AN: So sorry for not updating in like soooo long...I've been working on another story. "Gone", if you haven't read it. I have two more that I started a few days ago. "Death, Death, Everywhere" and "Heartbreakers". All three stories are DarylXOCs. I hope you read them, each one (execpt Gone) will be updated today. And honestly, I've kinda lost the order from the show, so I'm gonna skip a little bit. I did go through and reread this myself, and I realized I kind forgot about King (Vanessa's dog) so I'm kinda just gonna pretend he doesn't exist...

Chapter 9: Growing

Shane didn't even so much as look at Tiffany. She'd been throwing herself at him for the past week. He and Vanessa had moved outside into a tent along with the rest of the group. During the day, the men and Andrea would search for Sophia, and the women would do other work. Shane could tell it was killing Vanessa to stay at the farm all day. She wanted so bad to help look for Sophia. But, because niether she nor Shane wanted he baby to get hurt, so she stayed.

Today, the group had other plans. Finally everyone was going to get propper gun training. They all drove to a field a few miles from the farm. Shane handed Vanessa a light weight gun as they made their way to the rest of the group, she silently took it. Tiffany looked as if she was wearing clothes made for a six year old. Vanessa sent a glare her way, but she acted as if she didn't see it as she jumped up and down, waving at Shane.

Vanessa locked fingers with him, he planted a kiss on her forehead. They walked to the end of the line, and Shane began trying to teach her to shoot.

"Line up this part up with your target," he said over her shoulder.

"Ya know this would be easier if you would've taught me years ago..." Vanessa laughed.

"You didn't need to know then, Darlin'."

"Why because I was just a simple doctor..."

"Pretty much," Shane sighed, regretting not teaching her to shoot years ago.

"You sure your pregnant whore needs to be learnin' to shoot?" Andrea sneered at Shane.

"Maybe an evil, suicidal, likely homocidal bitch like yourself shouldn't be leaning either," Vanessa replied with a sarcastic smile. Andrea scoffed and walked off. "What's her problem?"

"She's jeleous," Shane kissed the place between her jaw and her neck.

"Of what?"

"You're beautiful, smart, perfect. And," Shane grinned his famous grin. "you have me."

"Lucky me," she said sarcastically.

"Damn straight lucky you. I'm quite a catch."

"Right. Sure you are," she joked.

The search for Sophia continued, Vanessa wanted to kill Tiffany more and more by the day. She seriously considered using her new gun skills to shoot her.

Tonight, Carol, Lori, and Vanessa were cooking dinner for Hershel and his family.

"My, my, you're getting bigger and bigger everyday," Carol smiled at Vanessa, who had just now seemed to begin to show.

"You think so? Shane keeps telling me that I need to eat more..."

"He's right, you know?" Lori said.

"No, I we're short on food as it is. I don't want to eat more than my fair share."

"You should be eating twice as much as the rest of us," Carol said, agreeing with Lori and Shane.

"No way. I don't do as much work as everyone else."

The two women shook their heads at stuborness of the younger woman. They all now Vanessa would never do anything she didn't want to.

AN: That's all I got for now...sorry it's kind short. Ideas would be amazing. I have no idea were to go with this really.