Beta Bitch Did WHAT!

The rest of the Flock show up on the farm in the early morning, while the Greene Pack and Rick's, as well as Shane and Lori, were moving stones to set up a memorial for Otis. Daryl rides in front, the others following. Glenn could hear the motorcycle coming before they could see it, and he let everyone know they were here, before running inside to get Rick, stiles and Hershel. They were in Carl's room, and the Elder Alpha was giving Rick the good news that his pup was going to be fine with some rest. They were discussing handing over all the Flock's medicine as payment for Carl and T - Dog's treatment and for letting them stay here while they looked for Sophia.

"They're here Rick, Hershel." They follow the younger Alpha outside as Daryl put the kickstand down and turns off the bike. The rest of the group piles out of the cars and walk over. Daryl's the first to speak, pacing.

"The pup ok? Thought you were gonna meet us back at the highway but we get Zorro here" he points at Maggie, "riding in on a horse -no offense- taking Lori and talkin' 'bout Carl being shot. What the hell happened huh? Can we see him; is he up?"

Daryl was pacing badly, like a cornered animal, watching everyone with suspicion. Hershel's Pack watch him without saying anything or looking at anyone else, which puts him on edge even more. The second Rick walks to him, he stops, waiting.

"He'll pull through, he's been in and out for a while but he's going to be ok." Daryl huffs, clasping Rick on the shoulder and moves back, behind everyone else. Glenn and T - Dog make their way to him, talking about the Greene Pack and Carl, how he was shot and Shane and Otis going for supplies, Otis's death and T - Dog thanks him for the pills.

Everyone one else goes to congratulate Rick and Lori, which the Beta takes in stride. Carol hugs her and says thank God. The Beta feels guilty for deceiving the Omega who had lost her child and wanted nothing more to find her. "Carol, I-"

"THE HELL YOU MEAN SHE RENOUNCED HER PUP?!" The Packs look at Daryl, who was livid, looking at T - Dog for answers, Glenn hiding behind the Beta.

"Daryl." Rick calls out, drawing the Alpha attention. The hunter ignores Rick and stomps towards the Beta, crossbow bouncing on his back. The Alpha made a terrifying image, pissed and looking for a fight. Shane steps in front of his Mate, blocking Daryl from advancing.

"I don't see why it matters to you, Dixon. My family isn't any of your business." The Beta swallows, trying not to show her fear.

"Bullshit lady! They ain't yer family anymore; you gave them up. And the hell it ain't my business; or did you forget who brought the kid back after ya left him in the middle of a fucking herd at the CDC cause his Mama" Daryl makes a sarcastic wave at Lori, "didn't want to pay attention to where her fucking kid was? Guess you ain't got to worry about that now huh?"

Lori takes a step back and Shane gets in Daryl's space, pushing him away. "That's enough Daryl."

"What are you going to do Walsh? You ain't my Alpha." Shane tackles the other alpha to the ground, throwing a punch to the man's head.

"HEY!" Rick roars running over to break the fight up. Daryl turns his head to avoid the punch while sending out one of his own. Knocking Shane off him, the Alpha stands up and pulls the crossbow off his back, resting the pre-set bolt on Shane's temple. The Alpha rumbles softly from where he sat on his knees, the group all begging Daryl to stop. Rick gets right next to the man and pushes the bow to the side away from everyone.

"Daryl, stop. You're scaring everyone, including Hershel's Pack. We need them, and if the two of you are fighting after just meeting them, Hershel can kick us off his land." Daryl's eyes snap to the older Alpha on the porch, before looking at Rick, "We need to stay here. For T - Dog, Stiles and Carl to get better we need to stay, they might even have a map, so we can start looking for Sophia better too."

Daryl's grip slacks and the bow moves further away from the Alpha's head, which Shane tries to take advantage of, but Rick squeezes the man's neck, one of his thumbs push on his Scent gland causing his body to go limp with a whine. Rick never takes his eyes off the Alpha in front of him though, and Daryl nods pulling away. Rick lets go too and backs up. Daryl spits at the ground where Shane was and walk to Hershel. He looks at the other man and bares his throat an inch.

"I'm sorry. I'll stay away from the knot-head and his bitch; you won't have to worry about no more fightin' from me. Them woods, we allowed to hunt?" The group was a little shocked that he was asking that after almost killing the other Alpha, but Hershel just nods.

"Just not on my farm or any of my animals. And I ask you don't skin them on my porch. Maggie or Patricia will show you where you can dump the unused parts when you get back." Hershel tells him. Daryl nods and shoulders his bow, walking away.

"Be back 'fore dark." And he goes to disappear into the trees.

"Be safe. Carl will want to see you." Rick calls after him. A raised hand was his only reply.

Stiles look between his father and Daryl wanting to follow the hunter... his father wave him off and stiles walk silently through the woods noise sniffing for his alphas scent.

.......

Hours later the group had finished putting the piles of stones together and Hershel says a prayer for Otis. Shane speaks as well as he was the last to be with Otis. Daryl wanders back a little after, three bags on his shoulders, crossbow in hand. He walks up to Hershel who was sitting on the porch with Maggie and Patricia while the other Packs were setting up camp.

"Why's everyone crying? Did I miss something?" Daryl asks quietly. Glenn comes out of the house and stands next to the door.

"Otis's funeral. We just finished." Glenn nods towards the pile of rocks under one of the trees.

"I didn't know ya'll were doing that today. My apologies, I would have been there to pay my respects." Patricia sniffles and thanks him before going in to check on Beth, Carl and Jimmy, Beth's boyfriend. Daryl pulls one of the bags open to look inside, before checking the next one. He pulls it off and holds it up, unsure.

"I wanted to apologize for my behavior earlier, so I- I brought tribute. It's the best parts of the animals I could find. It's mostly squirrel and opossums but-" he shrugs, and Maggie smiles and takes the bag. "I'm gonna sort through the rest after I drop our share off, the furs and stuff might be useful as the winter hits." Hershel nods and follows him and Glenn back to the group. He drops the bags off telling everyone that one was food, the other was guts. Jimmy and Maggie come out with a map and Shane, Rick, Daryl, Andrea, and the three from the Greene Pack circle around, placing rocks down to hold the map open.

"We can finally get this thing organized." Rick says, eyeing the map in consideration.

"Not you, not today. You gave three pints of blood, five minutes in this heat and they'll be dragging you back unconscious." Hershel tells Rick before turning to Shane, "And if you don't rest that ankle of yours, you'll be out for a month."

"Guess it's just me." Daryl grunts, pointing to a spot on the map, "I'm gonna head back to the creek, start from there and make my way back."

"I can still be useful." Shane cuts in. "I'll drive back up to the highway, check and see if Sophia came back."

"Alright. Tomorrow, we start this right." The Alpha nods.

The group goes to split off when Shane stops them. "We also need the gun training that we've been promising the Packs. Can't just have our people out there with knives, pointy sticks and shit."

"I'd rather your people didn't have guns on my property. We've managed so far without turning this place into an armed camp." Hershel rumbles.

"With all due respect, you get a crowd of those things-" Daryl cuts Shane off, reaching over him to place his gun on the hood of the truck they were gathered around.

"Shane." Rick rumbles, "This is Hershel's land. We will respect his decisions. If he doesn't want guns on his property, we won't carry guns." Rick places his gun on the hood next to Daryl's and waits until Shane caves, surrounding his as well, before turning to Hershel.

"I do request that we have a lookout on the RV, with a rifle. Dale has experience, he's responsible. I doubt you'll even see it, but our people would be less inclined to carry if they knew there was one ready."

"Just the one. And not until I have spoken with the man and okay it. I will let you know when he can have it out." Hershel nods.

"Thank you." Rick bows his head, allowing his neck to show a little.

"Hate to be the one to ask but- what if we find the little girl and she's bit?" Shane lowers his chin, voice low as well.

"We do what has to be done. Keep it quiet from Carol and Carl until it's over." Rick shakes his head.

"What are you going to tell her mother?!" Maggie cuts in surprised.

"The truth." Andrea looks at the Alpha like she was stupid. "The girl's bit, we kill her. Zero tolerance for Walkers or them-to-be, right Rick, Daryl?" She looks at the two before walking off.

Daryl was the only one who notices the look shared between Hershel and Maggie, and the older Alpha's silent shake to not say anything. The Omega narrows his eyes but leaves it be for now.

The others leave until it's just Rick, Maggie, and Hershel. They talk about supplies for a while, then Maggie says she is going into town. Rick offers Glenn to go with, if they want but only if he's willing. The Alpha stares hard at the two of them, "I haven't done a lot to get Glenn where he is, but it's going to take a lot more before he's willing to do things on his own. I respect that this is your property; I ask you to respect that they are my Pack."

When Maggie nods, and Hershel gives his ok, Rick calls Glenn over to them.

"I hear your fast on your feet and know how to get in and out." Maggie says when the other Alpha stops next to his Prime. Glenn whines and looks at Rick and Hershel wide eyed, hands thrown up to defend himself. Rick rumbles softly and tries not to laugh. Maggie smiles at the other Alpha's embarrassment and continues, "Got a pharmacy run to town. You in?"

Glenn sighs and drops his hands, relieved. He looks at the other Alphas, waiting for something. Rick steps in, rubbing Glenn's neck gently. "Hershel said it was ok, and I'm giving you my approval as well. But it's your choice, you can say no."

"Uh.... sure...."

"Sir?" Dale interrupts quietly. Hershel turns to him, "What's the water situation here?"

Hershel takes the Elder around the corner, talking to him about the wells. Maggie leaves to saddle the horses and Glenn watches her leave. Rick coughs and Glenn turns around, scared.

"Just be careful Glenn. And make sure you have her and Hershel's consent before you Court, ok?"

...

Rick was sitting on the porch when Daryl walks past him. He calls out to the Alpha and jogs over to him when he stops. "You gonna be ok on yer own out there?"

"Better on my own." the Alpha huffs, "I'll be back before dark."

"Daryl wait." Rick moves in front of him, making sure he doesn't touch the hunter, knowing how much the man hates being touched. "We have a base; we can get this search properly organized now."

"You got a point or are we just chatting?" Daryl snaps. The Alpha was taking valuable time away from the hunter that he could use to find Sophia.

"I just want you to know, since you're unattached you don't owe the Packs anything. Stiles, Carl and Sophia aren't your responsibility, but I AM grateful for all you've done for them." Rick speaks over whatever Daryl was about to rip him for.

" Stiles ran Off into the woods... and hasn't come back yet... if you fine him telling rick want his ass back to camp.... he may not be able to shift back to human yet... but carl want to see him."

With That Daryl walk off. Rick walks back to the house, meeting Hershel by the porch steps. The Alphas watch as the Flock gets their tents up, Dale on the RV on look out without the rifle. Rick turns to the older Alpha, "We could give you more space, move over by the barn."

"No, no need for that. It will be better for us all if you stay close to the house." Hershel gestures for Rick to follow him, and they start making their way to the field behind the house. "Now Rick, I don't say this easily. We're not used to taking in strangers, even Before. I don't think we're going to start now either. Once your pup is up walking around and your girl is found, I expect you to move on. We need to be clear on that; this arrangement is not permanent."

Rick swallows his whine, not wanting to make the other Alpha upset. They find a cliff and look over the map, planning ways to look for Sophia.

...

Glenn was waiting for Maggie to show up with the horses, ready to go on a run with the other Alpha. He watches through the binoculars as the woman comes closer. Lori steps in front of his vision and the Alpha jumps in fright. Good thing this Beta couldn't smell Glenn's embarrassment or interest in the Alpha female.

Alphas weren't supposed to get together, not from Traditional view. If the Beta had been anything else, Glenn could have been in trouble. Not that Lori could do anything; Rick was right. She wasn't part of their Pack and she couldn't do anything to him now that she had gotten rid of the last link to his Alpha by renouncing her son. But her going to Hershel....

"Hi. Here, the list of stuff for the Packs." Oh. Right. He takes the paper from her and looks it over, already mapping out the places he would need to go in the store to find everything. "And uh.... There's one other item, I wrote it down separately. It's personal. If we could be real discreet about this, okay?"

"Um... what is it?"

"That kind of defeats the purpose of it being discreet." Lori rolls her eyes. Glenn doesn't say anything, figuring that Lori was so air headed she didn't realize Glenn would find out what the thing was when he had to go get it. Fucking Traditional Beta.

"Where is it? I have no idea how long the other Alpha wants to be there, so I need to find this quickly."

"Try the feminine hygiene section." Oh. OH. Glenn blushes but reassures her that he'll get it.

....

Glenn and Maggie ride the horses in silence all the way to the town. Glenn thinks back to Rick in Atlanta and smiles in amusement. He keeps thinking about things his Alpha and new Pack have done for him, and it makes him a bit more confident to talk. He tells Maggie about some of the runs he did back in the Quarry; about meeting Rick in Atlanta, the car he got to drive to lure away Walkers. The Alpha notices that anytime he mentioned Walkers, Maggie would scowl and urge her horse a little faster, so he doesn't talk about them. When they get to the pharmacy, he asks if she was alright and gets brushed off.

"Back at the well earlier today... was that the first time you saw one of them killed up close? I guess it is kind of a shock, I know mine was. Out on the road, I guess we see it so much, we've gotten numb to it." Glenn says grunts as he gets off the horse.

"I guess so." Maggie gets down with ease and they head in. A sign in the window reads: 'Take what you need, and God bless.' Talk about southern hospitality. They go in and split up, Maggie looking for antibiotics behind the counter and Glenn looking for the item Lori asked for. When he finds it, he almost growls. Everything was clear now, her not fighting so much with Rick and the Pack, her renouncing Carl. Lori was pregnant with Shane's baby and was either cutting out a possible threat in the Alphas by having two pups with different fathers, or she was abandoning her pup because she couldn't get Rick back and now she's starting over. A rumble starts up in his throat as Glenn thinks about which option was more than likely to be true. Maggie's voice behind him sends him into action, hiding the pregnancy test in his bag and grabbing the closest thing next to him.

"Find anything?"

"Yeah just uuh... general stuff." he holds up the item and sighs. Why did God hate him?

"Condoms? You got a girlfriend or a Mate I don't know about?"

"W-Why would you asks.... about.... I mean..." Glenn stutters through.

"Glenn, I'm an Alpha, I could smell your arousal and interest in me the whole was here."

"Right."

"Well if you don't have anyone, then you're a pretty confident guy."

"NO! No no no no. I don't....I didn't mean.....to....no no no. I..."

"Something wrong with me?"

"No, nothing's wrong with you. I mean not just with you.... fuck that came out wrong. I just meant we're both.... I mean...I'm, I'm lost."

"I'll have sex with you." Maggie takes off her hat and leaves it on the shelf next to them.

"Really? Why?" Glenn mentally slaps himself, "We-we can't. We're both Alphas and from different Packs. You're Traditional and I'm New School, and-"

Maggie kisses the other Alpha, and Glenn melts. She smells so good, but weird. Like the farm and cleaning chemicals, and old books. It reminded him of his college library. She smells like a southern one, the building surrounded by farms. It was nice, and different from the city smell he remembered.

"My father knows I'm not Traditional, I switched to New School while I was in college, but I still allow him to take the reins and what not. He also knows I experimented while I was away." Maggie pulls off her top and bra, before stepping up to Glenn, who had closed his eyes. "You wouldn't be the first Alpha I've been with. If you want to stop, tell me. But you're not the only one who gets lonely. Do you want to stop?"

Glenn shakes his head and opens his eyes, whining loudly with a flushed face at seeing the Alpha's bare chest. He pulls his shirt off too and calms down a bit when he smells Maggie's attraction as well.

"You'll stop, if either one of us says so, right? I promise I will if I'm not good for you." Glenn asks nervously. Maggie agrees, and they kiss again.

They were almost to the Flock's camp when Glenn apologizes, again. "I'm really sorry."

"You have GOT to quite saying you're sorry. We both got off, it's fine. You were nervous, I get it. Stop trying to spoil it." Maggie sighs heavily with a small smile.

"But we..."

"Not all sex has to be penetrative, Glenn. We still did it, and you got your other Alpha cherry popped."

"I think you popped more than just that cherry." Maggie turns in the saddle to look at the Alpha, Glenn just shrugged. "It was my first time doing anything like that. Suppressed Alphas don't really have the confidence or desire to engage in sexual pleasure unless forced because of the hormone imbalance."

"What about you?" Maggie asks.

"I have Rick and the Pack to thank for that. I'm getting better every day. Maybe one day I'll even be able to go all the way, ya know?"

"This was a one-time thing." Maggie raises an eyebrow at the other Alpha.

Glenn urges his horse closer and smirks, "So it was good."

Maggie laughs, and they greet their Alphas in front of the house. Glenn hides behind Maggie until he can reach Rick, keeping his head down from Hershel's accusing glare. The two Alphas smelled heavily of each other and the Pack leaders could smell it too. Rick grabs Glenn's neck so he doesn't run, but not punishingly, more as a reminder that Glenn didn't go anywhere without facing whatever consequences were needed, if any.

"I know my daughter, and I know both of you would have had to consent to that for it to even happen. I would ask that it not happen again, or I will be forced to act to protect my family. Rick, Glenn, I'll leave you two alone to talk it over." Hershel goes inside.

"I'm sorry Alpha." Glenn whines. Rick gets him calm with just a rumble, causing both to preen at the improvement. They talk for a bit, then Rick goes inside to sit with Carl and Lori appears next to Glenn.

"Did you get it?" She demands, arms crossed over her chest. Glenn hands over the box, wrapped up in a brown bag. Lori snatches it from him and shoves it into the back of her waistband.

"You will tell Rick and Shane, or I will." Glenn rumbles in warning, swinging the bag onto his shoulder and starts making his way to the camp. Lori snarls and grabs his shoulder, turning the Alpha around.

"You're not going to say anything to them or so help me-"

"Or what?!" Glenn snarls back, eyes almost black, "You can't boss me around anymore Lori. You lost that right when you renounced Carl, cause now there is nothing connecting you with my Prime. Tell them or I will."

...

Daryl was away for a couple of hours when he found the older farm house in the woods. He gets the crossbow ready and approaches slowly not knowing if Sophia was hiding there. He kicks in the front door and starts searching rooms. The hunter doesn't find anything until he gets to the kitchen. Most people wouldn't have even noticed it, but Daryl had always been more observant than most. Merle had always called him the redneck Sherlock Holmes, and Daryl had always hit him in retaliation. But when it came to stuff like hunting, well....

The trash was what tipped him off that someone had been here. Most of the content was old, rotting and covered in dust. Months old. One can though, wasn't covered in dust. The quick glance at the trash turned into another search all together when he noticed that. He pulls out the can of sardines and checks the rest of the can, everything else was old. Pouring the liquid into the can after a quick sniff tells Daryl the can was opened recently since the oily water hadn't evaporated yet, but the smell indicates it was a few days old. Three at most, and the Omega's thoughts turn to Sophia. He notices the cabinet door was swinging open, and he points the crossbow at it. Going over to it, he swings the door open completely. Nothing.

No, not nothing. Two pillows and a blanket on the floor indicates that a small person was sleeping there, a child. On the door handle was a knotted string, preventing the door from opening past a certain point. Looking at the knot, Daryl recognizes it as the ones Shane was teaching Carl before Rick showed up. Carl had been showing Sophia how to do some when they had free time. Sophia had been here, because Daryl had just found her Nest. He sniffs it a few times, trying to catch a scent but all the food above it and the dust... nothing.

Daryl goes outside and starts calling for her, hoping she would come out if she heard someone she knew. No dice. He sees something though and walks over to it, away from the farm house.

He comes back to the camp almost unnoticed, his gift down by his side. Walking into the RV, because he knows that's where he will find Carol, he double takes when he sees how clean it looks. He goes to the back where Carol was sewing up a blanket.

"I cleaned up some. Wanted it to look nice in here when she comes home." Daryl nods and looks around again.

"For a second there, I thought I was in the wrong place." He gets a little laugh out of the other Omega and places a beer bottle with a flower inside on the table.

"A flower?" The Omega question the man.

"It's a Cherokee Rose." Daryl points at it with a huff. "The story is that when American Soldiers were moving Indians off their land, on the Trail of Tears, the Cherokee mothers were grieving and crying so much because they were losing their little ones along the way. From exposure and disease...starvation. A lot of them just disappeared, mostly the Omegas. Historians think that they were sold in slavery, for.... sorry. So, the Elders, they said a prayer; asked for a sign to uplift the mothers' spirits, give them strength....and hope. The next day this rose started to grow right where the mothers' tears fell."

Daryl pauses for a moment, to let Carol compose herself and wipe away her tears, "I'm not fool enough to think there's any flowers blooming for my brother. But.... I believe that this one... bloom for your little girl."

"Thank you." Carol sniffles with a whisper and chuckle.

"You're welcome. I need to find Rick, talk to him about what I found. Just wanted to give you the flower. Do you want me to tell you what I found? I didn't want to get your hopes up since it wasn't much but.... still think you should know if ya wanna." Daryl sits on the bench across from the older Omega.

Carol nods her head with a small please. Daryl tells her about the house out in the woods, the food he found and the little Nest in the closet. He explains that it could have been anyone, the smell was long gone by the time he got there but Carol was still grateful for the information. Something was bugging her though. "Why Rick? You said you had to tell him what you found, but why him? Why not Shane? Or Hershel? They're our Alphas too, now."

"I don't want to go to Hershel cause of what happened between Shane, Lori and I before. I don't trust Shane; I've been around too many Traditional Alphas to put much trust in them to begin with but after the way Shane's been treating me "

Are you going to let him Scent you?"

"Tonight. After we talk, gonna have Glenn and T - Dog there too. Get all that shit out in one go. Might see if we can do it in Carl's room so we can Scent the pup too." Daryl gets up and leaves. He stops by the door and looks back at Carol. "You and Sophia can join too, ya know? Just in case. And...I think she's really going to like it in here."

......

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Daryl had Rick's Pack in Carl's room and was filling them in on everything when Carl woke up, gasping. Rick's quick to go to the pup's side, calming him with his purrs. Once Carl calms down, he turns to his dad. "What's wrong with mom? I can't feel her anymore. Did something happen to her?"

The group was silent. Rick rumbles softly with a sigh. "No puppy, she's fine. It's just...she..."

Carl starts whimpering, then sobbing, then chirping. The Pack moves as one, all three of them purring and releasing pheromones to calm the distressed pup. Daryl closes the door and pulls the curtains shut and blinds down on the window. He stands by the foot of the bed, "What's wrong pup?"

"She got rid of me, didn't she?" Silence. "I remember talking about the deer we saw before I was shot, then nothing, then I remember her saying something about a Claim, everyone was loud, then.... She renounced me, didn't she? Did I do something wrong? Was I bad?"

"Hey," Daryl snaps, "none of that. You didn't do a damn thing, this is all on her. Do ya hear me, don't blame yourself for that bitch. Besides, you got yer daddy and this Pack, ya don't need her. If ya want someone to mother you, ask Carol. Once we find Sophia, her instincts are going to be in overdrive. I have no doubt ALL of us are going to get it whether we want to be or not."

Carl nods, sniffling, but his chirping stopped. Daryl shrugs his apology to Rick for the language and the Alpha accepts it. Carl sits up a bit more and looks around the room, noticing the whole Pack was here. "Why's the whole Pack here?"

"We're-"

"-including me. Unless you don't want me in the Pack?" Daryl grunts when Rick trails off, not knowing what to say about Sophia. Carl tries to jump up and yelps when he pulls the stitches. Rick pushes him back down, so he doesn't hurt himself.

"Of course, I want you in the Pack. I told you that before, at the CDC when you found me, and again on the highway while we were looking for Sophia. Have you guys Scented yet? Can I?" The Pack laugh at the pup's enthusiasm. Glenn walks over and bares his throat completely, close to the boy so he wouldn't have to reach far. Carl looks at Rick, not knowing what to do.

"You rub your glands together, so it catches and remembers Glenn's scent." Rick purrs softly. The pup nods and lifts up enough to rest his gland on Glenn's. The Alpha rubs a bit, causing the oils from their glands to pool on each other's skins. After Glenn moves away Carl starts sniffing.

"I can smell Glenn!"

"You're imprinting his scent right now, while it's strong." T - Dog goes next, careful of his arm. They scent mark as well before Carl turns to Daryl. The Alpha grunts as he moves to sit next to the pup on the bed, smelling distressed and nervous. Carl reaches up and wraps his arms around Daryl's neck, giving him a hug while rubbing their glands together. The archer shifts uncomfortably, holding the pup to him, his eyes never leaving Rick. The Alpha could tell that the Alpha was watching him in case the Alpha got territorial over his pup. When Carl finally releases him and lays back, Rick places his hand on Daryl's neck. Rubbing his scent into the alpha's glands while he was still passive from Carl's scenting.

"There." Rick smiles with a rumble, "Now, you're officially Pack." Daryl nods and backs away from the bed to give his Alpha a minute to put the pup to bed.

"Dad?" Carl whimpers, "Where am I going to stay? Do I still sleep in mom's tent or do I sleep in yours?"

Glenn pats the pup on the knee, "I'll grab your things from Lori's tent and move them into your dad's for now. We can get everything situated once you're ok to be up moving around, ok?" Rick purrs his consent and T-Dog and Glenn leave to go do it before it got too dark.

"I'm going to go check on Carol, then I've got watch. If you need me, I'll be there." Daryl makes his way over to the door, stopping when Carl calls out to him.

"Daryl wait. I'm happy you decided to be part of the Pack. Thank you." Daryl nods again to the Alpha and his pup and leaves, his chest tight.

On his way to the RV, Daryl walks past the pasture by the barn, not noticing Lori kneeling in the grass, sobbing, a positive pregnancy test clutched in the Beta's white knuckled fist.