Chapter 29

A nervous, but excited shiver ran down Bay's spine when Daryl stalked into the room, and quickly shut the door behind him, before anybody would be able to see him with only a towel around his hips and one slung around his shoulders like a cape. Bay would have giggled, if it wouldn't have been for the look in his eyes. His pupils still looked blown, his eyes almost black with a thin, distractingly cerulean blue, ring surrounding them. It was very clear that this alpha male was ready to re-claim his woman, and that nothing would stop him from doing so.

"This thing lock?" he asked, referring to the door. His voice was so deep and raspy, that it had Bay pressing her thighs together to ease the throbbing she felt torturing her clit.

"N-no..." she replied shakily. It had been one thing to give him pleasure and make him lose control and have him shatter into a million pieces at her hands, but it was another thing to give herself over to him again. And while she was aroused beyond belief, she was also extremely nervous about the whole thing. More nervous than she had ever been with him before. This was their fresh start, their second chance. They were really doing this. No turning back. Once he would be inside of her, it would be a sealed deal. Exciting, but damn scary as hell, too. She forgave him for what happened, but the fear of getting hurt again would never leave her from now on.

Daryl quickly scanned the room until his gaze settled upon the chair in front of her small desk. He went over there, grabbed the chair and brought it back to the door, creating his own lock by sticking the back of the chair underneath the door knob, so the door wouldn't be able to get opened just like that. He knew Maggie wasn't a fan of knocking and he wasn't gonna have her barge in, while he enjoyed his dessert before dinner. Only when he was fully satisfied with the positioning of the chair, did he walk over to her bed, removing the towel from around his shoulders on his way there. He mirrored her and knelt on the bed, close enough to her to have their bodies touching chest to knees. He cradled her face in his big, calloused hands, and when he kissed her, Bay was surprised. She had expected him to be wild and forceful, but his kiss was deep and passionate. She didn't realize that Daryl had been very well aware of the sliver of nervousness in her expression when he had come in. He had an inkling that this was probably not too easy for her, and he understood why. He also knew that at this point, everything had been said and now only time would help him to prove that he would never leave her willingly again. Now he was trying to ease the nervousness out of her body and mind, by taking his time and easing her back into the swing of things. At least he would try. He hoped his impatience wouldn't get into the way of that.

Slowly his hands traveled over her neck and down her chest. Both of them moaned into the kiss when he cupped her soft globes, his thumbs caressing the smooth skin before they teasingly swiped at her nipples. He felt himself becoming erect again as her soft nipples turned hard underneath his finger tips. It made him circle the peaks for a moment, making Bay shudder and break out into goosebumps. That's right. You're real sensitive here, baby girl. Almost forgot. He grinned when he felt her small fingers dig into his biceps when he flicked his nails against her. "Still into that?" he murmured lowly against her lips.

Bay nodded frantically. She didn't trust her voice in that moment. She hadn't been this aroused since she had last been with him, and it was overwhelming. The hammering in her loins was getting stronger by the minute, and they had barely even started. She knew that her orgasm would probably match Daryl's in intensity once he got her to that point, and she had no idea if she would survive that and have her brain stay intact. She got a little breather thought, when Daryl let his hands stray from her breasts. He let them glide to her sides, tracing her shape with his palms from her armpits down to her waist, stopping for a moment to squeeze the curve there possessively, before he slid them down further, to feel the flare of her hips. "Told ya to take these off." he lightly tugged at the elastic of her panties.

"I know." she replied with a small voice.

"Then why didn't you?" his voice was tinged with a hint of amusement. "Going shy on me now?"

Bay only shrugged, her face going red as he pulled back a little to look her in the eyes.

"I already know what's hiding under those little panties, baby girl." he kept staring into her eyes, watching her expression closely while his hand slipped inside said panties. His fingers slipped through her curls towards his own personal heaven. He avoided her clit and stroked his fingers down her pussy lips towards her opening. Bay's breath hitched in the sweetest way when she felt him inch closer. She had to spread her knees apart further, because his hand was bigger now and didn't completely fit between her legs anymore. That's right, sweetheart. Open up for me. Holy shit you're always so wet. Fucking missed all of it.

They weren't kissing, but they were nose to nose, inhaling each others breath and watching each other closely. Daryl almost came just from the way her eyes changed and from her surprised gasp when he slowly plunged two thick fingers into her wetness. He groaned when he felt her walls stretching around his digits, trying to accommodate him again. It was like the first time all over again and a sudden realization made his eyes widen in surprise. "Bay? You ain't been with anyone all these years, have ya?"

"No." she confirmed. "There's only ever been you."

I'm still the only one... That fact made his primal instincts and his male pride burst through the roof. So much that he felt like his brain short-circuited. He was on her within a split second, grabbing the hair at the back of her hair, kissing her hard and wild, tongues swirling, teeth gnashing and lips bruising. He pushed his fingers as far inside of her as he could, keeping them still for a moment to let her adjust before he started thrusting and twisting and turning them, preparing her for bigger things to come. Bay was putty in his hands. She whimpered and moaned into his mouth as she pushed herself down on his fingers, trying to get them even deeper, but there was no way. He was already buried inside of her to the knuckles.

He bit down on her bottom lip hard and tugged until it snapped free. Slow and gentle Daryl was gone. Wild and rough caveman Daryl came out to play and he made his was down her body by licking her skin and inflicting red, angry bites all over her neck and down to her chest. He did what he had imagined earlier in the woods and what he had just done to her lip. He caught her nipples between his front teeth and nipped them sharply, then tugging at them, elongating them until they escaped the grip of his teeth, making her hiss, whimper, gasp and moan in the sexiest way he had ever heard. Her fingers clenched in his short hair, pulling hard, but all he felt was pleasure shooting straight to his groin. "Lay down." he commanded her after deciding to not to torture her nipples any longer, because he didn't want her to get too sore. Bay obeyed and laid down, only to have herself be pulled towards the edge of the bed by her lover.

"Be careful!" her concern for him was stronger than anything else and it broke through her lust-filled haze for a moment. "You gotta take it easy, baby."

"Bay. I ain't never said this to you before and truly meant it, and I'm sorry, alright? But shut up!" he said under his breath while he knelt on the floor. Without another word he grabbed her hips and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. He pressed her legs together and pushed her knees up towards her chest before he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down over her ass. "Take 'em off." he said once he had slid them far enough up towards her knees for her to be able to reach them with her hands. Bay did as she was told. She would not say it out loud, but she was under the impression that his bossiness had increased over the years and she enjoyed it so much that she felt more wetness pool out of her opening. With taking her panties off in that exact moment, she knew that Daryl would notice immediately just how much she liked this side of him.

Daryl groaned inwardly and licked his lips when his eyes feasted on the sight of her glistening sex. Exactly like I remember. No changes there. She was still tiny, perfect and absolutely beautiful and he couldn't wait to put his mouth on her. He slowly ran his hands up the back of her thighs, sliding around to the top when he reached her knees, parting them and pulling them away from her chest and towards his own body, until her legs rested on his wide shoulders and his head was nestled between her thighs. Daryl sighed with contentment when he felt like he was coming home. He would have loved to take his time and tease her and give her hickeys and bite marks on her thighs, but he simply couldn't wait to taste her. Their eyes locked while Daryl lowered his head, but both closed their eyes before his lips made contact with her most intimate part. Keeping eye contact all the way through this very intimate act was still a little too much for them. It was something to work up to in the future as they fully repaired the little trust issues that were still in the way.

"Oh God!" a loud moan escaped her when Daryl closed his lips around as much of her as he could, engulfing her sex almost entirely with his hot mouth. He tickled the tip of his tongue along her opening, having her gasp and squirm, before he lazily traced it up and down her slit, teasing her by coming close to her clit every time, but never touching it. "Please Daryl, please, please, please..." he pulled his mouth from her and grinned when he had her begging this quickly.

"Please what, sweetheart?"

"Please..." she hesitated for a moment, having a hard time getting the words out. "... lick me..."

"Where? Show me, Bay."

Bay grabbed his hair and pulled his head up a little, until his mouth was right on top of her clit. "Here." she breathed. "Please."

Daryl brought one hand around her thigh and used his thumb and forefinger to spread her a little. Bay held her breath and bit her lip in anticipation, her fingers digging impatiently into his scalp while she kept him firmly in place. Daryl took in the sexy view, thinking for a brief moment that he enjoyed it even more now than he had when they'd been younger. Then, he finally gave her what she craved. He let his tongue slip past his lips and let the very tip of it give her clit a long, slow lick.

"Oohh holy shhhiit..." Bay moaned and pushed her hips up against his face wantonly. "Just like that."

Daryl fought a proud grin. A cursing Bay was always a good sign. He reached up and removed her hands from his hair, intertwining their fingers and resting their linked hands on either side of her hips. He started working her in earnest, teasing her clit, tracing his tongue back down to her opening and letting it penetrate her and enjoying her taste with a groan, before he licked back up and laved and suckled at her swollen nub. Bay had a death grip on his hands and her hips were undulating in a sexy dance while he gave her pleasure. She was also making the most beautiful music by releasing moan after moan, interspersed with sexy little gasps and whispers of his name. In the back of his head he was aware that, by now, everybody who would walk the hall upstairs would know what they were doing. He only hoped that nobody would feel the need to interrupt them. Especially not now, because his girl's breathing had changed and he knew she was close to losing it.

"Keep going, please keep going..." he heard her breathless pleas a bit muffled because she now had her thighs firmly clamping his head between them, and she was squeezing the hell out of his hands by now. It was bordering on painful, but Daryl couldn't care less. He only had one goal in mind. Her orgasm. He kept flicking his tongue back and forth against her clit at a fast and steady pace, knowing that it would get here there. It took less than a minute until he felt the muscles in her legs tense, followed by the rest of her body. Her hips lifted off the bed and she started panting and got quieter and quieter. Daryl knew exactly what she needed now, so he let his tongue flick faster, and within a handful of seconds, her body started bucking rhythmically as she released a strangled cry when her release washed over her.

Daryl gently closed his lips around her clit and gave a few soft sucks while she rode out her orgasm. This time he did look up at her and took in the perspiration glistening on her skin and her flushed cheeks with great pride. Only I can do that to her. Only me. When her body stilled her released her from his mouth and slowly pulled his hands out of her grasp. He carefully let her legs drop to the floor, then he got up and knelt on the bed with one knee, and delved one arm between her and the mattress. When he had a good grip on her, he pulled her towards the middle of the bed again, so she would be able to rest comfortably. He noticed tears leaking out of the corners of her closed eyes and he hoped that they stemmed from her intense orgasm and not from anything negative.

Bay was shaking all over and not just from her release. All these memories of them together hit her at once and it evoked a flurry of emotions which had her overwhelmed. Most of all she was overwhelmed by how much she truly loved him. It scared her to pieces, but there was probably nothing that would ever change her feelings for him. It was wonderful and devastating at the same time. In a way, she was a slave to this man. A willing slave, very much so, but what if he did hurt her again? She would never ever get over him. Still, it didn't bother her as much as it probably should. She loved him more than anything in this world and that was all that mattered right now. She had this beautiful man back in her life and he was making her feel so good that she didn't even care about people hearing them. Let them. Let them know what a great lover he was. She was proud to be with him. Always had been, always will be.

"You okay?" she felt more than she heard it whispered against her cheek after he had kissed one of the tears away.

"Yeah." she croaked out. "Just... holy shit... wow." she murmured under her breath, making Daryl chuckle. That was exactly how he had felt earlier when she had made him cum. Bay opened her eyes and turned her head to look at him. "I want you." she stated, making Daryl's heart thud that much harder in his chest, and his cock twitch almost painfully strong. "Are you up for it?" she asked, referring to his injuries.

"I'm good." he said before she had been able to finish her question completely. He sat up and opened her nightstand to get out one of the condom boxes. "Hate these things." he grumbled as he put one of the XL condoms on himself.

"Yeah, me too." Bay laughed quietly and raised her eyebrows at him when she saw his hopeful look. "Nuh-uh, we are not risking it, Mister."

He chewed on his lip thoughtfully for a moment before he nodded. "Yeah, probably better not to." he laid back down next to her on his side, letting his hand roam her body while they kissed breathlessly and urgently, both fighting for dominance as they rolled around the bed a little.

"Let me be on top. I can do the work while you heal." Bay suggested, but Daryl wouldn't have it.

"Nah. Later, but not now." he declined her offer. He felt like he needed to be the one on top in order to make her his again and reclaim her. He needed to give it to her good and hard. They could take their time and let her ride him later, but now they needed to do it with him doing the work, as she had called it. Bay acquiesced and rolled on her back, letting him between her spread legs. Daryl smirked as he grabbed her legs and, once more, pushed her knees up towards her chest. "Gonna go deep, baby girl. You still know what to say when it's too much?"

"Brakes." she replied without hesitation, remembering the safe word they had put in place towards the end of their relationship, when they had dabbled in rough sex a little more.

"Good girl." he rasped under his breath as he positioned the tip of his rock-hard erection at her opening, and with one quick thrust of his hips, he pushed in half-way. Bay's surprised yell at the sudden intrusion made him shudder with lust. He growled deep in his throat as he held completely still for a moment, so he wouldn't come right then and there. She was clenching her muscles, her walls squeezing him tightly as she fought to adjust to his size again. It was just as uncomfortable as it had been the very first time, but this time around, she welcomed it with open arms and reveled in the little pinpricks of pain and the pressure of being filled again.

"Deeper." she moaned and gave him the go ahead to keep pushing in further. Daryl pulled out a little again, only to fill her up with one slow, smooth thrust, all the way to the end of her. "Yesssss..." Bay hissed and held on to his shoulders when he leaned forward and supported himself on his hands on either side of her head. Daryl pulled right out again and re-entered her with a nice, hard thrust, making her cry out loudly again. She slapped her hand over her mouth when he set a steady and hard rhythm, but it didn't do much to muffle her sounds of pleasure.

"Baby girl..." his pet name for her kept falling from his lips in between grunts as he thrust himself into her over and over again with all his might. It felt too good to be true to be inside of her again. It was everything he remembered and more. Although, in the back of his mind, he had the humorous thought that sex was indeed different now that they were older... his hips started getting tired way sooner. He pushed through and even doubled his efforts, making Bay have to stem her hands against the headboard, so she wouldn't hit her head with the force of his strokes. The headboard started slamming against the wall, but neither of them even noticed. They were way too wrapped up in what they were doing and the pleasure they got from it. There was nothing sweet or gentle about it, it was hard and fast, almost brutal fucking, and it was exactly what they needed. Way too soon did Daryl feel his balls draw up as the familiar tingles built at the base of his spine and heat started to spread out throughout his lower regions and working its way through his entire body. He didn't want it to end already, but he knew there was no way around it. "Fuck... gonna cum, sweetheart."

Bay didn't reply. She literally couldn't because he was screwing her brains out and almost all of her air was gone at this point. She was just a sweat-soaked, moaning and whimpering mass that was on the verge of cumming right along with him. She removed one hand from the headboard and brought it between their bodies. A couple of hard thrusts from him and a couple of flicks of finger against clit and she exploded with Daryl's name on her lips, triggering his release and they collapsed in a writhing, shivering and panting heap on the mattress.

Meanwhile downstairs

"Aaaahhh..."

The female cry made everyone in the living room halt in their tracks.

*thunk...thunk...thunk...thunk...thunk*

"Oh God... oh Daryl...Yes... Yesssss..."

Lori, Dale, Andrea, T-Dog, Maggie, Glenn and Rick all looked up at the ceiling, realizing in that moment whose room was right on top of the living room area.

"Oh my God..." Maggie hid her eyes behind her hand for a moment, laughing incredulously. Never had she imagined that she would ever hear these kind of sounds in this house. Much less coming from Bay's room.

The men shared amused looks, while Lori blushed inexplicably and cleared her throat. "Let's keep playing." she picked her cards back up and was glad that Carl had gone to see the calf with Jimmy and Hershel.

"Good idea. Whose turn was it?" Dale asked as he focused back on the cards in his hands.

"Mine." Rick murmured as he looked at his own cards. "Andrea, got any eights?"

"Go-" Andrea was interrupted and they all looked up again when the rhythmic slamming noise got a whole lot faster.

*thunkthunkthunkthunkthunkthunkthunkthunkthunkthunkthunk*

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oooohhh! Oh God! Daryl!"

"Jesus Christ, what is he doing? Is he pinning her to the wall with a nail gun?" Glenn mumbled and shook his head, slightly embarrassed at what he was witnessing. The comment made T-Dog and Rick burst into laughter, while the others chuckled a little.

"Alright Daryl!" T-Dog cheered. "Who knew he had it in him."

"Alright people, come on. Let's blend it out. Andrea, no eights?" Lori asked for Rick as she tried to divert their attention back to their game of Go Fish. She found the situation to be humorous as well, but she was a bit embarrassed for her new friend that almost everybody was listening in on her alone time with Daryl. Even though there was no way not to listen in, except for leaving the house. She wondered how Hershel would have reacted if he'd be in here right now. Good thing we don't have to find out.

Daryl hadn't even managed to pull out and remove the condom. They had dozed off with him still on top of and inside of her, both completely spent from their activities and orgasms. Bay woke back up about half an hour later, when their shared body heat became almost unbearable and she was barely able to breathe anymore on top of that.

"Daryl. Wake up, baby." she gently rubbed her hands up and down his sides, avoiding his stitches as best as she could. She hadn't even noticed before that he had torn off the bandages before he'd entered her room after their shower. It had been a bad idea of them to have sex. He had only been fine because the pain killers had taken the pain away, but she was sure he would feel everything they had done in a couple of hours, and it would suck. One way or another, she would have to convince him to stay in this bed and really rest for at least 2 days. The risk of infection was still there, and they really couldn't use that right now. Antibiotics were hard to come by. Daryl grumbled, but slowly blinked his eyes open.

"What?"

"You're kind of suffocating me." she giggled quietly.

"Shit. 'm sorry." he mumbled and finally pulled out of her and rolled on his back next to her. He pulled of the condom and made a knot so the contents wouldn't spill out before he tossed it on the floor. "You okay?" he asked her for the second time that afternoon.

"Fine." she smiled. "Promise me something."

"What?"

"Not to strain yourself anymore. Not in the next couple of days. I want you to stay in here for the next 48 hours and only leave to get food and to use the bathroom. Please?"

"I'm fine, Bay."

"You think that now, but let's talk again in a couple of hours."

"What you mean?"

"When the painkillers wear off. It won't be fun." she warned him, and he had to admit that he hadn't even thought about it like that.

"Worth it." he shrugged and gave her a cute little smile.

"I hope so." she smiled and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "You should eat something. You haven't eaten since this morning."

"Where are you going?" he frowned when she moved to sit up.

"It's dinner time soon. I need to go and prepare something."

"Nah. Enough people in the house now. Let them take care of it. You work too hard, Bay."

"Oh come on, I don't. Nothing I haven't done before. You just want me to stay in this bed for other reasons." she teased him with a grin.

"You are not wrong." he laughed out quietly. "But I mean it. Take a break. If I gotta, you gotta, too."

"Yeah, okay. Sounds like a deal."

"Exactly. Also, I'm pretty sure they heard us. Let them get over it first or you're gonna be in hell down there with all their stupid grins and teasing and shit." Daryl knew that he wasn't ready to face that. If he could, he would avoid those people for as long as it would take them to forget about what they had possibly heard.

"Hm... right." Bay flushed at the thought of someone asking her about the noises. "Good God, I might never leave this room again." she thought as she grew more and more mortified the longer she thought about how quiet she had not been. Damn Daryl Dixon and his skills.

"Now we're talking." he smirked. "Hand me the tray?" he motioned towards the food on the nightstand after his belly had started growling.

"Here you go. Chicken's cold by now."

"Don't care." he smiled and dug into the mashed potatoes. "Want some?" he held his fork up to her mouth.

"Mhm." Bay nodded and let him feed her as she relaxed contentedly with her back against the headboard.

They hid out in her room for the rest of the evening, not keen on facing the rest of the group, and now, with Sophia found and no immediate pressing issues they had to focus on, they didn't have to. Morning and breakfast would come soon enough.

Bay was nervous about going downstairs and facing the group the next morning. Daryl and her had been up a while already. After another lovemaking session in the middle of the night, they had woken up and picked up right where they had left off. Despite Bay wanting him to rest, they hadn't been able to keep their hands off each other. They had kissed and caressed each other lazily, masturbating each other until they had been ready to go. Bay had rolled a condom over his length before she had straddled his lap and had let herself sink down on his turgid length. Daryl had squeezed her ass in his hands, helping her slowly bounce up and down on his cock while she had supported herself with her hands on his strong shoulders. Nobody had heard anything this time, she was sure of it, because they had been pretty quiet. Just breathless whispers and quiet moans had been uttered during their slow and tender lovemaking.

However Bay was still embarrassed about the night before, when they had tried to slam a hole in the wall, using her bed as a hammer. And she had been loud, too. She would have to remember that they were not in their own apartment anymore, and that 14 other people, including two impressionable little kids, were around and possible listening in. She was blushing before she even entered the kitchen and she lowered her head and brought her hand up to scratch an imaginary itch on her forehead on her way to the fridge. "Mornin'..." she muttered to the backs of Lori, Beth and Maggie.

"Good morning." The women greeted in unison. Lori sent her a smile as she looked over her shoulder for a moment, while Beth and Maggie smirked as they shared a look.

"Hey Bay..." Maggie came closer and smiled. "Missin' anything?"

"Missing anything?" Bay frowned and thought about it for a moment. "Ummm... I miss butter...?" she made it sound like a question, thinking maybe it was a new game Beth had come up with. Maybe they were supposed to say what they missed from before the outbreak? Or maybe Daryl had literally screwed her brains out and she was not getting what Maggie was asking?

"That's not what she meant." Beth giggled. "I did laundry..."

"Oh great. Thanks." Bay didn't get that the girl's statement had been supposed to be a hint.

The girls looked at each other again and started laughing at Bay's being oblivious to what was going on. "Christ, did he bang your head against the wall?" Maggie laughed. "We put the box of extra large condoms from Daryl's pants into the back of the cabinet with the towels... Just in case you wonder where your condoms have vanished to."

"Oh God." Bay blushed furiously and hid her face behind her hands, just like the day before when Daryl had teased her about them. That's when he had put the box in his pants pocket, and Bay hadn't noticed.

"Extra large?" Even Lori's ears perked up at that and she looked over at a mortified Bay with raised eyebrows. "Seriously?"

"Mhm." Bay hummed and nodded slightly, not daring to look anyone in the eyes while she got some fresh eggs out of the fridge.

"You should be careful about where you leave those, Bay. Two minutes later and Daddy might have found them. He was in there right after me." Beth told her, making Bay's embarrassment even worse.

"Oh God!" she shuddered. "Oh God,... nope, not even thinking about that. Didn't happen." Suddenly she shot up straight like one of her lover's bolts. "Did he...? Yesterday... was he around when we... you know?"

"No, you were in luck." Lori laughed quietly. "He was out with Carl and Jimmy, visiting.. Lily? The calf?"

"Yeah, Lily. Good... Good." Bay sighed in relief. At least she wouldn't get funny looks or a lecture from Hershel. That was the last thing she needed. From now on, she had to be much more careful with her sounds.

"Relax, Bay. We're just teasing you a little. That's what people do, you know?" Maggie winked at a red-faced Bay.

"I know, but that doesn't mean that I like it."

"I do." Beth smiled. "It feels normal."

"Never felt normal to me." Bay muttered under her breath and cracked some eggs into a bowl.

"You okay, honey?" Lori smiled at her gently.

"Yes, I just... I've never been comfortable with this kind of stuff around people who aren't Daryl." Bay explained. "Was it really that loud?"

"I don't know about loud, but it was certainly audible." Lori replied, and when Bay shook her head at herself, Lori put her arm around Bay's shoulders and squeezed gently. "Don't worry. I'm sure you are not the only one it's going to happen to. With several couples in these tight quarters... it's bound to happen. Privacy is gone, I'm afraid."

"Yeah, I guess so." Bay agreed. "Just gotta be more careful and considerate. I'm sorry that you had to hear that."

"Don't apologize. It happens." Lori winked with a little smile and squeezed Bay's shoulder some more, before she left the younger woman to cook her eggs. When she was finished she brought the food up to Daryl. He had promised to stay in bed longer and rest up until he really wouldn't be able to take sitting still anymore. She had breakfast with him, then she kissed him and left to do her chores around the farm.

A while later Bay was mucking out the horses' stalls, when she was joined by Rick. Something told her that he wasn't here to help. His expression was different than usual. He didn't look very pleased.

"What can I do for you, Rick?"

"Did you tell my wife that it was okay not to be happy about the baby?" he asked in a non-nonsense tone of voice.

Bay stopped what she was doing and straightened, looking him dead in the eye. "Yes. I did."

"Why would you do that?"

"Because it is okay not to be happy about it. There's no need for her to feel guilty about being confused and not knowing what to do."

"Just because you think that it was okay for you, doesn't give you the right to support my wife in thinking it would be alright to have an abortion."

"That was not what I said, Rick."

"Wasn't it? You told her it's okay not to be happy. That's basically telling her that it's okay to get rid of it."

"I told her that she should talk to you. That you two should work it out together. She asked me not to judge her, so I told her my story to prove to her that I would be the last person to judge. I just wanted to share and show her that she wasn't alone. That's all. I never said 'go ahead, get rid of your kid'. I said she should talk to you. I said that she should think long and hard about what she would be able to live with." Bay explained to him, but she saw in his expression that she wasn't getting through to him. He came closer, looking her in the eyes with a determined look. His voice was calm, but she clearly detected the warning it was carrying.

"Keep out of our business. Keep your opinions to yourself. Or you and me are gonna have problems."

"Problems it is, then." Bay shot back calmly. "Sorry, but I'm not easily intimidated, and I sure as hell won't keep my mouth shut in my own house. If you have a problem with me, keep your distance. That's all I have to say to that."

Rick didn't say anything. He just looked at her for a moment before he turned and walked out.

"Funny how I was very welcome to voice my opinions out loud to Hershel, when it was in order to help him and his family stay." Bay didn't say it too quietly, and she was sure Rick had caught it on his way out, but he didn't show it. Bay stopped working for a moment and let the conversation replay in her head. Looks like Sheriff Grimes isn't the friendly neighborhood cop after all. Better keep my eyes on that.

Thank you for reading!

Not too much happening in this one, but looks like Bay made a little no-no in Rick's book. Ricktator starting to show through his friendly exterior;-)

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