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A woman stood tall, her blonde hair sweeping off of her right shoulder. Her pale skin was being accented by a silk, white dress that reached her ankles. She slowly walked closer and closer.

"What's going on?" Lily asked, extremely confused. She couldn't see the woman's face, but she didn't think she knew the person. She instinctively put her hand on her stomach, feeling for her baby, but she didn't feel anything. It was just flat…as it had been nine months before.

"Don't you recognize me?" Lily didn't recognize the body but that voice struck a cord. It was sweet as honey and smooth as butter.

"Momma?" Lily ran as fast as her feet would carry her to the woman before her. As she was faced with the woman before her, she saw the face that matched her own, except only a little older. The freckles, the ocean blue eyes, the full pink lips, and even the dimpled cheeks.

"It's me baby," the blondes embraced but, Lily was the first to pull away.

"Where are we? I…I have to get back…" the events flooded back to her about the birth of the baby. "I have a son."

"You don't have ta worry about that," Ariel promised.

"No…he's my son! And Daryl…oh my God Daryl. I have to get back to-"

"Shh…Daryl's fine…so's the baby and Emily."

"They need me!"

"Lily, I have to tell you something," Ariel sighed, she cupped her daughter's face with both hands. "You can't go back to them…not now, not ever…"

"Am I dead?" realization crossed her face. Ariel just nodded. "I have to go back!" she quickly pulled away from her mother and ran, away, anywhere. She didn't know where to go or what to do. She just knew that she couldn't leave Daryl, Emily, or her baby! She had to get out of this place. What ever place that was.

"Sweetheart…you can't go back…" Ariel said.

"Please…please," Lily begged, tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She fell to her knees and sobbed harder than she ever did before. She couldn't be dead…she had a family…she finally had her own family…and now what? She was dead? Everything she had ever wanted came true and now she doesn't even get to enjoy it? How was that fair?

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"No…no…no…no…no…no…no…" Daryl whispered over the one woman that he'd ever loved. She gave birth to his son, his son and then she just ceased to breath, ceased to talk…everything just stopped. She couldn't be gone…she just couldn't! "Come on, Princess," tears rolled down his cheeks and he rested his head on her lifeless arm. "Yew have ta fuckin' do something!" Daryl shouted at Dr. John.

"There isn't anything-"

"Don' fuckin' say that! Yew have ta save 'er…please," his voice was desperate, pleading even. John sighed. He felt for the man, he really did, but this girl was a lost cause.

Sobs continued to rack Daryl's body as Dr. John tried to work some magic. The thought of loosing Lily made Daryl feel like someone had ripped his heart out and stomped all over it. There was an aching in his chest that made him just want to curl up in a ball and die. Never had he ever allowed himself to feel so weak. But, at this moment, he didn't care. He didn't care about anyone or anything except for Lily.

The small boy cried from the corner of the room. He was cradled in Beth's arms. Only a few people were in the bedroom at the time. Mason, Beth, Rose, and Merle, close family only. Daryl ignored the cry, and he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see Merle. It was shocking, really. Merle wasn't exactly what you'd call the sympathetic type. He looked up at his older brother to see water in his eyes…Merle was actually on the verge of crying…crying. In fact, Merle wasn't the only one. Everyone in the room, save Dr. John was crying freely. They couldn't hold it in. It was just all too much.

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Lily saw everything that happened. She saw the room full of people crying for her and it was worse than anything she ever felt, but, seeing Daryl the way he was made he feel as though she was shattered into a million pieces.

"How long have I actually been gone…?" she felt the need to ask. Because it seemed like a lot longer.

"Two minutes…tops…"

Everything was only going to get worse.

"Isn't there anything we can do?" Lily began to plead again.

"The decision for you to be here wasn't made by me, sweetheart. And, I can't make the decision for you to leave…" Ariel couldn't believe how her daughter was reacting to the events unfolding before her. Yes, she expected her to be stubborn, but the sooner she accepted her fate, the sooner she'd be able to move on.

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"I think I have something…" John said, surprised. Daryl looked over at him, tears still rolling down his cheeks. He quickly wiped them with his sleeves and looked at the man that held his true love's fate in his hands.

"Whut is it?" Merle asked. He was the only one with the ability to speak at the moment.

"A pulse…very faint…but a pulse."

Daryl reached for the blonde's hand and held it in his. Her fingers with chilled and stiff.

"Whut can we do?" Daryl asked quietly. He feared the answer.

"Not much we can do…" that's what he was afraid of. "She may be in a coma, but I'm not really sure... And, we simply don't have the supplies we need to bring her out."

"Then let's go git 'em!" Daryl was about to stand to his feet. Merle stopped him by again placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Yew ain' goin' nowhere, little brother. If she needs anything, Imma go git it."

"Merle ya-"

"She's family. Yew'd go if it was Rose…"

"I'll go too," Mason used his crutches to hop forward.

"No yew won'," Merle said.

"Hold up a bit," Dr. John said. Everyone stared at him with imploring eyes. "You can't just go get this stuff. I'm not qualified to help someone in a coma."

"Figure it out!" Daryl shouted.

"Ya. Tell us whut we need and we'll go git it," Merle agreed.

"No matter how many machines, fluids, and medicine you have…she's gonna have to come out of this on her own. But, she can't get be in there too long...or she'll likely starve..."

"How lon' will we have?" Daryl asked, grimly.

"A week, two tops. After that he body will shut down..."

Daryl hung his head...he couldn't loose her...he just couldn't...

AN: Originally the chapter ended here…but I decided to be nice, so here's more.

A week later…

Daryl hadn't moved much from his place beside Lily's bed…he didn't even give his son, who Beth was caring for, a name yet. It just didn't feel right without her. Rose or Maggie would occasionally bring him food and tell him about the baby, but he never ate it or listened to them. Emily sat by his side ever once in a while. But other than that, he was alone all the time. He suspected it was mostly out of respect, but it didn't help anything.

One afternoon, Daryl was napping in the chair by the bed, while holding her hand, even if her fingers weren't responsive he still liked her to be near her. All at once, her fingers curled around his. He perked up immediately and looked at her face. It was just luck, he thought.

"Dar-" a small sound came from the bed where Lily lay unconscious.

"Princess!" he frantically sat up and pulled her hand to his chest. Her fingers again curled.

"Water," she said hoarsely, Daryl jumped to his feet and brought her a glass from the bathroom. She drank greedily for a moment before attempting to sit up. When Daryl saw her struggle he helped her. "Thanks…"

"Yer okay…" he breathed.

She nodded and took in the sight of Daryl. His facial hair was all grown out and really scruffy, his baby blue eyes looked exhausted, and everything else just seemed drained. "Where's the baby?"

"Beth's got 'im…there anythin' else ya need?"

"I'm a little hungry…now that ya mention it," she stated. "And I'd like to see our son."

"I'll be right back," Daryl jumped to his feet and hurried out the door. She's alive! She's alive! Maybe miracles truly existed.

AN: There it be…not exactly how I planned for the chapter to end but hey, it works. Everything with Lily might seem a bit far fetched to some of you, but nobody really knows what happens when you die so…yeah. I wasn't trying to be offensive to any religion, if I was, sorry…I hope you liked it anyway please let me know. How many of you cried? I was almost in tears writing Daryl's emotions…I hope to get the next chapter out pretty soon…Again, there's not very many chapters left. I'm still not sure if I'm gonna do an epilogue. Do y'all think it'd be a good idea to go through and like highlight the events in the baby's life before the epilogue…if I do one?