Chapter 12.

Five months had passed. It was spring now.

Life in the prison was peaceful and calm.

Rick had welcomed Martinez to the group - reluctantly at first, but soon the sheriff had noticed that he was a valuable asset to them. Even Carol had forgave Martinez the fact that he was with the Governor once. Martinez, Daryl and Carol never talked about the past - it was like a silent agreement among three of them. After their return they had told everyone briefly that the Governor was dead now and his crew was no longer a threat to them. Only Rick knew the details.

They brought three other people with them too. The middle-aged couple - the Hendersons - and their twenty-three years old daughter, Alice. Those three were happy to be released from the captivity and they joined the prison group happily. It soon became clear that Alice was a midwife - good thing, since the group had two babies on the way now.

Carol was seven months pregnant already. Maggie was pregnant too, but only at the beginning.

Late in the evening Daryl and Carol were in their cell. They lay side by side on the bed, Daryl's arms were around Carol now. He was sort of hugging her from behind. He kept kissing her neck lightly, and Carol giggled when his stubbly chin tingled her soft skin.

"Gosh, I'm becoming big. Soon your arms won't reach around me anymore", she joked.

He laughed a bit too and caressed her thigh and her bottom. It was quite warm in the cell now, so they both were wearing just briefs and t-shirts. The one that Carol had on was very very large.

When Daryl's rough hand touched her bare skin Carol felt sudden warmth in her abdomen and her crotch.

Desire.

He took Daryl's hand and guided it upwards. Under her t-shirt, on her breasts. They too had grown. They were large and very sensitive now, even the lightest touch made her nipples to peak at once. Daryl felt it too. He wasn't laughing anymore.

He pressed himself onto Carol's backside so closely that she could feel his hard on.

Carol wanted him inside of her. The sooner the better. Her growing belly was a bit of a problem these days. They both knew that because of the belly the best position to make love was the way they were now.

"Is it ok if we...?" Daryl whispered.

Carol just nodded and freed herself from her panties. Daryl did the same with his. He tossed his t-shirt aside as well and returned to bed, behind her.

Carol didn't need warming up these days. Pregnancy hormones made her desirous. Her body felt relaxed, open and ready all the time. So she just lifted her upper leg.

Daryl entered her easily, kissing her neck simultaneously. God it felt good, Carol thought. She welcomed him and groaned out of pleasure.

Their bodies truly belonged together. Carol loved all of it. Her lover's movements inside her, his scent, the way he touched her. Every thrust carried her forward, closer to the top.

And now she knew that Daryl was close too. His pace quickened, his breathing became heavier.

In the end it was his low grunt - sound of pure passion - that triggered her. She came with joy. It felt like a warm explosion inside. And she knew that Daryl found his release too.

Afterwards they caressed each other for a long time.

Finally Carol felt that she had to ask something.

She turned to look at Daryl with serious face.

"Sorry about this, but I really need to know. Do you ever think about it? The baby I mean... and ... is it yours or his?"

Daryl looked at her for a long time.

"Yes, sometimes", he finally admitted.

"But first and foremost it's your baby. That's all that really matters. I know I will love him or her too", he said gently and put his hand on her belly.

They both could feel a little kick.

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A couple of hours later it was time for Daryl to go to his guard shift. He kissed Carol's shoulder and got out of bed.

He went up to the watchtower.

Martinez, previous guard, was happy to see him.

"Everything is ok here. Just try to stay awake", he said and turned to leave.

"Wait. There's something I want to ask you", Daryl said.

Martinez stopped.

"Do you ever think about the past? The days with the Gov I mean?" Daryl asked.

"No, not particularly", the other man replied.

Then he grinned at the hunter.

"I'm just glad that we are on the same side now. Man, you can be daunting sometimes. The way you played them out … the deer hunt … and the forest … I'll never forget them", Martinez said and shook his head.

"Why do you ask this now?" he wanted to know.

"I'm just thinking about all the women on that police station… poor prisoners. Do you happen to know what happened to them afterwards? Did anyone ever get pregnant?"

"Trust me, man, you don't want to know", Martinez replied quietly.

"But with the Gov for example… that wasn't even possible if that's what you mean."

"What?" Daryl asked stunned.

"Didn't you know? The Governor underwent a vasectomy years ago, right after his wife was killed in that car accident", Martinez explained.

"He used to joke about it…"

He closed his mouth and stared at Daryl surprised.

The hunter was laughing now, openly and warmly. It was not like him at all.

"I don't get it", Martinez wondered.

"Would you mind to share a joke, please?"

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THE END

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AN:

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