"Please be careful Dean. Don't get bit, shot, stabbed,-"
"Y/N babygirl, I'll be careful. Always am." Dean chuckled, pecking my lips.
"-and most importantly, don't die! I will literally kill you if you die."
"Sweetheart, that doesn't even make sense."
"I don't care. Don't die." I frowned.
Dean and Sam were going on a supply run. The bunker needed to be stoked up on food and medical supplies. Since I was heavily pregnant, neither Winchesters would let me come along.
They said they'd be back in a few hours but there's always a chance things go wrong. It was the zombie apocalypse after all. I'd already lost my family so I didn't want to lose Sam or Dean. My best friend and the other, father of my child.
Dean grinned. "How many times have I died and come back huh?"
"Too many. I just don't want it to happen again alright?"
"I know sweetheart. But, nothing will stop me from coming back to you and Baby 2.0" he smiled, rubbing my large swollen belly.
I giggled. "Okay. I love you."
"I know."
"Stop being such a dork and go. The sooner you leave, the sooner you get back and I want you back as soon as possible."
"Alright Sweetheart." He pecked my lips. "Sam! You ready?"
Sam appeared in the room, tucking his gun in the back of his jeans. "Yeah, I'm ready."
I went over to him and hugged him. "You too Mister. Don't die or so help me."
He chuckled, kissing my forehead. "I won't. We Winchesters are too damn stubborn to die."
I pulled back, giggling. "Ain't that the truth."
Sam rolled his eyes playfully, heading to his brother. "We good to go?"
"Yup." Dean nodded. "See you later gorgeous." He smiled over at me.
"I better do." I said in a serious but playful tone.
Both boys gave me another hug before leaving. Once they were gone, I sighed bored. Now what was I gonna do? I could call Cas but he might be busy.
"Reading it is." I mumbled to myself, sitting in the library and grabbing a random book that was on the table that Sam must if left. The next few hours better go quick, I'm already starting to miss the idjits.
**
"Y/N!" Castiel' voice yelled, making me jolt awake. When did I even fall to sleep?
Ignoring my thoughts, I snapped my attention to the angel. He was holding an angel blade in his hands and stood protectively. Something was wrong.
I stood up quickly. "Cas?! What's going on?!"
"Some bad men- demons I think- have broken into the bunker. I need to transport you away for safely. I cannot take them on my own."
"What about Sam and Dean? Aren't they back?" I asked, trembling.
He shook his head, clutching the blade as he heard the men come down the bunker stairs. "Cas." I whimpered, scared for me and the baby.
"You'll be okay Y/N. Take this," he handed me the blade. "We'll find you but for now, I need to transport you away. Stay safe."
That was all he said before placing two fingers on my forehead. The next thing I knew was that I was in the middle of some woods. I looked around, checking the perimeter.
No walkers or people. Good.
Then it hit me. What the hell was I going to do now?! I had no idea where the hell I was. The only think I had was an angel blade to protect myself.
I knew Cas just wanted to protect me but I didn't know what the hell to do. Tears flooded my eyes. I wanted to go home. I wanted to be back in the bunker with Dean.
My pregnant ass was not gonna last out here for long. Sure I had some skills but being heavily pregnant made it hard to move. Shit this was bad.
Suddenly, there was multiple groans from behind me. I whipped around to see three walkers coming right at me. See, this is what I was talking about.
I quickly stabbed the closest one in the head, killing it. The second was nearing so I yanked the blade out from the first one and plunged it into the second ones brain.
It fell to the floor as expected. Then, the third one grabbed me, pulling me. I struggled to get free but he's grip was firm, defiantly gonna leave a bruise.
I didn't have time to react. This was how I die. Chomped on by a walker. My eyes closed, waiting for its deadly bite. "Sorry Dean." I whispered.
Suddenly, a whistling sound was heard. The walkers grip loosened and it's body thumped to the floor. I snapped my eyes open to see it dead, arrow in it's eye. Relief flooded my body. However, I remembered that there was the issue of the shooter.
I grabbed the angel blade, standing ready to fight. A man suddenly came out from behind the trees. He pointed a crossbow at me. His long hair covered his good looking face.
"I ain't gon' hurt ya. Put the blade down and I'll put my crossbow down." He grunted.
"Why should I trust you?" I growl.
"I just save your life sweetheart." He scoffed.
I hesitated before putting the angel blade into my belt loop. As he said, the man lowered his crossbow. "You got a name?"
"Y/N. Y/N Grimes. You?"
His eyes widened for a moment. "Y/N?"
"Uh, yeah." I said in a 'duh' tone.
"It's me, Daryl. Daryl Dixon."
I gasped. "Daryl?!"
Daryl was a part of a group I used to be in when the world went to shit. We got separated at the prison though. Along with my family.
He nodded, smirking. "Nice to see ya again darlin'"
I ran to him, hugging him awkwardly since my stomach was enormous. He hugged back for a second but pulled back and stared at my stomach.
"Long story." I giggled.
"Wait till ya dad see this." He chuckled.
"He's alive?" I chocked out.
Daryl nodded. "Yup, he's still the leader of our group. We live in this town called Alexandria now. Some other people live there too. We got walls to protect us."
"Wow, sounds awesome. I'm so happy that you found me."
"What were you doing out here anyway?"
"Like I said, long story. Can you take me to see my dad? Oh and Carl! How is he?! And Judith! Oh my God, I'm so excited." I cheered.
"Well let's go Darlin'" Daryl grinned, gesturing me to follow him.
**
Daryl took me to a town with large walls around the perimeter just like he said. There were guards at the gate with guns which made me nervous.
"Don't worry 'bout them. They're weary of strangers but as soon as I explain who ya are, you'll fit right in." Daryl reassured me.
I nodded, staying close to him. We walked in being greeted with a group of people. One seemed familiar. He was a teenager with long hair and a sheriffs hat. There was a bandage covering his eye.
"Y/N?!" He exclaimed, shocked.
I studied him for a moment, trying to deduce who he was. Then it hit me. "Carl?!"
He ran to me, hugging me tightly. I hugged back taking in his presence. "Missed you bro." I smiled.
He pulled back, looking at me. "Where were you? And what the hell have you been doing?" He asked as he took note of my large stomach.
I giggled. "I'll explain later. Where's dad?"
"He's-"
"Y/N?" A deep familiar voice chocked.
I looked towards it to see Dad stood there, eyes full of disbelief. "Hey daddy." I whispered.
Like Carl, he came rushing to me, embracing me in his arms. I hugged back, happy tears running down my face. My family was alive. Dad kissed my forehead before pulling away.
"I thought you were dead. After we got separated I was lost. You were all I thought about." His voice cracked, tears flooding his eyes.
"Shh, daddy. I'm here now. I'm not leaving you again." I comforted him.
He nodded, wiping his tears away. A big grin was plastered in his face as he looked at me. Well, that was until he looked down at my stomach.
"Y/N Grimes! I loose you for almost two damn years and when I do find you, you're pregnant! Who the father? I'll give him a piece of my mind for touching my-"
"Dad!" I burst out laughing, along with Carl.
"Sorry. Who is the father though?"
I saddened. "It doesn't matter. We got separated anyway. I doubt I'll ever see him again."
Carl grabbed my hand and squeezed. I smiled at him and hugged him once more. "You're home now. Everyone's gonna love you."
"I hope so. Sorry to cut this short but with everything that's happened, I'm a bit overwhelmed. Especially being pregnant. Do you have anywhere I can rest for a while?"
Dad nodded. "Yeah, follow me."
"Thank you." I smiled, following him. Carl followed behind me.
**
"-And this is your new room. You can sleep here. When you wake, we'll have the best dinner ever." Dad chuckled.
I yawned sleepily. "Once again, thank you Daddy. I really did miss you."
Dad kissed my forehead. "No problem. I love you so much. Now, get yourself to sleep."
I nodded, hugging him and Carl quickly before going over to the bed and lying down. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light.