Megan Grimes, thirty two years old and pregnant with her first child. It should be a happy time for her but instead she's fighting to survive with her sister in law and nephew. What happens when Daryl becomes overly protective of the mother to be?

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"Are you for real right now?" Megan snapped at Daryl for the third time that day. "I know it's the end if the world but would it kill you to be a little tidy!"

Daryl sat up from the bed grumbling. "..who needs em " was all she heard but she was pretty sure she knew what he was saying.

"Yeah, who needs man. Waste of space!" She snapped.

"Stupid bitch." He replied with a huff before picking up his crossbow and leaving the cell.

"Yeah, that's it leave me to clean up!"

"Will do." He called back chuckling.

"Asshole!"

Daryl shook his head and walked out of the cell blocks and into the courtyard. As he stood by the top gate he noticed movement by the tree line. It could have been walkers but he continued to watch anyway.

"What's up?" He heard a voice ask from behind him. It was Merle.

"Down in the tree line. Think someone's watching us." Daryl said nodding in the general direction he had seen the movement.

"Hey!"

"Uh oh." Merle said when he saw Megan exit the prison.

"What now?" Daryl grumbled.

"Well I did want to say sorry I'll not bother now!" She snapped before turning around to head back inside.

"Meg-"

A gun shot echoed around them making Megan stop in her tracks and scream as the bullet missed her head by centre metres.

"Megan get inside!" Daryl shouted.

Megan ran inside just as others were coming out with guns.

In seconds that were guns going off in all directions.

People were appearing from the woods shooting at the group.

A vehicle came crashing through the fence and suddenly the field was filling with walkers.

"Close that gate." Merle ordered referring to the courtyard gate.

Daryl ran across and shut the gate so no walkers could get through while they shot the assholes who were shooting at then.

The gunfire from the rival group died down and they eventually backed off into cars and running through the woods.

"Everyone good?" Andrea shouted.

"Megan's going to kill me." Daryl muttered.

"Why?" Merle asked but then he saw the blood seeping onto Daryl's shirt.

"Been bit?" Merle asked panicked as he ran over.

"Nah, just shot."

"Get inside." Merle ordered.

"Daryl?" Megan gasped when she saw him enter. "Please don't tell me he's been bit!" She cried

"No shot." Merle replied. "Hershel. We need help!" He called.

Hershel limped over. "Put him in that cell."

A few hours later and Hershel walked out of the cell and smiled at Megan.

"All good, no exit wound and the bullet shattered as it entered so it was a little difficult but he should be fine."

Megan sighed in relief. "Can I see him?" She asked.

"Of course."

She grinned and rushed to his cell.

"Hey." She said quietly as she entered.

He grunted in response.

"Are you still mad at me?" She asked as she sat on the bed.

He shrugged his shoulders but winced at the motion.

She looked down at his chest and stomach which were exposed. She grinned. "Want me to make it up to you?" She asked as she lightly traced her fingertips down his chest and stomach avoiding his bandaged area.

His breath hitched and he looked over at her. They had only kissed a few times in the two weeks they had been together. They slept in the same bed but Daryl avoided anything more for many reasoned.

She hooked a finger under the waistline of his pants and moved it back and forth.

"Meg.." He groaned. "Don't tease me women."

She chuckled and moved her hand away. "Sorry."

"I didn't say stop." He whispered.

She placed her hand upon his bulge which was slowly forming and stroked his slowly.

He groaned out loud and she moved her hand away.

"What the-" he began.

"Sorry honey, you need to rest." She grinned before giving him a peck on the lips.

"Tease." He muttered sleepily.

In the four insisted days by Hershel it took Daryl to recover a lot had happened.

They had found out that the governor had been behind the attack when Michonne told Rick she recognised one of his men. When they went in search of him they found many of his group shot dead and the others, mainly the old, sick and young, were all abandoned at Woodbury.

Rick and some of the group gathered up the supplies from Woodbury and brought the residence back to the prison.

The Woodbury residence were wary of the group of course but thankful they had somewhere safe to stay.

"I just want to go outside. Can't stop me." Daryl said angrily as Hershel tried to convince him to rest.

"Fine but no going out of the gates and no trying to fix the fences with the others!" He warmed.

"Yeah, yeah." Daryl muttered.

"Where are you going?" Megan asked as she stood outside the cell with Matthew awkwardly placed on her hip.

"Fresh air. Give him here." He said holding his arms out for Matthew.

She sighed and past him over the best she could. "I'll come too. Don't want you injuring yourself more." She muttered.

They walked outside and spotted some of the Woodbury teen boys and older men huddled together chatting and looking at some sort of diagram.

The women were stood off to the side watching the children playing while chatting between themselves.

One of the younger women spotted Daryl and smiled over at him.

Megan scoffed making Daryl chuckle.

"Jealous darlin'?" He asked as he bounced Matthew on his hip.

"No." She replied although her face said different as she scrunched it up as she saw the women approaching.

"Hey, I'm Ellie." She said completely ignoring Megan and looking directly at Daryl.

"Daryl." He muttered in response.

"And who's this cutie?" She asked smiling at Matthew.

"Matthew." Daryl replied looking awkward.

"Hi Matthew." She cooed as Carl approached holding Judith.

"She wants you not me." He huffed heading Megan Judith.

"Hi baby." Megan grinned as she steadied her in her arm.

"Sure you should be around kids with that?" The women asked as she looked at Megan's stub with a disgusted look on her face.

"Hang on a minute!" Daryl snapped glaring at Ellie. "Leave my girl and kids alone. She's a damn good Mom she don't need two arms to be one either."

Ellie scoffed. "Your kids?" She chuckled. "I'd say get a DNA test. They look nothing like you."

"They don't need to be blood related to be their parents." Carl butted in, they had forgotten he had been stood there. "Judith doesn't have a Mom or a Dad anymore, well not blood related anyway. It's like an adoption but without all the stupid paper work but then again it's none of your business just remember this was our home before yours and my dad -her brother- is the leader. One word from us and you'll be out there with the walkers."

Ellie just scoffed and walked away flicking her blonde hair over her shoulder leaving Daryl and Megan shocked and Carl looking proud of himself.

"Okay, well I think we should head inside." Megan said to Daryl as she tried to hide her grin. "Nice going kid." Megan said ruffling Carls hair.

He grinned proudly and ran off to Sophia.

"Come on you before you injure yourself any further."

Later that evening Daryl lay awake in ta different cell from Megan, she didn't want to accidentally hurt him during the night so they slept in separate beds.

Half way trough the night he heard someone enter his cell.

He couldn't see the figure but knew it was Megan when she placed a kiss on his lip.

"What you doing here?" He asked.

"Came to say goodnight." She whispered although there was something in her voice that made him suspect that wasn't all she was doing.

He rolled his eyes although she couldn't see. "Where the kids?" He asked.

"Carols sleeping on my cell. Her idea." She said as she straddled his hips.

"Come here." He chuckled as he pulled her down to kiss her lips.

They broke apart abruptly when an ear piercing scream echoed painfully around the cell block.

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