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My Guardian

My Guardian: Chapter Five - Part Two

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Now back to our story ...



Daryl’s POV –

“I’m gonna miss you. You be careful out there, ya hear me?” Maggie cooed as she wrapped her arms around Glenn.

Their goodbyes always took forever, so I was glad they got started early today. While they told each other ‘I love you’ for the millionth time, I continued to load the truck that Glenn and I were going to take on the supply run.

“Alright, guys.Enough already. Geez.” I grumbled under my breath. “We gotta get on the road.”

“Truck’s ready?” Glenn calmly asked.

“Sure is. Are you ready?”

“Yeah ... sure.”

He mumbled some other stuff to Maggie, which I couldn’t hear. What I did hear was a faint voice coming from the prison.

“Hey, wait up.”

It was Beth; she was jogging down to the truck to meet us.

“Hey!” She managed to breathily squeak out; winded from her run through the prison and
through the yard.

“Oh! Hey …”

Her breathing was still heavy from her exertion as she continued to speak.

“I … I wanted to give you this. Ya know? For good luck.”

Beth reached out and I could see she had something in her hand.

“What is it?” I looked at her questioningly.

She opened her hand and she was holding some kind of small plant.

“It’s a four-leafed clover. I found a patch of em growing near the fence.”

I reached out and picked up the clover; gently as to no crush the delicate leaves.

“All be damned. It sure is.” I looked at her and smiled. “How the hell’d you find that?”

“I saw the clover patch and there was actually a quite a few all bunched together.”


“Yeah … so, I thought you could take it with you for good luck. I know you can take care of yourself, but … it can’t hurt, right?” She smiled sheepishly and looked down to the ground. She got so shy sometimes; it was real sweet.

“Well … thanks. I appreciate that.” I took the clover and placed it in the pocket of my shirt and buttoned it closed. “I’ll keep it with me … for good luck.”

“I know it’s silly … I just … I just want to make sure you …” She nodded towards Glenn. “And, Glenn make it back here in one piece.”

“We will. Don’t ya worry.” I reassured her.

Unexpectedly, she reached in and wrapped her arms around my waist and put her head against my chest. I held my hands up, not knowing exactly what to do with them before finally pulling her in for a hug.

She looked up at me with her big blue eyes; the look of concern bore deep from within her. Then, she released me from her embrace.

I went to walk away when she grabbed my hand and made a quiet request. “Just be careful, will ya?”

I replied with a sly smile and a wink. “Oh, I will.”


Glenn and I had been on the road for about an hour when we passed by a CVS Pharmacy; had about a dozen walkers wandering around the parking lot.

“That’s probably our best bet for Hershel and Carol’s list.”

“Yeah, you want me to stop?”

“Nah, head up the road a little ways. Think I remember seeing a hardware store round here somewhere.”

We drove for about a half mile, when saw the sign for “Miles Hardware.”

“There it is – told ya.” I smiled; pleased with myself for remembering the place.

Glenn turned to me. “Looks like there aren’t too many walkers out front.”

I nodded.

As soon as we pulled into the parking lot, the few walkers that were out front immediately turned and headed for us. I jumped out of the car and picked off all four of them before Glenn made it to one; bashing in its head with a mallet.

“That was easy enough.” Glenn laughed in relief.

“Yeah. Now let’s see if Miles is home.” I nodded towards the hardware store.

I started to retrieve my bolts from each of the walkers I had killed; pulling them from their heads and shaking off the goo before putting them back into the holster.

Glenn and I quickly made our way to the building supply store. The door was locked, so I thumped my fist on the front window. Any walkers inside and they’d come runnin’ up to the front. Little trick we learned – at least we’d know how many we were dealing with before going into a place.

I knocked a few more times and nothing, no walkers. So, I took an axe we had in the truck and busted through the door.

“Anyone in here?” I yelled out. Hoping to call out any other walkers that might not have heard the knocking.

“Looks like its empty.”

“Alright, you got the list?”


Glenn ran down one of the aisles, while I looked down and Rick had a bunch of shit listed: axes, wood, hammers, nails, lumber, hoe and gardening supplies, seeds, fertilizer, planters, etc.

“Damn! Got a lot of stuff on here.”

“Hey!” Glenn called out. “There’s a wheel barrel here. Let’s fill the supplies in here; it’ll be easier
to transport.”

“Nice!” I smiled – that would make this run a little easier.

We loaded up all the items and returned back to the truck. A few more walkers had found their way to the parking lot, but I quickly dispatched of each of them with a bolt to each of their heads. Glenn loaded the supplies in the truck and we lifted the wheel barrel into the flatbed. We went back in several more times and grabbed as much lumber as we could and loaded it into back of the truck.

“There … that should be enough to get things started. And, if we need more, we now where to come back to.”

I smiled and wiped the sweat from my brow. I looked around; keeping an eye out for any straggler walkers and didn’t see any.

“Alright, what’s next?” Glenn asked.

“Hershel’s list, some items Carol wanted and a couple of things for Judith. Let’s head back to that CVS and finish up.”

Glenn nodded and hopped into the truck, and we drove down the road back to the CVS Pharmacy.

“Should be some good shit in here. Got a lot of walkers though.” I chewed at the skin around my thumb as I counted the walkers surrounding the place. I counted 20 and that was quite a few for just me and Glenn. We’d taken on more, we just needed to be careful bout it.

“Alright. I got ten bolts. I’m gonna take out some of the walkers closest, you go in and I’ll be right behind you.”

We pulled the truck in as close and quietly as we could. Glenn turned off the engine and I jumped out and started picking em off one by one. There was walker blood and goo everywhere. I was out of bolts; killing off some of the last walkers when I saw Glenn was getting into trouble with a very large walker. The walker was really wrestling with Glenn, trying to bite him. I didn’t have any bolts and none close by that I could retrieve, so I pulled out my pistol and shot the walker in the head; nearly taking the whole guys head off.

Glenn looked a little flustered by his close call.

“Thanks. That was a close one.”

“What happened?”

I listened while I grabbed my bolts from the walkers; Glenn looked shook up.

“He grabbed me from behind and I dropped the mallet. I spun around before he could bite me, but I had to use both hands to keep him off me; couldn’t get to my knife.”

“Well, hey. That’s what I’m here for – to watch your back, right?”

“Right.” He exhaled deeply.

I wanted to make sure he was ready for the next round of walkers that could be waiting for us behind the sliding doors of the CVS.

“Ya ready to head in?”

Glenn didn’t say nothin’, he just nodded yes.

“Alright. Let’s do this.”

I walked up the closed sliding glass doors. I knocked loudly on the glass several times. We waited for about three or four minutes before I took an axe to the glass; shattering the door into a million pieces.

We walked over the broken glass and noticed that the place looked like it had been looted, but there was still plenty of stuff on the shelves.

“Glenn, head back to the pharmacy. Here’s the list of medical supplies Hershel wanted. Go ahead and grab any other medicine or antibiotics left behind.”

Glenn nodded and walked briskly down aisle one towards the back of the store; towards the pharmacy. I walked down one of the aisles; had shoes, fleece jackets, socks, underwear, all kinds of clothing. Not the nicest, but it would due. I grabbed a basket and threw in as much as the basket and my arms could hold. I threw the clothing in the back of the truck. On my way back in, Glenn passed by me. He had three baskets filled with pills, cough and cold medicine, first aid stuff, and another basket … filled with …

I stopped and grabbed Glenn’s arm. “The hell ya doin’?” I laughed.

“What?” I nodded down to his basket. “Oh, the condoms? What?" He smiled. "There not as easy to come by these days as you would think.”

We both laughed and I headed back in.

Next aisle I hit up was the baby aisle. This kinda stuff was really not my thing - never had been around babies before Judith. But, I was getting the hang of it, now that I was Uncle Daryl I had started familiarize myself with some of the terminology on the list: wipes, baby powder, diapers – lots of them, formula, baby food –canned and packaged, teething ring, pacifiers – lots, etc. I used a sweep of my arm to just pull all the baby items off the shelves and dump them into the basket. I even picked up some baby clothes, wash cloths, a few toys and books that they had on a rack nearby.

Passed by the liquor aisle and grabbed a few 24 packs of beer from the old refrigerated cases and tossed em underneath the basket, and even threw in several bottles of Jack Daniel’s in with the baby stuff.

“That should do it.” I said to myself.

I walked towards the front of the store and noticed that walkers were filing into the store one right after the other.

Glenn walked up behind me and looked at the army of walkers that were now entering the store.

“Must of heard the gunshot. Damn!”

“Hey, I got the rest of the stuff … let’s get the hell out of here. There’s a back door near the pharmacy.”

Glenn grabbed the basket and we carefully made our way to the back. We encountered a few of the walkers, which I put a well placed knife in their skull; sending them to the floor.
As we got to the back door, I noticed that the candy aisle was just a couple of aisles over.

Glenn opened the back door. “It’s all clear. Come on.” Glenn waved for me to exit the store, and
I remembered that I promised Beth to look for her Butterfingers.

Damn! Should’ve gotten those first.” I mumbled to myself.

“What? Come on, Daryl! We gotta go.”

I shook my head no. “Go on; wait by the door … or outside if ya need to. I’ll be right back.”

I made my way for the candy aisle and knifed a few walkers before finding my way to the junk food aisle. Chips, cookies, candy bars – you name it. I searched the shelving looking for the yellow packaging that Butterfingers come in, and I couldn’t see it.

”The hell?”

It was like they had every other kind, but Butterfingers.

A walker stumbled up to me, which I knifed in the brain.

Come on!”

Then, I noticed the whole herd was making there way down each end of the aisle.


I looked to see which way had the fewest walkers and they both seemed to be at least a dozen deep. I looked around for an exit strategy and grabbed a hold of the shelf and pulled myself to the top. The walkers converged on the ground in a pack below me; moaning and reaching up trying to grab at my feet.

I balanced along the top of the shelving; hoping it wouldn’t give way to my weight and quickly made it to the front of the store which was now clear of walkers. I quickly jumped off the shelving and as I ran towards the door I noticed a rack of candy bars near the register. And, to my great surprise – there they were; a whole box of Butterfingers. I quickly grabbed the box along with a few other boxes of candy bars and ran out the door to the truck where Glenn was waiting.

I threw the candy bars in the cab of the truck and ran around to meet Glenn at the back of the truck. Not one minute later some of the walkers that had followed us into the store were now making their way back outside. So, reached for the bottom the basket and had Glenn help me throw it in the back of the truck, closed the gate and jumped in the cab of the truck.
“Come on, let’s get the hell out of here!”

As soon as we were both inside, a bunch of walkers had wandered over the truck and started beating on the front of the truck; one growling and clawing at the driver’s side window.
“Motherfucker!” Glenn yelled and slammed his hand down hard on the steering wheel as he quickly started the truck and sped off in reverse, managing to run over the foot of the walker that had been banging on his window and now it was hobbling around with it’s foot crushed, splayed out to the side.

We both exhaled a sigh of relief as we made our way back in the direction of the prison, but it didn’t take Glenn long before he started in on me.

“What the hell was that?” He didn’t try to hide the fact that he was seriously pissed.


I looked over at him as calmly as I could; trying to hide my motivations for almost becoming walker lunch.

“What do you mean, nothing? You almost got yourself killed going back in there. What the hell did you get, anyways?”

“Just got a few things that weren’t on the list.”

“Oh! Like the Jack Daniel’s and beer?”

“Somethin’ like that.”

“Well, what was it?”

“Nothin’, man. Leave it alone.”

I rolled down the window to let in some fresh air.

Glenn reached down to the floor boards of the truck.

“What the hell are these? Candy bars?” He picked up one of the Butterfingers and held it up. “Is this what you went back in for? Are you nuts!”

“Yeah, so what.” I tried to brush it off.

“You almost got yourself killed for some candy bars. Really? What the hell, Daryl?”

Glenn paused and just stared at me – irritated. Then, he pulled the truck over.

“Alright. Out with it.”

“Come on, man. Just get back on the road. I wanna get back before dark.”

“No. Not until you tell me why the fuck you would pull a stunt like that. It’s not like you.”

“What’s not like me?”

“To be so careless. And, for what? A candy bar? What’s goin’ on with you? You got a death wish or somethin’?”

Glenn was obviously looking into this more than he needed to, so I just told him …

“They’re for Beth.” I said quietly as I looked away and scratched the back of my head.

Glenn just stared at me with a puzzled look on his face.

“For Beth?” He didn’t seem to believe me.

“Yeah. For Beth. That alright with you?”

“Okay. It’s just not …”

I interrupted him.

“I know, I know. It’s not like me to do stupid shit like that.” I paused. “It’s jus that Beth said they were her favorite … and … she hadn’t had one since this whole thing started. Thought I’d surprise her.”

“Oh? Okay.” Glenn shook his head. Although he was even more confused by my answer, he went ahead and pulled the truck back onto the road and we continued to make our way home.

“So, you risked your life to get chocolate for Beth – that was … very sweet of you, Daryl.”

“Shut up …” I rolled my eyes as he continued to tease me about my little misadventure.

“You’re never gonna live this one down.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.”



So, let me know what you think; like it, love it, hate it ... let me know your thoughts. You know I love to hear from you :-D

Chapter Six Teaser: Daryl has a surprise for Beth, but when he gets back he sees something that he doesn’t really like. Beth spends some time with Nick, and we get a glimpse into this new character’s personality.

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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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