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Chapter 12: My Family

It was the morning of the attack and Brooke felt restless. She didn't get any sleep that night as every scenario went through her head. The army only had some ammunition but they had their trucks with machine guns. She would be managing one of them and she knew their plan. She zipped the bullet proof vest around her stomach and chest and put on her oversized t-shirt. They would have to wait a while before the attack but she knew that the time would fly by.

The Prison

Daryl and Rick stood watch for the army in the evening. They knew that today was the day that they would attack and they were ready for them. Andrea and Michonne had warned them that they still had some ammunition but not much. They said that the group had more guns but the army had more powerful weapons. Rick looked over at Daryl and sighed. He had no idea that Brooke was pregnant and he was going to watch her put her life in danger. Rick understood that this could be the last time he saw his group but he knew that they would be able to win.

"What?" Daryl asked.

"Nothing Daryl." Rick said.

"Ain't nothin'." Daryl said. "What's up?"

"Just worried that's all." Rick said but he knew Daryl was smarter than that. He looked through his binoculars. "It's time."

The cars drove up one by one and the army filed out in front of the prison. Brooke was behind the machine gun and Merle stood behind Blake. The rebellion was in a different formation than the rest of the army but it wasn't noticeable. They were all on the outside of the formation so they would be able to attack more easily. Blake stood with confidence and Brooke aimed her gun.

"I'm going to leave you with one final warning before this whole thing starts." He announced. "You can live in harmony with us at Woodbury or you can be killed here. It's your choice." He waited for a moment and they heard nothing. "Have it your way." Gun shots were fired at the prison. Brooke saw one man aiming at Daryl and Rick. She looked over at Merle and he nodded. They gave the signal and the rebellion aimed at the army. Brooke fired at the men with their guns pointed at the watchtower. "What the hell?" Blake yelled and saw his men turning on him in an instant. "Keep breaking down the door!" he ordered his allies. He saw an arrow go through one of the men's head. He looked behind as Merle stabbed another in the throat that was fighting him. Just as the last two men holding the ram went down, the door burst open and he ran inside with revenge filling his body.

"Merle!" Brooke called.

"Come on, I'll cover you!" he said and she jumped out of the vehicle. He shielded her as she ran inside the prison. He closed the doors behind her so no one else could follow and they continued to fight.

Brooke ran in the prison to find the group. She ran into cell block C to find the women, along with Carl, Herschel, and a baby that looked just like Shane.

"Aunt Brooke!" Carl cried. She bent down and grabbed Carl in a hug.

"Hey handsome." She said. She turned her attention to Herschel. "I need you to do something for me."

"Anything." Herschel said.

"At the back of the prison, an Asian man named Wes is there with a truck. He's part of the rebellion so I need you to help me guide everyone in there."

"I can do that." He said.

"Let's go, we don't have time to waste." She said. Everyone followed her to the back of the prison carefully. Wes was standing at the car with his gun drawn. "Wes!" she called.

"Come on!" he yelled. She pushed Carl into the car first, then the rest except for Lori and Sophia.

"Lori, we don't have time!" she yelled.

"I'm waiting for Rick!" Lori said holding Sophia in her arms. Brooke's lips tightened.

"Come on, we'll go find them! Wes, don't let anything happen to them!" she said and they ran back into the prison. They jogged into cell block C to see Rick and Daryl coming back from the watchtower. Daryl immediately ran to Brooke and embraced her.

"We are going to have a long talk about this." He panted. "Oh God, I love you so much."

"I love you too, I'm so sorry." She whispered.

"Oh isn't this touching." A chilling voice said. They pulled apart to look at Blake with his gun drawn. "You know, you're a pretty damn good liar. I didn't know that he was your husband." Daryl looked at Brooke but her eyes were narrowed at Blake. "You are very clever but look at you now. You've met your end because you weren't able to kill me. Now all of you move away from her." No one moved and he cocked his gun. "NOW!" Daryl looked at Brooke and she nodded her head. They all moved away from her and Sophia started to cry. "Now I know you have a bullet proof vest on. You didn't think I wouldn't notice it did you? Take it off, drop your gun, or your husband dies. All of you!" She sighed because she knew she would have to lift her shirt in order to take off the vest. She lifted her shirt and took zipped of the vest. Blake laughed manically and she could feel Daryl's shock. "So you were knocked up this entire time?" he laughed. "Let me ask you something, do you know what I do to women like you, in your state?"

"Yes." She answered and Sophia cried even louder. Lori tried to comfort her but the baby could sense the danger in the room.

"Let me tell you how different this is going to be. You never mess with me, you don't cross me. I'm going to kill everyone you love, one by one. First I'll kill the baby, then I'll kill her mother, then her father, then your husband. You will watch them suffer one by one. Then I kill your baby, then finally I will kill you. And when I get back to Woodbury, I'll make sure that every living member of the rebellion is tortured and hanged. That's how much I want to hurt you. That's how much I want to see you burn." Brooke's blood boiled and she looked over at Daryl.

"You can do all you want to me but don't you dare hurt my family." She growled.

"Well, sorry I don't work that way." Blake said and pointed his gun at Sophia. Brook pulled a six shooter from her waist band and shot Blake before he could do anything. He went down but he was till gasping for air and reaching for his gun. Brook picked it up and Daryl took it out of her hands.

"You don't hurt my family." Daryl said and shot Blake right between the eyes. The front door burst open and the rebellion walked in. Merle stood in the front.

"It's over. We won." He sighed and grinned.

"How many did we lose?" Brooke asked.

"Fifteen in total. We need to go make sure they don't come back. Wes made it back to Woodbury with the group." The remainder of the rebellion walked outside and they finished the job so none of them would come back as walkers. Brooke could feel Daryl's eyes on her. She knew she was in for it and he was upset. They climbed into the Prius and drove back. When they arrived, the entire town was there waiting. As soon as the soldiers stepped out of their cars, people cheered and celebrated. She saw Wes running to a woman and a child. Becky explained that they had found some of the missing in a room under City Hall. Everyone was so tired from waiting and fighting that they decided to hold a town meeting the next day. They went to the housing area of the town where they were able to pick the house they wanted. Daryl and Brooke only talked a little about what house but they decided on a two story, three bedroom house that looked just like the one in Daryl's dream but larger.

"What may I ask is the household's last name?" A woman asked so she could put it down in the book.

"Dixon." Daryl answered.

"And what's your status?" she asked but realized her mistake. She didn't have to ask those types of questions anymore. "Sorry, I'm used to asking that."

"Married." Daryl replied and the woman nodded. She gave them the keys and they walked inside. It was fully furnished and was a beautiful house. It had light blue walls with a black leather couch, a stainless steel kitchen, and other nice furniture. The couple sat down on the couch but Daryl soon stood up and started pacing. Brooke held her hands together. "Brooke…" he started but closed his mouth. He ran a hand down his face. "Why would you do that?"

"I thought it was best for the group." She replied.

"Do you have any idea the hell you put me through?" he yelled. "Did you have a death wish? You could've been killed! You keep puttin' your life in danger and I thought I could handle it but this is too far, Brooke! This was your worst idea yet! I was going crazy worryin' about you!" he huffed and Brooke hung her head down. "This is too out of hand, Brooke." He said a little more calmly. "I mean you're pregnant, with my child and you just fuckin' went to war! What were you thinkin'? You're carryin' my baby, OUR baby Brooke!"

"Listen Daryl, I'd rather me and the baby be dead than the rest of you." She stated.

"Damn it Brooke!" he yelled. "Do you know how much that stings? Was this supposed to be a way to get rid of the baby?"

"No!" she defended. "I want this baby but I needed y'all to be safe. If I got killed in the process then at least you would be alive."

"Did you think I would be okay if I found out you died?" He asked angrily. "I would rather be dead if you were gone!" Brooke had tears flowing down her face.

"Daryl I'm-"

"I am still talkin'!' he roared. "You keep on doing this sort of shit! I swear the next time you do this, it's done! I can't keep worryin' about you. I love you too damn much to keep on doing that and you can't keep doin' this to me!" he yelled. He shook his head and went towards the front door. Brooke stood and walked towards him even though she knew to leave a pissed Dixon alone.

"Daryl wait!" she called but he slammed the door. "Oh God…" she sobbed and she sat on the floor against a wall. He had never been that mad at her before and she didn't know what to expect. She buried her face into her hands and sobbed even harder. She took the small vase beside her and threw it against the opposite wall as a result of being so upset for her stupidity. Daryl was right, she knew he was right. It wasn't fair for her to do what she did and now she realized she could lose him forever.

Daryl walked through the streets in the middle of the darkness in his life and in the sky. He came across a small house and knocked on the door. Carol opened and saw his red face.

"Come in." she said and he stormed into her house.