Daryl POV

There were tears in her eyes, tears that reflected the heartbreak she was feeling. She knew it was Jon's baby, and it killed her beyond relief. It was yet another thing that Jon had inflicted on her. But maybe by some miracle she was wrong. I had heard of women who took pregnancy tests that had it come out positive one day but have the next test negative.

"I...uh.." Fucking idiot say something " Kynz wanna help me out ere?" I looked at my sister pleadingly.

"Sav just cuz it says you're pregnant on that test doesn't mean you're actually pregnant. It could be faulty for all we know! Those things could be expired right? Check again later or another day and then see if it gives the same results? No need to panic before we know for sure"

Running my fingers through my hair I sighed, silently thanking my sister for bringing out the words that I couldn't seem to manage to get out of my damned mouth.

"I...you're right..I'm..I'm sorry I shouldn't have reacted so... an idiot I am" her soft italian accented voice spoke out with a hint of self-loathing, making me frown slightly.

"Savannah. Shut. Up" Smooth dumbass now you're going to make her cry even more! Say something somewhat intelligent you dumbass red neck! " Everything is going to be fine now stop with this self-deprecating shit aright?"

Mackynzie looked at me, giving me one of her eye rolls indicating how stupid she thought that was. Thankfully, Savannah took it lightly, smiling lightly and nodded.

"Thank you…" Savannah took my hand and squeezed it lightly, causing a faint blush to appear on my cheeks before she walked away.

"Nice job bro. Always were a hit with the ladies" Mackynzie teased.

I glared at her lightly and flicked her forehead. "Shut up Kynz. Mind your own damn business for once would ya?"

"Why would I do that? That's no fun at all! Plus you wouldn't have gone as far as you did with Savannah without me pretty boy" she giggled, my eyes rolling in a combination of both irritation and amusement.

"Ya ya whatever sis. Think what you like. Short stack"

"Oi! I'm not that short! I'm 5.4!"

"Exactly. Shor-Ty" I teased back.

"Watch it brother or I'll bring you down to size. Don't think I won't!" she pouted, her green eyes glaring up at me. She would always get the same look whenever someone would mention her height or when she wouldn't get her way. Sisters…What can you do?

"Oh I don't doubt it. You're a Dixon after all" I smirked and put an arm around her shoulder.

"Hell ya and don't you forget it!" she unexpectedly whacked me in the stomach.

"The fuck was that for?"

"A little bit of sisterly love! " she giggled before running off.

"Kynz you little shit!" I yelled after her