OMG can you please write about Caryl taking care of Judith and Daryl shyly hints of wanting a child of his own
(In a world where Carol and Daryl are together)
“Ya know it’s ‘bout time ya got off yer ass ‘n’ started pullin’ yer weight ‘round here.”
Carol snorted a laugh from where she was curled up in an arm chair, lolling her head against her hand that was propped up on her elbow.
Any stranger looking in on the scene might’ve just thought this was a happy couple playing with their giggling daughter.
Daryl sat cross legged on the floor, holding a babbling Judith in his hands, bouncing her on the balls of her feet as he tried to make her stand. Judith giggled in defiance, curling her legs up in the air so Daryl had to support her weight.
“Quit wigglin’ asskicker, ” he smirked, lifting her easily over his head, tilting her left and right as her chubby hands reached out for his face. Her small hands managed to grasp at a tuft of his hair tugging on it hard.
“Ow! Ya lil shit,” Daryl hissed through a chuckle, plonking her back down in his lap.
“Language,” Carol warned lightly with a quirk of her brow.
Daryl childishly poked his tongue out at her, smiling when Judith screeched in laughter, clapping her hands together as she demanded Daryl’s attention.
“Daa da,” Judith cooed, cupping Daryl’s face with one of her hands.
Carol’s heart just about melted at the exchange, Judith crawling up on her knees to cuddle into his chest, Daryl cradling the back of her head.
“Da-ryl,” he corrected, resting his cheek against the crown of her head.
“Daaa da,” Judith gurgled sleepily, reaching for his fingers of his free hand, her stubby fingers clutching at his second finger as she began to drift off.
“Ain’t no one’s dada, kid,” he murmured, his eyes flickering up to find Carol already watching him, the orange glow from the lit fire illuminating her face. “Weren’t meant for me I spose.”
“That something you think about, having kids?”
Daryl shrugged, the last thing he wanted to do was upset her.
“You can be honest with me Daryl.” Carol could read him like a book, knowing exactly where his mind went to.
Daryl sighed rocking the sleeping toddler gently against his chest. “Thought ‘bout it a couple times, wanted ta prove I could be a better daddy then mine…probably wouldn’t do much better though. Wouldn’t never lay a hand on ma kid, but doubt I got what it takes.”
“Daryl you’d make the most amazing father, look how good you are with Judith.” Carol’s heart swelled at just the thought of Daryl holding their own little girl…thoughts drifting to if Daryl had been Sophia’s daddy, how different things would’ve been. She internally shook her head, no point dwelling on what ifs. Nothing could be changed now.
But just the prospect of having a child, a child with the man she loved, the man she knew would protect her and their child no matter what…well just that had her yearning to start a family with him.
Nothing would ever replace her baby girl, her baby girl who left a gaping hole in her heart the day she stumbled out of that barn. But Carol had found there was still room in her heart, there had been room for Daryl and there’d be room for their own little bundle of joy if it was meant to be.
“Different though, ain’t the one doin’ the night feed, ain’t the one changin’ her diapers or holdin’ her when she’s sick.”
“But I know you’re more than capable of all of that,” Carol assured, “know you’d be the one who’d get up in the morning, just so I could get a couple hours more sleep; know you’d hold my hand the whole time through labour, even after the circulation cut off; know that any child would be lucky to call you their daddy, because you’re the best man I’ve ever known Daryl Dixon and you’d make the best father too.”
Daryl ducked his head a little, blushing at Carol’s genuine compliments.
“Ya want that though? Have another baby?” He chose his words cautiously, the fear of sad her making his heart pound within the confinements of his chest.
Daryl was relieved when he saw Carol give him a wide smile, her eyes glancing between him and Judith.
“With you Daryl? Yes.”