Chapter 45

I looked at Daryl. I smiled.

"You came for me."

He set me down and then held my face in his hands.

"Always."

I put my hand over his.

"You love me?"

He smiled and put my ring back on my finger.

"Love ya more then anything." He said.

I smiled and threw my arms around him.

"I'm sorry I said all that shit. Yer the best damn thing ever happened te me. I ain't never gonna be able te live without ya. I love ya so much. I never was meant to fight alone. I don't wanna do anything without ye." He said.

His words brought tears to my eyes.

"I love you Daryl. So much."

I pulled away a little and then kissed him. When I pulled away I looked at Chris. I walked over to him and punched him in the stomach.

"YOU BASTARD! YOU KNEW ALL ALONG WHO I WAS AND WHO WE WERE TO EACH OTHER AND YEST YOU STILL SAID NOTHING! YOU KNEW I LOST MY FAMILY AND ALL ALONG YOU WERE MY BROTHER!? HOW COULD YOU!?" I shouted.

"Prue it wasn't my intent to hurt you or…."

"SHUT-UP! I HATE YOU CHRIS! I NEVER WANT TO SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN!" I cried.

I ran off with tears in my eyes. How could he have not told me who he truly was? I did not even know where I was going when I tripped and hit my head on a rock.

When I woke up I was lying in a soft bed. I heard arguing in the hallway.

"She had a damn good point!"

That was Daryl. I smiled at the sound of his voice.

"She didn't need to know!"

And Chris. I heard Daryl slam his hand down on a table.

"She's my wife and yer sister! Ye can't say what she did and didn't need te know! She chooses that! No one else!" He spat.

"Daryl?!" I called out.

I sounded weak.

"Ye stay here!"

"No!"

"She said she didn't want te see ya. If she wants to I'll tell ya." Daryl growled.

Daryl opened the door and then closed it and locked it behind him. I sat up and felt my head. Of course there would be stitches. Daryl sat down next to me.

"Ye heal fast. It'll leave a scar but…."

"I care not about scars. It is only a mark that tells a story. Much like yours." I said.

He looked away from me and I gently turned his face back.

"Let me see you Daryl." I begged.

He took a deep breath and I lifted his shirt over his head. His chest was littered with scars. I lightly touched each one.

"What're ya doing?"

"Shhh!"

I looked up at him and gently leaned closer to him.

"You are a handsome man Daryl. Do not believe or think otherwise." I whispered.

His lips brushed against mine and I placed my hand on the back of his neck and moved closer to him. However something made him pull away.

"Prue we can't."

This was new. Usually Daryl was all for it.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Well…..um….."

"Daryl just tell me."

He took a deep breath and rubbed the back of his neck. I raised an eyebrow.

"Yer pregnant Prue." He said.

The words that were in my mind were never meant to come out, but they did.

"HOLY SHIT!"