I tightened my jacket around me and shivered. Why couldn't this argument happen in the summertime? I hate winter so much. My teeth chattered as I walked around. What am I doing? I had no idea where I was even going.

It was getting later and later as I walked around. I got to see everyone's lights though. It's a shame how nice some people decorate their homes and his is just…blah. Whenever I go back home, whenever that is, I'm telling Daryl I want to decorate our house with some nice lights. Something.

I honestly just wish we had a bigger home. I gasped just then as I had a thought. If we have children, where would they even sleep? His trailer has one bedroom. We will have to move.

Also, I don't know why I keep referring to our home as his home. That's our home now. Things are going to be different. In fact, I should have kicked him out instead of me leaving. But that would just result in he coming back. This way, I can go back when I want to. But yeah, things are going to change after this. He needs to realize that it's US now and not just he or I. It's both of us. I nodded to myself. If we work things out. I swallowed.

I was still walking around when I realized I was close by Glenn and Maggie's trailer. I stopped in front of their house and just looked at it. They had some lights around their property. I should go in and visit. It's been a long time since I have seen them. Maybe they can even offer me some advice.

I walked up to their house and knocked on the door. I took a step back as I heard footsteps coming. Maggie answered it, she looked a little surprised to see me but then smiled. "Abby, hey." She gave me a quick hug. "It's been so long."

"I know." I said. "Sorry for just dropping by like this, but I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd say hi."

She nodded. "Well, come on inside out of the cold." She moved aside so I could come in.

"Thanks." I said rubbing my arms as I stepped inside. I looked around briefly. They had pictures on the walls and little decorations around. I guess they found one of those old cameras that takes a picture and spits it out right then and there. "Cute little place." I smiled.

Maggie grinned. "Yeah, we just put things out when we find them."

"Good idea." I smiled back. "So, where's Glenn?"

"Out on a run." She nodded. "We needed a few things and the shop didn't have them."

"Oh." I let out a little sigh. "What about the little guy?" I smiled. "He in bed already?"

Maggie smiled again. "No, but he's just about ready." She walked towards the back room. "Hershel!" She called. "Come out here, we have company." She walked back over to where I was. I heard little feet coming and got a little excited. Glenn and Maggie's son emerged into the room, he smiled when he saw me.

"Hi, Hershel!" I smiled sweetly at him and put my arms out. He came to me and we hugged. "Oh, you're so sweet." I kissed his head and sat him on my lap. "You're gettin' so big already. How old are you now?"

"Fouw." He held up four fingers.

"Wow, four years old." I widened my eyes. "You're a big guy already." He smiled. He is so cute! Maggie and I smiled each other.

We sat there like that for a little. I was bouncing Hershel on my knee. "So…how are you guys?" I asked Maggie.

"We're good." She smiled. "Everythin's been great." She nodded. I could tell by the look on her face that she was telling the truth. It made me happy. Glenn and Maggie always looked so good together. And now they have a family. I smiled down at Hershel.

"How are you and Daryl?" She asked me.

I looked up at her a little surprised. I didn't even know they knew about that. "Oh, you know about…us?"

"Word gets around pretty quickly." She nodded.

"Oh." I put my head down. I didn't know if that was a good thing or bad thing. "We're good…for the most part." I said. I gave her a weird look. "Do you guys think it's…weird?"

She looked at me for a minute and didn't say anything. "I'll admit, at first, yeah. A little." She said. I sighed and looked down. "But what I've come to realize about a relationships is that it doesn't matter what other people think. All that matters is that you're happy. Both of you."

I looked back up at her and gave her a small smile. Suddenly, I remembered about what happened between us recently. "Actually…I'd like your opinion on something if you don't mind?"

"Sure." She said.

I looked down and bit my lip. "Well, uh…" I trailed off. I wasn't sure if we should talk about this in front of the kid. I hoped she would get the hint without me telling her. Thankfully, she did.

"Come on, Hershel." Maggie said. "Time for bed."

I lifted the little guy off of my lap. "Night night, Hershel." I said and kissed his head. Maggie took his hand and took him into his room.

She was gone for about five minutes, then came back into the room. "Okay." She said. "I'll try to help as best as I can but I cain't make any promises."

I nodded, then hesitated. "…so…I'm an alcoholic." I decided to just blurt out and kind of shrugged. She gave me a curious look. "I've been abusing alcohol for a long time. And it's gotten pretty bad." I nodded. Her look turned to concern. I hesitated again. "…we want to have a family one day, so I decided to quit altogether. But…" I trailed off and tapped my fingers together nervously. "Earlier today…Daryl was drinking beer right in front of me." I looked back up and cleared my throat. "I told him he couldn't do that and that I didn't want alcohol in the house. Period. Well, he kinda got mad and we had a little argument and I left." I looked down again and paused. "I just don't know if I'm overreacting about this whole thing. I mean…I don't think I am. I feel strongly about it." I shrugged. "He doesn't understand what it's like for me. I know in a way that I did it to myself but…" I trailed off and sighed. Maggie smiled at me. "I just don't know." I decided to just stop talking.

"You wanna know what I think?" She asked. I looked up at her. "I think you already know the answer to that." She said. I gave her a curious look. "You said it's something you feel strongly about. If that's true, then you stick with that and you don't back down. Because I think you're right." She gave me a serious look. "When my daddy quit drinkin', he wouldn't even allow it in the house." She nodded.

I thought about what she just said. "Oh yeah." I said. "Yeah, that's right. I forgot that Hershel was an alcoholic." I nodded.

"Yeah." She said. "So, I know what you're going through." Maggie put a hand on my shoulder. "If you really don't want alcohol in the house, then that's what has to happen. I mean…he has to think…is he going to pick alcohol over you?" She widened her eyes. "You let him know that. And I wouldn't worry. Daryl's a smart guy, he'll make the right choice." She smiled at me.

I took in everything she just said and smiled back at her. "Thanks, Maggie. And for the record, you helped me a lot." I nodded.

She smiled back and rubbed my arm. "Well, I'm glad I could help." She nodded. There was a brief pause. "It's gettin' late." Maggie said. "Glenn probably won't be back until tomorrow. You're welcome to stay the night here if you'd like?"

"Uh…" I thought about going home. I felt tired and really didn't feel like dealing with that tonight. "Yeah, sure." I nodded. "If you really don't mind? I would like that."

I slept on Maggie's couch that night and left the next morning. I didn't leave really early or anything but I didn't stay for breakfast. Maggie said we should visit more often and I agreed. I told her Judith and Hershel need to get together for a play date. I'm sure my dad would love that.

Speaking of my dad, I thought about stopping over there before I went home but I decided not to. I didn't want to tell everyone about our problems and they would definitely know that something was wrong considering I just spent like four days with my dad on that run. So, I just went home.

The door wasn't locked when I got there. That's a good thing. I didn't want to have to be let into my own house when Daryl knows I could come home at anytime. However, then I thought it was strange when I realized he wasn't there. I guess maybe he did leave it unlocked for me. I wonder where he went? I didn't think he went hunting because he just did that yesterday.

Oh well. I shrugged. At least I have the place to myself for a little. That thought went away when I saw the dirty dishes in the sink. I sighed. Daryl Dixon. I might as well do them. I began filling the sink with hot water, then went to take my wedding ring off. I looked at my hand when I didn't feel anything. My bad. I forgot I'm not wearing it right now. I sighed heavily. I wonder what he did with the ring? It's not on the table where I left it.

Once I was done with that, I decided to have a quick shower. I didn't want to wash my hair, though, because I just did yesterday. I walked into our bedroom and got my hair band off of the end table and began pulling my hair up when something caught my eye. It was my ring, it was on my pillow. I looked down at it thoughtfully. I wonder if that's how he slept. A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth.

After a quick shower, I decided to make something for breakfast. It was more like brunch now but what does that matter? I never went by that stuff anyway. If I felt like having pizza for breakfast or ice cream for dinner, you best believe I did that.

I opened the fridge to get the eggs out and…I was back to being mad just like that. The cans of beer were still in the fridge. He kept them after all that. I sighed. We're going to have to talk about this.

I was making the eggs at the stove when I heard the door open. I knew Daryl came in but I didn't turn around or even say anything. There was a slight pause, then I felt his arm wrap around me from behind and he put his face on my face. I kind of calmed down a little and placed my hand over his. We stayed like that for a minute.

"You still mad at me?" Daryl was the first to speak.

I raised my eyebrows and sighed. This is going to change both of our moods. I went back to the eggs on the stove. "Well, considering you still have the beer in the fridge, yes." I said honestly. I heard Daryl kind of sigh but he didn't say anything or move. So, I decided to continue. I turned around to face him. "I'm not backing down on this." I looked at him seriously. "I feel very strongly about it. And I don't want alcohol in the house. Ever." We stared at each other for a moment. "And if you can't respect that, then you're choosing the beer over me. Because this is important to me and so that means alcohol is more important to you than me."

He sighed again. "Abby…"

"No, listen. I'm not done." I stopped him. "I'm not asking you to quit drinking, Daryl." I said shaking my head. "I just don't want it around me or in the house." I paused. "Now when you put that ring on my finger, you made a commitment. Like I said before, we became one. We are one. And that means making sacrifices when sometimes you really don't want to." I almost got tears in my eyes when I said that last part. I paused. I wanted to say more, there was so much more that I had to say but I couldn't figure out how to say it.

"Abby." Daryl said and lifted my chin. "Can I talk now?" He raised his eyebrows. I didn't say anything just looked at him. He cleared his throat. "There ain't nothin' more important to me than you." He said the best words ever to me. I just looked up at him with my big eyes. "And I realized that even more than I did before last night when you left me." He let go of my chin. "And I kept those beers so I could do this." I gave him a curious look as he went over to the fridge and got out the remaining four cans. He opened the door and chucked them out. I gave him a shocked look as he walked back over to me. "I'm sorry." He said. "I'm an idiot." He sighed and shook his head. "All this is new to me. I never did this before with anyone and I never felt this way about nobody before."

I smiled. "That's cuz you were waiting for me." I giggled.

"Yeah, I was." He raised his eyebrows.

I became more serious again. "And it's okay. This is all new to me too. I've never done this before, I've never felt this way about anyone. But as I said before, we're perfect for each other." I smiled. We stared intensely into each other's eyes. Then, our lips met.

Daryl kissed me real hard, then he moved away and started kissing down my neck. I was panting like a dog again. "Please make love to me." I said all breathy. "Please make love to me, Daryl. I'm fine. I want to so bad. I need it." I was almost close to tears for some reason.

Just then, Daryl lifted me and carried me into our bedroom. He held for a minute while we kissed before slowly lowering both of us onto the bed. I reached down and started to unbuckle his belt. The anticipation was getting to me. It's been a while since we did this and I could feel it. It was killing me.

I pulled apart from him. "Hurry." I said. I quickly pulled my shirt off, then my bra and threw them aside. I kicked my shoes off and began sliding my sweatpants off. Daryl was doing the same thing. I threw them aside as well but I left my panties on because I like when he takes them off for me.

We were back in our original positions…sort of. Daryl looked down at me. "Come on." I said whispery. He then took my panties off and threw them behind him. I unintentionally smiled. He leaned down and began planting soft kisses down my body. A moan accidentally escaped. "Daryl." I breathed. He knows that means I'm ready.

He came back up and kissed my lips. I felt him slam into me and moaned loudly. Daryl began his usual rhythm, starting out slow and picking up speed. I was moaning really loud before I knew it.

It feels like forever that he was inside me. I missed this and needed it so bad. Daryl is my best medicine. I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair. He seemed to really enjoy it and it felt like he slowed down a bit. Oh, maybe I should save that for after I'm done. I moved my hands from his hair to his back. He got faster again. I thought about yesterday when he put his hands on my waist and pulled my shirt up a little. I liked that. I could tell I was close.

My breathing changed and I climaxed moaning loudly. It kept going as I saw stars, it felt like I was flying through outer space. Then, I began to come down. My breathing slowed and I relaxed. All of a sudden, I felt really tired. More like weak. Like this never happened before when we have had sex. It was almost like I really didn't want to do anything else for the rest of the day, just lay around. I was feeling really weird.

I felt Daryl's baby gravy inside me as he finished, then slowly pulled out of me and laid next to me on the bed. He was still panting. We were both quiet for a minute. Then, he kissed my cheek. "Ya okay?"

I hesitated, then slowly turned to look at him. "Yeah." I breathed. "I just…got like really tired for some reason." I made a weird face and let out a small laugh.

"Sorry." Daryl said. "I really got ya goin', didn't I?" He smirked.

"Yeah." I smiled, then kissed his cheek. I laid back and stared at the ceiling. I didn't think that was it though.

Nothing really went on the rest of that day. We ate some leftover rabbit stew that I'm guessing Daryl made yesterday. I was thankful he did that because I did not feel like cooking right now. I was still feeling weird. So, all I had to do was heat up our food. It tasted real good, unless I was just really hungry.

I went to bed early that night. I told Daryl he didn't have to come to bed then but he wanted to. I loved sleeping with Daryl. It felt so nice to cuddle with someone you love. I remember I always wanted that, and I thought I was never going to have it. I met the love of my life in this. I smiled.

I woke up at some point in the night, and I was really hot for some reason. I pushed my extra blanket off to the bottom of the bed. I only had it on me, I sleep with three blankets when I'm cold. Daryl only slept with two. I bet in the summer time, he only sleeps with a light sheet.

Anyway, Daryl and I were laying facing away from each other with our backs touching. Maybe that's why I was so hot. I always said that the heat radiates off of him. I almost laughed.

I rolled over and slung my arm around him. He was still asleep and didn't wake up, which I was thankful for. I planted a kiss on his back, then got comfortable again and eventually went back to sleep.

The next time I woke up, it was early morning…but it wasn't good. I had a really strange pain like behind my right ribs. A low groan accidentally escaped, and I slowly sat up breathing a little heavily.

I grabbed at where the pain was. Daryl was still sleeping next to me. I really didn't want to wake him up, then he would just be worried about me. I tried to be as quiet as possible but let out a low whimper by mistake. It was feeling really weird and hurt. I put my hand on Daryl's leg for comfort, it didn't matter that he was still sleeping. All it took was his touch.

I sort of stretched and the pain was slowly fading away. My breathing slowed down. Eventually, it was like the pain was never there. Well, that was weird as hell. I thought. I must have just pulled a muscle or something. I sighed heavily and laid back down trying to relax. I must have fallen back to sleep.

I was feeling much better the next time I got up. I made breakfast for Daryl and I. Now we were just sitting at the table eating together. I thought it was the perfect time to talk to him about our home situation.

"So, I wanted to talk to you about something." I said and took a sip of my coffee.

"Yeah, what's that?" Daryl replied.

I hesitated. I didn't speak again until Daryl looked at me. "We should really think about moving." I just said it.

He gave me a weird look. "What the hell are ya talkin' about?"

I almost laughed. "It's too small." I shook my head. "If we have kids, where are they even going to sleep?"

Daryl seemed to hesitate. "Well…" He said with a mouthful of food. "The couch pulls out into a bed, this table becomes a bed. That's two beds right there. We ain't havin' more than two kids."

"I agree with that." I said with raised eyebrows. "But you really want our kids sleeping in the living room?" I gave him an annoyed look.

"Yeah, why not?" He swallowed, then picked at his teeth. "That way they'll hate it and leave as soon as they're able to. And I can have you and my house all to myself again." There was a brief pause, then he smirked.

I gave him a look but still smiled. "Daryl Dixon." I shook my head. The things that he says sometimes. It's almost as if he's from another planet. Planet Dixon. I almost laughed out loud. "Still…we need a bigger house."

"I thank it'll be fine." He said. I gave him a look and was about to say something but he spoke first, "I'll ask around if anythang's available." He said. "How's that?"

I smiled warmly at him. "Thank you." I gave him a chaste kiss, then took my plate over to the sink. I thought about what he said about our kids living here and moving out and a giggle escaped. We didn't even have the kids yet. I'll never understand how he thinks. I smiled.

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