OK so I was going to end it here, but the children insisted I tell you about them, especially Buck and Scarlett so the next chapter will be about them. Thank you to everyone who has read this story. :-)

Chapter 19

Lina had five sons back to back before she finally had a girl and stopped. Merle and Daryl took turns naming the boys after Johnny, they had Rebel, Hunter, Rider and Buck, Lina named her girl Scarlett. All the children had the Dixon's piercing blue eyes. The town whispered about who fathered Lina's children, but never got concrete answers, both brothers took claim of them, but on paper Daryl was the father of Johnny, Hunter and Buck while Merle had Rebel, Rider and Scarlett.

Lina and Merle married after Rebel was born, causing a shock when Daryl was put down the following year as Hunter's father. Despite the strangeness surrounding the children's parentage, nobody could deny that they looked very much in love.

Merle had turned his life around, and he happily shared it with his brother, acknowledging that he could never part with him. His bitterness and jealousy disappearing with the birth of his first son. Life was too good to not share with the only person who'd lived through hell with him. He had more fun and adventures now, than he ever did in his drinkin' and druggin' days. Merle always liked causing hell and now he had his own personal army with which to do it.

Daryl never got a girlfriend or a wife, he stayed with Merle and Lina. Each time they had to upgrade to a bigger place, Daryl went with them, till they finally settled on a house in the woods with mother in law quarters. While he wasn't in love with the name, he had his own space in the same house as the kids, he was happy. It confused people that he never "got a life of his own" but to Daryl this was a life of his own. It wasn't traditional, but he had everything he wanted and nothing he didn't. He counted himself lucky that he had a brother and sister in law that understood and accepted his quirks, they shared their home with him, they acted like all the children were his also. He had legal rights to everything as much as they did. He didn't care what anyone thought about their arrangement. He was happy and he felt lucky. He might not be husband or boyfriend material but he was a born father, it wasn't at all strange to see Daryl in the woods with a horde of children, all armed to the teeth trailing, after him, a huge smile on his face.

Lina was no longer a walking emotionless statue. She always had a smile and a slightly crazed look in her eye. If she wasn't shouting at the children, she was usually shouting at Merle, and if she wasn't shouting at Merle, they were usually laughing and kissing. She and Daryl had calmer relationship, Daryl was the one helping her keep things under control, while Merle laughed at the kid's antics.

The whole town was in a flurry of gossip and confusion for the first few years, women accused Lina of performing some kind of Indian magic on the brothers, while the men smiled at each other, they agreed, Lina had powers, but they were most likely in the bedroom. No one said anything to their face, after the brothers administered a few broken bones and black eyes, people kept their mouth shut. Soon enough it became old news, and people only worried if they saw the Dixon clan coming their way, they had the habit of causing chaos wherever they went.

"Daryl's gonna go to Atlanta this weekend, he's got an itch to scratch." Merle said as he slipped into bed.

"Ugh I hate it when you say it like that." Lina rolled her eyes.

"What do you want me to say, he gonna bump some uglies, do the horizontal mambo, get his dick wet.."

"Shut up, Merle. You're so disgusting sometimes."

"Johnny asked me how it's possible to have two daddies, they're teachin' him that sex ed shit at school."

"Shit! What did you tell him Merle?" Lina sat up panicked.

"I told him about my dad."

"Wait, what? I don't get it."

"I told him that it don' matter who made him, my dad made me and Daryl but he weren't no father. We both his daddies cause we love him and it don't make no difference who did what."

"What did he say?"

"He said he don't give a shit, he likes havin' us both, he was just wonderin'." Merle started letting his hand wander up her thigh.

"God I hope they're all that easy." She breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Scarlett ain't gonna be." Merle grinned "My baby girl is gonna wanna know every damn thing." He let out a booming laugh. "You gonna have ta tell her how you fucked us both."

"Yeah, you going to tell her about all the women you've been with Merle?"

The smile slid from his face. "Well shit."

"That's what I thought."

"Damn it! That girls too much like me." Merle scowled

"Tell me about it. She called herself the Princess Bitch today, she's five Merle." She shook her head, she wanted a girl, well she got one, but that didn't make her any less a Dixon.

"Well, in all fairness sugar, she kinda is." He grabbed her legs and pulled her down onto her back before climbing on top of her. "But you's the Queen." He kissed her neck. "To bad we can't make ourselves another one. I saw Daryl lookin' at the kids baby pictures yesterday." He began removing her tank top.

"mmmhmm well Daryl can go make one with someone else." She sighed as he caressed her breasts.

"You know he ain't gonna do that." He pulled on her shorts till she lifted her butt to help him.

"Well I've made enough babies for both of you, the baby factory is closed for business."

"Not all business." Merle grinned as he positioned himself between her legs.

"No, not all business." She smiled "I love you Merle."

"I love you too baby." He groaned as he slid into her, even after all these years she still felt like home.