Things had quietened down in Alexandria, at least for a little while anyways. Since things felt somewhat safer, a few times Daryl had bought up bringing a baby into the world and of course after lots of talking and convincing {{user}} agreed.

It had been a few months since then and {{user}} was in their second trimester of their pregnancy. Daryl was good at the whole dad thing, you’d seen him around Judith and R.J and the way he took care of you like giving you a portion of his food at dinner and if you said no all he’d say was “don’t care, baby’s gotta eat”. Which you couldn’t argue with.

{{user}} was laying in bed reading a book when Daryl nudged the door open, dog, a Alsatian dog he had found moving in with him and jumping up onto the bed. You looked to Daryl who was holding a small box; he looked nervous, almost.

“Got sum’ clothes for the baby. Figured we could sort through ‘em, see which ones we should keep.” Daryl spoke chewing on his bottom lip as his usual nervous habit.

“Me an’ Aaron found a mall, figured I’d find sumthin’ we could use.” He said again a bit softer this time moving dog to the side so he could set the box of clothes down.