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Maggie's Nightmare

Maggie's Nightmare: Chapter Nine - Part Two

Daryl's POV (cont'd) -

Beth broke the silence; looking up at me from within my embrace. "Daryl?"

"Yeah?"

Beth's smile left her face and she backed a way a bit.

"You think I'll ever have a family? I've been thinking about it a lot lately."

I closed my mouth tight and winced, and knew that we had wondered back to that topic; the one I had tried to run away from earlier. And for good reason … that was a hard question to answer. Things were complicated now days.

"What do you mean? I thought you said we are all family now. What're you worried bout anyways, you got your family here."

"I mean … a family of my own, Daryl. Not just Maggie and my Dad."

I tried to reassure her. "Well, sure … of course ya will, Beth …
… you'd make a great mother."

It was a hard question to answer, but I thought that if anyone should have a family and be a mother - it was Beth. I'd seen her with little Asskicker. She definitely had a way with the baby and the other kids here at the prison.

Beth thought about it; and she knew she'd make a great mom. She just didn't see how that was ever going to happen. This was the reality she'd been wrestling with and she just could not see the forest through the trees.

"How the hell is that ever going to happen?" She calmly asked. "I mean, really?"

Beth looked up at me longingly. Whether it was sadness, confusion, melancholy; whatever it was … it was written all over her beautiful face.

"Well, I don't know how …" I paused. "I jus know it'll happen for you. You'd be a great mother."

Beth had more questions; I could see it in her eyes.

"How about a wife? Would I be a great wife?" She looked on eagerly.

"How the hell am I supposed to know somethin' like that?"

I didn't mean to insult her, but I laughed a little bit at the question, which seemed to really irritate Beth. But, I couldn't help it; it was a funny question.

"The hell, Daryl? That wasn't a joke. I was being serious!"

"No, I know you were. Its jus relationships are complicated and I'm definitely not the person to ask about whose got a good relationship, who's a good wife or who's a good husband."

I paused and tried to think of what advice to give. Then, I thought of Glenn and Maggie - they were good examples of a good relationship. They had always seemed so strong, and they always had each others backs. They worked well together, even though you'd never guess it by jus lookin' at them.

"Well, look at Maggie and Glenn … they're married now, right? They seem to be happy. I think they are good to each other and treat each other right. Guess they'd be a good example for ya."

"I think I can be a good wife … I was just asking you if you thought I would be a good wife."

"Christ sake, Beth. I guess …

… I mean, yeah … I think you'll be a great wife."

Beth smiled and started to twirl her hair around her fingers again. Feeling like a school girl; butterflies raced through her stomach. "You think so?"

Then, I added to my previous statement. "I do … someday, of course."

"Someday, huh?" Beth smirked a little and then she continued. "It's hard to think about that, when life can feel so short sometimes and people can be taken away at any time."

She continued and her tone became more serious. "I might die tomorrow, Daryl. There's no guarantee with anything these days …"

"I'm sure you'll find that someone, who just sweeps ya off yer feet. You're a beautiful girl; I am sure you'll end up with someone great. You deserve someone great."

I wasn't just telling Beth that to make her feel better, I really did believe that. She was a pretty girl and couldn't be sweeter. She could have anyone she wanted. Just a shame there weren't a lot of guys to pick from. Either way, she deserved the best of them.

"I don't know, Daryl. You know … I've only ever kissed a boy?" Beth's eyes wandered to the ground, as she continued to tell me about her experiences – or lack thereof.

She kept her eyes on the ground, seemingly a bit embarrassed to talk about these things.

"I'm still a virgin, for Christ's sake! So much for saving myself for marriage … how stupid was that!" She grumbled.

She crossed her arms and then looked up at me … waiting for my response. The question made me a bit uncomfortable. I didn't know if I should be giving her any advice on sex. I knew I certainly didn't have a lot of experience myself. Growing up without a mother and having Merle and my father as role models; I really never had that much luck with women.

"I don't think it was stupid for you to wait. Not at all. When you find your guy, you'll realize it wasn't stupid at all. It's supposed to be special … but, I don't gotta tell you that."

"I guess." She paused. "I just wish I at least had kissed a few more boys. That wouldn't have been so bad." She smiled and raised her eyebrows a bit.

Damn! If I didn't know any better, I'd swear Beth was flirting with me. I had never looked at Beth in that way, or at least I would never have admitted that I ever looked at her like that. I mean, I had always thought that Beth was a beautiful girl. 'Girl' being the appropriate word here. But, I guess she was over eighteen now and she wasn't a girl anymore; she was a young woman now. I didn't really mean to, but I continued the conversation. Beth's flirtations had intrigued me a lot more than I wanted to admit to myself.

"Yeah, I suppose. Kissin' would've been alright. I mean … it's a lot of fun." I smiled slyly, and ran my hand through my hair. "Would've been alright if you had kissed a few more guys before all this, I guess."

I could feel my cheeks get red and my heart start to race a bit. All this talk about kissin' and sex had really started to get me all riled up. Sex hadn't been somethin' I'd thought about in a while. Shit, these days you just don't get time to think about things like that. Hadn't thought about kissin' a girl in what felt like ages!

Beth giggle a little, "Yeah, shoulda woulda coulda, right?"

But, then she got real serious on me again. She had a way of doing that sometimes; going from happy to sad in an instant. This would be something that would take a long time to get used to – if ever.

"But, that time has come and gone for me ...

… There won't be any dates or prom or meet-ups in my future. Just killing walkers and takin' care of other people's kids. Taking care of the important people in other people's lives."

"Hey, Bethy … I didn't mean to upset ya."

I knew where she was coming from. Hell, I would've kissed a few more girls if I had known I was going to be living in a Zombie Apocalypse. So, I walked over to her again and put my arms around her and gave her a big bear hug. She burrowed her face into my chest and I could hear her whimper a bit. So, I let her cry it out for a few minutes. Girls … that's one thing I did know about them. Sometimes they jus gotta cry a bit and let it out; then they're back to normal.

"It's never too late, you know?" She looked up at me from within my embrace; batting her eye lashes and letting her lips part. I could sense her innuendo; her invitation for a kiss.

The butterflies came rushing to both of their stomachs. Beth's cheeks flushed and Daryl felt light headed all of a sudden.

"What … what'd mean, Beth?"

"You could kiss me, Daryl." Beth knew she had wanted to kiss Daryl for some time now; it was just that tonight, she finally got the nerve to ask.

I was stunned. We had gotten real close over the last couple of weeks, especially, but this wasn't a simple request. I was still holding on to her, so I pulled her away a little so I could see more clearly into Beth's eyes, which looked back at me longingly.

"It's just a kiss Daryl; not a marriage proposal. I just want to feel close to someone in that way."

"I …. I don't know what to say." I mumbled.

"Ya don't have to say anythin', silly. Ya just have to kiss me!" Her eyes widened, searching my eyes for my answer.

"Yeah, right? I'm old enough to be your father!"

"My father is in his 60s, and you're what … 35?"

"Try 38."

"So, that doesn't mean you can't kiss me. No laws against that." She said very matter-of-factually.

She was right there weren't any laws against it, but I wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do. Especially, with her.

"Nah… we can't."

She just looked up at me and continued to stare. And, I found myself giving in a little. What could it hurt? Who would it hurt anyways? It's just a kiss.

"Come on … I definitely need a little more experience before I meet this mysterious prince charming I'm going to meet one day. Doesn't have to mean anything if you don't want it to …"

That last part stung a bit. And, I started to think. What if I wanted it mean something? What if it meant something to her, to me or to both of us? What then?

"Daryl … just a kiss … one kiss." She closed her mouth and made it ready for my lips, tilted her head back a bit and closed her eyes.

I looked down at her, with her soft blond hair swept up in a messy bun on top her head. The moon lit up the sky, and I could see her lips which looked so soft still. And, something inside me stirred that I hadn't felt before. So, I wrapped my arm around her tighter and brought her close to me … brought her face close to mine with my other hand and I kissed her.

We stood there in night, and lost ourselves in the moment. Our tongues swirled around each others, passionately, sucking in each others breath. We didn't break our kiss for several minutes, until I heard the outer door of the prison shut behind someone. It was Michonne and she was on her way out to relieve me from my watch. I quickly pulled myself away from Beth, and I shook my head as if to wake myself from this dream.

"We can't … I mean … I can't do this. I'm sorry."

I stared back down at Beth for a moment and walked away leaving her at the lookout. Michonne just stared blankly at me as she passed. I couldn't tell if she had seen us when she walked out, or if she had just missed the kiss. Michonne wouldn't be one to care anyways, but I still worried if she saw us or not. I walked back into the prison and laid down on the cot in my cell and looked up at the ceiling.

"What the fuck was that, Dixon?" I whispered to myself.

I spent the rest of the night thinking about Beth, the kiss, and what I was going to say to her the next time I saw her. I would just end it right away. No more kisses, and maybe no more midnight talks too. I wasn't any good for her, she deserved her prince charming and I was definitely not that. I'd end it tomorrow when she comes out to give me my coffee for my watch. I'll end it tomorrow … it's the right thing to do.

END CHAPTER NINE: PART TWO

Notes

So … what did you all think?!

Like it, love it, hate it ... tell me what you think about Beth and Daryl.

I actually have a ton of additional background info/story for Daryl and Beth, so I'm going to actually start a companion fanfic to illustrate how Beth and Daryl could end up together in this crazy world. That way, for any of you who are interested, you can read up on their journey to get to this point. And, if you don't, that's okay too ;)

So, I'm just going to finish up with a little more back story with Glenn, Daryl, Maggie and Beth for just another chapter or two and then … dun, dun, dun … The Governor will be back, and you know that this will mean serious trouble for - everyone!

So, you know I LOVE to hear from you all, so please leave a comment, review or vote and rate this story on your way out.

Thanks,
Dahlia

Comments

oh my goodness. This is good. You have done an amazing job writing this. I am a little sad, I have reached the end and I like it so much. I need to finish it.... Im worried about what will happen. But I am excited

RedneckDaryl16 RedneckDaryl16
3/24/15

oh my goodness. This is good. You have done an amazing job writing this. I am a little sad, I have reached the end and I like it so much. I need to finish it.... Im worried about what will happen. But I am excited

RedneckDaryl16 RedneckDaryl16
3/24/15

This story is really good!!! I read My Guardian and I could not stop. I love Bethyl and Maggie and Glenn. I really hope you add to both stories...... I really cannot stop reading them.

Bethyl333 Bethyl333
3/23/15

This story is amazing! I love the way you're having The Governor be more like he was in the comics... poor Maggie! I also like that while this is mainly about Maggie and The Governor, you've put some Bethyl in there. Can't wait for the next chapter!

Anonymous101 Anonymous101
3/21/15

@The Viking

haha thanks:')

PizzaGlenn PizzaGlenn
2/21/15