AN: First of all, I am so sorry for keeping everyone hanging. Life has been insanely crazy lately and I have had a lot on my plate between my daughter, family, work, and school. I recently graduated with a diploma in Medical Assisting, 4 more classes and I will have my Associates Degree in Applied Sciences. So after Christmas, school will no longer be a part of my life other than for my daughter. Updates should start to be more regular within the next couple of months. Just bear with me a little longer!


Shane had picked Jenna up as gently as he could and ran with her back towards the house. With Hershel and Rick nowhere to be found, Maggie took after looking after her friend to find what was wrong. She made everyone wait outside in the hallway while she worked and Shane, Glenn, and T-Dog went to find the missing men.

Maggie was trying not to panic. Jenna was pale and clammy to the touch. She was most definitely dehydrated. Her lips were peeling and cracking in numerous places and when she pressed on her finger tips it took too long to fill back up with color for Maggie's liking. Her breathing was shallow and heart beat was rapid. She must have fainted, is the only conclusion she can think of at the moment. Maggie props up Jenna's feet using a stool and pillows on the bed and places cool towels on her forehead and chest.

After what felt like hours but must have only been a couple of minutes, Jenna's eyelids fluttered open and Maggie let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding. Sitting down on the bed next to Jenna she gripped her hand tightly and waited for her eyes to finally focus on her.

"What the hell happened?" Jenna's voice sounded hoarse and raspy like she had just smoked a whole pack of cigarettes.

"You fainted. You had much to eat or drink lately?" Maggie kept her tone friendly and concerned but gave a look of a mother hen.

"I've been splitting my food with the kids and trying to save some of the water…never know when we are gonna really need it, ya know?"

"We've got enough to make sure this don't happen again. You're gonna get yourself killed."

"Maggie, your daddy isn't gonna let us stay here. He wants us gone after Carl gets on his feet." Maggie looked at Jenna completely shocked. She couldn't believe Hershel would turn these people away. Instead of arguing she just shook her head and checked the slight cut on Jenna's forehead from her fall. It didn't look deep enough for stitches and it had already stopped bleeding but she was already starting to show some discoloring.

"You got a good bump on the head but it doesn't look too bad now. Have you given anymore thought to you maybe bein pregnant?" Maggie asked gently, not sure how she would take the question being asked at the moment.

"I can't have kids anymore Maggie." Jenna gently sat up and pressed her back against the headboard, resting her head, trying to get the dull ache to stop.

"Are you sure? I don't mean to push honey but you look a little…" She trailed off trying not to be offensive.

"You can check for yourself Mags, I'm not pregnant…I can't be."

"I'd feel better if you let me or Daddy check."

Jenna laid back down and unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off ungracefully. She knew Maggie meant well but she didn't want to know either way if she was being honest with herself. If she was by some miracle pregnant, this wouldn't be the time to try having another baby. They couldn't keep their first two alive with medical attention and a normal environment, how were they supposed to have one in this world? On the other hand, hearing all over again about being barren and empty was just going to chip away another piece of her soul. While her inner dialogue took place, Maggie gave Jenna a vaginal exam the best she could giving the lack of technology and equipment. Once she was finished she handed Jenna back her pants and washed her hands in the basin on the dresser trying to figure out how to deliver the news to her friend. Turning around slowly, giving her friend enough time to get dressed again properly she saw Jenna sitting up on the edge of the bed looking nauseous.

"You feelin alright?"

"Just a little queasy from blackin out. I'll be alright." Maggie nodded and poured her a glass of water and making sure she drank the whole glass before sitting beside her on the bed. "C'mon Mags, spit it out…" Maggie took a deep breath and held her friends hand and waited for her to look her in the eyes.

"You were right, you're not pregnant but I do think you have an infection with the scar tissue I felt. Could be another reason you passed out on us. I'll have to make a run to the pharmacy with Glenn tomorrow and get you some antibiotics." Jenna gave a sad smile a shrugged her shoulders, blinking rapidly to make the tears disappear. "I'm sorry honey." Maggie pulled her into her side and laid her head on top of hers, just letting her feel she had a support system outside of just her husband. "You'll be okay, I'm here and as soon as your redneck gets back I'm sure he will get your mind off of it." She felt a tear fall onto her shirt and squeezed her in closer.

"Thanks Mags." Jenna whispered into her shoulder and hugged her back as tightly as she could. Right now she was glad Daryl wasn't here. He shouldn't have to live through this again. He deserves so much more than she will ever be able to give him, the least she can do is put on a brave face for him.


Daryl came out of the woods and into the clearing facing the front of the house. He was able to catch 5 squirrels and 1 rabbit. Not much but it would be enough for the group for the night if they stretched it. Being in the woods cleared his mind and he needed it this morning. He's already lost his brother, and he thought he lost his wife. That crippling feeling just wouldn't leave him. He's already lost so much, he couldn't bear to lose her too. She meant more to him than was probably considered healthy but he would be damned if he didn't care. He was going to hold onto her with every fiber of his being. The stress of wondering if she was pregnant was enough to make him question everything again. He's not stupid, he remembers what the doctors said, what he looked up on the computer at the garage. With the amount of damage done to her, it would be almost impossible for her to become pregnant but on the off chance it did, there was so much that could go wrong. She could lose the baby, the baby could be still born, or she could die from hemorrhaging during birth. Her becoming pregnant could be more of a curse than a blessing, especially considering how they were fighting for their lives every day. Shaking the thoughts from his head he started to get closer to the tent when Glenn came up to him looking nervous.

"Wha?"

"Something happened with Jenna, she was helping us with the well and then she just fell over. We couldn't wake her up. Maggie's up in the house with her. Shane's still trying to find Rick and Hershel." Glenn rushed the explanation out as fast as he could to make sure he could get out the story to Daryl before he took off. It was a good thing too because Daryl was already running towards the house before he was completely finished.

Daryl ran up the stairs, two at a time just in time to catch Maggie coming out of a room, shutting the door behind her.

"She aright? She in there? Wha happened?" Maggie stood in front of him and placed her hands out in front of him to try and show everything was fine.

"She just passed out. Between the heat and not eatin or drinkin enough her body just gave out; she's fine though, I swear it." Daryl visibly relaxed and Maggie pointed him towards the room to let him know where she was and he didn't hesitate to show himself in. Opening the door as quickly as he could he saw her laying on the bed, facing away from the door and he shut the door just as quickly to crawl onto the bed with her. He pulled her back into his chest and took a deep breath, relaxing even more and kissing her cheek. He could see the dried tear tracks on her face and the way her bottom lip was quivering no matter how hard she was trying to hide it from him.

"Stop scarin me woman."

"I'm sorry." Jenna whispered and turned herself to face her husband. Just being in his arms was enough to calm her nerves and help her get some control back over her emotions.

"Why ya cryin an' don' be tellin me nothin either. No more of ya hidin shit like not eatin." Jenna couldn't meet his eyes and felt so guilty for everything she was doing to him. Her guilt amplified tenfold and she buried her face into the crook of his neck and held him tightly to her.

"You deserve so much better than me. You're such a good man Daryl Dixon and you don't get half of the good things in life that you deserve and I am so sorry that I can't make it better for you."

Daryl was completely shocked but the more he thought about her words the angrier he got. Why in the hell would she think she wasn't good enough for him? He's just some dumb redneck that had nothing going for him before her. She is everything that is right with his life. She gave him a wife, kids, and a home.

"Wha the hell are ya on about woman?" He grabbed her face between his hands and forced her to look him in the eyes. She needed to hear this and he felt bad that she felt that way about them. To him, she was pure perfection in a world of shit. "Listen ta me, yer my home. You are everythin good in my life. My life was pure shit before ya and I wouldn' trade ya for anythin. Yer my home…got it?"

Jenna teared up and gave a weak smile.

"You deserve the best Daryl. You deserve to have a wife that can give you a good life, a wife that can give you ki-"Daryl's mouth was suddenly on hers in a bruising kiss. It was hard enough to almost be unpleasurable but she knew what he meant, what the emotions behind the kiss were and she couldn't fathom how she got this man. Daryl pulled away more slowly and waited for her to open her eyes again.

"Ya are the best. I don' want fer nothin cause ya give me everythin. YOU made me a daddy and just cause they ain't here don' mean I ain't their daddy, ya hear? Now stop tryin to push me away Jenna Lynn cause I ain't goin nowhere. YOU are MY HOME, understand?" Daryl spoke with such conviction that she knew she couldn't argue with him. He was the love of her life and she needed to suck up the self-pity because he needed her, the strong her.

"I love you too baby." Jenna leaned in and gave him a much softer kiss but full of just as much emotion before whispering one last word against his lips, "Always."


AN: I know this chapter is slightly shorter than the others I have written but it was a filler until I figure out how exactly I want the next part to play out. As always, I welcome all feedback and suggestions. Thank you all in advance for reading, reviewing, voting, liking, and subscribing!