Authors Note - I haven't updated in a while so I quickly put this chapter together.
I'm not entirely happy with it, but please let me know what you think!

Chapter 13 –

As Sam hummed a tune to herself, she was startled when Carl snuck up behind her
"I know you said you don't sing anymore Sam, BUT PLEASSSEEEEE!" he begged her with puppy dog eyes. Sam lightly laughed and passed him some plates to put away
"I told you before kid, I don't sing anymore."

When Sam returned to the dining room, Glenn appeared with a guitar "A little birdie told me you sing... let's hope you can play too..."
Sam rolled her eyes but couldn't deny the looks of happiness she received from Carl, and the two little kids.
Sam cleared her throat "I haven't sung this in a while, so it might be a bit rusty..." Everyone huddled together in the lounge room – Claire sat in Carols lap with her brother beside her who was also next to Carl with Lori and Rick on the other side of him. As Sam began to strum the strings on the guitar, she looked up and saw Daryl was leaning casually against the hallway, watching her intently. Sam smiled to herself as she watched her fingers make music, as if she had never stopped and her voice soon followed
"I think you guys will enjoy this one... it's a classic"... and then Sam began to sing and it was so sweet and serene, just beautiful.
"Somewhere over the rain bow... way up high...There's a land that I've heard of, once in a lullaby..."

Later that evening, Sam was in her tent looking at the guitar Glenn had given her. She wouldn't admit to herself that she missed singing so much; it let her express herself in a way no one could understand.
"How come ya never sung for me before?"
Sam half jumped when Daryl spoke from behind, she didn't know he had followed her into the tent. He lightly apologised for scaring her, and put his hands around her waist and cuddled her from behind.
"What are ya on about? That was to you" She cheekily replied and turned quickly, pecking him on the lips. Daryl wasn't satisfied with that kiss, so he took her face in his hands and pulled their faces together softly. When they broke apart, Daryl kept his forehead on hers and huskily spoke to her
"It was beautiful..." he whispered as he knelt his forehead against hers Sam smiled in thanks.
"How come ya don't sing all the time? I bet if any of these girls could sing as well as ya, they wouldn't shut up..."
Sam pulled away suddenly, and tried to shrug it off as if it wasn't a big deal "I stopped because there are too many memories... good and bad..."
Daryl crossed his arms over his chest and tutted "That's a stupid excuse."
Sam sighed, and sat down on the edge of the bed, she couldn't bring herself to meet his eye
"Dave."
Without even looking at him, Sam knew Daryl was instantly pissed off, just by hearing his name.
"What the hell went on with ya two anyway? Before all this shit happened?"
Sam was surprised at Daryl's curiosity... and that he was keeping his cool. And she really didn't wanna talk about him but she gathered he wouldn't leave her alone about it.
"We met in school... and he played the guitar... I sang... we started a band and eventually..."
"That's all I need to hear..." Daryl let go and moved onto his back. Sam wanted so bad to tell him about what happened at the warehouse... but she couldn't... not after Daryl only hearing that... imagine how he would react if he knew Dave had raped her.

The next day Maggie and Sam had the brilliant but utterly mad idea – to organise a dinner party for the group. After seeing how happy everyone had been the night before watching Sam sing, Maggie had approached her about the idea. They were actually surprised when no one objected the idea and they all went straight to work and began to set up the farm house.

Maggie and Sam rode into town for some extra supplies and also wanted to try and find some sort of surprise for the others. As their horses galloped through the main shopping area, they could see no sign of life or even the undead. They entered a grocery shop, looking anything they could find when Sam suddenly stopped and looked up, her nose twitching
"What's that smell?"
Maggie looked to Sam and then to her surroundings and shrugged
"Can't you smell it?" Sam asked her again and moved forward in one of the aisles, bending down and picked up some mouldy bread.
Sam gagged and unintentionally threw up the breakfast they had eaten just before they had left. Maggie was quickly by her side, and patted her back
"You'd think after all we've seen my stomach would be able to handle anything by now..." Sam said half laughing and wiping her mouth. But then something occurred to her, and she shot up and made her way into another aisle, ignoring Maggie's questions.
"What's wrong?" Maggie asked as she stood next to Sam, as she counted aloud and held a small package in her hand.

They had ridden back to the farm in silence, the news still reeling through their minds.
"We need to talk about this! You need to tell Daryl!" Maggie said in a shushed tone as she sped walking to catch up to Sam "No way! He would never understand! HE can't know about this!
Maggie became angry
"What's that suppose to mean? You going to get rid of it?!"
Sam stood still, holding her hand to her forehead "I don't know... I don't know what to do... how can I raise it? It's not even his!
Maggie folded her arms "Shanes?" Sam shook her head and sadly looked at the ground; she didn't need to say anything else because it finally clicked for Maggie as she covered her mouth in shock.
"You can't do this on your own Sam... At least speak to my Dad..."
Beth suddenly appeared in front of the farm house with a beaming smile upon her face "Your back! Now we can get dressed!" she yelled and motioned for them to follow in after her.

As Sam applied the last coat of red lipstick to her lips, she gazed at her reflection the mirror. What the hell was she going to do? How was she going to get out of this?
Her thoughts were interrupted when there was a light knock at the door and Hershel appeared
"My dear..." he said as he entered the room and Sam knew straight away that Maggie must have told him.
"Don't be mad with Maggie, she's only doing what she thinks is best for you... and the" Sam cut him off before he could finish
"It was not her place to say"
Sam stood up suddenly, revealing a long black silky dress which clung to her body, as if it was made for her. Hershel pursed his lips and gave her a once over
"That dress used to be Maggie's mothers, I see that Beth found it in the attic..." he said "I'll see you downstairs."

After their meal, Sam walked outside on to the balcony which over looked the whole farm, rubbing her shoulders as the wind brought coolness to the air. Sam felt his arms around her stomach and his breathing on the back of her neck.
"You look like one of those old Hollywood movie stars..." he whispered into her hair, making Sam smile to herself. Daryl turned her around, so they were facing each other and kissed her. When she opened her eyes, Sam laughed and wiped the red lipstick from his lips. He silently watched her, wondering what was going on in her mind, she hadn't had been herself all night.
"Is there somethin' goin' on with ya? Ya' have been weird all night."
Sam dropped her arms from behind his neck and wrapped them around her body in a defensive manner. She took a deep breath, it was now or never.
"I'm pregnant"

Daryl shook his head, repeating what she had just said "Your what?" he asked again, taking a step away from her.
"How is that possible? We used..." He leant on the balcony for support and Sam could see his fists scrunching up. Sam stood in silence, letting the news sink in
"It can't be true..." he mumbled to himself "How the hell can ya be pregnant?!" he yelled at her, making Sam jump. Tears began to fill her eyes, and she could no longer hide the pain, after all these weeks... it was coming out.
"It's not like I planned any of this! I did not plan on getting raped!" she blurted out just as angry as Daryl had been a few second ago.
She had said too much.
Daryl's face turned white and then to red "I'm gonna kill him!" Sam tried to pull him back, but Daryl pulled his arm free of her
"How could ya not have told me? After all thats happened with us?"
"I could say the same thing about you! Like with those scars on your back!" Sam retaliated.
Daryl's mind was racing, his heart too. "What did ya want me to say huh? That my father was a mean drunk who liked to take it out on his own kid?!"

They stared at each other, both trying to catch their breath – neither of them believing they had both opened up about such horrific situations.
"When I found out Lori was pregnant... I thought... how could she bring a child into this world?" she said lightly, looking at the ground
"And I am so scared Daryl, I am more scared now than I have ever been before in my life. How can I bring a child into this world? It's already hard enough as it is... but how can I love it and care for it after I know where it came from."

Daryl's jaw tensed as Sam waited for him to say something, anything. Sam moved forward again, placing her hand on his chest "Tell me what you're thinking, please".
Daryl threw her hand from his body and stormed off down the stairs, towards his camp. Sam stood in awe as she began to weep to herself. Maggie's arms were around her, hugging her hard so Sam would not fall.
"It will be okay... I promise Sam. Daryl will come through for you... he always does..." Sam sniffled at her nose and the two ladies began to walk to Sam's camp, not knowing that off in the near distance, trouble was coming for them...

"We finally found them." Tony said to Dave as peered through the binoculars at the farm house. Dave half smiled back at his friend, pulling out his gun
"They won't know what hit them."

Next time

The group are attacked by Dave and his men, but who won't survive?
Should Daryl be able to forgive Sam and be there for her and the baby?

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