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Chapter 20: A Dixon

5 months old:

"Alright Dean, we're going to get you changed and then we can play some peek-a-boo." Brooke told Dean as she was changing his diaper. She had gone back to work but Herschel refused to let her stay too long. She was happy he even let her work and she was happy he didn't let her work too long. She was really surprised on how much she missed Dean. She thought it would be easier to leave him alone with Becky or Carol but she missed seeing him almost every minute of the day. She had been making solid foods for him. He loved strawberries so she knew she had raised him right so far. Dean had begun to try and speak but he hadn't been able to say anything yet. Dean tried to roll away from Brooke but she caught him before he could. "Uh-uh." She smiled and giggled. "You aren't going anywhere." She bent down and blew raspberries on his stomach. He laughed and she looked back up at him. He grabbed at her and kicked his legs as he smiled. She smoothed his dark brown hair and smiled at him. "You're a silly baby, you know that? Your Momma thinks you are. Momma thinks you're a silly baby."

"Hey." Daryl said and she jumped. Dean laughed at her as she sighed loudly.

"You need to do something to warn me you're home." She said and turned to Dean. "Your Daddy almost gave me a heart attack." He came over to her and kissed her and Dean made a loud 'ah' noise.

"I didn't forget about you bud." Daryl smiled and went over to his son. He kissed his cheek and Dean grabbed at his chin. He looked up at Brooke and squeaked. Brooke giggled and kissed his other cheek.

"You're such a needy baby." Daryl said.

"He just wanted some lovin." She said as Daryl wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed her cheek. "He missed you, I could tell. He kept trying to grab my chin but pouted. I guess it's because he didn't feel your goatee."

"Did he grab your hair?" he asked.

"Yeah, he's gained a lot of strength so it actually kind of hurts now." She replied.

"What did I tell you about hurtin' Momma?" Daryl snapped playfully at his son. Dean tilted his head a little at Daryl.

"Oh he doesn't know any better." She smiled.

"Don't side with him." Daryl smirked at Brooke and she gave him a quick kiss.

"I'm gonna go make some food for him real quick. It's about his feeding time." She said.

"If you bring me some water I'll change his diaper." Daryl propositioned.

"Deal." She said and walked down the stairs. Dean started to whine when Brooke left.

"Dixon's don't whine remember." Daryl told him as he changed his diaper. "Momma will be back up soon don't worry."

"Ma-ma." Dean whimpered and Daryl's eyes got wide.

"What 'chou just say?" Daryl asked as he finished the diaper. "Momma?"

"Ma-ma." Dean said again and Daryl smiled. He quickly, but gently, picked Dean up.

"Brooke!" Daryl called. Brooke appeared at the bottom of the steps.

"Is everything okay?" She asked worriedly.

"He said momma!" Daryl announced and Brooke beamed from ear to ear.

"What?" Dean turned and saw Brooke so he smiled.

"Ma-ma!" Dean said louder and Brooke jumped up and down for joy. Dean and Daryl laughed at her.

"Oh my gosh! He said his first word!" she said and ran over to Dean and kissed his cheek. "Oh, you're so smart!"

"Alright darlin' I think you're freakin' him out." Daryl snickered. She kissed Daryl's cheek and kissed Dean's cheek again.

"Ma-ma!" Dean said again and Brooke clapped as she jumped. Dean laughed at her again. He tried again and Brooke was still as happy as could be.

"He's using you for a laugh." Daryl chuckled. Brooke smirked at him.

"Ma-ma!" Dean said again but Brooke didn't do anything. He pouted and the parents laughed. Daryl kissed his cheek and Dean grabbed his chin.

Eight months:

Daryl was holding Dean as he bounced on his legs. He lost his balance and planted his hands on Daryl's chest.

"You gonna keep doin' that buddy." Daryl warned.

"Da!" Dean exclaimed as he hit Daryl's chest with his hands again.

"You're a rough baby." Daryl commented. Brooke came back over with a drool cloth and wiped his mouth.

"Again, he takes after his father." Brooke added.

"You think I'm rough?" Daryl asked and she eyed him.

"Let's see here, you threw squirrel corpses at Rick, you almost shot Rick, you fell off a ridge into a pond, got impaled by an arrow, you-"

"Alright, I get it." Daryl chuckled. Dean leaned towards Brooke with his lips pursed and she leaned forward. He kissed her cheek and she kissed his. Daryl set him down and he sat on the ground. "How was work?" he asked.

"It was good, everything looks good with Becky. Nothing is wrong from what we can tell." She replied. Brooke set the Pooh Bear down on the ground in front of Dean but far enough away that he would have to crawl for it. Dean made a cute noise and crawled for the bear. His palms slapped against the wood and he finally engulfed the bear in a hug. "We think she may be having twins."

"Twins?" Daryl exclaimed and Dean looked up at him. "Sorry bud."

"She's already a lot bigger than when she was pregnant with Meghan. It's either that or it's just a big baby." Brooke explained. "We won't be able to tell until later."

"How did Merle take it?" Daryl asked.

"Oh he was shocked alright." She replied. "Not mad per say just shocked."

"I hope he's focused tomorrow. We're goin' out to hunt." Daryl told her and she sighed.

"Please be careful. I know you haven't been out that much and who knows if it's gotten worse since then." She said worriedly. He gave her a kiss.

"I'm a Dixon remember." He said and she laughed.

"Yeah, I remember. I'll come to the gate with you." She said and rested her head on his shoulder.

"I made some arrows today while he was takin' a nap so I'm all set. I may be gone for a couple of days, do you think you'll be okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I don't know if he'll be too thrilled but I'll be fine. If I have any trouble I'll get Carol." She assured.

"Alright then." He grunted.

"Who all's going?" she asked.

"Me, Merle, Wes, and the ginger guy." He said and she giggled.

"You mean Ron?" she suggested.

"I guess, I just know he's a ginger." He replied.

"He's a good shot, he'll do you good." She said and he nodded. Dean squeaked and the couple looked at him. He had pulled himself up as he held onto the coffee table. Brooke and Daryl crawled over to him and praised him for his work.

"You think he's gettin' ready to walk?" Daryl asked.

"I think we need to start encouraging him to walk." She replied. Dean looked up at her because of her voice and pushed himself towards her. He was able to take a step in the process so she caught him and lifted him above her head. "Good job Dean!" she kissed his cheek as he sucked on some of his fingers.

The next day:

Brooke and Daryl were pushing the stroller as they went towards the gate to the outside. Brooke was nervous and Daryl couldn't kid himself that he was nervous too. Anything could happen when they were outside the gates but he knew the others had his back. Merle was walking with a four month pregnant Becky and a newly turned four year old Meghan. Wes was with his wife and son, and Harry was walking with his new wife Andrea. Yes Andrea had found her love in Woodbury not too long into Michonne and her staying there. Daryl looked just like in the beginning of the end with his crossbow slung across his back. Who would've thought they would end up in a secure town with a son? Brooke had always known that one day her and Daryl would finally live happily ever after but after the outbreak (and before she found Daryl) she thought that it wouldn't happen. They wouldn't be together again, they wouldn't be married, and they wouldn't have their family. They came outside the gate and Daryl grunted. He turned to her and hugged her tightly.

"I'll make it back, I promise." He whispered in her ear.

"I know you will." She replied softly. "I love you Daryl Dixon."

"I love you Brooke Dixon." He replied. He kissed her, he usually didn't kiss in front of other people but he knew he was safe. He hugged her again and gave her another kiss before he went in front of the stroller.

"Da!" Dean exclaimed and held his arms towards Daryl. Daryl smirked at his son who was clueless of the situation. He unbuckled him from the stroller and picked him up. Daryl kissed his cheek and petted his head as he hugged him.

"I love you too Dean. You listen to your Momma and try not to give her too much trouble." Daryl told his son who grunted. Dean grabbed his goatee and tugged a little as he smiled. Daryl chuckled and Dean pursed his lips. Daryl gave him his cheek and Dean pressed his lips against it. He gave Dean to Brooke.

"Ma-ma!" Dean profiled and Brooke smiled sadly. Daryl could see that Brooke was fighting back tears.

"Hey baby." She greeted and held him against her hip. Daryl gave Brooke another kiss and ruffled his son's hair. Merle had just finished rubbing Becky's belly and was walking towards the other two who had just said their goodbyes. "You be careful." She told him. "That goes for all of you." She told the others. The wives said goodbye to all the men and watched as they walked away.

"Da?" Dean asked. "Da?" he began to pout and whimper a little.

"Sh, it's okay Dean." Brooke told him and rubbed his back. She kissed his forehead. "He's a Dixon, remember."