Relieving himself in the shower, had him trembling,thinking about the hot make out session he and his wife had in the office, before she reluctantly put an end to it. He had begged her to suck him off, because he was so fucking hard. Even after giving birth to his twin daughter's, she had one sexy ass body and he wanted her. He had moaned loud, when she refused stating he didn't deserve that as yet,due to his appalling behavior and attitude,and for the time being he could use his damn hands.

With that she had re arranged her clothes, telling him in no uncertain terms, that she and Sophia expected him at the hospital, within the hour and he was to bring the twins.

Leaning his head against the cool wall of the shower, he watched as his seed disappeared,wondering if and when she would ever allow him inside her. It was his fault this time, he had pushed her away and now he had some making up to do, he actually smirked at that, as he stuck his head back under the warm water letting it cleanse his body and mind. He spent most of his relationship with his wife making up, or making amends, he had never done this for any other woman in his life. Yep his wife had him by the balls and he wasn't complaining. Shutting the water off, he grabbed a towel, the sound of his daughter's coming through the closed door, rubbing his hair dry, he heard Merle and Andrea with them. Dressing in his black t-shirt. Jeans and boots, he ran his hand through his messy damp hair, before placing a baseball cap on, he picked his shades up from the bedside table, with his keys and phone. Glancing in the mirror he smirked again, Carol always found him hot in the outfit he wore, he knew they had so much on their minds, with Sophia, wouldn't be a problem if his wife had something sexy to look at, whilst Sophia slept. He wanted her to want him, he understood she wasn't ready for anything as yet, not so soon after the twins, and with the uncertainty of Sophia's recovery, sex or anything else regarding it would be off the menu for a while. But hell didn't stop him from letting her see, what she was missing, cos believe it or not his hand certainly didn't do anywhere near the job, that his wife's hand, mouth or pussy could do. Damn he was getting hard again, he wished his cock would behave,he couldn't help it though, she had been sexy as hell telling her demands of him in the office, and since having his girls' well let's just say he wasn't and will never complain about, how much her beautiful breasts had grown, or the way her sexy ass ….. god he would never make it to the hospital at this rate. Willing his throbbing erection down, he took a deep breath and headed towards the sounds of his daughters, grateful that he had all his family close.

The moment he entered the kitchen Skye reached out her small arms for her daddy, feeling a warmth come over him he reached for her, nuzzling her soft skin as she snuggled into his shoulder

"Morning sweet pea ya missed ya daddy eh?" her little body cuddled in deeper as Sarah looked at him from Merle's arms. Amy in her playpen happily munching on her teddy.

"See ya wife found ya then" It wasn't a question more a statement from his older brother.

"Yeah, why ya say that?" He had moved to the chair next to Merle, watching Sarah.

"Ya not at work, and the big fuck off hickey on ya neck, kinda gave it away" Daryl blushed, dipping his head, as he hid behind his hair, his smile unmistakable, oh he sure remembered when he got that, and he also retaliated with one to her, or was it a few?.

"Guess ya heading up to see Sophia with the twins?" Merle asked as he swapped the babies over so little Sarah could have her daddy cuddle.

"Been told I have to be there within the hour, so I gotta get these two in the car" Andrea laughed as she ruffled the soft curls on Skye's hair before reaching for Amy, who was trying to climb up the side's of the playpen thinking she was missing out.

"I knew there was another reason I loved Carol, she doesn't stand for your shit Daryl. It's about time you met your match, that woman has no intention of letting you go Dixon. So try not to mess it up anymore, you are lucky, she even lets you near the girls after the shit you pulled these last weeks"

"I fucked up, I know Andrea, and I'm gonna do my best to fix it, for now though all I am gonna do is whatever the hell she tells me to do" Merle couldn't contain his laughter anymore

"Ya so whipped boy" looking over at his wife, Merle didn't miss the look she was throwing him

"I...er...baby"

"Merle Dixon, go help your brother take his daughters to the car, then I expect you back here you are taking Amy and I out for the day." Merle felt sick to the stomach, he knew he too was whipped, he would do anything his wife wanted and she damn well knew it.

"Don't know what you were thinking talking like that" she mumbled under her breath, ignoring his plea's, she went upstairs with Amy, telling her what an idiot her daddy was, and if she ever came home with a red neck Hick she would ban him from the house.

"Guess ya whipped too brother, think we both have some making up to do"

"This is ya damn fault" Merle mumbled as he placed Skye in her baby seat within the car.

"How the hell is it my fault?" Daryl asked, smiling at Sarah as he strapped her in

"If ya hadn't have pulled ya shit in the first..." He looked up and saw Andrea checking from the window

"Shit I'm in deep" he said quietly. Dreading what she had planned for him

"Enjoy ya day Merle see ya later, if she allows ya back" slipping behind the wheel of the car, he reversed out, not before he caught Merle rubbing his head in frustration, walking back into the house.


He never realized, how many people would want to stop a man carrying two baby car seats. He knew Carol would kill him for not bringing them in the pram, it had been a nightmare from the moment they hit the outskirts of town, the road out for the hospital was busy. Then finding a car park space, as well as trying to pacify the girls, as any sound seemed to set them off. He was at his wits end, before he even reached the lift, having been stopped numerous of times by various women, admiring his daughters, and him, which made him feel cold. Months back he had taken Sophia shopping for new bedroom, and he freely admitted now, he had manipulated the situation to get what he wanted. Now all he wanted was his wife, and to see his daughter, finally stepping from the lift, he kept his head down. How did Carol manage this each day? That woman was a miracle, a wonderful amazing miracle and all his, he would make damn sure she was aware of it each and every day. Shouldering the door open to Sophia's room, he felt a wave of disappointment wash over him when they weren't there. Placing the small car seats on the floor he groaned when both started crying , they were hungry he knew that sound. Reaching for the bag he had on his shoulder,... oh no, oh fuck...he turned around to check it hadn't slip from his shoulder. Shit where was it? He retraced his steps in his head, bingo it was still in the... damn was it in the car?. How was he going to do this?, the babies need feeding, he couldn't leave them crying, the thought of going back through the hospital passing all the women made him shudder, he had to do it. Where the hell was Carol when he needed her?. His thoughts helped him understand, this must have been exactly how she felt at times, when he wasn't there, too busy on his self destruct road. How self centered he was, she had given birth, found out her daughter was very ill, the twins needed her, and he decided to have a pity party for three weeks, leaving her to it all. Well he was going to learn fast, how to get things sorted and be the husband she needed. Pushing his hands through his hair, he took a deep breath, the fear going through his veins at having to go back to the car. Picking the twins up, he turned towards the door, just as a smiling Carol pushing Sophia in a wheelchair came through the door.

"Daddy!" doing his best to not drop his screaming daughters, he moved towards her, placing a kiss on her forehead

"Hi princess, where did ya get too?"

"Mummy took me for some fresh air, we saw you" Daryl gulped if they had seen him, then Carol would have seen the various women who had stopped him along the way

"I...Er...I gotta get..." before he could finish Carol held the twins bag up in her hand, a soft smile on her face

"Think you dropped this Mr Dixon, when the fourth or was it fifth woman stopped you to say how adorable your babies were" he could feel the blush coming along his cheek bones, the heat in his face, getting hotter.

"I could kiss ya woman, they didn't...I never" Carol walked to him, stopping his words with a gentle kiss.

"Daryl you couldn't get away from them fast enough, I thought it was cute" placing the twins on the floor, he pulled her tight into his embrace

"Cute, ya called me cute woman!" the babies still crying he reluctantly pulled away

" Need to get the girls fed, and I wanna find out everything that ya been up to today, Sophia" Carol took the bottles from the bag, telling him she wouldn't be long, she left Sophia and her daddy to talk, he picked Sophia up in his arms cuddling her, he had missed this so much, feeling her small arms wrap around his neck, her head hidden on his shoulder. He could feel wetness,placing Sophia on the bed, he looked at her face, confused as to why the tears. Pulling her tight into his embrace, he rocked the twins in the seats, quietening them.

"Tell me what's wrong sweetheart?" Had they been told some information, that wasn't what they had hoped for?, was she worse than they originally thought?

" Daddy, I thought you didn't love me anymore" her words hit him straight in the heart, hugging her tighter he kissed her head.

"Baby girl I love ya so much, so very much. Ya mummy and sisters too" Why would she not think he didn't, had he not always told her that he did?.

"You haven't been to see me for weeks...I...fffffougght. Youu didn't want a …..brrroooken …." she couldn't get her words out, her tears rolling down her cheeks. Locating some tissues he softly wiped her tears, making sure she looked at him.

"You, little one are not broken, you have been hurt badly, and we are gonna fix ya, well I'm not but the docs are. I love ya baby girl, I messed up by not coming to see ya in the day. But I promise ya now, I came each night and kissed ya goodnight. Ask ya mummy" the door opened, Carol walked in with the warm bottles, seeing Sophia sobbing in Daryl's arms, his eyes watery, she knew Sophia was going to ask him something, she had never told her what though. Looking at them, she locked the door, not wanting, anyone to intrude on this very private moment. Daryl nodded at her in thanks, when he noticed her lock the door, his daughter was upset due to him, and they didn't need anyone to see this

"Carol, will ya tell Sophia, that I did come ,and visit" Carol felt the tears well in her eyes, what with the twins, Sophia and Daryl, they were a very upset little family

"Oh sweetie your daddy ,came to see you every night when you were asleep" Carol wiped at her own cheeks, before she picked up Skye and started to feed her

"I...fffffought...he.." Sobbing into Daryl's chest, she let all her hurt out.

"She thought I no longer loved her, that She was broken and I hated her. God Carol, I never thought for one moment she ..."

"It's ok Daryl, it's going to be ok" As Sophia continued to sob in his arms, he somehow managed to grab Sarah and help feed her. Carol watched him continuing to feed Skye, placing a kiss on Sophia's head

"It's ok sweetie. Daddy and mummy love you, very much." the little girl started to calm down, her crying draining her, she fell asleep on Daryl, whilst he feed Sarah.

"Dixon welcome to being a parent" Carol confirmed, his soft smile was all he could offer.