Carol sighed, what the hell was she thinking. Daryl was naked at pressed into her back. She had her PJ's on but his hands were slowly creeping to her fun bits. One hand was trying to find the gap between her top and bottom. Her stomach was a mess and she didn't want him to feel it. There was no magic rubbing cream or anything that would cover that mess up of three babies doing damage to her young body. It was one of the reason's she never really dated, she'd tried once but when he saw it he wasn't that interested. She was only 32 but she couldn't bring herself to let anyone see or touch it.
'Daryl stop, I'm not sleeping with you,' She was really having a hard time with actually saying no to him.
She really really wanted to say yes, there was still something about him that she was attracted too. He was cocky and arrogant, but she could see through that to the man that was underneath, it was like unwrapping a present to seeing what was inside. She just couldn't bring herself to do that. She had her job to think about, the boys also... Michonne was already being converted by one of the Dixon brothers, they didn't need two on the force doing that. Maybe that was their plan. Carol had too many thoughts running around here head. The first one was to stop him touching her stomach.
'Not thinking about sleeping,' he mumbled into her neck. He was kissing her neck and giving her goose bumps down her arms, she shivered a little and he gave a low chuckle that nearly made her say yes! Roll onto her back and let him touch her any way he wanted too.
'Or sex, back off, the only reason I'm not dragging you out of here is because you wouldn't go quietly and you would wake...'
'Wake your kid?'
'Yes,'
'Can we just make out a little?'
'Christ Daryl, why don't you go find someone else if you wanna get laid! It's not going to be me ok,' she gave him a nudge to back off, he wasn't going to push it, he wasn't that type of man that made someone have sex with him. He put his hand behind his head and stared at the roof wondering if he should really go now because it was even more awkward now. He really did think she would cave and sleep with him.
As Daryl huffed and rolled away lying on his back, she missed his warmth on her back, 'You can hold me though?' She asked him thinking she might be pushing it a little, she could tell he wanted her because his dick had just been hard pushed up against her back. His kisses to the back of her neck nearly made her lose her mind. All the time she had to remind herself who he was, he was one of the most powerful men in the area, one word from him he could make her life a living hell.
He rolled back, slung his arm across her and spooned her. He sighed into her neck, she could tell he was sniffing her and trying to get as close as possible to her to try get some sort of friction on his dick, she moved her butt a little and it was sitting just above her arse crack. She knew if he wanted too he could over power her, she trusted him that he wouldn't force anything she didn't want to. She felt his hand come up and tread his fingers through hers, he sighed again.
'Look I'm sorry ok... I was 16,' he mumbled into her neck, she knew he was talking about getting her pregnant and running away from her.
'Its fine! Just... I can't talk about it,'
'I'm sorry I run off like a fucken arse, I got frighten'd of ya old man, then... when I come back he said you lost it... he pointed his gun and me and told me to go...' Carol stiffened in his arms, 'I just hope me running off didn't cause it, cos ... I mean... we were ... well we were...'
'He told you I lost it?' Carol turned her head a little trying to see if he was lying, she could just make out his face.
'Yeah, pulled his gun on me, I come a couple of times, then you got transfered,'
There was scilence for a very long time, Daryl thought she had gone to sleep but he could tell by the way she was holding herself that she was still awake. She was just lying there and the quiet was getting more and more strained by the second.
'I didn't lose it Daryl... I adopted,'
'You had it? What? ... he told me... Fucken Hell... Babe I'm sorry,' Daryl pulled her to him, he was lying there thinking about she actually had the baby and went through it alone. He had all these thoughts racing through his head he couldn't believe she actually had his baby, he had a kid out there somewhere, now she had someone elses and his was gone. He wanted to ask all these questions.
'Its ok,' Carol rolled onto her back then to her side and into Dar'yl, 'I thought you just left me,'
'I did... I suppose, I was a kid back then... he told me you'd lost it, he was ranting and waving his gun... I just ran again,' Daryl was pinging with nervous energy, 'So what was it... boy or girl? Was it a closed adoption?' Daryl had lots of questions.
'Ok it was open, you really didn't know?'
'You think I wouldn't have kept trying if I though you were having my baby? I thought it was gone, you were gone, I hung around... fuck... we hung around this area, I kinda hoped you would come looking for me,'
'I did,... come looking for you,'
'Sorry my brain is going to fast right now, boy or girl,'
'Come with me, put pants on,'
Carol averted her eyes while he pulled on his jeans and tee shirt, Daryl looked at her wondering what the hell they were doing. She reached out touching his face, his eye. He'd been fighting, she didn't know if this was a good idea or not but he would find out soon enough if he kept climbing in her window. She held her finger to her lips and they walked slowly out of her bedroom, she pushed the door open to the boys room.
'Your son's,' she whispered to him.
He stood there in shock, run his hands through his hair, stepped inside looking at the beds, 'how many are there?'
'3, triplets, Mitch, Daniel and Nathan,' Carol whispered. She pointed to their sleeping forms in the bed, she was thankful they were all asleep and she didn't have to try explain why there was a strange man in their room looking at them while they slept.
Daryl nodded and backed out of the room and went to grab his jacket, boots and was gone out the front door, he hadnt shut it behind him. She took that as a indication he was coming back. She looked out, he was sitting out on the fence smoking, she could tell he was smoking a joint by the way he was holding it and the smell that was drifting into the house. She sighed thinking she should really bust his arse for smoking that.
'You know that's illigal,' She walked up towards him had put her shoes on and had a jacket pulled around herself. He looked confused and upset she couldn't blame him really, he looked like he had a lot to say, 'I'm a cop remember,'
'I know them, they busted up my shop twice in two days fighting,' Daryl muttered, 'Mitch got ... he's got scars Carol, your old man used to beat him because I was his dad,'
'What? Wait, how do you know them?'
'Mitch... done this,' he indicated to his eye, 'Nathan busted up my computer and Daniel ... Fuck!' Daryl walked out onto the road, he took another puff looking back at her, 'I'm run a fucken gang, I ain't no one's Daddy, I can't ... if people find out they are mine, I've got a lot of enemies Carol, I've done some shit,'
'Ok, I didn't ask you too,' Carol looked at him, 'I shouldn't have told you, ... what sort of stuff have you done?'
'I need to think... you can't just throw this at me and expect me... Fuck!... Carol I gotta go, I promise I'ma coming back when I get my head straight, do you need money or something?'
'I've got money, its ok, I've only had custody of them a month,' Carol wrapped her arms around herself again.
'I'll get you some ... I don't know ... food? Boys eat a lot right... Carol I can't do this right now, give me a day to think a little ok?'
She just nodded, she'd had 15 years of thinking she couldn't expect him to be ok with everything in a few minutes of knowing.
She watched him as he went down to his bike, she could see he was debating about riding it of not, in the end he just pocketed the keys and walked not looking back at her. Carol watched him go, hoping he would be true to his word about coming back, she was just pleased he wasn't running like he did when he was 16.
She was also pleased the boys didn't know who he was. She was also going to have to talk to them about why they had been in Daryl's shop not once but twice and lied to her about it. It was going to be a bumpy ride, she was also wary he was in a gang. She was just pleased she had the next day off work she probably wasn't going to get much sleep tonight.
45 minutes later she glanced at her clock again, it was midnight she sighed and rolled over trying to go to sleep, it wasn't coming then she heard a tapping at her window, she pulled open the curtain and he was standing there. His eyes were slit, he was stoned but he was there, she opened the window and let him in. He sat on the bed and pulled off his shoes, chucked his pants on the floor along with his tee shirt. He just climbed into the bed like he had been invited in.
'Come on, none of us are gonna sleep otherwise,' he grumbled, Carol climbed in beside him, rolled into him and pulled his face down and kissed him. He'd made his decision she could tell, 'We will work it out, somehow, ain't walking out on my kids, it will work somehow, we might need to go into the witness protection program or something,' he mumbled kissing her lips again and he was out like a light asleep.