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My Guardian

My Guardian: Chapter Sixteen-Part One

So, I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday season and that 2014 is off to a good start!

Happy Holidays and Happy New Year!


Mine was good, lots of family, lots of friends visiting from out of town ... so, that was really fun. Was super busy and as you may or may not have noticed, it has been a while since I last updated my stories :-/ Sorry about that, I really thought I would have time but with the holidays ... AND ... getting a cold starting on Christmas eve, I was pretty wiped out. However, I'm feelin' much better and most of the family stuff is outta the way, so now I can get back to writing ... yeah ;-P

That being said, this next chapter ended up being soooo long, I had to split it up. It was 20 pages and I still needed another 5 (minimum) to finish telling this chapter. So, Chapter 16 will be in two parts ... Good news is, Chapter 16-part two just needs a little more work, so as soon as I finish it I will post it ;)

As always, thank you to everyone who is reading and following this story ... I appreciate it.
And, a Special Thank you to IWillEastyourFace, Alice_weekes, FictionisTrue12, Sarabee84, Ava17, SafyreBlue, miss_mary, Char_, skinnylove1324, and EG458561 for commenting on the last chapter - you all seriously rock!

I love you all! :))


Now ... let's finally get back to our story ...


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Daryl's POV –


I found myself particularly on edge while I was gettin' ready for this trip.

It wasn't just that the supplies and food were low; I wasn't all too happy bout leavin' Beth either. Hershel had only just released Beth from quarantine earlier this mornin' … two hours ago if that.
She was still weak, so I offered to help carry Beth back to her cell. Poor Beth still looked awfully sick, so I picked her up and carried her though the cell block.

I don't think no one thought nothin' of it though.


I was followin' behind Maggie, who was carryin' a box of Beth's things, and as we walked into the main prison area everyone was comin' up to Beth; seein' how she was feelin'. The entire time Beth had a shit eatin' grin the entire time, and kept her arms wrapped tightly around my neck. It all seemed innocent enough, except the few times she let her fingers run across the back of my neck and through the hair at the nape of my neck.

Two of the little girls Carol was often lookin' after, Lizzie and Mika, came up to us askin' bout Beth. We stopped to talk to them for a minute or two and Beth told them how grateful she was and kissed me on the cheek right in front of em.

"He's my hero too, girls!" Beth sweetly replied to Lizzie when she mentioned that everyone at the prison knew that I had saved Beth and the rest of em.

I joked with the two little ones and told em not to believe everythin' they hear. Beth slapped me on the shoulder, and told them not to listen to me.

"Daryl here's always been our hero … ain't cha?" Beth grabbed my chin and kissed my cheek again. "He's just too humble to take all the credit, girls."

I wasn't used to all this kind of attention from her or anyone, except for when it was just the two of us.

"Jesus, Beth …!"


I had to end it there. "Alright, nough already. You're gettin' heavy here, Beth, better getcha back to your cell."

Beth gave me a sarcastic smile and ended the conversation with the girls. As I walked away, I could feel her grip around my neck tighten, bringin' her face closer to mine; then she started to carefully run her fingers just below the collar of my shirt as I made my way up the stairs – makin' sure know one saw, of course.

She didn't say a word, but just kept that silly smile on her face; she knew she was playin' with fire, toyin' with me like that.

"Woman really is tryin' to drive me crazy," I kept thinkin' to myself.


Once we got back to her cell, Maggie was already inside the cell, of course; movin' shit around and cleanin' up the place. I gently placed Beth down on the mattress. Maggie was actin' real funny; she couldn't stop herself from fussin' with Beth like she was a damn porcelain doll … like she was gonna break if everythin' wasn't perfect.

"Enough, Maggie. I'm fine."

Maggie gave her little sister a stern look. "Alright. Just wanted to make sure you're comfortable."

"I know, Maggie. Thank you." Beth smiled sweetly. "But, really I'm okay for right now."

Maggie nodded her head in agreement. "Well, do ya want anythin' to eat. Can I at least bring ya somethin'?"

"Course ya can, whatever ya can find is fine by me."

Beth knew there wasn't a lot to go around; I could tell she didn't want Maggie to worry bout it though.

"I'll see what I can drum up for ya." Maggie started to walk outta the cell. "Daryl…"

I looked over at Maggie; I thought maybe she'd caught the way I was lookin' at Beth. I hadn't really been able to take my eyes off of her.

"Yeah, Maggie?"

"Keep an eye on her til I get back, will ya?"

I nodded yes. "Course. Take your time."

"Thanks, Daryl."

Once Maggie was outta the room, Beth started to giggle. "You're funny, Daryl."

"Who? Me?" I laughed under my breath. "The hell ya talkin' bout woman?"

I sat down beside her on the mattress. Beth reached over and grabbed my hand; her smile tightened a little and her brow furrowed.

"I want ya to promise me you'll be careful, okay?"

"I always am."

"I know ya are, but I mean … really be careful." Beth gripped my hand tighter. "Promise me."

"I promise darlin'. I'll be careful."

Beth looked up at me and smiled. "Good." I could tell she was feelin' nervous bout the trip. "I'm worried … but … I'm really gonna miss ya too."

I knew exactly how she felt. After everythin' we'd been through, I really didn't wanna leave her side. Not for a second. Her bein' sick and almost dyin', the dangerous supply run to the vet college, and us finally tellin' each other we loved each other … well, hell … it'd been an eventful last week or two.

"I'm gonna miss ya too, Beth. I'll be thinkin' bout every second I'm gone."

"Me too." She paused and her tone got a little more serious as she continued. "But, I want ya to keep focused while you're out there too. So, don't be thinkin' bout me too much, okay?"

"Deal. I'll be thinkin' bout ya … just enough … but not too much."

I couldn't help but laugh.

Beth pushed me in my arm. "Come on, Daryl. Ya know what I mean."

"No, I do. I do." I reached over and brushed back a strand of hair that had fallen onto her face. "I know exactly what ya mean …"

She smiled sweetly and grabbed my forearm and pulled me close to her; I leaned over her on the bed.

"Kiss me. Kiss me one more time before ya go."

I looked around the cell and could hear all the people running around the cell block. I raised my eyebrows and tightened my lips; not sure if that her request was wise considerin' all the people runnin' around.

"Oh, come on. Just one kiss."

"I can't."

Beth looked upset. "What d'ya mean ya can't? Why not?"

"I don't think I could ever give ya … just one kiss."
I leaned in closer to her until finally our lips met. I kissed her softly and could hear her moan quietly into my mouth. I pulled away and looked into her eyes and she told me she loved me.

"I love ya too, Bethy."

I kissed her again, one last time.

Moments later I could hear Maggie's boots as they got closer and closer to the cell.

"Alright, Daryl. I'm all set here."

She had a box of items in her hands: food, medical supplies, and a jug of fresh water.

"Glenn said the truck is basically packed; he's waitin' for ya downstairs."

"Thanks, Maggie."

I looked over at Beth and gave her a smirk.

"Now ya just rest and get yourself better now, ya hear?" I looked over at Maggie. "Don't let her push herself too much. Ya heard what Hershel said. Rest for the next couple of day?"

"Oh, ya don't gotta tell me, I know." Maggie nodded towards Beth. "She's the difficult one."

Beth rolled her eyes at Maggie's comment. "Thanks Maggie."

"Well, ya just listen to your daddy and your sister here. They know what's best for ya."

"I will, Daryl. Don't worry."

I started to get up and Beth unexpectedly reached for my hand.

"Thank you, Daryl. For everythin'." She slyly caressed the top of my hand with her thumb. "Be careful. You and Glenn watch out for each other out there and be careful."

"I will, Beth." I gave her hand a squeeze and got up. "We'll be back before ya know it. And, we'll have food and supplies for ya … and if things work out, maybe even some deer or somethin'."

"Sounds great." Beth paused and smiled. "Then, I'll see ya in a few days."

"Yep … see ya soon."

I walked out past Maggie and could see Glenn downstairs; he nodded. "Truck's ready."

"Yeah, I heard … let's do this already."

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Glenn and I talked on the way out to the truck, goin' over what towns we thought we should hit first. When we got to the truck, I could see Glenn had already taken care of packin' the truck.

"Damn, Glenn …"

"Yeah, I know. I got up early to day. Was anxious bout gettin' on the road already; figured I'd get the truck packed for us."

"Thanks, man."

"Yeah, no problem."

"How bout Tyrese and Sasha?"

"I saw Tyrese packin' up the SUV over there. Him and Sasha should be ready to go soon."

Bout five minutes later, Tyrese walked outta the prison and walk down through the yard and towards the SUV. Maggie was followin' closely behind him.

Course Maggie ran over to Glenn and pulled him up near the front of the truck, sayin' her goodbyes to Glenn. Watchin' the two of them just made me think bout Beth and how I wish she was well enough to be out here with me.

Hell, even if she was feelin' up to it; it's not like she'd be out here with me. No one knew bout us yet, so I guess I shouldn't be feelin' this shitty bout her not bein' here.


Either way, she wasn't here and I started to feel one hell of a mood comin' on. As I was waitin' there, my mind wandered away … started thinkin' bout this trip, bout Beth … all kinds of shit I shouldn't be thinkin' bout …

Tyrese and Sasha had volunteered to head out with me and Glenn for this supply run. Good thing too, cause we were runnin' fuckin' low on jus about everything. Food included. The responsibility of feeding and caring for all these people was feelin' particularly overwhelmin'.
It was the first time when we'd been so low with so many mouths to feed and I could already see the beginnings of desperation startin' to take hold on all these people that were now dependin' on me.

But, damnit I wasn't bout to let em down. None of em.


I just wanted to get the hell on the road though, and start this run already. Since everyone was countin' on me, it was also up to me to make sure that this whole fuckin' thing ran smoothly.

It was definitely time to go … didn't want to lose any more light …


"Tyrese! Hey Tyrese!"

Tyrese stopped what he was doing, two backpacks in his hands. "Yeah?"

"Ya almost ready over there?" I yelled over to him.

Tyrese tossed the two bags into the back of the SUV and walked over to me; his arms crossed over his chest.

"Yeah. Sasha'll be down here in a minute." Tyrese paused and looked into the truck me and Glenn were drivin' on this trip. "How bout you and Glenn?"

"Yeah … we're ready. It's almost noon, so we should get on the road soon."

Tyrese looked anxious, tensed and ready to get on the road.

"Sure, we'll be ready as soon as Sasha gets back; she just needed to grab a couple of extra guns up top. You two got enough?"

"Yeah. Course we do." I said curtly.

Didn't he know I do this shit all the time? Damn, what he think I was an amateur or somethin'?


"Yeah, course ya do." Tyrese paused and looked down at the ground. "Alright, Daryl …I'll … just finish up over here." Tyrese started to walk back to the SUV. "Ya just let me know when ya wanna head out, okay?"

"Mmm, hmm." I grunted under my breath.

Tyrese took the hint and kept to himself til Sasha came back; he could tell I wasn't much in the mood for talkin' this mornin'.

It wasn't long before I heard a familiar voice come up behind me.

"Looks like ya got a lot on your mind there …"

I smiled. "Hey Carol … come to send me off?"

She laughed. "Yeah, guess ya could say that." Carol walked up next to me and leaned back into the side of the truck bed. "Ya alright? Looks like you're a million miles away right now."

"Nah … I'm alright."

"Ya sure bout that?"

"Yeah … I gotta be." I quietly reminded her of my responsibility to our group.

"Well … ya don't gotta be … all the time, Daryl."

"Yeah, I do." I paused and looked over at her. "Just sometimes it's a little harder to be alright … ya know?"

Carol nodded. "Mmm, hmm … I know exactly whatcha mean." Carol nudged me with her shoulder. "Hey, I want ya to know she's gonna be okay, Daryl. I'll keep an eye on her."

"Who …?"

"Beth. I'll keep an eye on her for ya."

I laughed. "What d'ya mean by that?"

"Oh, come on … I can tell you're worried bout her."

I fumbled for the right words to answer Carol; tell her I wasn't worried bout Beth, but I just couldn't find em.

"I … um …"

Carol leaned back up off the truck and patted me on the back.

"Just wanted to let ya know … I'll keep an eye on her. Ya don't gotta worry bout Beth. Okay, Pookie?"

I rolled my eyes and Carol gave me a big smile; I hated that she could read me so well sometimes.

"Alright, Carol … Damn …!"

Carol started to walk up back towards the prison and yelled back towards me.

"You're welcome, by the way …"

Glenn walked over with Maggie.

"What's that all about?" Maggie curiously asked.

"Ahh, nothin' … she's just givin' me a hard time, is all."

Maggie laughed. "Well, that ain't too hard to do today … ya seem a little tense. Ya alright, Daryl?"

"Damn, Maggie. Yeah … I'm fine. Why's everyone keep askin' that …?"

Maggie raised her hands in the air. "Alright, alright … sorry. Geez …"

I lowered my head and toed the ground with my boot.

"Sorry bout that Mags. Just a little on edge is all."

"Yeah, no problem, Daryl."

Maggie leaned over and hugged Glenn. "You two take care of each other out there, okay?"
Glenn replied quietly. "We always do, Maggie."

Maggie leaned in and kissed him. "Good."

Maggie kissed him and again and slapped him on the ass.

"I'll be seein' ya in a couple of days then …"

Glenn laughed. "A couple of days …"

Glenn watched as Maggie sauntered away. He was checkin' out her ass as she made her way back up to the prison yard.

"Alight, Glenn. Get your head outta the clouds." I looked over and saw that Sasha and Tyrese were packed and ready; just leanin' up against the SUV waitin' on our word. "Looks like they're ready … let's hit the road."

Glenn nodded and jumped into the passenger seat, while I started the ignition.

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Beth's POV –


I was just lyin' in my cell reading a book Daddy had brought up to me; he figured I'd be bored. However, his idea of an exciting read was Herman Melville's Moby Dick. Now, it's not like I don't like the classics, cause I do … it's just this wasn't really the escapism I'd been hopin' for when he asked if I wanted somethin' to read while I was restin' and getting' better. When Daddy brought it up to me, I didn't complain though, I just accepted it gratefully.

I didn't want to send him back for another book; I knew how tough it was for him to get up and down the stairs. And, it really was sweet of him to bring something for me to read; guess it didn't really matter what it was.

So, I went ahead and dug in …

"Call me Ishmael …"


The book was dusty; the yellowing pages crackled as I turned each one. The most interesting part so far had been the colorful "drawings" and comments made along the top and sides of the paragraphs. I guess I should expect that from a book called Moby Dick, which had certainly been a part of this prison's library for quite some time.

Found some really detailed drawings of penises … whales … whales with penises and all kinds of other disgusting comments. These inmates had certainly been pretty crude, but it was a little distraction from the book itself.

I was certain Daddy hadn't looked inside the book before handing it over to me …


I was only two chapters in when I heard a knock on the doorway of my cell.

"Hey there, sweetheart."

I looked up from the pages of the book and saw Nick standin' there in the doorway; one of his arms was behind his back.

"Oh … hey, Nick."

I dropped the book to my lap; Nick smiled and pulled out a bundle of flowers from behind his back.

"I brought these for ya. Thought you could use somethin' to brighten up the place."

I looked at the bundle of wildflowers he held out in his hand and smiled politely.

"Thanks Nick. That was … very sweet of you."

He nodded and walked over into the cell.

"I'll just … put these over here for ya."

Nick sauntered into the cell and over to the sink. Quickly he reached for a tall glass on the shelf nearby and filled it was some water from the pail I kept in the sink. He dunked the bundle of wildflowers in the glass and set the bouquet on the crate near my cot.

"There … those'll be perfect right here."

I looked over and nodded. "Yes, they certainly are pretty. Thank you, ya didn't have to do that though."

Nick took a seat next to my bedside.

"I know I didn't have ta … I wanted to …" He paused and looked down at his feet; I could tell he was feelin' a bit anxious and shy around me.

"Ya alright, Nick?"

Nick quickly looked up and smiled; his eyes beamed with excitement.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Beth. Actually, I wanted to see how you were doin', sweetheart. How ya feelin'?"

"Oh, I'm fine. Feelin' a lot better now, thanks."

"Good, glad to hear it." Nick paused and reached for my hand. "Ya know …I came to see ya in the other cell block. I wanted to … but they wouldn't let me in."

"Oh …?"

I could tell Nick was deep in thought; a look of slight frustration crossed his face.

"Yeah … umm … your Daddy, and umm … Daryl. They wouldn't let me in to see you. I tried … but they wouldn't let me."

Nick's hold on my hand was starting to feel a little uncomfortable now. I know he was tryin' to be supportive or whatever, but it didn't feel right now that I was with Daryl.

"Well … they were right to not let ya in. I was too sick. You could've gotten sick too, ya know?"

Nick caressed the top of my hand with his thumb as he replied.

"But, I was worried bout ya. I really wanted to see ya, visit with ya … ya know …? Keep ya company an all."

His voice was full of caring … and a little bit of somethin' else. I could tell by what he said and how he said it … Nick was lookin' at me differently, like maybe he liked me or somethin'.

Did Nick have a crush on me or somethin'? Geez …!


"Well, I was fine … I mean, I am fine. So, ya don't gotta worry bout all that now. Things'll be back to normal here real soon."

Nick leaned in closer to me; a little too close for comfort.

"Yeah, but I wanted to see ya … I was so worried bout ya."

"Well, I certainly do appreciate that Nick. That's awful nice of ya, but I'm fine."

Nick leaned back in his seat; seemingly a little annoyed.

"I gotta admit I was a little pissed that they didn't let me come in. I mean, your daddy let that redneck, Daryl, in and out to see ya. How come I couldn't come in?"

I quickly removed my hand from under his and rested it back on my book.

"Well, first off … please don't refer to Daryl as …a "redneck"… It's rude and I don't appreciate that. Okay?" I paused, my lips tightened. "And, second, my daddy let him in and out cause he'd already been exposed many times and hadn't gotten sick. It was obvious he wasn't at risk. But, the rest of you … well, daddy wasn't gonna take any chances."

Nick looked at me like a little boy that had been scolded; he sat there for a moment lookin' around the cell; sulking.

Finally, he looked over at me and gave me a half-hearted smile.

"Sorry, Beth … didn't mean to upset ya."

"That's alright … I'm sure ya didn't mean nothin' by it."

"Yeah, no … I didn't. I was jus real worried bout ya and wanted to see for myself that you were gettin' better, is all."

I nodded my head. "Alright. I understand. And, I appreciate all your concern, I do."

Nick swallowed hard and looked away; an awkward silence fell over the cell. I exhaled deeply and looked down at my dusty book and flipped it closed; the cover now sittin' upright in my lap.

"Damn! You're not readin' that, are ya? Isn't that book borin' as shit?"

I couldn't help but laugh at Nick's comment as he continued.

"No, seriously … I read that in high school. It was so borin' it was like watchin' paint dry. How the hell'd ya end up with that?"

I smiled. "My daddy brought it up for me to read."

"Really? Kind of heavy isn't it? Wouldn't ya rather have somethin' a little more fun or light hearted? Would ya like me to bring up some other books for ya to read?"

I giggled and bit my bottom lip.

"Well, actually … yes, I would." I held the book up. "This certainly wouldn't have been my first choice, that's for sure."

Nick grabbed the book from my hand and started to page through the aging parchment.

"The hell …" Nick looked up at me with a devilish smile on his face. "Looks like it might be a little more interesting than what I remembered back in high school. Don't remember my copy having pictures in it …"

I started to blush, realizing that Nick was lookin' at some of the drawings that were in the book.

I felt so embarrassed, like I'd been caught with a copy of Playboy or somethin' …


"Oh, yeah … those …"

Nick laughed.

"Yeah … definitely not like the version I read." He paused. "Ya sure ya don't want to keep this up here with you?"

"Yeah … I'm sure."

"Ya sure? I could just leave this here … and bring up some other books just like it if ya want."

God, he was makin' me real uncomfortable with this conversation. I wasn't used to talkin' to people, especially, men bout things like this.


I was totally embarrassed.

"No, that's fine. No more books like that, thanks."

"Why …? Maybe ya saw somethin' in there that ya liked?"

Was he really goin' there …?


"No, I'm sure."

"Alright then …" Nick paused and laughed under his breath. "Maybe I'll bring ya somethin' a little more excitin'…would ya like that?"

"Yeah, sure. Whatever …"

"Want me to check and see if they have any other books with fun … drawings like this one …? Like your copy of Moby … Dick …?"

Yuck, now he's really pushin' it …I wish he'd just leave already!


"No, Nick. Just somethin' light … maybe Harry Potter or somethin' like that."

Nick scowled his face; he didn't seem to like my suggestion.

"Ain't that like a kids book or somethin'?"

"Well, yes, technically …"

Nick then rudely interrupted me.


"Well, ya don't look like no kid to me … in fact … ya look more like a woman to me, especially, with that body." He paused and looked me up and down. I instinctively reached for the top of my shirt and made sure the top button was buttoned.

I didn't want him gettin' a look at anythin' he shouldn't be lookin' at.

Nick's innuendos were less than subtle, when he continued. "I think a woman like you could handle … somethin' a little more mature. Maybe somethin' erotic?"

I rolled my eyes and then my voice turned a little more insistent as my level of annoyance grew; my eyebrows furrowed as I quickly yet politely corrected Nick.

"Yes, I'm sure I could read a lot of things. Hell, I could just keep reading this old thing … but that's not the point! If you wanna do me a favor see if they've got somethin' that a kid would like. Harry Potter. Lord of the Rings. Just something where I can escape from this tiny cell for a moment. That's all!" I paused. "And, enough with the all the sexual innuendos, Nick. Seriously!"

I really wasn't in the mood for Nick's perverted comments … like not at all.


Nick looked a little stunned by my assertive little tirade. I hadn't meant it to be mean, just firm. I didn't like how he constantly twisted our conversation to somethin' sexual. With Daryl gone, I really wanted to make sure that Nick got the hint.

And, from the look on his face; I think he did.

His arms went in the air as if to surrender. "Alright. Sorry, Beth. I … I … didn't mean to offend ya. It's just how I talk sometimes … especially when I get nervous around girls that I … like." Nick stood up with his head hung low. "I'm sorry, Beth."

He headed for the door; looking more like a dog with his tail between his legs. I immediately started to feel bad; it wasn't like me to be so short with someone.

And, he … liked me? What was that all about?


Before he even got to the doorway, I was feelin' more than just guilty – I felt ashamed for bein' so rude.

"Nick, wait!"

Nick turned around; his face looked saddened.

"Yeah Beth?"

I looked down at the dingy book in my hands, with the word "Dick" underlined in the title. I couldn't help but think that obviously Nick wasn't the only man in the world that had a dirty mind like a thirteen year old boy. The thought actually made me giggle a little.

Perhaps I was too harsh on him …


Nick smiled. "What …? What's that all about? Why're ya laughin'?"

I looked back up at him.

"Oh nothin'." I paused for a moment; my eyes focused more intently on his, which I found to be filled with sincerity at the moment. I needed to apologize; it was the right thing to do. He was just a silly boy, makin' stupid comments cause he was nervous. I didn't need to rip his head off for it.

"I'm sorry, Nick. That was extremely rude of me. I guess … I'm just still outta sorts and not feelin' well, is all. I shouldn't have been so short with you. Would ya accept my apology for that?"

"Hey, hey … ya have nothin' to apologize for. I should be the one apologizin' … I shouldn't been makin' those stupid comments. I'm sorry if I made ya uncomfortable. Ya gotta believe me … it's literally the last thing I wanted to do."

He seemed so sincere. I did believe him. I didn't think he was bein' crude to make me feel any which way … he was just bein' … himself. And, part of him was crude … while the other part was incredibly sweet for thinkin' bout me. I mean, he also risked his life goin' out for the meds with Daryl and Glenn. And, I never even thanked him properly for it.

"I know Nick. It's fine. I overreacted anyways."

Nick walked back over to my bed and reached for the book.

"May I? I promise I'll get ya somethin' fun to read. Get your mind outta this place, somewhere fun, okay?"

"Okay. Thanks."

I handed him the book and I noticed that he was tryin' his best to hold it back, but eventually he produced a smile that seemed to reach from ear to ear … he was beaming. His smile was infectious, and I found myself smiling right back at him.

"I really appreciate this … you're a good friend, Nick."

However, it was in that moment and in the way he was lookin' at me …I could not only see his sincerity but also his eyes told me another story … Nick didn't think of me as just a friend; he was interested in somethin' more.

My mind raced a bit as he continued you to talk. This little realization that a guy liked me wouldn't have been such bad news say a couple of years ago … or if things were different. But, I was with Daryl now, and me and Nick … well, that was never gonna happen.

"Is this gonna complicate things?" I wondered to myself.


I was really hopin' this wasn't gonna get weird.

I finally got my head back into the conversation in time before Nick even noticed I had been lost in thought.

"And, I promise I'll double check it and make sure there's not any … well, at least not too many drawings and things inside. I'll make sure it's PG-13, okay darlin'?"

I rolled my eyes a little. "Sounds perfect, Nick."

We both started to laugh out loud.

And, then I had a funny vision of Nick in the prison library scouring the place for a kid's book and lookin' through every page makin' sure there was nothin' offensive in them. It was too funny, but sweet all at the same time.

Nick nodded and walked back towards the door of the cell, but the vision of him the library made me smile to myself.

Nick was a good guy. A little rough around the edges, but nice.


"And, Nick …?" He turned to face me. "Thank you. Thank you for the book and … thank you for everythin'. I know that run was dangerous, and I never really did thank ya. So … thank you."

Nick looked a little shy in that one moment, which was unlike him. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he blushed.

"Ahh, it was nothin' Beth. Just wanted to help the group out." He paused and looked deep into my eyes. "I wanted to help you."

"Well, I want ya to know, I'm grateful." I nodded my head and smiled; I found myself feelin' a bit shy and looked away.


"I'll be back later then, alright?"

"See ya then …"

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A couple of hours later Nick returned with a huge stack of books. Five of the books from the Harry Potter series and the entire Lord of the Rings trilogy.

"Wow! Looks like ya brought the entire library with ya."

"Yeah … I figured I'd bring em all and let you decide which one ya wanted to read."

Nick walked over and set the books down on the floor, right next to the crate near bed.

"Looks like I got enough to keep me busy for quite a while. Thank you!"

"No problem. Well … I'm supposed to be workin' outside with Mike today. We're helpin' Rick and Hershel build an animal pen. Guess they're thinkin' bout raisin' some sort of livestock?"

"Yeah, well … we were farmers, ya know … before all this." I smiled to myself thinkin' bout all the times I'd wished I had grown up in the city, but now it looked like all our country livin' was really gonna come in handy. "Leave it up to daddy to get a farm up and runnin' as soon as possible."

"Sounds like a great plan to me. Good thing we got you and your daddy here to help us with all that."

I blushed and looked away.

"Yeah … I never woulda thought growin' up on farm might save my life one day. Go figure …"

We both laughed.

"Well … I guess I'll see ya …" I looked up at Nick from the stack of books I just laid in my lap.

Nick continued. "Actually, would ya mind if I checked in on ya tomorrow?"

I smiled. "No, that would be fine. Just fine."

"Great. Then, I'll see ya tomorrow. You can let me know which book ya decide on."

"Thanks again for the books, Nick. That was awful sweet of you."

"No problem … anythin' for you Beth."

Anythin' for you, Beth? What the heck was that all about?


Ugh, I didn't like the sound of that for some reason. Not one bit!

END OF CHAPTER SIXTEEN-PART ONE


Notes

So ...

Nick is definitely feelin' Beth now ... he thinks he's in love; he's found his dream girl.

QUESTIONS FOR MY READERS:

1. How delusional do you think Nick is? What's the vibe you're getting from his character?
2. How much trouble do you think Nick is gonna give Daryl & Beth as they try to hide this relationship from the group for now.
3. And, how upset is Nick going to be if he finds out ...?

So, let me know what you think about the questions above and what you think about this Nick character ... I'd love to hear your thoughts.

Also, of course ... definitely 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 Sixteen-Part two almost finished and I will post it as soon as it is done :-D !

Here's a Teaser Chapter Sixteen-Part Two:
Nick returns later that day with a selection of books for Beth, and he continues to relentlessly pursue her. Beth becomes truly disturbed by some of Nick's ideas about the future and what part she will play in them. Maggie visits Beth and the two sisters discuss life, love and the future. And, finally, Daryl returns from the supply run, but when he gets back he finds something really pisses him off ...

Looking forward to hearing from you all ;-D

xoxo,
Dahlia

Comments

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Flor_Do Flor_Do
3/1/16

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
9/26/15

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

WerkaZ WerkaZ
6/6/15

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

dprincess_87 dprincess_87
6/2/15

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

Bethyl333 Bethyl333
3/7/15