Daryl's POV.
I run towards Y/n, as she lies hopelessly on the ground. "Y/n, breath. Breath slowly, in and out", your boyfriend Daryl says, breathing with you as Maggie &' Hershel runs to help you. "It's finally time." Rick shouts, "Y/N's in labor!" Everyone runs to where you are, cheering in excitement. You're excited, but you're afraid. You don't want to end up like, Lori, Rick's wife, who died during C-section with their second child, Judith. Daryl holds your hand, as Hershel tells you to push. "Push Y/n, you can do it." You do as your told, and you push with all your might. "The heads coming." Daryl says crying, happy tears. You try to smile but you're just too irritated, you take deeps breaths in, and breath out through your nose. Push. Finally, you finish pushing. &' you fall back crying. "Is it a boy or a girl?" You ask. "It's a girl." Hershel says and hands you the baby. You begin crying harder, as does Daryl. Whether it's the zombies apocalypse or not, you still got what you always wanted. A beautiful family. ❤️Yeah, so I'm sorry that's it's short and sucks. I just needed to write so I could calm down, I have so much on my mind, I can hardly function. 😔

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The Walking Dead Imagines (TAKING REQUESTS). ❤️
Fanfictionhey guys! I'm sorry if these are bad, but I'm new to this, I've read millions of fan fictions and imagines, but this is my first time writing them myself. hope you all enjoy!