Y/N paced the living room, her hand resting on her swollen belly. She was already nine months pregnant, and the baby could arrive any day now. Rick and Daryl had left for a quick supply run, promising to return as soon as possible. Carol and Maggie were there to keep her company, ensuring she didn't feel alone during this anxious time.

The sky outside was overcast, matching the storm of emotions swirling in Y/N's mind. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain and a warm gush of water. Her eyes widened as she looked down, realizing her water had just broken.

"Carol! Maggie!" Y/N called out, her voice trembling with a mix of excitement and fear.

Carol rushed over, immediately understanding the situation. "It's happening, isn't it?" she asked, her eyes full of concern.

Maggie grabbed Y/N's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "We'll take care of you, Y/N. Let's get you comfortable."

As Carol and Maggie helped Y/N to the couch, they exchanged worried glances. They knew they had to get in touch with Rick and Daryl as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Rick and Daryl were making their way back to the safe house, their truck loaded with supplies. Rick's phone buzzed, and he quickly answered it, hearing Carol's urgent voice on the other end.

"Rick, Y/N's in labor. Her water just broke," Carol said, her words spilling out in a rush.

Rick's heart raced as he glanced at Daryl. "We need to get back, now!"

Back at the safe house, Y/N's contractions were becoming more intense. Carol and Maggie did their best to keep her calm, but they knew the real comfort would come when Rick and Daryl arrived.

Just as another wave of pain hit, the sound of the truck's engine roared outside. Moments later, Rick and Daryl burst through the door, their faces pale with worry.

"Y/N, we're here!" Rick exclaimed, rushing to her side.

Daryl knelt beside her, his eyes filled with relief and concern. "How are you holding up, sweetheart?"

Y/N managed a weak smile. "I think... I think it's time."