"Could we just get it over with here?" Hershel went wide eyed as he glanced to Daryl and noticed he was just as shocked as he was. Nodding Hershel continued getting his things and went out of the room, leaving Trixie to walk around the bed and over to the other side to get ready.

"Why?"

"Why are we doing this? We have to make sure its alright."

"No, why are you doing it in here?"

"Oh well why not?" Daryl glanced at her from over his shoulder as Hershel walked back in and around the bed towards Trixie with gloves and a small silver tool that looked like forceps.

"What the hell is that?" Daryl rolled now, Hershel frowning at him as he motioned for him to be quite and then glanced to Trixie.

"You ready?"

"As I'll ever be. Cant be as bad on the third time right?" Trixie smiled as Hershel handed her the silver tool, she eyed Daryl as if she was sorry before she put the tool into her mouth and bit down on it. Daryl watched, confused as Trixie laid back on the bed and Hershel pulled the covers over her lower half. As Trixie put her arms over her face Hershel put his hand under the blanket cover and his other hand on her lower stomach above the covers. As he pushed his fingers around inside of her and felt for her cervix she bit onto the silver tool hard, gripping her own arms as Hershel hushed her and pushed down on her lower stomach.

"Its still closed, about five degrees back. I belive its taking rather well. You have no more swelling, no more blood, and I belive that you are going to carry pretty high during the pregnancy. It already seems as if its taken to your uterus at a higher lever than usual. All in all no damage." Hershel pulled his hand out, minimal blood on his glove, as Trixie pulled the silver tool out of her mouth and sighed.

"Thank god. When are we doing this again?"

"Oh well if you start to bleed again or have some kind or problem we will do it then. If not, id say in about two weeks. By that time I might be able to feel the uterus closing and we will know we are out fo the woods." Trixie sighed as she relaxed against the bed and smiled. Hershel glanced to Daryl before he took the silver tool and his gloves and left the room, letting Trixie get her underwear and jeans back up without being embarrassed and letting her have time to explain what the hell that thing was as Daryl put it.

"This happen every time?" Trixie glanced to Daryl as he watched her from the bed and she nodded.

"When he has to check me he has to feel. Ir hurts, no opener like a real OBGYN would use, so I have to bite down as he pushed around."

"On that!"

"Well, we tried a rag but I gaged on the cloth feel. Then Rick suggested the but of his knife but the leather didn't do good either. Silver doesnt taste as bad and Hershel says the clamps there wount break my teeth."

"Why not just bite your own hand?"

"Really Daryl? Next time ill use your hand and you can see why not. I about bit a chunk out of my own hand before Maggie suggested a rag the first time." Trixie grinned as she shook her head and Daryl nodded as if he understood. When Trixie got up off the bed and walked to the door Daryl looked to her before grabbing her hand and making her stop.

"Where are you going?"

"To get us dinner. And check on Andrea. Shes got to be worried about you. I know she didn't mean it." Daryl nodded before he pulled her down to him and gripped the back of her neck as he kissed her. She smiled as she held his face in her hands and kissed him back before lightly running her finger over his new stitches.

"Watch it woman. Wounded here." Trixie chuckled as she kissed him on the temple and nodded before she walked out, shutting the door behind her and going to find Andrea. She was outside on the front porch and as Trixie passed the kitchen she noticed everyone in there cooking dinner. She smiled as she walked out the front door, scaring Andrea and making her jump, but smiling as well when Trixie smiled to her.

"I am so sorry! I cant…I mean…how is he!"

"Hes fine Andrea, just a bit worse then he was when he left. He stuck himself with his own arrow, but other than that hes fine."

"Hes not fine though, I shot Daryl!"

"Hey don't be to hard on yourself, weve all wanted to shoot Daryl." Trixie smiled to Dale as he came up behind Andrea and actually got her to smile. Trixie nodded as she leaned into Andrea and whispered.

"sometimes, I wanted to shoot him twice." Andrea chuckled this time as she shook her head and Lori called them all to dinner. Trixie walked in with Andrea and fixed her a plate before getting one for Daryl but Shane stopped her, motioning towards the hall, and saying Carol had already got him one. Trixie nodded as she walked back to her room and saw the door cracked a bit and Carols back at it as she talked with Daryl.

"I brought you some dinner, you must be starving." Daryl glanced to the food that Carol has sat on the table on the other side of the bed and nodded to it. Carol nodded as se glanced dow to Daryl laying in the bed and frowned. Leaning over him Trixie watched as Carol kissed Daryl on his forehead and he sort of flinched. Smiling to herself, Trixie knew Daryl wasn't one for much lovey dovey if it wasn't her, she watched as Carol chuckled a bit before Daryl glanced up to her.

"Watch out, I got stitches." Caro laughed a bit at this, Trixie almost laughed to before Carol sighed and started to play with the edge of their sheets.

"You need to know something. You did more for my little girl today than her own daddy ever did in his whole life."

"I didn't do anything Rick or Shane wouldn't have done."

"I know. Youre every bit as good as them." Daryl shook his head as he pulled the covers over his back, Trixie frowned when she noticed you could vaguely se his scars, and when Carol glanced down to his back she faltered in her steps before Trixie knocked on the door, grabbing her attention and looking dead at her with a 'don't say a word' look.

"Hey, I was going to grab that for him, you didn't have to but thanks. Andreas shook up about shooting him. Wanted to make sure she was ok."

"Ok its fine, nothing that took too much time. Hes worth it too."

"Hey, we will find her ok? Don't worry about that." Carol smiled as she hugged Trixie once, lightly touched her stomach and chuckled before leaving her to close the door and sit on the bed beside Daryl. He grinned as he turned on his back and looked at her holding her dinner plate.

"You alright?"

"Im fine, you need to eat." Daryl looked at her as if she had just said something funny before he scooted and sat up.

"You need to eat. Go on." Trixie grinned as she picked through the dinner Lori and them made before finally starting to eat something. Daryl could tell she was uncomfortable, she really ate to begin with now they were all worried about her eating everything, so he picked up his plate and smiled to her as he picked at his food too.

"You going to promise me something Daryl?"

"Whats that woman?" Trixie smiled as she turned to him and noticed he had a bit of blood dripping down the side of his face, it was too light to be fresh and when Trixie reached over and wiped it away she noticed it was blood that was washed from his hair, he hadn't dried it good and now red water basically was starting to drip down him. Shaking her head as she wiped the blood water on her jeans she picked up another pice of the meat and started chewing.

"You are going to be more careful." Daryl chuckled as he took a sip of his drink and shook his head this time.

"Im always careful girl." He smiled as she rolled her eyes at his pick name for her. When she glanced to him though her face turned sad as she looked over the gun shot wound and then the arrow wound. He noticed what shew as looking at and started to shake his head no.

"Daryl."

"Look, this was an accident, and this wasnt my fault. Ill be fine I promise." Trixie sighed as she put her plate down in her lap and nodded. She wanted to belive that, she wanted to belive that they would all be fine but when she stopped to think about it were any of them really fine?

"Daryl weve got another kid in the group." Daryl glanced to Trixie before he put his plate aside and turned to her.

"What?"

"Lori." Trixie copied him and leaned across to put her plate up too as Daryl took in what she had said.

"Shes…pregnant?"

"Yeah. She doesnt know whose it is. No one else but me and Glenn know. Please don't tell Rick or Shane, you wouldn't have wanted them to tell you. Besides, she said something to me before I left today."

"What?" Daryl was now fixated on Trixie as she fiddled with her fingers and sighed, she didn't know what she was thinking but after finding Daryl almost dead and then him getting shot so easily over being mistaken for a walker….well she had stated to wonder.

"She said she didn't want hers. Said something about how could we bring up new life in the dead world or something like that."

"Do you agree with her?" Trixie shrugged as her hands fell to her stomach.

"Not really, but you have to think about it. What happens….if I do carry full term…"

"When. Not if."

"Ok when I carry full term, what happens if something goes wrong? What happens if something happens to the baby itself? I mean, its hard enough that you lost Merle, could you stand back and watch one of us go? Look at you! One accident and you came what…half an inch from death yourself!"

"Im not dead and nothings going to happen to you, don't worry about that."

"Daryl, I stood there, I watched as you struggled to walk to us and then hit the gorund…after a gun shot rang out…I didn't think id ever have to stand there and see someone I love get shot but I did and I didn't like it." Daryl smirked as he watched Trixie looking off towards the end of the bed, she didn't even notice what she had just said, and when she turned to look at him she was surprised. Instead of thinking about what she was trying to mean, about how they were going to stay safe and raise a baby, he was smiling at her. She shook her head and glanced behind her incase someone else had walked in but it was still just them. Glancing back to Daryl she mouthed 'what' as if it was a big secret as to why he was just smiling.

"You…you worry to much. We will be fine. Ya got me to watch after ya don't ya?" He smiled as he moved the covers that he had been covering up with and motioned for her to lay down. When she sighed and rolled her eyes she knew it was a lost cause to fight with him tonight about it but she knew that they needed to talk sooner rather than later. When she was laid down on the pillow she glanced to him as he reached across her and turned the lamp in the room off and settled down behind her. She shook her head as she felt his arm wrap around her waist and pull her to him. Once she heard him lightly snoring she laid there though, eyes open, wondering what he found so funny about the whole world coming to an end and them rasing a baby in this kind of world thing but she couldnt figure it out. She also didn't see the funny thing about someone she loved getting shot and…..

"Oh no." Trixie covered her mouth as she glanced back to Daryl and shook her head. Did she really just say tha to him when he hadn't even hinted around to it? They didn't get together thinking anything like that did they? She was there to fill his needs and he was there to….well he was there to be with her. She wanted him because he was funny to her…he taught her useful stuff and he was the only man that really cared for her and worried if she was hurt or not…other than Merle or her father. She started to wonder if he might actually have thought the same about her though and just couldn't say anything yet. Did he care for her like that? Hed be gone if he didn't right? Trixie sighed as she rolled over in his grip and faced him, making his arm tighten around her as she moved. Smiling she reached out and ran her hand gently over his forehead before she placed a kiss on his stitches and nuzzled up to his chest and fell asleep.