Daryl's P.O.V.
Its been three hours since Hershal shoved me out of the room. Rick wss standing by the door watching mem I heard crying for nearly an hour a mixture of a kid and Cherokee. I gulped when I stopped hearing Cherokee. I just begged for her to be okay. So help me I find the one who did this there dead. I just wanted her to be safe. Fuck the kids.
"Maggie do me a favor and fetch Beth's old baby clothes from the attic. Daryl you can come in." Hershal called from the room. I jumped to my feet and raced in. Hershal was cleaning his hands. Cherokee was passed out. I looked back at Hershal. He said nothing but motioning me to the to a homemade cradle. I walked over and knelt down. I looked shocked. There in the make ship cradle laid two twins bundle in cloth.
"I had to do a c-section but she'll be fine. It's a boy and a girl perfectly healthy. She's need rest. So watch her why I go help find them some clothes. You can pick them up." He explained. I nodded a knelt down. I gently picked up the little boy. His fluffy hair stuck up. He looked up with light blue eyes.
"Hey little ass kicker you two had to give your mommy problems." I said rocking him. I looked over to see Cherokee coming two. I couldn't help but smile. This dam girl put me through a lot but there's nothing I wouldn't do for my Redneck Flower I walked over to her and sit down on the bed. She looked up and give a weak smile. Her eyes brighten up seeing the chubby boy in my hands.
"You did good Redneck Flower. You just had a little to much to handle. " I chuckled. I helped her sit up. I gentle placed him before turning to the other. I gentle picked up the still sleeping baby girl. Cherokee almost passed out then. I could tell she was worried.
"Don't worry there going to be fine. I'll protect them and I knew you will do one hell of a job too." I explained. She sent me a cold glaze.
"No cursing infront of them the last thing we need is another uncle Merle." Cherokee growled. I chuckled and shook my head in agreement. I saw her smile fade. I knew she still worried about that bastered. I wish she didn't. He was my brother but he was a drunk ass one.
"So what are there names?" I asked her. Her face brifghten up again. I love seeing her warm smile.
"Angel and Arrow Dixon." She said with a proud look.
"Arrow that's a unique name isn't it." I chuckled.
"It's better then Walker or Bitch." She cuped her month with her one free hand. I couldn't help but fall out laughing.
"Arrow and Angel it is then. You know there going to be a little ass kickers right." I asked her. She leaned ul and thumped me.
"NO CURSING INFRONT OF THE KIDS." She scolded me. She's one hell of a Dixon.
(Cherokee P.O.V.)
It's been nearly a week now. Daddy was right they are an ass kicker. Beth and Carol has been helping me. Hershal found an old white cribe big enough for both of them. Arrow was a bit of a fuser. I'm going to kill the boy when he learns to throw. Angel she's sweat and a bit lazy sleeps a lot. Glenn went on a run and got milk and bottles. Oh don't forget diapers yuck! I love them though.
I was sitting out side with Angel careful rocked her. Daddy was sitting next to me and Carl was watching.
"Here why don't you hold her. You need practice so when your little brother or sister comes along." I explained. He got up and took the little giggling Angel from me. He carefully took him info his arms. I jumped when Arrow started to cry. He was in his cribe sleeping well was. I started to go in but daddy stopped me.
"Let him scream. He needs to learn he's not getting his a-... Anything he wants. In case we ever have to leave this place. We don't need you killing herself caring him." daddy growled. Something felt wrong about doing that. I took a breathe and focused myself to sit. Daddy was right sometimes.
"Are you sure?"
Third person P.O.V
The back door comes open as a single walks stumples in following the sound. It stumples into a small white room. In the center sit a small white cribe with the screaming child.
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Redneck Bomb (Daryl Dixon Daughter Fanfic
Fanfiction(There is a pre-apocalypse story that's in works but posted called Redneck Family) Cherokee Rose is turning 14 when the zombie apocalypse happens. She watched as every kid in the orphanage was attacked. She grabbed her bag and her teddy. She final h...
