Daryl had never been interested in starting a family. He had already found a family, the group of survivors he had been with since the start of the epidemic, and which had changed over time, losses and people found. He remained a great loner, especially since he had a difficult childhood, in a family, let's say it, unsuitable and loving... All of this had never led him to even imagine finding someone and starting a family with that person. This was all before he met you. He quickly fell in love with you. It was mutual. You both started dating... And he no longer imagined himself alone... He didn't wake up or go back to sleep alone, he didn't live alone anymore. You were his companion, his other half, the love of his life, he knew it, felt it. And he never wanted to be alone again, he couldn't even imagine himself without you. Then, one day when you both went to Rick's house... While he was talking to Rick, Daryl glanced at you, while you were taking care of little Judith. You smiled at the little girl, played with her. You seemed so motherly and good with children. Daryl then began to imagine himself with a family, and not just his group, but you and one, or maybe even two, children of the two of you. He started to want to have children, to have a mini you, a mini him, a mini mix of the two of you, running around the house and outside... He wanted to have a child, a child with you, something of his own, that he would share with you. The greatest gift as death gained ground on the survivors: A new life. Since that day, Daryl began to be more affectionate, more cuddly, more present, more gentle, more loving... He held her hand more often, gave her affectionate nicknames more often. Then one day, as he came home after a day of looking for food outside, he approached you, a child's stuffed toy, miraculously still clean, as if it were new and had been kept under empty, in the hands. “Look what I found, isn’t it adorable?” Daryl asked, holding up the stuffed animal, which was in the shape of an adorable bunny.