Chapter 36

It was a good thing that Daryl was used to surviving on very little sleep, as he had a big day ahead of him and the few hours of sleep he managed to get would have to do. Hopefully he could catch a quick nap during the day. Twenty minutes was all he needed to reenergize.

The sun had come up just a little while ago, so the room was bathed in a soft sunlight. Emma was still sound asleep with her head on his chest, the sound of her gentle breathing was music to his ears. He rubbed her back with his hand as he remembered last night.

The crazy chemistry they had that would turn into a full blown explosion when they were together, hadn't dulled with the years they spent apart, if anything it intensified and last night was proof of that. It could have been that he hadn't had sex since the day he left Emma to do that overnight job with Merle or it could be that she turned him on like no woman he had ever met, but each time their bodies joined last night it seemed their climaxes were stronger and stronger if that was all possible.

Just thinking about her lying naked in his arms right now got him hard again. Maybe, if he woke her up, they'd have time to have sex again before he needed to meet up with Rick. The more he thought about himself inside of her again the harder he got until he didn't have a choice anymore. He was waking Emma up.

Just as Daryl was about to coax her awake by playing with her breast, he had a sobering thought and with that he completely lost his erection. They hadn't used any protection last night. Not the first, second or third time he came inside of her. Fuck.

They had never used condoms before because Emma had been in the pill. They didn't need to, but there was no way she was still on the pill now.

Daryl rested the back of his hand on his forehead as dozens of questions flew through his head. What if she got pregnant? What would they do? What did he know about being a father? How could he even be a good one, when what he had experienced growing up was shit? What if she died like Lori or if she lost the baby like Maggie? They had sorta talked about kids, but this was reality slamming right into him

"Fuck!" he growled.

Emma had always loved the raspyness of Daryl's voice. The cigarettes he smoked didn't help, but he could send tingles throughout her body by just saying a few words. He did with just that one.

"I'm game," she looking up at him with sleepy eyes.

"What?" Daryl asked her. He was confused.

Emma giggled, "You said Fuck so I said I'm game." Her hand moved to rest on his thigh as her fingers gently caressed his leg.

"That was more of an 'Oh fuck', then a 'Let's fuck'," he told her kissing the top of her head. "We didn't use a condom last night."

Emma didn't say anything as the implications of what Daryl said hit her. She hadn't given any thought at all about using protection. God, she was so used to them never using anything, because she was on the pill, that she never gave a single thought last night...or just now. This was definitely an 'Oh Fuck' moment.

"How did we not even think about that?" she asked him "What if…?"

"Yeah what if."

Emma didn't say anything for a little while. The world now was a whole lot of different than when they lived together. She and Daryl had never talked seriously about having kids, they were too busy having fun with just themselves. She didn't even know if he had ever wanted kids. She had, but times were different now.

"Don't get me wrong, Daryl. I love you more than anything and having a baby with you would have been incredible, but now? I don't know if I want a baby …now…in the middle if this craziness," she told him. Emma had always dreamed about having babies. She wanted to be able to show them the love that she never had a child. But now? Could she bring a child into the world now?

Daryl took the hand Emma had on his chest and threaded his fingers through hers. "I understand, Em. I've already seen what Rick has gone through with Judith. He lost his wife during childbirth and the life we live ain't easy with a baby. It would kill me to lose you or our baby." He knew he wouldn't survive losing her again.

"We have to be careful, Daryl. What do Rick and Michonne do?" she asked.

Daryl shook his head, "I have no fuckin' idea. Why would I ever ask that?"

Emma simply looked at him and raised her eyebrows.

"Alright, alright," he said. "Now I have a reason to ask him, but what do I say, 'Yo Rick, when you are fuckin' Michonne, are you coverin' it up? Got any extras?' "

Emma burst out laughing. He certainly had a way with words. It may be an uncomfortable subject to bring up, but he had to.

"First of all, don't be so…blunt. When you guys are out doing supply runs, no one ever grabbed the condoms? The world may have gone to hell, but that sure hasn't stopped people from having sex, right?" she said to Daryl.

"I wasn't looking to fuck anyone, so it was nuthin' I paid attention to," he told her.

Emma hesitated before she asked him what had been in her mind. "I know you thought I was probably dead, so it's okay if you did, but was there anyone while we were apart?"

She really did not want to hear the answer to that question, but then on the other hand she did. There was no reason to think that in the years they had been apart he had been a monk. She needed to know, but she prayed the answer was no. But how could it be?

Daryl hugged her close and kissed her forehead, before tilting her chin up so he could look directly into those big green eyes she had. "Em, there was absolutely no one. No relationships, no quickies in the backseat of a car or an abandoned house. How could I? I still loved you."

Emma gave him a huge smile even though the tears were flowing down her cheeks.

"Great," Daryl thought. "Was she okay?" Sure she was smiling, but she was crying too. He never understood this with women. How can they cry when they are happy? She was happy, right?

"Same with me, except for those men, I never wanted to be with anyone but you." How did she get so lucky with this man? "So getting back to the topic at hand… condoms. We need them. Does the supply room have a toiletry area, you know for soap, shampoo, girl stuff? It would make sense to put them there, unless the guys are hiding them. "

"I guess," he replied.

Emma rolled he eyes at him. "Where do you get soap, toothpaste that stuff from?"

"Would ask Carol for it and she took care of it."

Emma could see at the mention of Carol's name Daryl got quiet. There was a heaviness to the air now.

"Do you miss her?" Emma asked.

"Yeah, she's a good friend. She kinda stuck with me after she lost her asshole husband and her daughter Sophia. Man, I searched for that kid for days and days. I was also pretty much a dick to her the entire time, but she never gave up trying to be my friend." Daryl ran his hand across her cheek. "I hope Morgan can find her and bring her home."

"Be it right or wrong it was her decision to make wasn't it? But I do hope to be able to meet her one day. Maybe this Morgan will get her to come back."

"Yeah, it was her decision, but it was the wrong one. Families stick together," he told her with a kiss. "I'd like you to meet her too."

"What are the plans for today?" Emma asked.

Daryl kept kissing Emma as he replied, "Gotta meet with Rick. Then I wanna check you out with how you do with knives and guns. You need to be ….armed …when we take the church." The last thing Daryl wanted to do right then was think about what he needed to do that day, all he wanted to do… well was do Emma…again.

Emma kept talking as his kisses left her mouth and traveled all over. "So I'm definitely going with you?"

"Yeah…I want you there and…Rick agreed." Daryl knew a sure fire way to shut her up. His mouth ended up on her left breast he heard her suck in her breath as he took her nipple between his teeth. "Right now…this is all I want," he said before both his hand and his mouth took over her breast.

Just as Emma moaned, there was a knock at the door. "Daryl? You up?"

Emma started to giggle, as she was able to see how 'up' he was.

"Fuck," he said under his breath. "Yeah, what is it Rick?"

"We got a lot of shit to do today. I need you," Rick told him through the door.

"Now?"

"Yep. I want to go over the final plan and we need to get the good weapons out, so we can leave on time."

Daryl dropped his head and sighed. "I'll be down."

"Thanks bro," Rick said before he headed downstairs.

Daryl kissed Emma between her breasts. "Just when things were starting to get good," he said.

"Well a few more minutes won't matter, will they?" Emma suggested with a devious smile.

He liked that smile. "What you got in mind?"

Emma pushed Daryl onto his back and it was now her turn to kiss him anywhere and everywhere. She started with her favorite little 'X' tattoo and worked her way down his lean body. Daryl knew exactly where she was headed and he moaned deeply at the thought of it. He loved it when she went down on him and he felt her getting closer and closer to his now throbbing erection.

He couldn't wait for her mouth to take him in and …and…holy fuck her sweet mouth was nothing short of heaven as she teased, stroked and took him all the way in. It was way more than a few minutes before he was able to head downstairs with a satisfied smile on his face.

Rick looked up from his planning and saw Daryl walk into the room. He burst out laughing. "Man, I have never seen that look on your face before."

"What are you talking about?" Daryl asked him while trying not to smile.

"You just got laid."

"Close," Daryl laughed not feeling embarrassed. "Hey, I need condoms, we got any around here?"

"I thought every guy knew where we kept them," Rick teased. "In the supply pantry there's a cabinet with the toothpaste, shampoo that type of stuff. They are there in a plastic box in there. You know, you can always ask Olivia for help."

"Hell no." The last person he would ever ask is the mild Olivia for help finding the condoms.

"So I gather things are back on track with you and Emma?" Rick asked Daryl as he sat down at the table.

"Yep. She had a lot shit to work through, but we're good now."

Rick nodded his head happy for his friend. "No one should ever have to go through anything like that. She caught a tough break."

Thinking about what his Emma had gone through instantly took the smile off of Daryl's face. "We got weapons to retrieve today?"

"Yeah and I finalized the plan. This is what's gonna happen." Rick spent the next hour going over the attack plan with Daryl. Once they were both satisfied with it, they inventoried the weapons they wanted to bring and got the ones they needed out of hiding. The Saviors were going out with very big bang if Rick and Daryl had anything to say about it. They owed that to Abraham.