I do not own any of the TWD characters. There's some smut at the end – I figured these two kids need a release. What do you think?

Peek A Boo

A nurse was doing her best to get Beth situated and comfortable for the ultrasound. Daryl sat at her head and held her hand, whispering in her ear causing Beth to smile and giggle every few seconds. She'd asked that they turn the air conditioning down as she was just about to melt into a puddle.

Negan and Lucille on the other hand were feeling like two cubes of ice. Negan felt like his teeth may start chattering any minute. He'd wrapped Lucille up in his jacket so he was hopeful she wouldn't catch her death of cold sitting in that dark cubby hole of an exam room. The ultrasound technician arrived and tapped lightly on the door. Sticking her head in she asked, "Everyone ready for me?"

Beth looked over at the door and smiled. "Yes, we're ready" Beth said.

"Okay" the technician said calmly. "Let's see if we can get this princess to play peek a boo with us." Everyone had ooooood and awwwwwed at the images projected up onto the screen. While Daryl had been amazed at every ultrasound they'd had, this was Negan's first and he was downright mesmerized. Lucille didn't even bother to fight back the tears.

"She's just beautiful Beth" Lucille stated softly. "Just beautiful."

"She is, isn't she?" Beth agreed.

Negan didn't have any words.

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Dwight rarely asked his employers personal questions, well except for Beth of course, but she had dozed off in the backseat. After dropping Daryl and Negan back at the office, Lucille had remained up front with Dwight.

"Everything alright with Mrs. Dixon today?" Dwight asked Lucille.

A slight smile to cross Lucille's lips before she answered the man. "Oh yes" Lucille beamed. She then turned to Dwight and began to expand on her response. "Dwight, she's just precious – our sweet baby girl is precious."

Dwight now had a genuine smile on his face as well. "I had a cousin that was expecting once and I saw a picture of an ultrasound but I couldn't tell heads nor tails. Literally."

Lucille laughed out loud.

"Course that's been several years ago" Dwight continued. "I imagine those things are pretty advanced by now."

"Yes, I should say so" Lucille agreed. "It was almost like looking at a photograph."

"Hmmm" Dwight murmured. "How much longer she got to go?" Dwight glanced in the mirror looking at a still sleeping Beth that had slumped over into the window. "She sure seems miserable."

"You're not kidding" Lucille said. "Everyone, the ultrasound technician and her doctors all think that it could be anytime now. Just anytime."

"I know everyone is sure excited about it" Dwight offered up. "Now, Mrs. Negan, you've got my number. You know, just in case Mr. Dixon or Mr. Negan aren't around. I can be there just super quick if you need me to be."

"Yes, Dwight, I have your number" Lucille patted him on the arm, something she'd never done before. "I'm hopeful it won't come to that, but I believe without a doubt that you're up for the job of getting us to the hospital if need be."

Once they'd made it home and Lucille had awakened Beth as gently as possible, Dwight saw that both ladies made it into the house before leaving.

"Beth" Lucille spoke once they were inside. "Would you like to finish your nap?"

"Yes, very much so" Beth answered. "Do you mind?"

"Don't be ridiculous" Lucille quipped. "You can barely keep your eyes open. I'll get you up when I have some dinner ready for us."

Lucille walked Beth to the downstairs guest suite where she and Daryl had taken up temporary residence. Once in there, Lucille helped Beth out of her clothing and into some super soft pajamas that she'd ordered for her. Next, Lucille pulled the covers back and tucked Beth into bed. Before leaving the room, Lucille kissed Beth on the forehead, turned the light off, the ceiling fan on and gently closed the door.

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Daryl and Negan had made a late night of it, both of them trying to make up for the time they'd missed at work that afternoon. You'd hear neither one of them complain about the time they'd taken off that day though – nooooo, not in a million years. When they finally drug in and it was going on eight o'clock, Lucille simply pulled some plates out of the cabinet, fixed them each a plate and something to drink. They didn't get the third degree as to what had taken so long and why they were so late. Lucille Negan knew the drill, and Beth was quickly learning the drill. Their men worked some long hours to insure that their wives had all they needed and wanted. No, Lucille was past complaining over the long hours. As Negan and Daryl sat in complete silence slurping up spaghetti noodles, Lucille went to fetch Beth. She'd allowed Beth to sleep the entire time because apparently she needed it. The four of them sat down at the small table in the breakfast nook of the Negan's kitchen. The conversation was quiet and light. No office talk, only plans of an upcoming get away for Negan and Lucille. Daryl mentioned that the apartment was still at least another month away from completion and Beth talked of, believe it or not, missing her sister. Beth pushed noodles around on the plate, not really eating any, and she wondered aloud when she should have her Momma come up.

"Beth, Darling" Lucille spoke. "You have Annette come anytime you want. We have plenty of room here and we both enjoy being with her so. You call her anytime you're ready – the sooner, the better actually."

Daryl glanced at Lucille from across the table.

"I'm just not sure how much longer we've got" Lucille laughed nervously. "I certainly don't want Annette to miss out."

"Why don't you give her a call when you finish eating" Negan suggested. "I'll take care of sending a plane for her. You look like you're about to pop to be honest."

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Beth couldn't get comfortable. Beth had eaten hardly nothing at supper so for the life of her she couldn't figure out why the indigestion was so amped up tonight. The burning in her chest and the constant burping caused Beth to seek relief by sitting up in the bed, huffing and puffing as she haphazardly tried to fluff the pillows behind her. Glancing over at Daryl, who was completely oblivious to his wife's discomfort by the way, added to Beth's foul mood. Logically, Beth knew she shouldn't be mad at Daryl for being able to sleep. After all, he'd been putting in long hours at the office and then tying up loose ends on their apartment at the end of his long day on top of that – no, she was not going to deny him a good night's sleep.

Finally Beth thought that maybe she needed to use the bathroom – maybe that would help. At least it would give her a change of scenery and something to do for a few minutes. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Beth stuck her tongue out at her own reflection. "Ugggh" Beth hissed at herself. Beth's hair, of course, was all over the place. The lack of sleep each night had really contributed to the circles under her eyes. Beth pulled her gown up to look at huge belly and traced the stretch marks that seemed like a road map out of control. Looking back up at herself she muttered under her breath "Good Lord Beth. Ya look like a beached whale."

Beth's eyes were threatening to sprout tears as she dug through a cosmetic bag for her bottle of Tums. Flipping the lid, she poured the round tablets into her hand until she had a matching pair (she refused to take two of a different color at the same time). Beth popped the chalky discs into her mouth and chewed them up, chasing them with a swallow of tap water from the sink. "Yucccck" she moaned and turned to go back to bed. Beth jumped when she saw Daryl standing in the doorway to the bathroom.

"Fuck" she let slip. "Ya scared the shit outta me Daryl!"

Daryl chose to ignore her hateful tone. He'd been having to do that a lot lately. Daryl was pretty sure that if this baby girl didn't make an appearance soon, he was going in after it. Pregnancy had not been kind to his lovely wife, physically or mentally. It had taken a toll on them both.

"Sorry Baby" Daryl walked over to her and attempted to wrap Beth up in a hug. "Didn't mean ta scare ya. Ya okay?"

Beth sunk into his embrace and tried to tone the snark factor down when she replied. "No Daryl. I'm not okay" she replied. "I've got heartburn. I look and feel as broad as the side of one of Daddy's barns" Beth yammered as she began ranting and listing everything that was wrong.

"Beth" Daryl spoke softly to his wife. "You do not look like the side of a barn" he began to try and work his magic on her. "Ya just feel like it. Beth, you're beautiful." Beth was crying quietly into Daryl's chest. Daryl just stood there and held her in his arms.

"It ain't gonna be much longer" Daryl continued. "We'll have our baby girl and ya can feel better – ya won't be so hot and sweaty all the time." Beth giggled at that because that really had been her number one complaint since the beginning of May. "How 'bout I run ya a bubble bath? That always makes ya feel better for a little bit. Then I'll give ya a back rub. How's that sound?"

"Oh Daryl, that sounds wonderful" Beth sighed. "I'm sorry I've been so ugly to you lately."

"Mmmmmm" Daryl mumbled.

"Well" Beth picked up what was said in Daryl's grumble "for too long now. I've been such a bitch. I'm sorry. It's as if I have absolutely no control over what comes out of my mouth."

"I just want ya to feel better Baby" Daryl pulled away from Beth and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Pretty sure there's only one way that's gonna happen. Believe me, we're all anxious for that little girl to make her appearance."

"I know" Beth admitted. "I snapped so badly at Negan tonight it's a wonder he just didn't put me in my place real quick."

"I don't think there's much ya could do or say to that man that would ever make him think less of ya" Daryl smiled at his wife.

"Yeh, well" Beth offered. "I think I crossed a line tonight – left him speechless" Beth let a snort out "so ya know it had to be pretty bad."

"He'll get over it" Daryl told her.

Daryl walked over to the tub and began to fill it and poured some of Beth's favorite smell good stuff in the stream of water. He returned to Beth's side to pull the gown over her head and pull her panties down. Gently he tapped on her feet signaling her to step out of her underwear. Daryl tossed Beth's night clothes into the hamper and that's when a thought entered his mind.

"Bet you'd feel better if ya let me get ya off" Daryl smirked at Beth "Been a while – I think you're just needing a good orgasm."

"What?" Beth seemed shocked. "Why on earth would you want to even be near any of this?" she asked and pointed down at her body with disgust.

"Fuck Beth" Daryl whispered and crossed back over to her. "Do ya know how fuckin worked up I get when I see that belly with our baby in it?"

"Worked up like ya wanta be sick?" Beth asked sarcastically.

"No" Daryl grabbed Beth by the arm and pulled her to him before pressing her up against the sick. "Like I wanta fuck ya brains out and see if I can get ya double pregnant."

"Pffft" Beth whimpered as Daryl had dropped to his knees and had nudged her legs apart so that he could lick at her inner thighs. "Godddddd" Beth panted. "There's no such thing as double pregnant" she giggled.

"If there was I bet I could be the one to do it" Daryl stated right before he licked a solid stroke up through the folds of her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh" Beth was giving in to him. "I bet ya could too" she took this moment to do some of the controlled breathing she'd been practicing.

"Let's get in that big ass bath tub" Daryl looked up and around Beth's belly, tweaking her nipples. Beth couldn't speak, she only nodded her agreement. Daryl got into the tub first and held her hand as she stepped in. "Careful now" he cautioned "don't want ya to slip and have to holler for Negan to come in and help us outta here."

Beth giggled some more and Daryl was relieved that his wife's mood was improving, if only for a little while. They both sunk down into the bubbly water and faced each other. "Ya know" Daryl began "this could be one of the last times ya get to take a bath without having a screamin baby in the background needin something from ya?"

Beth smiled at Daryl's teasing. "Yes, I hear babies can be quit demanding" she deadpanned. "Weren't you going to give me the ultimate orgasm to take my mind of how miserable and disgusting I am?"

"Ya ain't disgustin Beth" Daryl grumbled "and quit sayin that." Shifting around in the tub, Daryl caused water to splash out and onto the floor. Once he had made his way over to Beth, he pushed her legs up so that they were spread open and he situated himself in between them. Bending over he brushed his lips over hers. "I love you so fuckin much Beth" Daryl told her. "I ain't ever gonna get my fill of you."

"Love you" Beth told him. Daryl left her mouth and moved down to kiss her collar bone, then made his way to those gorgeous breasts of hers. Taking one in his mouth and the other in his hand, Beth began to give in. They were very sensitive and it had been so long since she'd let Daryl anywhere near her.

"Oh my God Daryl" Beth whined. "That's so good."

"Yeh?" he asked.

"Yeh" she answered. "Don't stop."

Daryl switched the breast he was sucking on and ran his hand down to rub at Beth's clit. Judging by the reaction he got with that, Beth was on a hair trigger tonight. He continued to explore with his fingers as several entered her heat and his thumb continued working on her clit.

"Daryl, Daryl, oh my, oh my" Beth called out. "Oh Daryl, oh my God" she was panting and arching her back now. "That's so good."

"Beth" Daryl was as hard as a fucking brick bat at this point. "Beth, please let me make love to you. Please. I'll be easy if that's what ya worried 'bout."

Beth looked up at her husband with a devilish grin. "Take me to bed Daryl. I don't know how we're gonna do it, but if you can figure it out, I don't want easy. I want the opposite of easy."