#I think I'm good for the rest of the month hopefully besides eggs

[littlegodzilla]

Hi! I know I left this story time ago a little abandoned but I have a few new ideas and I wanted to write a little more.

I hope you like it!

I put the links from the other parts if you want to refresh your minds with the story.

Part 1 Part 2

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The Story about Music a Chickens

Daryl Dixon x Reader.

Mini serie part 3

Alexandria Non Canon but with little details from all seasons.

Warnings: None.

Words: 2300

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Part 3.

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A small silence settles between you, you collect the eggs from the nests of the laying hens and peek into the other henhouse where the hens live with the rooster, you smile half-sideways to discover several chicks, nervously looking around, their mothers have gone out into the small enclosure to peck the seeds and bugs they find, but they are scared, and your presence does not improve the situation. So as not to overwhelm them you go out again, letting the animals run around freely a little longer. Daryl watches you from outside, the rooster is still threatening his integrity and to avoid accidents the archer prefers to wait outside.

"Looks like ya've an admirer." You hear him say, you turn around discovering a small chick walking behind you, but seeing himself discovered he chirps coming back inside the coop making you laugh, Daryl smiles too.

"They are growing very fast, and they look healthy, that's a very good sign." You say walking out of the enclosure and show him the basket with the eggs.

"Yeah, Alexandria's gettin' a lucky break, finally." He picks up the basket looking at the eggs and chews her lip several times. "What did ya plant with Tara? Ya seemed excited." He wants to know curiously and your smile widens.

"Pumpkins and watermelons." You smile proudly. "It's still very early, but hopefully by the months of what we'll discover as summer, it will all come out." You say and nod.

"If we can figure out when it's summer." He jokes and you laugh with him.

"It will be fun to watch them grow and the kids will love the watermelon, fresh and juicy."

"I'm sure they will." He nods his head as well.

The two of you set off back to the main house, to leave the food there, leaving Olivia to ration it out for the rest of the community. Daryl walks beside you, thinking about the joke you said earlier, about flirting with you openly, he'd rather walk away, he missed his chance, he knows it, however when you look at him and smile at him like that, he can't walk away.

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You are at home looking at your radio, trying to make it work yourself. The solar panel is being repaired by Eugene, but the man has told you that he may need some microchip and radio parts to get it working again. You fiddle with the wires even though you're not sure what you're doing. You sigh wearily setting the device aside.

"Is everything okay?" Carol's voice next to you makes you blush.

"It's nothing." You shrug it off as unimportant.

It's been a month and a half since Carol last went to Alexandria for community issues and to visit her people. Every so often all the leaders meet in Alexandria to give a report that everything is going well, any changes that may have occurred and if there are any emergencies that require the help of extra manpower or to watch out for people who don't seem to have good intentions. For the moment it is just a routine meeting, King Ezekiel has returned with Carol, Henry and with Jerry, Maggie, Glenn and little Hershel have also come, the children at once have gone to play while the adults were in meeting, but apparently it is over and now Carol looks at you with that face of knowing what is going through your mind, but letting you be the one to tell her what you feel ready and you sigh again.

"I think I've upset Daryl..." You mutter looking at her out of the corner of your eye.

"Daryl? What happened?"

"I joked that if he wanted to hit on me that he should do it directly and I think he's been avoiding me since then."

"I thought you were the one avoiding him."

"No, I'm not..." You shut up and look at her frowning, confused.

"Daryl told me that you're avoiding him..." She shrugs and looks at you curiously.

"He told you that?" You're surprised but then you remember Eugene's words again and stammer. "I didn't... well yes, but not on purpose, I..." You lick your lips nervously. "Eugene knew that I liked Daryl and I was.... I was afraid Daryl would find out too..."

"So yes, you were avoiding him."

"A little..." You mumble lowering your gaze.

"Why don't you talk to him and have him help you find those pieces you need? You two have always gotten along, for you to be avoiding him now is strange, don't you think?"

You look at her trying to find an excuse, but you stay quiet, maybe she's right, pushing Daryl away just because you're afraid of him knowing your feelings is acting like a child, if the man knows and someday talks about it, you'll face whatever he has to say about it. Whatever it was.

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The rest of the day passes calmly, everyone continues to work, reinforcing Alexandria, teaching the children, both with their studies and teaching them fighting techniques, you go back to your vegetable garden, you want to water the seeds you planted, pick some lettuce and even some carrots. You stop when you discover Daryl there, he is with the hose, watering the vegetables that are starting to grow and what is still underground, he has his finger in the mouth of the hose so that the water doesn't hit the smaller plants directly and spoil them. You watch him silently, hair sticking to his forehead, sweat rolling down his neck, he frowns due to the sun beating cruelly into his eyes and bites his lip as he moves across the field.

"It doesn't look bad on you." You tell him suddenly and he turns to face where you are, bends the hose and the water stops coming out. "Maybe when you retire you could take up farming, as a market gardener." You joke and see him snort in amusement.

"When I retire? How old do y'think I am, girl?" you notice he's joking too and you relax, pretend to think.

"You're right, you should be retired by now..."

A scream escapes your mouth as Daryl lets go of the hose, the water runs again and hits you directly, the water is cold, the heat is starting to take over the community and you are grateful for the cool temperature, but it was such a surprise that the scream was involuntary. Daryl picks it up again, he doesn't want to laugh, but it's unavoidable, laughter escapes between his teeth seeing you there completely soaked.

"Ya need anythin' or did ya just come to make fun of this old man?"

"Well..." You shake the water off your arms and body and show him your basket. "I was coming to get some things for The Kingdom and Hilltop, but I didn't expect you to be here."

"Someone had to." He shrugs out of the field and walks over to the faucet where the hose is and turn it off.

"Thanks..." You smile a little getting closer watching him silently.

You leave the basket at the entrance of the vegetable garden and bend down to pick the lettuces that are already grown, you also discover some ripe tomatoes and even some cucumbers. You smile broadly, you are excited and put your nose on one of the tomatoes, you almost feel like crying with the smell of wet soil and the characteristic smell of the tomato itself.

Daryl looks at you from the other side as he picks up the hose, he likes to see you so excited about the garden, about taking care of the animals, about teaching the children, Alexandria has been through some tough times, almost building from scratch again, but you have been able to move forward, to fight for your future. Daryl walks up to you and helps you pick up everything that is already edible.

"Do you want to come with me to the mall again?" You say to him suddenly. "We could look for parts for my radio, it's broken and Eugene needs them... maybe we could find some more music..." You say looking sideways at him.

"To the mall? Yeah sure, I'll talk to Rick in case he needs us to bring anythin' in particular... Do ya like the music I brought ya?" he asks with a shrug.

"It's not what I used to listen to, but I love it." You smile broadly. "Eugene's fixing my radio, it got messed up with the Lord of the Rings soundtrack and now I can't hear it again, but... I'd like to find something new."

Daryl smiles and nods, when you arrive at the main house, you go straight to talk to Olivia to give her what you took from the farm, Daryl looks for Rick throughout the house finding him with Michonne and the rest of the council, when he sees his friend appear, he smiles under his beard approaching towards him.

"Everything okay?" He asks looking at him intently.

"Yeah, I'm gonna out to get some stuff, quick trip." He explains and comments that he's going with you, Rick's intense gesture turns into an amused grimace. "Ya need us to get anythin'? We're going to the mall again."

"Okay, be careful and stay alert, anything you see or notice...and if you see anything that might be of use, it's always welcome."

"Perfect, we'll be back before dark."

"Okay, Daryl." He stops him before he walks away, he looks at him raising his eyebrows by way of question. "I don't know what's going on with you and her, but... maybe you both should talk while you're... alone." He shoots her a meaningful look and Daryl feels his cheeks burn.

"I dunno what ya mean, I ain't..."

"Don't worry, you don't have to explain yourself to me if you don't want to, if you don't feel ready." He calms him down and before he says anything, he goes back to Michonne and the others.

Daryl stands there for a second longer before turning and walking out of the house, biting his thumb thoughtfully, waiting for you to leave as well to go on your patrol to the mall.

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You cuddle up against his back as you leave the community, the bike roars with you and you close your eyes letting yourself drift with the purr of the vehicle and the warmth his body gives off. Daryl doesn't say anything he lets you settle against him as he drives towards the mall, Rick's words still echoing in his head but he tries to push it from his mind, he doesn't need that now.

He stops the bike when you both reach the mall. You separate from his back getting off the bike just as he does, he picks up the crossbow fitting it on his back and you follow him to the huge building. You don't open your mouth again, like last time he knocks on the door several times, you look out, but there is no movement which relieves you both. You enter in silence, it doesn't look like anyone has been through there since last time, there are several leaks and puddles on the floor from past storms, but nothing more serious.

"Where's the store?" You ask at last and Daryl points his nose up.

"Upstairs."

Watching for any movement you climb up towards the record store. A small smile comes across your face as you enter the place discovering the long shelves full of records and albums. You stroll down the long aisles running your fingers along the covers of the various bands that are there. Daryl watches you curiously looking absentmindedly through the shelves.

"What kind of music...did ya used to listen to?" he asks you when you stop to look in a drawer.

"Well, I have a varied taste, my brother influenced my tastes a lot." You laugh because there is surprise in his look, he clearly wasn't expecting it. "There were four of us; three girls and a boy... he was the oldest, he's always been the one who guided us a bit." You tell him with a sad smile, Daryl regrets a little that he said anything.

"I'm sorry..." He mumbles, but you shake your head dismissing it as unimportant. He smiles a little and between his hands he plays a CD of a band you don't know.

"Do you recommend it?"

He looks at you in surprise, you shrug and he chuckles.

"Ya've never heard anythin' by them?" He says showing you the album and you shake your head. "They didn't last long, but they weren't bad either." He tells you and you pick up the record looking at it curiously.

"Possibly I wasn't even born." You laugh at the band's year, but put it away in your backpack. "Will you listen to it with me? You found it." You offer and bite your lip looking at him pleadingly. "Please?"

"Sure." He laughs low with a shrug. "I can help ya fix the radio."

"Eugene wanted to get some parts to fix it, but maybe we can get one of these to work." You say looking at the different radios and turntables in the store.

"We'll take a few of them, I'm sure the kids will like them." He agrees and walks over to one of the shelves picking up one of the record players that is full of dust.

Daryl walks around the shelves grabbing what you could take with you on the bike, the turntables are a bit bigger and heavier, they couldn't take it all, but if people liked the idea of music they could come back with a bigger car. A small smile breaks out on his face at the thought, but it doesn't last too long.

The unmistakable sound of a rifle loading reaches his ears. Daryl's body tenses, his pulse quickens and his heartbeat echoes in his ears as he turns to look at you, you're excitedly grabbing some records and tapes you didn't even realize you were alone.

"Get down!" Yells Daryl.

Your gazes meet, in both of your eyes there is surprise and fear. Daryl runs straight towards you.

A gunshot is heard from behind him.

To be continued...

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[maxburnett]

Epilogue to Summer Heat, Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers

-(fem!reader x Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers)

Summary: A glimpse of the months following Steve leaving Reader for Peggy. This is a part 2/sequel/epilogue of this fic for @syntheticavenger's 5K Follower Challenge

Warnings: This is mild! Mostly Fluff with slight Angst. There's a hint at Bucky eating out his very pregnant girlfriend if you squint. Bucky is soft. Steve is an idiot. Bucky really loves reader. (I stuck at these I apologize. Contains very minor Loki spoilers. I wrote this in like a hour on my phone so I apologize for any typos etc)

Please reblog/share and comment. I love to read your reviews!

Word Count: 2,060

It had been nearly 5 months since you had found out that you were pregnant. You and Bucky were letting everything fall into place as you were getting ready for the birth of your baby. He had talked you into finding out the sex when it was born, despite you wanting to hurry up and find out. You closed your eyes as you sat on the couch, your legs propped onto a pillow as you rubbed your stomach as your baby kicked.

"He's good," he says with a smile. "God, you're so beautiful," he says, and you chuckle.

"I'm a whale, Buck," you say and throw a blueberry at him, which he catches with his mouth. "There's nothing beautiful about me," you snort, and he glares at you.

"I'm a whale, Buck," you say and throw a blueberry at him, which he catches with his mouth. "There's nothing beautiful about me," you snort, and he glares at you.

"Baby, how many times do I have to tell you that you're beautiful?" He asks, and you sigh. You just feel so fat and unattractive, but Bucky still stares at you the same way he did before he made the first move and kissed you all those months ago.

"I don't deserve you, Buck," you smile and move, so you are sitting beside him. "I honestly don't deserve everything you've done for the baby and me-" he cuts you off as he wraps an arm around you and pulls you gently into him, kissing your lips with a softness that made you get goosebumps every time.

"Our baby," he says into your lips.

"Our baby," you whisper back and smile as he stands up and takes your empty bowl to the sink, and comes back to lean down to kiss your chin where you had some chocolate. His lips move up to his, and you run your hands into his hair pulling him closer as he gently devours your lips with his own.

"Need to taste you," he says in a rough tone before pulling away. His hands reach down, taking both of yours. He helps you off of the couch and walks you back to the bedroom.

~ 2 Months Later~

You woke up one morning hearing the birds chirping outside of your window and smiled as Bucky came in, bringing you some toast with avocados and eggs on it. You eat the toast as he leans and kisses your stomach, softly singing his favorite song with his head gently lying on your huge tummy.

You giggle as you listen to him singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" as you close your eyes and remember your first kiss during "The Wizard of Oz" all of those months ago. You play with his hair, looking down at him, wondering how you got so lucky to have a guy like Bucky. Your eyes close for a moment. You can't help but think of Steve. You hate that he left you, you hate that he chose to be with another woman; but why couldn't you hate him?

If he had known you were pregnant, you know he would've stayed. Wouldn't he?

"Hey doll, you okay?" You heard Bucky ask, and you looked down at him. You smile as you nod your head down at him. You take a deep breath.

"I was just thinking about Steve ... not necessarily the bad stuff. I just ..." you couldn't find the words. "He just would have been a good father," you say softly.

"You're right," he smiles and looks up at you. "He was a good man," he whispers and closes his eyes. "I just ... wish he would've handled all of this differently. He should've talked to you," he said, his fingers gently moving over your tummy. You smile. His singing was always something that could calm the baby's kicking down.

When he moves to lay down beside you, pulling you as close as he could as he rested his head on your shoulder and his hand on your stomach. He closed his eyes for a moment and bit at his lip.

"At the funeral, he asked me if I liked you," Bucky whispered. He'd never talked to you about this before. "He said he saw something about the way we looked at each other. He wanted to know if I had feelings for you,"

You bit your lip as you listened to Bucky, and you placed your hand over his.

"I didn't lie to him. I told him the truth. I'm sorry if me telling him that caused him to leave," he said, and you place your finger over his lips.

"Bucky, even if I do miss him sometimes ... even if I do still love him. There's nothing like the love I have for you," you whisper and run your fingers through his hair. "This baby was made with Steve ... and even tho we told each other 'I Love You,' It is fate that you and I go through this with our baby."

Bucky looked up at you, his blue eyes beginning to tear up, and you smile as you run your fingers gently into his hair before you wiped at his face with your fingers.

"I love you so much," you say down to him.

"I love you," he says back as he kisses your stomach and looks up at you with his head resting against your tummy again.

"Let's get married," he says, and you look down at him about to say something. He smiles up at you. "I know it's not an ideal proposal," he chuckles. "But I don't want to wait, and I don't even have a ring ... but I can get one. I just want to marry you, and I want to grow old with you and our baby,"

"Let's get married," you say back with a smile. "We can just do it in the courthouse... I don't need anything but you, Buck. Maybe we can get Sam to come," you say, and he smiles as he pulls away and moves his dog tags from his neck to yours.

"Let's get married," he says again and kisses your lips.

Steve had promised Peggy that he would stop by the grocery store he walked out of the store with his paper bags and looked around as things began to freeze in time. He looked around strangely as everything began to move in slow motion. Holographic doors began to show around him, and three guards came out with guns and walked towards him.

One of them stepped towards him and looked down at something in their hand.

"Steve Rogers, on behalf of the Time Variance Authority. I hereby arrest you for crimes against the sacred timeline."

Before he had a chance to speak, he was zapped away with the strange people and was put on trial. He honestly thought this was some kind of joke. How had he messed with the timeline?

"You must be Captain America," a voice said from behind him. He was holding a file and stood to walk towards him. "I'm Mobius," he said.

"Why am I here?"

"You messed up the Timeline by going back in time to be with Peggy Carter," Mobius replied. "We figured we would give you the chance to fix things. Follow me," he said, and Steve sighed, following after the man.

He stopped at an area, and Steve turned towards a vast place with darkness, but soon the darkness lit up. He saw you and Bucky in front of him.

He saw how the two of you had fallen in love, and something inside him twitched as he saw how you looked at Bucky. It was a way she never looked at him before. Then he watched the night she had called him asking him to pick something up for her, and he gasped.

"I wouldn't have left if I had known," Steve finally spoke.

Mobius looked over at the blonde and shook his head. Then looked back at the screen.

"You need to make a decision. But know one thing, them falling in love was always supposed to happen. It would have happened if you would've stayed," he said, causing Steve to look at the screen. "We normally don't do this, but we will give you time to figure out what you want. You can stay here ... you can let them live their lives. Or you can finally man up and admit that going back into time to be with a woman you only kissed once was a stupid thing to do,"

Bucky smiled as he kissed your head as your 6-week old baby girl, Isabella Rose rested on your chest. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, and you didn't look any better.

"I still can't believe she's here," he smiled, looking down at the sleeping baby. "Here, let me take her. I want you to get some sleep," he said as he softly took her and stood up from the bed and walked her to her nursery, and laid her down.

"Hey sweet pea," Bucky says as he winds up the mobile and Isabella glances up at him and he swore she smiled before looking at the mobile. "All of this is new to me. But I promise I'm going to take care of you and mommy. It's going to be the three of us to the end of the line," he whispered and looked up at the mobile where he and you had hung Steve's dog tags that he had left behind. "Your daddy would love you so much. I miss him and I know mommy misses him too. You have his eyes and his hair. But hopefully, you aren't as hardheaded," he smiles and runs his fingers through her blond hair. "Go to sleep sweet pea,"

He came back into the bedroom and smirked, seeing you were already asleep, and he laid beside you and wrapped an arm around you.

He woke up a few hours later; Isabella was crying. He headed into the room and picked her up, comforting her with a smile.

"Daddy's here," he said as she wrapped her hand around his ring finger, and he smiled seeing her little fingers close to his wedding band. "Daddy's always gonna be here," he said, rocking her softly. He heard a knock on the door and carried Isabella carefully towards the door and opened it slowly.

Steve stood behind the door. He had a hand on the back of his neck as he looked out at his best friend holding his daughter just as you walked into the room.

"Buck, who's at the door?" You ask before you freeze as Bucky moves to the side, and Steve is standing there looking from you to Bucky and down at the little blonde-haired girl in Bucky's arms.

"Bucky, turn around," you say, and he backs away from you and turns his back, and holds Isabella close.

"How dare you!" You say as you slap Steve once and then again. "You left!" You say, and he reaches his hands out to grab ahold of yours. It's when he sees the rings on your finger.

"Y/N. I'm sorry. If I would've known, I wouldn't have left," he says, and you feel the tears building in your eyes.

"But you left Steve ... you left. You said you loved me, and you left," you shook your head. "I loved you, and you left," you said as you began to hit his chest before collapsing into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," he said as he held you close against his chest. "I came back ... I came back," he said against your head. "I know you and Bucky are together ... but I have to be here for her," he said, and you look up at him and feel his fingers wiping your eyes.

"Can I hold her?" Steve asks, his voice slightly cracking.

"Yes," you whisper and have him sit down on the couch as you motion for Bucky to take Isabella over to Steve. He hands Isabella over carefully, and she looks up at the strange man and wiggles a little in his arms as tears roll from Steve's blue eyes down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry I left you, little Angel, but daddy's never leaving you again," Steve said as he leaned and kissed her head and took in the smell of his daughter for the very first time.

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