So, this is a one shot, the prompt suggested by the lovely jazznsmoke! Hope you all like it. I am such a goober, I love Taylor Swift and I don't even care if you guys judge me. Taylor Swift was my first concert, back in 2007 when her first album came out. It was actually great! Haha. Hope you enjoy, everyone! Much love!

-Mandy


The romance of Daryl Dixon and Beth Greene had been a whirlwind.

They met by complete accident. He had been driving late one night, and she was walking alongside the road, having been ditched by her then-boyfriend, Zach. Daryl, ever the gentleman, had dropped her off at her sister, Maggie's apartment. The next day, Beth wound up being his waitress at the local diner in town. The two had been inseparable since, running off to the Smoky Mountains to elope just six months later. Hershel had been furious at first, but Annette was thrilled, stating that Beth had never been one for crowds or a flashy show.

And here they were, three months later, driving to Maggie's apartment in Atlanta for her and Glenn's engagement party. Beth plugged her iPod into the cord, letting the music flow through the speakers. It was Taylor Swift's "Blank Space", and Beth began to sing at the top of her lungs.

Nice to meet you, where you been?
I could show you incredible things
Magic, madness, heaven, sin
Saw you there and I thought
Oh my God, look at that face
You look like my next mistake
Love's a game, wanna play?
New money, suit and tie
I can read you like a magazine
Ain't it funny, rumors fly
And I know you heard about me
So hey, let's be friends
I'm dying to see how this one ends
Grab your passport and my hand
I can make the bad guys good for a weekend
So it's gonna be forever
Or it's gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it's over
If the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
'Cause you know I love the players
And you love the game
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space, baby
And I'll write your name

Daryl gave Beth smirk, rolling his eyes as Beth began to dance wildly in the passenger seat. Beth was pulling out all the stops, being extremely theatrical as the song hit its second verse. She was even halfway doing "the sprinkler", when Daryl turned to her, laughing, as she stopped dancing, suddenly self-conscious.

"Sorry." Beth muttered sheepishly.

"No, no. You're cute when ya sing." Daryl replied, rubbing her cheek, "But that's a girly song."

"Duh, Daryl, Taylor Swift is a girl." Beth giggled, turning up the song for the final chorus. She began to be even more theatrical this time, dancing and flailing her arms wildly. Daryl couldn't help but appreciate moments like that, when it was just the two of them together. Beth was Daryl's polar opposite; very much an extrovert, who loved girly things. Yet, for some reason that Daryl couldn't understand, sweet little Beth Greene fell for him, and he made her Beth Dixon.

"Ya know, that ain't 'er best song." Daryl said absentmindedly.

"Excuse me?" Beth asked, a wide smile spreading across her face.

"Ya heard me. Ain't her best song." Daryl huffed. Beth knew she had him now, now she could trap him.

"Fine, then, Daryl Dixon, you show me what song is her 'best song', since this masterpiece clearly isn't." Beth teased.

"Fine, missy. I'll show ya." Daryl said, grabbing the iPod. Keeping it from Beth, he found what he thought was the 'best' Taylor Swift song, and would prove to Beth that "Blank Space" couldn't hold a candle to it. The song began to play, and recognition began to spread across Beth's features, making her sing along softly.

Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
The jury's out, but my choice is you
So don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours

"Daryl." Beth said, her eyes misty. That was the first song she ever played for him. It was right after they'd decided to elope, and Daryl was beginning to have doubts, because of Hershel's disapproval. Beth, ever the patient one, knew that Daryl had insecurities, and knew that he was worried that she suddenly wouldn't want him anymore. So, Beth did what she knew best: she put her thoughts into music. And it just so happened that "Ours" was fitting.

And it's not theirs to speculate
If it's wrong and
Your hands are tough
But they are where mine belong and
I'll fight their doubt and give you faith
With this song for you
'Cause I love the gap between your teeth
And I love the riddles that you speak
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
'Cause my heart is yours
So don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
Don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
But they can't take what's ours
They can't take what's ours

"Okay, okay, ya got me there. You're right. This is her best song." Beth said, laying her head back on the headrest in the truck.

"Yeah, but it's better when you sing it." Daryl told her, squeezing her hand.

"You think so?" Beth asked, grinning.

"'Course I do. That's what won me over." Daryl said, winking.

"You're a goofball, Daryl Dixon, but I love you." Beth said, leaning over to kiss Daryl's cheek.

"Love you too." Daryl said, "But if you ever tell anyone I listen to this shit, I'll never let you play music in the car again."

"I promise, not a word." Beth laughed.

It's not that Daryl didn't want anyone to know, his manliness wasn't threatened. However, the truth of the matter was, it was Beth's voice with the words that Daryl loved, and he could listen to her all day long. So, even though it was Taylor Swift, Daryl loved to watch Beth sing and dance in the car, and in the kitchen, and anywhere that music played.

Because the fact of the matter was, he loved Beth Dixon with everything he had, and her voice could make just about any song ever written his new favorite.