I was never really a good cook. I did my best but things just didn't turn out too good. However, I have always been good at baking. I'm the exact opposite of my mom. She made good food but she was a terrible baker. I remember this one time, we had two cakes to make so I suggested that she make one and I make the other. My grandparents came over, I think. Well, everyone liked mine better. We all laughed about it, but I think my mom was actually a little jealous. I think there were other times, too, that she was jealous of me, but…I won't get into that right now.

However, I wanted to try cooking something. Like a new, good dinner. Something we haven't had in a long time or even something Daryl and I never had. So, one of the neighbors let me have a chicken and some bacon. They were one of the rare people who have livestock here. I was thankful they let me. I will have to return the favor someday.

Anyway, I was cutting up the chicken(they had skinned it and gutted it already for me) when Daryl walked into the kitchen area wrapping his arms around me and kissing my neck. I grinned widely. His hands went to my growing stomach. I was a little over four months into the pregnancy now. We started to notice a difference about two months ago. He or she was really growing fast and big. "How's the…little peanut? Isn't that what you call them?"

I continued to smile. "Yeah. And they're fantastic. Just like me when you touch me like that." I turned my head and we gave each other a quick kiss. "Remember, we have a doctor's appointment tomorrow." I reminded him.

"Yeah, I know." He said with his face in my hair. "So, whatcha makin'?" Daryl said looking around me. "It looks good."

I laughed. "It's not even closed to being done yet." I looked back down at the chicken. "But it's going to be bacon wrapped brown sugar chicken." I giggled. "I wish there was a simpler name for it."

"Sounds good." Daryl said kissing my head. "Cain't wait. Don't burn it." He let go of me and walked away.

"Shut up." I said, then we both laughed. There was a brief pause, then I remembered what I wanted to tell him. I picked up a towel and began wiping my hands on it, then turned slightly to him. "So, guess what we're doing today now that we're both feeling good and the weather is nicer?"

"What?" Daryl said popping a grape into his mouth and giving me a curious look.

I smiled before answering. I wonder if he's going to go along with it? "Remember that conversation we had a while back when I said this house is going to be too small for the three of us?" He gave me a look. He knew exactly where I was going with this. "We need a bigger space. And I'd like to be moved in before the baby is born."

"Yeah, I know." He sighed.

"So…I wanna go today." I said softly. "It's a perfect day for it." I glanced towards the window. "Let's just look around. See if anything is available."

"No." Daryl said. I looked at him and was about to say something but he spoke first. "We'll ask someone up at the clubhouse first, then we'll go look." He said. "I ain't gonna be walkin' around aimlessly."

I let out a small laugh. "Okay. We can go as soon as I get this together. That way, it'll be put together for when we come back and it'll just have to cook."

"That one's nice." I pointed and smiled. "And it's got a pretty spacey looking yard. That would be good for them." I put my hand over my stomach.

"Yeah, that porch don't look too good though." Daryl said. "It'll need work."

"Oh. We don't want that then." I said. I want to be able to move into a place and not have to worry about fixing it up or anything. It's hard enough now but with a baby? That would be even worse. "Let's keep looking." I moved us along.

There was another available trailer on the same street as the previous one. "That's cute." I said once we got to it. "Aw, there's a porch swing. That would be so fun." I thought about Daryl pushing our son or daughter on the swing. "They would love that."

"You like everythang." Daryl said to me. I giggled. "It is kinda nice though." He said again. "We'll come back to it after we see the rest."

"Okay." I agreed and nodded. We continued on.

"I don't like this one at all." I said shaking my head. "I mean…it's a cute, little house but that's exactly what we don't want. Little." I said with a laugh.

"Yeah. That's too small. In fact, that might be smaller 'an our house we got now."

"I was just thinking the same thing." I said. "Oh well, on to the next."

The next couple of houses were a little bit farther away, so we had to walk a distance. "I really hope we can find a good one. After all, it is going to be our home for a long time. So, I really hope we have some better luck with these ones." The thought almost kind of scared me that we would be living in a trailer for the rest of our lives. I mean…I'm grateful. I'm glad we're safe and live inside the walls, but it's just that small space. I put my head down.

Daryl put him arm around me. "We'll find a place." He spoke softer and tried to reassure me. "It'll just take a little." He kissed my temple. I just gave him a small smile. Then, he kissed me. We just stood right there on the side of the street and kissed each other.

Just then, I heard a noise like a vehicle coming and we pulled apart. A kid was coming right at us on his golf cart. Daryl and I had to literally jump out of the way. When I did, I stumbled and fell to the ground. Panic set in immediately and my eyes were wide. If I wasn't pregnant, I wouldn't have given a shit, but I have to be more careful now.

"You sumbitch!" Daryl yelled at the kid and ran a little in the street. "I'm gonna stomp yer ass!"

"Daryl." I said, my voice shaky. Daryl looked at me and realized that I fell. His expression changed to full on concern and he ran over to me and helped me up. I was so worried that I was close to tears. "Daryl. Daryl, what if that hurt the baby?" I was breathing heavily.

"It's okay. Calm down." Daryl said frantically. And he's telling me to calm down. "It's gonna be okay."

"I wanna go see the doctor." I said, then repeated. "I wanna go see the doctor. Now."

"Okay." He nodded. "Let's go see the doctor."

I was laying on the table breathing heavily and waiting in anticipation to see if everything is okay. This is killing me. Daryl had his hand in mine. I squeezed every once in a while.

"Everything looks good." Dr. Cohen said. I immediately was able to relax, releasing a breath that I didn't even realize I was holding.

"Are you sure?" Daryl said. I guess he needed a little more convincing. "She's okay? The baby is alright?"

"Yes." The doctor nodded calmly. "The babies are fine. Abby is fine."

I exhaled in relief and smiled, then looked at Daryl. "We're fine." I nodded at Daryl. He kissed my forehead. It was then that I realized what the doctor said. "Wait, a minute." I looked back at him wide-eyed. "Did you just say what I think you said?" He smiled. "You said…babies, as in plural." He nodded. "Meaning more than one?"

Dr. Cohen let out a small laugh. "Yes, that's right, Abigail." He nodded again. "Looks like you're having twins."

My eyes widened and my mouth dropped. I huffed with a sort of laugh. "Twins?" I was still in shock, then it finally hit me. I smiled widely. "Oh my God! Twins! We're having twins!" I looked at Daryl. He still looked like he was in shock. I laughed and grabbed his face planting a kiss on his cheek. "Daryl, we're having twins!"

"Yeah…I heard." He said slowly. "Why…" Daryl trailed off for a moment. "Why are we only findin' out about this now? How didn't you know before?" He gave the doctor a hard look. That's actually a good question. I looked back at the doctor with a questioning look.

"Well, it's hard to tell sometimes." He pushed his glasses up and cleared his throat. "Sometimes they hide behind the other. They were very close." The doctor looked directly at me. "Maybe it was a good thing that this happened. The fall must have scared them causing them to move a little. So, I was able to see the other one." He smiled. He showed me on the screen. I looked at the incredible image before me. I laid there and listened to their heartbeats.

I smiled back at him. And here I was all worried that something happened. Now I have two babies! Well, I had them before but…we didn't know. Now we do. "Well, thank you, doctor." I looked at Daryl and smiled. "Let's get home." I grabbed his hand.

"Yeah." He gave me a small smile and helped me up off of the table.

As we were walking home, I couldn't stop staring at the ultrasound picture that the doctor gave me. I was just in…awe. The doctor said I'm having twins. I never thought in a million years that I would ever hear those words. "We have two little peanuts." I smiled. "Can you believe it?"

"No, I cain't." Daryl said quickly. He didn't sound angry but there was something about the way he said that. I had to look at him. "Never thought that would happen. Never ever thought. Ever." He raised his eyebrows.

I smiled. "Well, you must have a magic penis." I teased him. He snorted but didn't say anything. I didn't know if that was a good snort or a bad snort. "Daryl?" I looked at him more closely. "Is everything okay?"

He looked like he was about to say something but then rethought it. He glanced at me, then looked away again. I was getting worried and bit my lip. Maybe he's not happy about this like I am. Finally, he looked back at me and said, "I'm just a little more nervous about it, you know?" He shrugged. "Now it's double the responsibility. Double everythang actually." He raised his eyebrows again.

I gave him a small smile. "It'll be fine." I tried to reassure him. "We'll be fine. Everything will be fine. I promise." I rubbed his back for a second. "And it's not like we don't have help. I'm sure my dad and Michonne will be happy to help."

"Yeah, but…they're our kids." He nodded. "It mostly falls on us."

I let out a small laugh. "Well, of course it does. We are their parents after all." I smiled. "And it's going to be so much better this way. We got double the love now."

Daryl sighed. "You see double love. Well, I see double trouble."

I gave him a look. I knew he was only joking but part of me thought it was only half joking. I didn't like the stuff he was saying or how he was acting. I mean…it's totally normal to be nervous about having kids but…he almost sounds like he doesn't want to. Like he regrets it now. The thought depressed me. I put my head down and became very saddened.

"You know, if I would 'a caught that damn kid that nearly run us over, I would 'a throttled 'im and threw 'im in the lake." Daryl said. "Sumbitch. It could 'a been much worse. You could 'a— hey, what's wrong?" He stopped when he saw me. "You cryin'? What are ya cryin' for?" He wrapped his arms around me.

"Because this is supposed to be a happy time and you're not happy about the babies and I wanted you to be." I sobbed. "I want both of us to be happy. These are our children."

"I'm happy. I am. I'm happy." Daryl said. "I'm happy about the twins, I mean it, baby." He held me and kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry." He rubbed my back and held me. I sniffled and took a deep breath beginning to calm down. I felt a little stupid for my reaction but I was pretty emotional lately anyway.

Daryl finally let me go and rubbed my arms. "How about we go over to your dad's house and tell them our good news?" He gave me the smallest of smiles. I figured he was just trying to make me feel better, but I will take what I can get.

"Okay." I smiled and wiped my tears away, then nodded. "Yeah, I would like that very much." I breathed.

"Yeah?" Daryl said softly. "Come on, let's go." He put his arm around me and we started walking again.

My dad's house looked dark and it seemed really quiet as we were walking up to the porch. There's usually something going on. "I don't think they're here, Ab." Daryl said.

"Yeah, it doesn't look like it, does it?" I said. I knocked on the door anyway, then pulled the handle. It was open. "Anyone home?" I called inside. No answer. I walked inside and checked the rooms. "Hi, Duchess." I said to the cat on my dad and Michonne's bed. She ignored me and continued to clean herself. They ended up getting one of those cats, too, that our neighbor was trying to get rid of. "Yeah, they must have went out."

"We'll come back later." Daryl nodded. "Come on."

"Wait." I stopped him. "I just got a naughty idea. A very hot, naughty idea." I gave Daryl a lascivious smile. He gave me a curious look. Before I moved out, I wanted to have sex in my bed with or without my dad and Michonne home. Obviously this would have been done at night when they were in bed. But I like the idea of possibly getting caught. "Let's have sex in my old room." I suggested.

"What?" Daryl gave me a look that suggested I was joking. I smiled at him. His expression changed and seemed to get more serious. "Yer serious?" He said.

"Yeah, come on. Let's do it." I continued grinning.

"Nah, we cain't." Daryl smirked. "What if they come home and see us?"

"We'll be able to hear them if they do." I walked closer to him and grabbed his hand. "Please, Daryl, I really wanna do this." I practically begged. "It'll be so hot."

He looked like he was thinking about it. "Damnit." He swore under his breath. I smiled because I knew he caved, he was probably horny too. "Quickly." He slapped my bottom as I walked into my room. He closed the door.

I got butterflies in my stomach, I was so excited yet nervous. We didn't play around with our clothes, for we had to do this fast. I stripped myself completely naked as did Daryl, then we started kissing. I grabbed his hands and placed them on my breasts, that caused me to moan.

"Shh." Daryl said, then kissed my forehead. "The windows are open and there's people outside." What he just told me and the way he said it gave me a feeling "there." I breathed out again. Then, Daryl put his hands behind me and grabbed my bottom. I gasped.

"You know I like that." I breathed.

"Yeah." He said. He squeezed and gently slapped my butt. "Remember, we gotta make this quick. So, lay down." He slapped my bottom again when I turned.

I was so turned on already. "Do it." I said. "I'm ready." I laid back on the bed. The window was open and you could see right in, which made it all the more sexy.

Daryl bent down and kissed my baby bump, then slammed into me. He didn't waste any time and started to really move. I was moaning loudly without trying to be. I don't know if this is normal or not but I have been getting aroused more easily ever since I got pregnant. It probably is normal, but I'm not talking the doctor about that. Maybe if my doctor was a woman but, yeah, that's not happening.

Daryl was fucking me very hard and fast. I knew it wouldn't be much longer until I came. However, I wanted to this to be very sexy, so I started thinking about my dad and Michonne getting back and catching us in the act. That would be so embarrassing and awkward. For us and them. The thought turned me on so bad though. I kept thinking about it over and over, replaying the scene in my head.

Finally, I climaxed and moaned loudly. I don't care if the neighbors hear me or even if someone walked in. In that moment, I didn't. It was an extreme orgasm, almost like it was delayed or something. It kept going and going. It was fantastic. I don't think it's ever lasted this long before. I never wanted it to stop.

All good things come to an end though. I lay there limp on my old bunk bed with my legs shaking. Daryl went a little longer and finished. I felt his warm liquid inside of me. He breathed out sharply, catching his breath. I leaned up a little and kissed his cheek. He planted a nice kiss on my forehead, then gently pulled out of me. He just sat there for a minute. I smiled at him still laying on the bed. "Well…that was fun."

Daryl kind of made a weird face and nodded once, then he grabbed his shirt from off of the floor. "Hot and naughty enough fer ya?" He joked and smirked. At least I think he was joking.

I giggled. "It definitely was."

Daryl and I decided to wait there for a little bit, we were sitting on the porch. We said that if they aren't back within an hour, then we will leave and come back some other time. It's been pretty close to that now.

"I don't know if I like this screened in porch." I said randomly. "I mean…I like the idea of it, but I just don't think it lets enough air through. Know what I mean?"

"Yeah." Daryl said. "Not really, but yeah."

I looked at him. "I like the roof though. I like that a lot because when it rains…"

"You can sit out here." Daryl finished for me.

"Yeah." I smiled sweetly. I leaned over for a kiss, our lips met for a cute but brief moment. I giggled once we pulled apart.

I heard footsteps and looked up, the three of them were walking down the road. "They're back." I said. "Should we scare them?" I laughed.

Daryl smirked. "I ain't doin' nothin'." I laughed again.

Judith was the first one up here, she noticed us immediately. "Hey! What are you guys doing here?" She shouted.

"Cuz we gotta tell you guys something." I smiled.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Judith yelled behind her at my dad and Michonne who were now walking up the ramp. "Abby and uncle Daryl's here! They have to tell us something!" She turned back around grinning at us and gave me a thumbs up. I returned it, then glanced at Daryl. He smirked.

"Hi, uncle Daryl!" Judith went to him, she climbed onto his lap. It was kind of cute.

"HI, sweetheart." He said.

"Oh, hey." My dad said. He looked to be in a good mood, like he just got done laughing or something. That's good that he was laughing. It's nice to laugh. I smiled at them. "So, you got to tell us something, I hear?"

"Yeah." I said with a laugh. "The whole neighborhood probably heard." My dad and Michonne laughed and sat down. "So, where were you guys?" I asked them.

"They were having an arts and craft show for kids and Judith wanted to go." Michonne said. "So, we both went with her."

"It was really fun!" Judith yelled, she was still sitting on Daryl's lap.

I nodded. "Well, that's nice." There was a brief pause. I figured I might as well just tell them our news. "So, Daryl and I took a walk earlier. We're trying to find a bigger place, you know, with the baby and everything." I cleared my throat and sat up a little. "So anyway, we were walking around and some jackass kid almost hit us on a golf cart."

"Sumbitch." Daryl said roughly.

I laughed. "Yeah and I fell." Michonne gasped and my dad gave me a concerned look. "But I'm fine and so are they. We went to the doctor just to make sure and…we got some crazy news." I stopped and smiled.

"Uh oh." Michonne said.

"Yeah and what's that?" Said My dad.

I glanced at Daryl and smiled before saying, "we're having twins."

"Twins?" Michonne said excitedly.

My dad's eyes were wide but he was smiling. "That's great, honey!" We were all smiles and giggles.

"Wait a minute." Judith said curiously. "You mean you have two babies inside of you now?" She questioned.

"Uh huh." I nodded and smiled.

"What?" She seemed so confused. I heard my dad and Michonne laughing. "How'd that happen?" We all laughed then.

"I'm not going to be the one to explain it to you, kid." I said wide-eyed.

We stayed there and talked for a while but we didn't stay long. I started to get hungry, which means Daryl probably was too. I glanced at Daryl, my sister was asleep on his lap. "You wanna go?" I asked quietly.

He shrugged. "Yeah, sure."

I nodded and looked towards my dad and Michonne. "Well, we're gonna go. I'm hungry." I laughed sitting up a little. "We didn't eat dinner yet."

"Well, you guys are welcome to stay for dinner." Michonne said.

"Oh no, that's okay." I waved her off. "I already have something made, I just have to put it in the oven." I struggled a little to get up. Daryl took Judith inside and put her on her bed, then came back out.

I walked over to Michonne because she was closer to me and gave her a hug. "Congratulations, honey." She told me. "Take care of yourself." She gave me a serious look. "Now you have to be extra careful." She laughed.

"Oh, I know it." I smiled.

"And you too." She hugged Daryl next. "Congratulations."

"Alright." My dad said and looked at me. "Come here." He hugged me to him, I giggled. "I'm so happy for you baby." He let me go. "Now I gotta give you three kisses." He said. "One for you," he kissed my forehead, "and one for both of my grand babies." He kissed me two more times. I let out a small laugh and smiled.

My dad shook Daryl's hand. "Congratulations, man."

"Thanks." Daryl nodded.

"Take care of my baby girl." My dad said again. Daryl just nodded.

"He does." I smiled.

I sighed after checking the timer of the chicken in the oven. "I need to sit down." I said and sat down on the couch. "Man, I get so tired so easily now." I put my hand on my stomach. "They're taking all my energy." I half joked.

"Yeah." Daryl said. "Maybe we should 'a just stayed over there fer dinner. They was the ones who offered. That way you wouldn't 'a had to do any cookin'."

I sighed. "Yeah, I know but I really wanted to try this recipe." I nodded. "I just hope it turns out right and you like it."

"I'll like anythang ya make me." Daryl said. I smiled. I was about to tell him how sweet he was but he spoke first. "Unless ya burn it." He smirked.

I huffed but still laughed. "Jerk." We both laughed. I started to feel really hot. "Hm. Hey, Daryl, can you get me a glass of water, please?"

"Sure, baby." He jumped up and got me a glass and put some ice cubes in it, then filled it with water. "Here ya go." He handed it to me.

"Thank you, my love." I took a sip, it felt so good going down. I could like not drink fast enough. I was so thirsty for some reason. I practically drank the whole thing down.

Some time passed and the food was finally ready. Daryl and I were sitting at the table eating. I put some of the chicken in Ponyboy's bowl. That cat wasn't too crazy about chicken, though, he liked beef.

"Yer a damn good cook, woman." Daryl said still chewing. He wasn't even done yet and put more into his mouth. "Where ya been all my life?" He teased.

"Oh shut up." I said. Although, I was very flattered and glad that he liked it. "So, you really like it?"

"It's the best dinner I ever had."

"Okay, now you're just sucking up to me." I joked.

"Nah, it really is. I ain't kiddin'." He continued digging into it like a vulture. Wow. I didn't think I had it in me. I thought. I mean…I liked it too, it was very good but he seemed to go crazy over it. I smiled at him eating. "Damn." He said. "What are ya tryin' to do? Get me to go down on you or somethin'?" He smirked at me.

I knew he was only joking. I laughed a little. "Well…I did like that. A lot." I raised my eyebrows and giggled again. He hasn't done that in a long time. I remembered how good it felt.

Daryl looked at me and didn't say anything for a moment. "Why didn't ever say anythang? I would 'a went down on ya. All's ya had to do was ask me." He put more food in his mouth. I just shrugged. "Want me to do that tonight?"

I looked at him and smiled. "Sure, if you want to." I shrugged.

"Alright." He said.

As I was eating, I started to get a little bit of a sick feeling and I felt that pain again behind my right ribs. I almost said "ow" out loud. It was gone as suddenly as it came on though. But I still felt a little sick to my stomach. I just decided to stop eating even though I liked it a lot.

I got ready for bed like I usually do that night, then got into bed. It felt so good to lay down. I wasn't feeling too great for some reason and I was overheated too. I breathed a little heavier than usual and tried to calm down. I hope that it's just because I'm tired from all that happened today, and I'm not getting sick or anything. That would be terrible, especially now.

"Hey." Daryl said and walked into the room. I lifted my head off of my pillow a little to look at him. "Do you still wanna…" He trailed off and smirked. I let my head drop back down and let out a small sigh. "Well, that doesn't sound too exciting'." He teased.

I looked back up at him and sighed again. "Yeah, actually, Daryl…I'm so tired." I shook my head. "I just—I can't tonight."

He was quiet for a minute. I hope he's not mad. "Okay." He finally said. "That's okay. You feelin' alright?"

"I don't know." I said being honest. I didn't even have the energy to lie.

"What do ya mean, ya don't know?"

"Just what I said. I'm very tired."

"That better be all that it is." Daryl said roughly.

"Yeah." I rolled over and closed my eyes. "I hope so too."

I woke up with that pain again, except this time it was worse than ever. I sat up holding my side and groaning loudly in pain. Oh, does it hurt! I grabbed Daryl's leg that was under the covers. I was breathing heavily.

"Abby?" Daryl sounded worried. "What's wrong? What is it?"

"It hurts so bad." I said in pain. "Ahhh."

"What does? What hurts?"

"Like behind my ribs." I pointed. "Right here."

He put his hand there like he was checking around. Daryl seemed to hesitate. "…you sure it's just not the babies?"

"No, this is different." I shook my head with my eyes tightly shut. "I know because, it's happened before." I groaned.

"What do ya mean it happened before?" He said roughly.

"Like back in December, I think. Oh!" I put my hand on that area. I was breathing even heavier now. I sure was in some bad pain. "Oh, I think I'm gonna throw up." I got out of bed as fast as I could and ran into the bathroom.

I kneeled on my knees in front of the toilet. I was close to tears because of how sick I felt. It was just like that one time, when I needed to puke but it wouldn't happen. I made myself gag hoping that would help.

After about five whole minutes of pain, I finally threw up. It was everything I ate for dinner. The sickening feeling was gone but I still felt very weak. I sat back against the shower breathing heavily.

"Are ya alright?" Daryl was there. I looked at him. I wondered if he was watching the whole thing. That would be embarrassing. However, the way I was feeling right then, I don't give a damn. "Shit. Abby, yer really pale."

I sighed and leaned my head back. "I feel weak."

"How 'bout let's go get ya checked out by the doctor, okay?" He spoke softer and helped me up. Dr. Cohen is really going to get tired of seeing me. "We'll take the car, so you don't have to walk."