Authors Note.(Edited) Sorry for any mistakes, first story. I have some really good ideas for later but I needed a starter so tell me what you think! Other chapters will be more exciting, this is more of the background. There will be a lot of jumping around with time. All this happens after the fall of the prison. Doesn't go with the story line that is on TV now, totally different. ! I don't own anything! All right to amc and the rightful owner!

Much Love! Izy.

POV: Beth

I was a month late… Maybe, just with the stress of losing everything all at once, or maybe, just the lack of food and the weight loss, maybe… But if that wasn't it, I couldn't do it. Not now, not without the safety of the prison and only having Daryl. I can't do it, Lori couldn't do it. Okay, don't panic… don't panic. I remind myself staring at the dirt below my feet, the fire popping and cracking next to me.

Daryl and I have made a small temporary camp for the meantime, but there was no way we would be staying here to sleep for the night. That's just asking to be a walker's midnight snack. I had decided to wait a week, to see if it would come. If not, then I would tell him. I don't want to scare him for nothing. It's not like he has talked to me much since this has all happened anyways. I look up at him, he doesn't look back at me, he's just staring down into the fire.

"We should try to find a better place to sleep for the night." I finally say, breaking the silence.

He doesn't say anything, he doesn't even move. I look around only to see woods everywhere from left to right. The only choice is to just start walking and hope we bump into something safe. I figure trying to talk to him now was hopeless and I start packing up the little things we had managed to take with us, trying to show him we needed to leave. After a moment, he looks up at me, he stands and grabs his bow. I put my knife in it's holder and grab what little food we had in a small carrier bag that we come across earlier by the river.

We walk in silence, listening for any signs of walkers. After what seems like forever, I spot a cabin. It's small but would be perfect for some protection from the elements and the threat of walkers for the night. After checking around the small cabin, we clear out the inside. There is a small bedroom with a queen size bed, a small bathroom and kitchen area. We sleep together in the same bed, there is no use forcing someone to spend the night on the ground, just being that it might be awkward. It wasn't as if we hadn't been closer than just sleeping besides each other before. He wouldn't talk, and it scared me. What if this was him now, shutting out the whole world. I needed to do something, anything. I needed to bring him back to reality, to give him a reason to keep living.

I was pregnant, there was no doubt in my mind about that. Not only was I late, but I had been having morning sickness. Luckily, Daryl hadn't questioned me about that yet. He warmed up to me a bit over the next couple days, he was coming back to reality and it was the perfect time too. I planned to tell him tonight. We had been bouncing from place to place with no real luck of finding anywhere that would be good to stay for longer than a day. It was exactly 38 days since the prison fell and will no luck finding any tracks of any of our friends or family, I was starting to lose hope that we would ever find them.

"Daryl, listen, I need to talk to you 'bout somethin'." I said.

"Hmm?" He grunted back while eating one of the squirrels he had shot earlier that day.

"You remember that night we had… together… back at the prison?" I managed to ask him. He just looks at me, puzzled as to why I would bring that up. We had both decided it would be better for everyone if we just agree it was enjoyable but to be safe and never mention it.

"Well, it's been around a month since we… you know… and" He looked into my eyes and I decide it's best to just be out with it, "I haven't gotten my period yet. Daryl, I think I'm pregnant."

"So, that's why you been throwin' up every mornin'?" He asks calmly. I just nod my head yes in confusion. "Well that's a relief. I thought my cookin' just really sucked."

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I let out a stiff laugh, "Why are you taking this so well?"

"'Cause the world's gone ta shit. I'm not surprised with the shit it throws at me anymore." He says like it was a everyday thing to hear that he's going to be a father.