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My Guardian

My Guardian: Chapter Ten

Hey Everyone!

As some of you may know ... I got the flu and that is why there was a delay in the post. My apologies everyone ... I know how annoying it is to wait for an update when you are dying to find out what happens next.

Good news is I'm feeling much better and back behind the keyboard ... and, I've included an extra long chapter for you :))

As always, thank you to everyone who is reading and following this story ... I appreciate it.
And, a Special Thank you to CharluvsCarl, alice_weekes and IWillEatYourFace for commenting on the last chapter - you all seriously rock! I love you all!

And, now back to our story ...


Beth's POV –

I awoke to the sound of Judy crying; strangely, it sounded like it was comin' from far away. I could feel a dull headache pulsed through my brain; must've been from all the cryin' I did last night. I was so drained after my talk with Daryl, I cried myself to sleep; I was completely emotionally exhausted.

I could hear the clamor of everything going on downstairs. Kids yellin'. The Adults talkin'. The prison was buzzing …

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I could see by the amount and location of light coming in through the prison windows … that it was considerably later than the time Carol had agreed to wake me up.

What the heck? What time is it? I guess it was a good thing Carol let me sleep in …

I rubbed my eyes; I could feel they were puffy from cryin' ... I hated that. I knew they'd be blood shot too. Always happens to me when I cry. I seriously contemplated just rollin' over and goin' back to sleep, but I knew I had things to do today. I had a job ... and there were no days off here.
Surprisingly, I actually felt relatively rested ... which I shouldn't have considering I had been outside with Daryl all night.

Thank God for small favors. I was going to have a long rest of my day and night with Judith ... I
needed the sleep.

However, before I faced the rest of the group and before I could face Daryl, I needed a minute to collect my thoughts. I just stared at the top bunk above me, tryin' get myself ready for the day; until I finally just forced myself to get up.

I quickly brushed my hair back into a pony tail and got dressed. I took a look in the mirror, and I could see my eyes looked puffier than they felt.

Yikes! Can't go down there lookin' like this, I thought to myself.

I quickly dunked a washrag in a bucket of water I kept near my sink, and pressed the cold rag to my eyes. I looked in the mirror again.

Damn ... well, that didn't work ...

Guess it didn't matter though; no amount of cold compresses or make up would cover these swollen baby blues, anyhow. And, then I gave myself one last look in the mirror.

"Yep! Jeans, t-shirt and boots … end-of-the-world fashion at its best," I thought to myself.

I walked out of my cell and looked down over the catwalk, and I could see Carol was seated at one of the tables; rocking Judith in her arms. She caught sight of me and smiled.

I briskly made my way downstairs and over to Carol.

"Ya let me sleep in?"

She smiled and looked down at Judith, and then she proudly replied. "Well, Judith was real good last night. Didn't give me any trouble." Carol's eyebrows arched as she continued. "Slept all night and didn't get up until 6am."

She gave me a knowing look and then whispered.

"I heard ya come in this morning … you were out pretty late. So, I figured I'd just let ya sleep in." She smiled. "No harm in that."

"Ahh, Carol. Ya didn't have to do that. I mean, we all got jobs to do here, and Judy's my responsibility."

"No need to worry, Beth. I just figured that you could use a good night's sleep. And, I certainly didn't mind gettin' to spend a little more time with little Judy here."

She snuggled the baby close to her; she rubbed her nose against Judy's and then kissed her on the cheek. "She's just a doll. So, I don't mind. Not one bit."

"Well, I appreciate it; I needed it." I paused. " And, I was out late …"

Carol gave me a mischievous grin.

"You sure were! Any reason in particular?"

"Well, I talked to Daryl last night. Ya know? Bout things …"

"Did you?"

"Yes. I did." I quietly responded.

She nodded her head; prompting me to continue. "And …?"

I sat down beside her and peered up at her; giving her a half-hearted smile.

"And … nothing. Nothing at all."

She raised her eyebrows and her mouth fell open a little bit; Carol looked shocked.
I stretched out my arms; reaching for Judith ... Carol slowly handed her over to me.
I could tell Carol was bewildered by my comment, so I continued. "It's alright, Carol."

"Well, that doesn't make any sense." She seemed deep in thought; perplexed. "I know Daryl cares an awful lot about you."

"Well ... guess he doesn't see me like that."

"No, no ... he does. I've seen him ... the way he looks at you. The things he's done for you." She paused. "Ya must've been mistaken, Beth!"

She didn't know what she was talkin' bout. She hadn't been there. She didn't see him just leave me alone in the dark without as much as a goodbye, after everything we'd talked about ... after our kiss.

He just left me out there! If you'd seen it, Carol. You'd be singin' a different tune …

I felt like a fool.

"I'm so stupid. I shoulda never thought a guy like Daryl would be interested in me."

"Of course, he's interested. Trust me … he's interested."

After how we left things … I was just so confused.

Carol seemed to be gettin' riled up. Her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed.

"Well, I'm gonna have a word with him. I don't know what his damn problem is."

"Well, that makes the two of us …" I smiled politely.

I wrapped Judith's blankets tightly around her, put her on my shoulder and patted her back.

"She's fed and ready for a nap, I imagine?"

"She is …" Carol blankly stared back.

"Well, I'm gonna head on up and put her to sleep then."

"Hey Beth?"

"I know Daryl pretty well … and he's …"

I finished her sentence. "Complicated. Yeah, I know …"

"Just give him some time. I'm sure everything will work itself out. Just talk to him, alright. Tell him how ya feel. That's all ya can do now. Be honest and lay all your cards on the table."

"Sure." I nodded and walked back upstairs with Judith. All I kept thinkin' to myself was … be honest? I was honest with him. What other cards do I have to lie on the table? He's the one who's not bein' honest with himself!


I put Judith down for a nap, and finished up with my chores around the Cell Block. I had a few extra chores today, since Maggie wasn't feelin' too good. Glenn told me she'd been sick all mornin'. She said she didn't think she had eaten anything bad, but she wasn't sure. Could've been food or the flu; either way, she was out of commission today.

As the afternoon turned to evening, I couldn't help but notice that I hadn't seen Daryl all day. The fact that I hadn't had a chance to talk to him yet was makin' me incredibly anxious. By that night, my stomach was literally doing somersaults inside my body. I kinda figured that maybe I was gettin' sick. Maybe I was gettin' whatever Maggie had. Overall, I just felt terrible.

After I fed Judith and put her to bed, I contemplated whether or not I should even go out and see Daryl. He obviously didn't want anything to do with me. He made that pretty clear last night by ditching me after our kiss. I almost didn't go, but then I thought about what Carol said and how Daryl is a complicated guy … blah, blah, blah. Well, all that got to me I guess ... and I figured I'd suck it up, swallow my pride and go on out there and confront Daryl and see what the hell happened last night. I wanted to know … how the hell could he take such a beautiful perfect moment like our first kiss … and just ruin it.

I really needed to know …why would he do somethin' like that?

So, I put on a brave face and headed outside. Walking towards the exit seemed like I was walking towards my executioner. I really loved this man; I knew it now more than ever ... and he had my heart in his hands. But after what happened last night … I thought there was a very good chance he was gonna stomp all over my heart - a very good chance.

But, I had to at least put myself out there, tell him exactly how I feel and tell him … that I want to be with him … that I want him!

I slowly opened the door and walked out. I immediately scoured the yard and near the fence looking for Daryl's unmistakeable figure. I continued to walk towards the main tower and through the yard, when I heard footsteps behind and then someone or something grabbed my shoulder and pulled me around. I just about jumped outta my skin, before I could recognize his face.

"Jesus! Daryl! You bout scared the livin' day lights outta me!"

He quietly apologized. "Sorry." He took a drag of his cigarette; the hot smoke filled the air in front of him. "Didn't mean to scare ya."

He was quiet for a moment and then he grabbed my hand.

"So? No coffee tonight?"

"Oh! No … sorry."

"Guess I earned that."

"No, I just …"

Daryl interrupted me.

"It's alright. Ya don't gotta explain."

I suddenly felt incredibly nervous. I could feel my knees start to get weak, and there were those damn somersaults in my stomach again. I didn't know if I could go through with it and tell him how I felt about him. Heck, I wondered if I should've even come out here at all.

Maybe he didn't even want to see me?

"Do … do ya want me to leave?"

He looked at me and smiled.

"Nah … I don't want ya to leave."

He took another drag of his cigarette.

"Come here. I wanna talk to ya, if that's alright."

Oh, here it was. The conversation I'd been dreading all day. I was about to find out what made him flip the switch last night and leave.

"Sure…" I quietly replied.

He walked over to one of the side tables and motioned for me to sit next to him. I looked over at him; I could tell he was nervous. For such a brave man; he could be real awkward sometimes. Kinda one of the things I loved about him; he could be so strong, but so vulnerable. It was just too cute.

"Bout last night …" He paused and took another drag of his cigarette before throwing it to the ground and stomping it out with his boot.

"Yeah?" I felt a wave of anger swell from within me; like a surge of emotional electricity.

I glared at him and couldn't control what came out of my mouth next. "What about last night did ya want to talk about, Daryl? …What a great time we had? … Did ya wanna talk about that amazing kiss?"

I paused and quietly asked the final question. "Or … did ya wanna talk about … how ya acted like it didn't happen and just left me out here all alone? What exactly did ya wanna talk about?"

Jesus! Where'd that gumption come from? I thought to myself.

That was very unlike me to be so forward and so intense ... very unlike me.

I looked over at Daryl for his response and I could tell he was more than a little shocked by how bold my comments were.

"Jesus, Beth …" He paused; it looked like he didn't know what to say.

"Well?" I was mad ... and sad ... but I remained as calm as I could as I awaited his reply.

"Like I said last night … ya know? The kiss?" He ran his hand through his hair. "That can't happen again ... alright?"

"And why's that?"

He paused, considering his next words carefully.

"Cause, Beth … it just ain't right."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Means just what I said. You're Hershel's daughter, Maggie's little sister and you're just too young … and it jus ain't right."

So, I'm too young. Great! I've been hearin' that an awful lot lately ... and it was really startin' to piss me off.

He really hurt me, and I suppose I wanted him to hurt too.

"Guess I'm too young to find happiness, or you're too old to realize what a good thing looks like when it's right in front of you!"

He looked back at me. Looked like I did a good job of gettin' back at him ... he looked hurt by my comment.

"Damn! Beth." He shook his head. "Well ... that certainly didn't sound like a kid talkin'… not one bit."

His lips tightened into a bit of frown; he raised his eyebrows and looked over at me. "I gotta admit, Beth … that stung a bit."

"Well, I'm sorry … I jus am gettin' real tired of hearin' what I should or shouldn't feel … just cause I'm 18." I rolled my eyes and gave him a crooked smile. "I'm gettin' real tired, Daryl."

"When ya get a little older … you'll understand."

What an ass! He was really gettin' under my skin ...

"Whatever, Daryl. If that's what you wanna keep tellin' yourself."

I wasn't going to argue with him about this anymore. But, I had to know why he felt so righteous in tellin' me that I was too young to know what I was talkin' bout; too young to know bout love … but, he was the one actin' like a total and complete child last night.

"Well then why the hell did ya just leave me out here after all that? That was pretty childish, don't ya think?"

He just looked back at me, like I had two heads.

Didn't see that comin', now did ya Daryl?

I got serious with him. "That really hurt Daryl."

"I'm sorry bout that. I didn't want to hurt ya. That's not what I was tryin' to do."

"Well, then what the heck happened?"

He scratched the back of his head and replied. "It's jus that I saw Michonne comin' out … and … I didn't want anyone gettin' the wrong idea bout us."

"You were afraid of Michonne?"

He laughed. "No, I wasn't afraid of her. I jus didn't want her to see us kissin' or anythin' like that."

"And, did she?"

"Did she what?

"Did she see us kiss?"

I have to admit, I was a little nervous about everyone in the group finding out about the kiss too. Nervous how they'd react to it, especially, if nothin' was gonna happen between me and Daryl. Didn't want to make it awkward with everyone knowin'.

"Dunno." He paused and looked out. "She didn't say nothin' bout it, but that don't mean shit."

I bit my bottom lip and shrugged my shoulders. "Well, you really hurt my feelings, Daryl. I don't know what else to say."

"I'm sorry …"

We sat there in silence for a moment. Finally, I quietly asked him a question. "So, ya didn't want her to see us kiss … so does that mean you totally regret kissin' me?"

"Didn't say that …"

"So ... ya don't regret it?"

He paused. "Nah…I don't regret it."

He smiled and looked deeply into my eyes. I just wanted to melt right then and there ...

"So, ya don't regret it?"

"No. But, that don't mean we can do it again. Doesn't mean nothin' ... alright?"

"So, that's it then?" I shook my head.

He didn't answer he just looked down at the ground and started to bite the skin around his thumb.

"So, ya don't feel nothin' for me? … Nothin' at all, Daryl?"

He exhaled deeply, and continued to avoid answering the question. So, I told him what I'd been feelin' for a while now ...

"Cause I feel somethin' for you …"

I started to feel the tears as they filled my eyes.

"Beth …you're killin' me …"

"What? Do you want to be just friends, or somethin'?" I whimpered.

"I don't know what I want. I jus know that we can't … do this." He pointed to the two of us and
looked away.

I grabbed his bicep and pulled him so he was facing me more now. His eyes darted around until finally meeting mine. I let go of his bicep, sliding my hand down his arm until I felt his hand. He had it resting on his thigh; I gently put my small hand on top of his ... intertwining my fingers in his.

"Well, I don't know if ya care … " I paused and squeezed his hand a bit. "But, I wanna be more than just friends, Daryl. I … I felt somethin' with you last night."

I searched his eyes to see if I could get a sense of what he was feeling. All I could see was that he was ... just nervousness; he was obviously uncomfortable talkin' bout this stuff with me. I just didn't know what to make if it all ...

I continued. "I felt somethin' with you … that I never felt before."

Daryl moved his hand from out from under mine and crossed his arms. "Well, like ya said … ya only ever kissed one guy. So …"

God, Daryl …that really hurt!

"That's not the point! I don't need to have kissed a thousand guys to know … that there was more in that kiss than … just a kiss."

"Doesn't matter if there was or there wasn't somethin' more. We jus can't take this any further." He shook his head. "It already went too far."

I exhaled. "Huh ...?"

I was hurt and feeling quite numb in that moment. Almost at a loss for words ... almost ...

I nodded my head in agreement. "Yeah, it went too far a while ago, Daryl ... way before the kiss, don't ya think?"

"Maybe …" He replied quietly.

"So, that's it then?"

"Yep ... guess so."

I could feel my face start to scrunch up; a frown crept up on my face. Tears leaked from my eyes; like warm streams down each of my cheeks.

"Beth ... come here."

He reached for my hand to comfort me, but I pulled it away before he could grab it.

And, I stood up and wiped the tears from my cheeks.

"Alright …"

I turned to walk away, but I had one more thing I needed to hear from him.



I could see he looked upset too; he didn't want to be tellin' me these things … so, why was he?

"If this is gonna be it between me and you. I need to ask ya somethin'." I paused and tried to muster the last bit of courage I had. "If I ask ya a question … will ya promise to answer it? And, be completely honest me?"

He quietly responded. "Yeah ..." He paused. "Sure ..."

"Did ya ... feel somethin' for me too?"

"I don't think that's gonna help matters here ... do ya Beth?"

"You promised! Just … answer the question, Daryl."

"Come here …" He motioned for me to come closer.

I looked down at him lovingly. Tears slipped down my cheek. He reached for my hand, but this time I didn't pull away. He held on to my hand; using his thumb to trace nervous circles on the top of my hand.

He glanced up at me slowly and exhaled deeply.

"Yeah … I felt somethin' too. Okay."

I could feel hope just beaming from my eyes.

"But, don't go gettin' carried away. It doesn't mean that … you and I …" He paused. "Ya know? ... Can be anythin' more."

I could literally feel a pain in my chest, my stomach was sick ...

He exhaled deeply. "Ahh … Jesus, Beth! Jus cause we might have feelin's for each other … doesn't mean we get to act on them. It's not how things work."

"How can you say that?"

The tears were flowing freely now.

"I'm sorry, Beth."

I couldn't take listening to this anymore. He was breaking my heart and I felt like screaming at the top of my lungs.

I felt myself start to panic ...

"I … I gotta go …"

I started to run back towards the prison.

"Beth! Wait! Come …"

I couldn't hear the last word he said; all I could hear was the sound of my heart pounding.

I reached for the door and ran inside.

You broke my heart Daryl Dixon ...


Daryl's POV –

"Damnit! Beth …"

I watched as Beth slammed the door to the prison - she jus went an ran off on me.

Shit! I tried to explain to her the best I could ... guess I totally fucked it up. Typical.

The girl literally ran away from me!I mean, I guess we were done talkin' in all, but ... damn ...

I stood there in the dark, in the silence for a while. I lit another cigarette to calm my nerves.
They'd been shot and I felt fuckin' horrible.

The smoke burned a little, but I could almost immediately feel the relief of the nicotine from this old pack of smokes. I tried to blow a couple of rings with the smoke; trying unsuccessfully to get Beth and our conversation outta my head.

Damn! What a fuckin' mess I had made. I let this whole thing go on too long. I didn't wanna hurt her; I cared more about her than anyone ... that was the last thing I wanted to do...

I mean, I knew she was gonna be upset when I told her that this whole thing had to stop. Hell, I was upset too. To be honest, I didn't want to end it ... I wanted to keep seein' her ... I loved seein' her. And, that kiss ... well, I definitely didn't want that to be the last one ... but, it had to be.

I guess I didn't realize this was all gonna end up hurtin' so much. I didn't think it was gonna get so intense.

Hell, I don't know what I was thinkin'. Only thing I knew … I was sure I was doin' the right thing.

We couldn't keep carryin' on like this. I could only imagine the 'sit down' that Rick would give me, if I let things with Beth continue. Or, what Maggie would say about me tryin' to put the moves on her little sister. An Hershel? Hell … he has a hard time killin' walkers, but I have a feelin' he might have an easier time killin' me if he ever found out.

I couldn't let that happen; let the group suffer cause I wanted to play house with Beth. I wouldn't risk everythin' that we were tryin' to build here.

I couldn't. Not for my own selfish reasons …

I mean, I liked Beth … a lot. And, damned if I didn't want to keep seein' her like that – cause I did. I'd grown very close with Beth and felt like she really understood me.

But, after all this, after tonight … I could feel the anxiety building inside me ... and I feared we might never be the same. I really hoped that wasn't the case. It'd break my heart if I couldn't be with her in some way; at least as friends. She was so special ... and I just wanted to be near her in any way that I could …

Damn! I hated to see her cry. To know I was to blame for it ...

I hated myself for makin' her feel anythin' but good. I really did wish there was another way, but I sure as hell couldn't see one.

But, she'd thank me for it later on. She's young; she doesn't know what she really wants. And, neither of us can afford a failed attempt at a relationship when the stakes are this high …when we all got jobs to do … when we got so many people countin' on us.

I just hoped that she would understand one day. That she'd forgive me, and at least let me be close to her again. Might take some time, but I still wanted her in my life … so I'd give her space to get over me. And, give myself some space to get her outta my head.

Then … things can go back to normal. Back to takin' care of business here at the prison. That was my job … and I took it seriously. I had accepted it – I hoped she would too.


After my night shift, I slept for like five hours and then headed downstairs for 'breakfast.' Instead of our usual conversations, I caught what looked like a disapproving stare from Carol. I called over to her to see what the hell was up with her, but before she made it to the table Rick ran into the Cell Block and said he needed me right away.

Like I had said, I had responsibilities here. They never seemed to end.

I ran after Rick and followed him outside into the yard. I could hear Karen and a few other people yellin'. I looked over and I could see part of the fencing was gettin' pushed in by a herd of walkers that had accumulated in one spot.

The hell? They never do that!

I ran over and immediately started killin' walkers. Once we'd killed off a bunch of them, Rick had us shoring up the fence the rest of the day. Before I knew it, the sun was startin' to set.

"Go ahead and head inside and rest for a bit, Daryl. I know you got night watch again tonight."

"Thanks." I nodded, slung my crossbow over my shoulders and walked back to the prison. As soon as I hit the cot in my cell, I crashed.

Must've been out for an hour or so, when Glenn woke me up.

"Come on, Daryl. Time to get up!"

Glenn tapped his knife along the bars of my cell.

"Alright, alright. I'm up."

I slowly got up, splashed some water on my face, grabbed my crossbow and headed back out for night watch … again.

Glenn, Tyrese and I had watch and it was business as usual. However, the hour came when … I would normally see Beth walkin' out those prison doors. I could feel a pain in my chest at the thought of it. I rubbed the area over my heart.

Damn! What the hell?

All that emotional shit … all that talkin' was literally causin' me to have chest pains. Good thing I ended things with Beth; that girl mighta given me a heart attack!

Time seemed to crawl to a stand still. The night dragged on and on. I thought maybe it was gettin' close to 2:00am … maybe even 2:30am. I checked my watch and it read 11:45pm!

This was gonna be a long night, I could tell …

I couldn't stop thinkin' bout Beth. Thinkin' bout how I made her cry. I started to replay the conversation over and over again in my mind. Wonderin' if I'd done the right thing. I kept tryin' to reassure myself, but as the time passed and every minute that Beth wasn't out here with me like she usually was … the more I realized just how much I was gonna miss her visits. I realized just how much I was gonna miss her …

Then, something unexpected happened. I was looking out watching the fence near the main tower … and I heard it … the sound of the prison door!

My heart jumped at the sound. I was nervous as all hell, but happy that Beth had decided to come out to see me even though things last night … went the way they did.

I hadn't lost my Bethy …

I couldn't really make out her face yet, since she was so far. But, as she got closer, I realized it wasn't Beth at all … it was Carol.

"Hey there … stranger!" Carol called out.

"Oh?! Hey, Carol." I paused. "I thought you were Beth comin' out here."

"Nope ... it's just me."

"Oh ..."

She walked over to me and pushed me in the shoulder.

"The hell, Carol? What's that for?"

"You know …"

"No, I don't. Care to enlighten me?"

"I talked to Beth this morning. She was real upset." Carol paused and put her hands on her hips. "She didn't say anythin', but I was thinkin' you might know why she was so upset."

"Why's that Carol?"

"Cause … I know how close you two are."

"Mmm, hmm." I mumbled.

"So, ya know anythin' about that?"

"Lay off, Carol. I did what needed to be done."

"And, what's that?"

"I told her the truth."

"Ya did, did you?"

"Yes, I did." I paused trying to justify my actions. "I didn't do nothin' that didn't need to be done. That's all."

Carol was really layin' into me, which was really not like her. She never nagged me like this. Made me wanna run for the hills.

"And, what's that supposed to mean?"

"Means, it ain't none of your damn business, Carol."

"Really? You're gonna be like that?"

"Yeah. It's gonna be like that."

I lit up the last smoke in my pack; I'd torn through this one.

"Ya know Daryl? You're one stubborn son of a bitch sometimes."

I just took a drag of my cigarette and walked over to the metal picnic table near the tower and sat down; leaning my back up against the table top.

"Yeah … that's what I've been told…"

She stood in front of me; her arms crossed now.

Damn, she looked pissed off.

"Ya know, I can't believe you would go and do anything to ruin what ya got with Beth."

I sat up straight and looked up at Carol and took a drag of my smoke.

"What'd ya mean? Ruin what I got with Beth?"

"Ya think I don't see you two. The way you look at each other."

"Oh, come on Carol. Now you're jus givin' me a hard time. Girl's gotta be half my age. Ain't nothin' goin' on with me and Beth … we're jus friends."

"Bullshit! Daryl … you're either lyin' to me … or you're lyin' to yourself!"

Carol plopped down very ungracefully beside me. She huffed and puffed while she seemed to be deep in thought.

She reached her hand over; gesturing for the cigarette.

"Can I?"

"Ya don't smoke."

"Well, I feel like it now. May I?"

I handed her the cigarette and she took a drag and exhaled and blew a few rings of smoke.

"Damn, Carol. Thought ya didn't smoke."

"I don't … but, I used to." She shook her head. "It was a long time ago. Another life."

"Uh, huh …"

We laughed and the tension seemed to fade a bit between us. I didn't want another one of the people that meant the world to me to be angry with me too. That would just be too much.

We sat there in silence for a while.

"You know, when ya walked out here … I thought ya were Beth. Comin' out with coffee like she always does."

Carol looked over at me; she gave me these soulful eyes. It's like she just 'knew.' She knew what had happened, she knew what I'd done and I think she understood why. I could tell she didn't like it, but she understood.

"I know she really likes ya Daryl. She really does."

"I know she does."

"She's a good girl, and I don't want ya breakin' her heart."

"It ain't like that, Carol." I gave Carol a smirk. "Not that it's any of yer business anyways."

"Ain't like that, huh?" Carol turned to face me. "Who do ya think you're foolin' anyways? I see how she looks at you …and more importantly, I see how ya look at her. I know you've got feelings for her." She paused and smiled. "The others may not have noticed, but I'm not blind ... it's plain as day to me."

"You're off your rocker, Carol. Ain't nothin' goin' on between me and Beth."

Then she said somethin' that totally caught me off guard …

"And why the hell not?

"Excuse me?"

"Ya heard me …why … the hell … not?"

"I'm not gonna get into this, alright? I jus did this last night with Beth."

"A ha! So, ya did talk to Beth last night bout the two of you …that's what I thought." She paused.
She seemed pleased with herself. "Come on … tell me why the two of you can't be together. Go ahead … this should be good."

She smiled; egging me on.

"Alright! Alright ..." I took one last drag of my cigarette and tossed it far off on the pavement.
"Damn, your persistent!"

I shook my head. "Fine ... I'll tell ya why ..." I paused. "Well, for one … she's a just a kid, for God's sake."

Carol cupped her hand to her mouth to control her laughter.

"Really, Daryl? A kid? She's almost 19 years old … she's a young woman now. You may think she's still a kid, but no one else around here does." She continued to laugh and she nudged me in the shoulder. "And, I think deep down ya know that too. Hmmm?"

"Alright. Well … she's Hershel's daughter. You can't tell me he would like it very much if I was runnin' around with Beth. Hell, he'd probably pull a shotgun out on me or somethin'."

I laughed at the thought of it. Gettin' a gun pulled on me for messin' with the farmer's daughter. A total cliché if I ever heard one.

I crossed my arms and tried to drive home my point. "Not that he would need to … cause there ain't nothin' goin' on."

"Daryl, you can't be serious? Hershel loves you." She paused and looked deep into my eyes and with all of the sincerity she could and she continued. "You … well, you are at the very core of this group. I think you're wrong about Hershel. I think he'd be happy for the two of you. He couldn't ask for a more capable and loyal man for his daughter, that's for sure."

I mocked her; she knew better than to resort to flattery.

"Jesus…you're makin' blush over here …"

"Are you bein' sarcastic, Pookie?" She paused. "Cause I wasn't. It's true. Every word of it."

"Well, I still don't think everyone here at the group would be happy bout it. Rick would disapprove, probably others too." I scratched the back of my head. "I don't even know why I'm even talkin' bout this with ya. Nothin' is goin' on, so there ain't nothin' to talk about."

Or, at least that's what I was tellin' myself ...

"Well, that's a damn shame, Daryl."

She had my attention. I was curious what other words of wisdom, my little Yoda had for me.

"An, why's that?"

"Because … Beth is a real sweet girl. And, you're a good guy, Daryl. You two deserve each other. You both deserve to be happy."

"Thanks for the advice … but it ain't gonna happen."

"Well, if you're gonna pass up on Beth. Pass up on a chance at love … you're a damn fool, Daryl Dixon."

Carol stood up and brushed off the back of her pants.

She continued, but the tone of her voice was different. More passive and less angry. More caring than accusative.

"Pass this up … and you may never get another chance like this. Think about that, Daryl. Think about what you really want. What would make you really happy … and go for it … We'd all support you … We'd all be happy for ya. The both of you."

She seemed real sincere. She genuinely didn't see anythin' wrong with me and Beth bein' somethin' more; being together. And, the way she made it sound … she sounded so sure the others would be supportive too.

"We really would, Daryl. I'm your friend, aren't I?"

"Yeah, you are."

"I don't want to see ya … fuck a good thing up." She laughed, but she was bein' serious ...

I just stared back. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe the others wouldn't disapprove as much as I thought they would. Maybe … Beth and I could give this a shot?

Carol continued; she seemed to be able to read my mind sometimes.

"You two could work. Not just work, but be great together. I know you must see that." She paused. "I see it ... I know ya care about her. Ya care about her a lot. Don't give up on happiness because you think someone …somewhere might disapprove. They won't. But, even if they did … don't ya want to be happy?"

I started to chew the skin around my finger. Carol had me all twisted inside.

"Of course, I do."

"Then, why would you push away the one thing that could give you a real life here ... a real shot at happiness?"

I guess she had a point …

"Maybe ..."

"Not maybe, Daryl." She paused and the tone of her voice changed; she was serious. "Don't wait on this. We don't know what tomorrow will bring. Whatever happened between you and Beth … fix it. Fix it now."

"Alright, Carol. I'll talk to her."

She nodded and smiled. "There's my Pookie. All tough on the outside and all gooey on the inside."

We both smiled and laughed.

"Shut up ..."

"I just couldn't stand by and watch my best friend ruin … probably the best thing that has ever happened to him. She's good for you. You're good for her." She paused and waved a finger at me. "You get her back, and you don't ever let go." She crossed her arms over her chest. "And, damned anyone or anything that stands in your way, ya hear?" She smiled warmly.

"Yeah, I do ... I hear ya ..."

Then, she reached down and gave me a hug, which she never really did. Then, she started to walk back towards the prison.
Hey Carol?"

She turned around. "Yeah?"

"Thanks … for talkin' some sense into me. I needed to hear that."

"I know ... that's what friends are for. Tellin ya when you're bein' a total ass."

"Ha! Thanks a lot!" I shook my head. That woman; she was crazy, but smart as hell.
She waved goodbye and started walkin' again back towards the prison. "No problem, Pookie …"

"Carol!" I yelled out to her.

She stopped in her tracks, and swiveled around to face me again. "Yes ... Daryl? Somethin' else?"

"If ya see Beth tomorrow mornin' before I get up … mind tellin' her I'm lookin' for her?"

Carol nodded yes. "I will."

"I think I might … ummm … take you're advice ... and stop bein' such a stubborn ass and fix things with her."

"Glad to hear it, Daryl. Glad to hear it." She paused. "Hey Daryl! Beth was pretty upset this mornin' and she wasn't feelin' too good tonight either. So, take it easy on her. Be nice. And, remember … ya might need to do a little grovelin' to make this up to her."

I shook my head. Jesus, Carol. She was never gonna let me live this down, but I was glad she was such a good friend and took the time to get me to see 'the light' as they say.

She threw her hands in the air. "I'm just sayin'." She had a huge smile on her face and started to laugh and walked back inside.

"Women!" I said to myself.

The rest of the night flew by, and I couldn't wait to talk to Beth. I didn't know what the hell I was gonna say, but I needed to let her know how I felt. I felt everythin' she did, and she needed to hear me say it. I wasn't sure if she was gonna forgive me for actin' the way I did, but I spent the rest of the night and early morning thinkin' of what I was gonna say and what I could do to make it up to her. What I could do to fix this, and get her to give me one more chance.



Daryl can be so stubborn and thankfully he has started to see the errors of his ways ... yeah :)) Now he just needs to hurry up and tell that girl how he feels, am I right?

Daryl and Beth are FINALLY on their way to being a couple; happiness is on the horizon for them. However, I must warn you all ... It's just a little out of their reach still. There are a couple ... small bumps in the road that threaten to stand in their way.

So, let me know what you think; like it, love it, hate it ... let me know your thoughts. If you've got a moment, please leave me a note or comment on your way out ... I'd love to hear from you all :-D

** I've got Chapter Eleven started ... So, as soon as this chapter gets 5 reviews - I'll get the next chapter up within 24 hours! I know, I know ... I'm a sucker for comments and reviews. But, every time I see a new comment ... it literally puts a smile on my face (swear). Plus, they keep me motivated and inspired to keep working on the story, so I'm hoping to hear from all of you out there reading this story ... l love you all ;-)

Here's a Teaser Chapter Eleven:
So, now that Daryl is FINALLY coming to terms with his feelings and is considering giving it a shot with Beth, he's ready to talk to Beth and tell her how he feels. But, he gets stuck again during the day and doesn't get a chance to talk to her. That night, he expects to see Beth walk out with her coffee, but she never shows ... Daryl worries all night wondering why she didn't come out to see him. But, when he goes in from watch that morning and runs to her room ... he finds it is empty. She's nowhere to be found. Where or where has little Beth gone? You'll have to wait until Chapter Eleven is posted to find that a familiar threat has found its way into the prison ... (insert evil laugh here) ...

I didn't want to get too many upset PMs, so I want to let you all know ... Please don't worry too much ... I Daryl and Beth together as a couple, so they will end up together. Now that they have both realized how they feel for each other, they're gonna have to fight for it ... fight for each other ... it'll just make them stronger in the end - promise :))

Looking forward to hearing from you!



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Flor_Do Flor_Do

OMG... this has to be one of the very best TWD fanfics I have ever read. I love Beth and Daryl so much and I so want to see where this story goes! I really hope that you are inspired to continue this... and soon. I will keep my fingers crossed for this. You are a wonderfully talented writer! I really do hope that all is well in your life these days...

DoeRoseQ DoeRoseQ

I miss this story so much. :-(
Hope you're alright, and can update soon!

WerkaZ WerkaZ

Hopen you updated soon and that beth and daryl stop hiding there relationship

dprincess_87 dprincess_87

Oh my goodness,
Even though I started reading this yesterday. I could NOT stop. I LOVE THIS! You are so great at writing. I love Beth and Daryl together. I thought about it since like the beginning of the third season. I started to read another story about Bethyl and it just didn' t feel like them. Your 'lemony' scenes are so detailed and in the moment everything (at least what I think itm) it is just so great. Thank you so much for putting it in writing. When I think of how much I miss the oppurtinty.... spelled that wrong....of Beth and Daryl getting together I am going to read this again. Please keep going Please. It is too good to stop. I know with her gone it seems....impossible. But I know you can do it... they changed the story from the comic book in the shows and they are still good. I am sorry I wrote such a long and creepy comment but..... it was too amazing to not.
Thank You

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