Hi all! This is my first Bethyl fanfic and my first TWD fanfic overall in this fandom! I hope you guys enjoy, please comment/vote/message me with any requests or questions you may have! I hope you guys like my writing, it's kind of hard to write Daryl. This story will mainly be in Beth's POV and some in third person. BTW, this story takes place directly when the group finds the prison and have killed off all the walkers around the prison. Tell me what you guys think and if I should continue!

Aspiring Dove

Chapter One

Beth's POV

I gazed up at the sun, the light blaring into my eyes as I squinted. I sighed, looking at the dead walkers on the floor. Daddy sighed next to me, walking over towards me.

"Come on, Bethy. Let's go inside," He said.

I sniffled and nodded, walking into the prison. We had settled in the cell block C, all the walkers wandering around the sectors of the prison had been killed off. Inside and out. It was an external death chamber. No living person could escape. When we locked the door just for safe-keeping, we all find some sort of comfort in the prison cells. Right then and there I wished I had just ended it, back at the farm. This world will never get better, and I don't think I would make it anyways. If I had been gone awhile ago, it wouldn't have slowed the group down and all my worries would have gone away.

"You okay, sweetie?" Lori asked as she kissed my forehead, leading me to the prison beds.

"I'm fine," I spoke, my Southern belle accent ringing as I heard the footsteps of the other group members walking down the hall.

"Mom!" Carl called.

"Excuse me," Lori smiled as she walked out of the cell to go find her son.

I pushed my body down as I laid on the bed, closing my eyes, feeling the rush of relaxation take over me.

I remembered the touch of Jimmy, his hands on my shoulders, his love melting my heart. He deserved better than me. All my boyfriends were kind and thoughtful. But as I was sitting there, basking at what the world was now, I realized that in this world all that I really want is to love and to be loved. I needed someone to comfort me - and I didn't know who. No one would come for me, Jimmy wouldn't come back to his human state and rush to find me. I mean, Maggie was happy. She had me. And Daddy. And Glenn. She had a family. She wasn't alone. People supported her. Loved her. I of course knew that I did.

I wanted someone to love. I needed somebody.

Tears slipped my now experienced eyes, as I stifled a sob into my pillow. I got up and realized that I could hear the voices or movements of no one in the cells. Walking out, I was met with Daryl.

"They left. Out scouting for more food and killing off them new walkers," He gruffed, explaining to me as I nodded.

"I get it. Thanks."

"Hey, girly. I'm going to be gathering more stuff I see around this prison. Stay here. If anything comes up to greet ya, just shout."

I sighed and went back into the cell I was in just moments before. The door locked as Daryl stepped into the dark cells.

Why was I just waiting here when I could end it myself? Why was I not doing anything to stop this madness from getting into my head? Before I sat on the bed, I lifted myself and walked over to unlock the main cell block door to follow Daryl into the halls - only I wasn't coming out.

A/N: Tell me if you guys want more! I'll get the next update to you guys soon!