping. Daryl knelt down by her, and started stroking her hair, she smiled. He climbed in to bed with Beth, and wrapped one arm around her stomach, he needed Beth to feel safe, to feel whole. Then they fell asleep.
Month Six: Baby Names
"I still think ass kicker is a good name for a boy, and little bitch for a girl." Daryl argued. Beth shot Daryl a look "Daryl. Seriously, what do you want to name our kid?" Daryl sighed, "You're right, I was being completely irrational. It doesn't matter if its a boy or a girl, we can name it ass kicker or little bitch. I was acting so stereotypical." Beth was really starting to get mad, "Daryl, please? Just please help me with the names." she begged. She had the puppy dog eyes. He couldn't resist the puppy dog eyes. "I like your idea of Ellie and Drake." he said, and he actually did like the idea of Ellie and Drake. "But ass kicker is better…" he let out slowly. Beth gave up, this was impossible.