AN: Don't expect these frequent type updates…I'm only doing this because I know that soon I'm gonna be really, really busy. I have my first tennis match August 12th and I start school again the 21st, so I should be fine until the 21st…but I don't know after that. Tennis season is over at the end of September so I should be free once October rolls around :) and then y'all know what happens the 13th of October? TWD COMES BACK! AHH! SO EXCITED!

Daryl climbed the stairs that led to the upper level of their cell block. He couldn't shake the smile that spread across his face as he took the twenty steps to the cell that he and Marie shared. When he walked in, he undid his pants, leaving him in a shirt and boxers. He still didn't sleep shirtless. He loved her but he just wouldn't be comfortable if someone else came in and saw his scars. Once ready for sleep, he laid down in the bed-now twice as wide as it was when they first moved in, and wrapped an arm around Marie's waist. He assumed she was fast asleep, given that she'd come up here hours ago, but when her back shook in a sob, he knew he was wrong.

"What's the matter?" he asked gently. He'd found her crying for no reason more than once in the past few months, but he asked what was wrong each time.

She did her best to roll over-it was a challenge in itself given that her stomach was so large now, but once she did, she looked into his blue eyes sadly. He wiped a tear from her cheek and looked at her expectantly. "Who's Amanda's dad?" she asked. Marie felt kind of childish the way she said it.

"What do ya mean?" he knew that it was a simple question and he should've just answered it.

"Who is Amanda's father? More to the point, are you Amanda's father."

"Hell no!"

"That's not what Jenna told me," Marie counted.

"Not me! Amanda's Merle's!"

"Are you sure?" she asked, although she regretted to question as soon as she asked it. She didn't have a reason not to trust Daryl…but she felt the need to ask.

"I know she ain't mine. Dunno if she's Merle's er not. Jus' know she ain't mine. I ain't never slept wit Jenna." More tears feel down Marie's cheeks.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have believed her! You didn't deserve to be questioned liked that!" Marie began sobbing once again. Daryl knew it was the hormones making everything so dramatic. But he couldn't help but think about the fact that Marie said she shouldn't have believed her. Did she mean Jenna? Had Jenna told Marie that Amanda was Daryl's? Even when she told Daryl that it was Merle's child?

"S'okay, babe. I don't lie to ya. Ya know that.

"I just feel awful."

"Don't," Daryl had grown used to her hormonal outbursts and in his opinion he'd become pretty good at handling them. "Ya had ta know. But now ya need ta sleep, okay?" She nodded and he kissed her forehead. He was going to have a serious talk with Jenna in the morning. If she lied to Marie about something that huge, she wasn't the person he once knew. Jenna was the only woman that he'd ever seen put up with Merle's shit, until one night. He had gotten a little too drunk and messed up on drugs-he didn't even remember which one, but Merle had hit Jenna and that was the last they'd ever seen of her.

"Daryl," Marie whispered, shaking his shoulder. He woke in an instant. "Lemme up, I have to pee," he obliged and she stood from the bed carefully and left the cell. They didn't use the toilets in the cells because they hadn't hooked up the pluming for those. They worked differently somehow.

A few minutes later, Daryl heard the distinct sound of feet on concrete and smiled softly. But then, he heard what sounded like a water balloon being busted and he shot straight up. "Daryl…um…go get Bob and Laura…please?"

"What's wrong?" he asked sitting straight up.

"That baby's coming." He stood quickly and headed for the door. "Pants might be nice, hm?"

"Right," he said, pulling his pants on before taking off to find the people he needed. Marie breathed the way she was supposed to. This was nerve racking and scary. She was so afraid she would die or lose the baby, if either of those things happened; Daryl would be devastated, as would a lot of other people.

She took a seat on the bed and reached into her bag. She pulled out the six different folded pieces of paper. She had decided if she was going to die, she wanted all of the people she cared about to have a personalized goodbye from her (i.e. Daryl, Gavin, Sophia, Carl, Rick, and the unborn child). They'd be in plain view so that whoever could find them if something were to happen.

"C'mon, Bob's gettin' the other room ready," Laura said, walking into the room.

"If something happens to me, can you make sure they all get these letters right here?" Marie asked, pointing to the stack of letters. Laura nodded. She understood Marie's fear, but she didn't think that anything would happen to the younger woman. She wasn't old; barely 31 and she had had a child before. And, her pregnancy had gone smoothly. Everyone had done their best to keep her stress free and relaxed.

"Marie," Daryl said softly, waking her from her doze. She looked up at him with sleepy blue eyes.

"Daryl, I'm tired…" she complained.

"Wanna see why?" he asked, holding a small bundle of blankets. She nodded, and sat up a little bit. He passed her the bundle and she gazed upon the face of with bright blue eyes that she knew right away were Daryl's. "He's somethin' ain't he?"

"He?" Marie asked. Daryl nodded. "He's just so precious," she beamed. "Oh my God, he looks so much like you."

"Wanna hold our daughter?" he offered.

"Daughter? I had twins?" she was shocked. Everything seemed so much like a painful, blur. One moment Laura was telling her to push and the next she found herself asleep. He nodded and received another bundle of blankets. They traded babies. "Oh my, she's so beautiful too," she stated. But, the thing was, she looked nothing like either of them. Her eyes were a dark green color and she had a full head of curly black hair. "I'm really not sure where she gets her looks from though…" Marie admitted.

"My mom," Daryl said sadly. He'd know those soft green eyes anywhere. Things weren't always bad. He could remember a few times when he was really little that his mother had taken him and Merle to the park and they just ran and played all day. It was different, and happy.

"Do you want to name her after-" he shook his head dismissively.

"No way, no how. She's gonna be her own person."

"Okay," Marie decided not to question it further. "But we do have to name these babies…" he nodded in agreement.

"Ya can sleep fer a bit more an' we can talk 'bout it then…"

She shook her head. "I have to feed them. They're probably starving...What time is it, anyway?"

"Sun's just risin'. People shoul' be gettin' up soon."

"Where's Gavin?"

"I went an' got 'im a few hours ago. He's sleepin' in the chair over there. Rick took Soph an' Carl to help 'im outside."

"Alright. You can go back and get some sleep or eat something if you want."

"An' leave ya with two babies? Nuh uh. 'Sides, I'm fine."

"If you say so," she rolled her eyes. "What do you want to name them?"

"Don't matter to me. Nothin' stupid though."

"How about…Parker?" she wasn't quite sure where that name had come from. But she kind of liked the sound of it. Parker Dixon.

"Parker," he repeated. "I like it," he decided.

"Parker Hunter?" she asked with a slight laugh. Daryl was a hunter and Parker would likely be to, so she figured he might as well have the name.

Daryl laughed too. "A'right. Parker Hunter it is."

"Now we have to name her," Marie said, looking at the beautiful baby. She smiled at her mother's voice and Marie couldn't help but to smile back. "Airabella?"

"Airabella? I ain't heard that name 'fore…" Daryl said. Although for some reason he liked the way it sounded.

"Something unique…how can a kid growing up in the apocalypse not be?"

"Makes since. Parker Hunter and Airabella Delaney." She smiled happily at the names. "Why hadn't was talked 'bout this yet?"

"I dunno…although they were around two weeks early…but Laura says that happens a lot with twins."

"Hm."

"They really are so beautiful though…I can't get over it. I-"

"Momma?" Gavin's small voice said, standing from his chair across the room and making his way to his mother and new half siblings. "I thought ya was only gonna have one baby," he said, taking a seat at the foot of the bed.

Marie laughed softly. "Me too. But apparently not…would you like to see get a closer look at your baby sister?" she offered, since it was Airabella that she was holding. Gavin nodded and carefully moved closer. Marie leaned down so that he could see the baby's face, she reached her hand to him and cooed.

Gavin crinkled his nose. "She doesn't look like ya. Or ya," he said to Daryl.

"That happens some times."

"What's her name?"

"Airabella Delaney," Daryl chimed in.

"That's a weird name."

"So's yours, punk," Marie said playfully.

"'Cause you named it to me!"

"'Cause you're a weird kid," she laughed.

"Hey!" he protested. "I'm not weird." The two gave each other a playful stare for a few moments before Daryl cleared his throat.

"Ya wanna meet yer lil' brother?"

"Yes!" Gavin hopped off the bed and moved to Daryl's side. The older man bent down and let the little boy see his baby brother. "His name's Parker."

"I hope we're not interruptin'," Rick said, walking back into the room. "Carl and Sophia were jus' really anxious. To see the babies…"

"C'mon in," Marie said. She couldn't exactly turn them away, and they were family too. Rick walked in followed by the two teenagers (they were only 13, but that still counted). Sophia took to one side of Marie and Carl took to the other.

"Is this one the boy or the girl?" Sophia asked.

"This is the girl, little Airabella. Wanna hold her?"

"Can I?"

"'Course, here. Just be careful. Don't drop her," she felt the need to add the last part. She didn't think Sophia would, but it was a scary thought, especially on the concrete floors.

"What's the boy's name?" Carl asked.

"Parker," Daryl said. "Wanna hold 'im?" Carl nodded and Daryl gently passed the baby to the his almost nephew.

"She's so pretty!" Sophia exclaimed.

"He looked just like you, Daryl," Carl said.

"Knew I wasn't the only one that thought so," Marie grinned. "None of my kids look like me. I don't get it."

"Yer one of a kind." Daryl smiled at her.

"Aunt Marie, I've been workin' on somethin' for ya, but I don't know how well it'll work now…You'll just have to look at it when you get back to your cell…" Carl said.

"What is it?"

"It's a surprise!" Sophia exclaimed.

"Okay, I'll have to see it soon, I guess."

"Can I hold her?" Rick asked Sophia, who nodded timidly and passed the baby to the older man. Airabella started to whine right away. "I don't think she likes me…" Rick said nervously, giving the baby back to her mother.

"Guess not," Marie laughed. "Or maybe she just wants her mommy. That it, Airabella?"

"That name's a little long for a baby, don't ya think?" Rick asked. It wasn't that he didn't like the name, it was just that the name really was a mouthful.

"Maybe we should give her a nickname…" Marie agreed. "What do you think, Airy?" She looked up at everybody else. "Airy? Does that work…it's a little…dfferent…but…"

"I think it's pretty," Sophia said.

"Again with the weird names, mommy," Gavin said with an eye roll.

"You're a little punk, y'know that?" he stuck his tongue out at her playfully. "Don't make fun of my names. They're unique. How many people do you know named Gavin?"

"Jus' me."

"Exactly, so I'd say it worked." Marie yawned and inadvertently rubbed her eyes. Daryl, of course picked up on this.

"A'right, every body out. Ya saw the babies, now she needs 'er sleep."

"Even me?" Gavin asked.

"You can stay, sweetheart," Marie told him.

"Jus' be quiet," Daryl said. "Don' be keepin' yer mom up."

"But it's daytime, she's 'possed to be awake…"

"Not when she's been up all night."

"But-"

"Daryl's right. If you're gonna stay, you need to be quiet. I've been up all night bringin' your brother and sister into the world, okay? You can go to sleep too."

"Fine," he sighed, and laid down along side his mother. He wasn't sure how he felt about having a new sibling, let alone two. At first he was excited…but now, he wasn't sure. Before the dead came back he had his mother all to himself, all of that changed when they met his Uncle and found his dad. But then there was Daryl. And sometimes Sophia. Sophia was so quiet that he didn't take any time away from what he spent with his mom…but occasionally Daryl did. That was okay too though, because Daryl was nice and spent time with him. Except now…there were two more kid and he was afraid they'd spend all of their time with Airabella and Parker and forget all about him. Gavin looked up slightly when he felt his mother's comforting hand stroke his hair back as she was busy with one of the babies. It was soothing and began to lull him to sleep.

As Daryl sat, holding Parker still, he thought about something. In his little miss match family, if someone looked at it, they wouldn't believe that they were related. Parker was the only one that really looked like either of them. Sophia was blonde-she was actually related to either of them, but she was part of the family, Gavin looked like a mini-Shane, and Airabella had black hair and green eyes-although, she looked a little bit like Marie in the face. They both had small noses pale completions. Everything seemed to have happened so fast…one minute, he was sleeping, the next he was a dad-of twins!

This had turned into one strange night…

AN: Okay, I have no idea what the process would be like for having a baby in the apocalypse…that's why I kinda skipped over it…and let y'all kinda make it up. And as for the names…I did go with Parker, and I hope that y'all understand, but I couldn't name the girl Bella…every time I would've typed it I would've thought of "Twilight" and I really don't like Kristen Stewart (I'm sorry if you do, but she gets on my nerves). So, I hope y'all were okay with the fact that I did still use it in the, just not as the actual name…Tori D, I'm especially sorry to you, but if a name makes me think of someone else, I don't use it and that's what was goin' on there. And you guys have no idea how many times I've seen the "Twilight" movies. My little sister became obsessed and…it was just bad.

On another note, I know if Marie wouldn't have brought up the Amanda/Jenna thing right away it may've been more interesting, but I thought that it was more realilistic this way.