Gregory had been carried to the infirmary and patched up. He'd be fine, nothing had been severely damaged, his organs were still untouched. Even though everything turned out alright, the tension had risen slightly between the Hilltop and us.

We were the ones that had killed one of their friends and the issue with Greg still needed to be solved.

We were standing in Gregory's office. My back was against the wall and I was standing next to Daryl. There was silence as we watched Jesus walk into the room, explaining to us that Gregory was alright and everything was settled.

''We heard the name Negan,'' Rick spoke up, sparking everyone's interest. I shifted slightly in my spot and saw that Daryl did the same thing. ''A few weeks ago Daryl and Abraham had a run in with his man. Who is he?''

Jesus glanced over to Abraham and Daryl when Rick addressed them. Then his eyes went back to Rick and he opened his mouth. ''Negan is the head of a group of people he calls the saviors. As soon as the walls were built the saviors showed up. They met with Gregory on behalf of their boss. They made a lot of demands, even more, threats. And they killed one of us. Rory, he was 16 years old.''

Goosebumps shortly covered my skin as I listened to what he was saying. Killing somebody without reason was already horrible, but they killed a teenager?

''They beat him to death, right in front of us. Said we had to understand-'' There was a slight pause as he thought back to that moment. His eyes glazed over slightly and a frown appeared on his face. ''Right off the bat.''

''Gregory's not good with confrontation. He's not the leader I would have chosen, but he helped make this place what it is and the people like him. They demanded half of everything. Supplies, crops, our livestock, it goes to the saviors.'' Daryl exchanged a look of disbelief with me as if he couldn't believe that they just let these saviors do their thing.

''What do you get in return?'' I asked him.

''They don't kill us.''

''Why not just kill them?'' Daryl spoke up, taking a slight step forward.

''Most of the people here don't even know how to fight, even if we had ammo.'' At that point, I just felt bad for the whole community. There were children here, wives and husbands. None of them had ever learned how to fight, except for a few. Normally I would consider them lucky, but they were in a twisted situation right now.

''How many people does Negan have?'' Rick asked him.

Jesus shrugged, ''We don't know, we've seen groups as big as 20.''

''Hold up,'' Daryl said, ''So they show up, they kill a kid and you give them half of everything?'' His eyes connected with mine and I gave him a slight nod in the millisecond that he looked at me. ''These dicks just got a good story. The boogeyman, he ain't shit.''

''Well, how do you know?'' Jesus retorted.

''A month ago we IDK WHAT ABRAHAM FUCKING SAYS HERE SO YOU BETTER LOOKS THIS UP.''

''You know what, we'll do it.'' Daryl suddenly suggested. ''If we go get your man back, kill Negan, take out his boys, will you hook us up?'' He pointed at Jesus and I couldn't help but smile proudly at the man in front of me. He took charge. He has changed so much since I first met him. He could definitely be a leader if he wanted to.

''We want food medicine and one of them cows.'' He finished, placing his hands on his belt and standing tall.

Jesus looked over at Rick for confirmation or some kind of acknowledgment. ''Confrontation is not something we've had trouble with.''

Jesus glanced at the group, taking in the offer he had just been handed. A slight smile spread across his face, ''I'll take it to Gregory.''

While Jesus was talking to Gregory about the deal, Maggie dragged me along with her, away from the group. At first, I thought she wanted to talk about the possibility of me being pregnant. But when we stopped by a trailer I knew her plans.

''No,'' I told her, already turning around. She grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the trailer, knocking on the door.

''You need to know.'' Was the only thing she said, and even though I hated it. I knew it was true. I sighed, letting my shoulders sag. She took that as a signal to drop my arm. She gave me a look, her head tilted slightly in the way that it always does when she's inspecting someone and said. ''You can't run away from this.''

Before I could answer, the door opened and Doctor Carson appeared in the doorway. He seemed to be cleaning his hands with a cloth and gave us a smile when he saw us.

''Maggie and-'' He anticipated my answer as he held out his hand for me to shake.

''Aubrey,'' I told him while shaking his hand, feeling extremely nervous.

''Aubrey,'' He repeated after me and we dropped our hands. ''I guess you are here to have me check up on you?'' He said, regarding Maggie.

'"Actually we are here for Aubrey.'' His eyebrows shot up in surprise, wondering if I had any injuries. When no words were spoken, a smile spread across his face.

''Congratulations then,'' He told me but I interrupted him.

''I'm not sure yet.'' My tone of voice was slightly rude, but I didn't really want anyone's congratulations, especially not when nothing had been confirmed.

He stepped aside, opening the door for us a little more. We came in the small trailer. There was a medical chair to the left, with the machine that provided echoes. I involuntarily swallowed when I saw it and I realized I didn't want him to do any tests on me. I just wanted to know and then I'd be gone.

''Can I just get a pregnancy test?'' I asked him before he could even speak or suggest anything.

''Yes, of course.'' He walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a single pregnancy test. ''You can do it here, or at your home. Whatever you're most comfortable with.''

I definitely didn't want to do it here, too scared the result would show on my face out there. It would be best to do it at home, where I could hide from everyone and do it in silence. But what if somebody would find my pregnancy test? How would I sneak it with me?

''I-'' I bit my bottom lip, thinking about it. ''I'd like to take the test with me.''

He nodded, patting me on the back. ''It's gonna be alright.'' He told me, seeing the stress on my face.

I didn't answer. I couldn't. Because we wouldn't know. Maybe it wasn't going to be alright. This wasn't just my baby, it was Daryl's too. How would he react to all of this? Would he be thrilled? What if I wasn't pregnant and he really wanted a kid? No, I already knew he didn't. I just hoped the test would come back negative.

We soon left after that.

Our whole van was loaded with food and other supplies. It was getting a bit cramped in there. I was on the couch, my back against Daryl's chest. I leaned into him, breathing in his scent. I unconsciously placed a hand on my stomach, resting it there. Daryl's arm was swung over my shoulder and my other hand was placed behind his back, half hugging him.

I had my eyes closed, suddenly feeling very tired after this whole day. The pregnancy test in my back pocket felt like a knife digging into my skin, but for now, it was easy to ignore. I was just going to enjoy this moment. This moment right here.

Maggie was sleeping against Glenn when he suddenly pulled something out of the pocket of his blouse. It was a small picture and he handed it over to Michonne who was sitting next to him. She smiled at the sight of it, looking back at Maggie and Glenn, before handing it over to Daryl.

I repositioned myself slightly, so I could take a better look at it. It was a printed picture of the echo Maggie and Glenn had taken of their baby. Daryl looked at it for a few seconds, his face focused on the piece of paper, before handing it over to me. I caressed the outer linings of the photo, amazed at the tiny human being that had been photographed.

Happy tears filled my eyes as I looked at their baby, my eyes snapped back to Glenn and Maggie, smiling at them and handing the paper over to Abraham.

I made myself comfortable again, leaning against Daryl, and closed my eyes for the rest of the journey.

''Are you sure you don't want to come with?'' Daryl asked me, eyeing me up and down curiously.

We had just had dinner with the everyone in our house and Rick had told us he wanted to make the plans for tomorrow when we were going to Negan's compound to kill him. I said I didn't want to go. I was too tired to come up with a plan, or even think alongside them. I was of no use whatsoever, so I would stay home.

Of course, I had other reasons to stay home, but I thought it best that no one would know yet. I didn't want to start a fuss, I thought it would be smarter to have a real answer. If the test would come back negative, no one had to know about it.

''I'm absolutely sure, come on, you don't want to be late,'' I told him, smiling. I leaned forward and gave him a slow peck on his lips. They were getting less dry and softer as time went on, and even though I didn't mind kissing Daryl with dry lips, it was definitely an improvement.

He gave me a slight smile, dipping down to kiss me one last time before actually leaving.

I was actually home alone right now. Except for Judith, she was the only one here. Even Carl had come along, but he wasn't allowed to go tomorrow so I guess Rick wanted to make up for it by letting him stay at the meeting.

I checked up on Judith, but she was already sound asleep. Seeing as this would be my only moment alone, I went upstairs and grabbed the pregnancy test from the only place I knew Daryl would never look. The feminine hygiene department.

The test made my heart pound faster and I wasn't sure why. For a second I remembered how much my mother always wanted me to have kids and how disappointed she was when I turned 28, with still no kids or even a man. Teresa would have loved a little cousin.

I went into the bathroom, sat down on the toilet and carefully peed on the pregnancy test. I was sweating and it was hard to keep holding the test while my hands were trembling. When I was done I set the pregnancy test aside and started pacing around the room, waiting for it to be finished.

My thoughts were racing through my mind and the fear of someone coming back in the house terrified me. The thought of Daryl walking in and realizing I was taking a pregnancy test, made my heart pound faster and my whole body shake even more.

This wasn't supposed to be this nerve-racking, was it? But in this new world, everything like this was a life or death choice. I thought of Lori, there was so much doubt that she would die during her pregnancy. She actually made it, with a cesarean.

Bringing a baby into this world was insane. Even when we have a community. No place is safe, not forever. The walker herd that was able to get in Alexandria proved that for me. Judith could have died there. What if we were being forced the leave again, how could I ever take care of another child while also having to take care of myself.

But Maggie was bringing a baby into this world and we were all rooting for her. We all knew she could do it. With Glenn by her side, they would be the best parents in the world. Rick also did it. He has two kids, who are still alive and he mostly did it on his own.

Daryl doesn't want kids. What if he decides he doesn't want mine? Would he just abandon me with a child? I could definitely not raise a kid on my own. I could barely take care of myself.

My mom would have wanted me to have a baby, Teresa would have. I don't really think my dad would have cared, but he'd have loved the child like it was his own. What about Olivia? She never really spoke to me about these kinds of things. I knew she doesn't like children, but what if they were her own? Maybe I should have discussed this with her, let her know about this situation.

When I looked at the clock I realized a few minutes had already passed. I could go look now. The door to the bathroom was wide open, but for some reason, I didn't want to go in there.

The truth had never been scarier than before. I'd take a hundred walkers over this moment. This was supposed to be a happy moment for a woman, wasn't it? Getting to know if they're pregnant or not? It's actually really sad that this new world has taken that away too.

I forced myself to take the steps. One step. Two steps. After three steps I was in the bathroom and I slowly closed the door behind me, locking it, in case anyone would come home.

The test on the sink was just staring me down. So I reached for it and grabbed it. The thought of throwing it in the trash and never knowing the answer was really compelling, but like Maggie had said.

'You can't run away from this.'

I turned the test around and lowered myself down on the toilet seat when I saw the result. A million different emotions raced through my body.

I was happy, angry, sad, relieved, confused and most of all scared.

Scared of the two lines on that pregnancy test.

I'M SORRY THIS IS SUCH A SHORT CHAPTER BUT I WAS SO DONE WITH THIS EPISODE