A/N Hello so this is just a short sampler chapter to get a feel for the story. This takes place a while after episode 4-12 'Still' so before the funeral home and all that never happened. Hope you enjoy. (:

They had cleared the cabin earlier that day; it was now dusk and the temperature had begun to drop. Daryl had just got back with some fire wood, Beth was grateful the cabin had a wood stove.

"I found some peaches, and peanut butter." Beth exclaimed looking over to Daryl who was building the fire.

Daryl being Daryl just grunted, and continued what he was doing.

"Huh." Beth just sighed things were better between them now, but sometimes she wished he would have actual conversation with her instead of grunting all the time like a caveman.

He grabbed his pack and pulled out a yellow crinkly bag and opened it and began eating.

"Oh my god, are those?" Beth was in awe.

"Uh huh." Daryl flashed a small grin and continued eating.

"You have to share!" Beth said dumbfounded. "Where did you find- I want some please Daryl!?"

There Daryl was eating a bag of potato chips. He ate them slowly as if he was torturing her. Beth hadn't realized how much she had missed processed food until now, and she was gonna be pissed if Daryl didn't give her any.

'Daryl?' She asked again getting up out her chair and walking toward him, while he was leaning on the kitchen counter eating the chips. He still hadn't answered her and she was terrified he was going to eat all of them, sure peaches and peanut butter was fine, but he had potato chips!

There she was practically drooling watching Daryl eat them. He found it amusing, of course he was gonna share with her but she didn't know that. He had found them upstairs while clearing the cabin earlier, they hadn't even expired yet.

"Daryl!?" Beth begged, she looked like she was about to hit him.

"Yeah, m'kay fine." He grunted handing her the bag.

She was cute when she was angry. He thought to himself. Wait? What? Since when did he think of Beth like that, I mean he admired her and thought that she was good person and she helped him through some bullshit after the prison but cute? He shook the thoughts from his mind and continued to watch Beth scarf down the rest of the chips.

Daryl chuckled which was unusual but, he had never seen Beth eat like this she was literally taking four chips at a time and shoving them into her mouth, it wasn't like her she usually pecked at her food like a bird even if they hadn't eaten in a while, it was just her nature.

She looked up at him mid chew and smiled, had Daryl Dixon just laughed? She couldn't help herself she knew Daryl had never seen this side of her but, she didn't even care this was literally the best thing she had ever tasted. He was looking at her with his brows raised and mouth slightly open. She laughed at his expression. She finished off the chips and hoped that Daryl hadn't wanted anymore, because well it was too late now.

Later that night Daryl had went around the fence line and made sure that it was secure, it was only a wooden post fence that was about 5 foot tall, it wouldn't keep the walkers out for sure but it might slow them down a bit. Daryl thought to himself, he had also planned out an escape route in case they needed to get out fast.

Beth was lighting some candles upstairs near "her bed" for the night. The cabin had a small kitchen, one bathroom, a larger bed downstairs, and a twin bed upstairs in the loft. She had volunteered to take the twin sized bed being she was quite a bit smaller than Daryl and thought he'd be more comfortable in the larger one. Beth was just lighting the last candle when all of a sudden she heard a pop and what sounded like an engine? She popped up and ran down stairs to find Daryl turning on a lamp.

"Oh my god power?" Beth was pleasantly surprised.

"Yea found a generator hooked up out back, and there's quite a bit of gas in the shed. This place is a damn gold mine. We should keep tha lights low though. Ya know walkers aint the only threat out there." Daryl spouted.

"But ya know wha power means Greene?" Daryl said.

"What?" she asked.

"Warm showers." Daryl flashed a toothy grin.

Beth dropped her mouth open, and then smiled from ear to ear; she ran over and hugged Daryl. Beth felt him tense at her touch but she was so happy she didn't care. She knew Daryl didn't like physical contact with most people, she wondered why but knew better than to open that can of worms. Daryl had briefly opened up to her, but on his terms, and she knew if she asked him he'd shut her down. Beth pulled away still smiling at Daryl who looked slightly out of his element.

"You go ahead and shower first?" said Beth.

"Nah ladies first…" Daryl grunted nodding his head towards the bathroom. "Just don't use all the damn hot water. The water heater tank sucks quite a bit a juice."

"No I wasn't asking… Daryl no offense but you smell like a dead animal or I guess dead people for that matter?" Beth joked. He was covered in walker blood and guts and layered in dirt. She didn't look so hot either, her hair was tangled and her skin was greasy and muddy, but she wasn't near as dirty as Daryl.

Daryl just snorted then retreated to the bathroom he looked in the mirror and smelled himself. She was right, poor Beth he thought to himself he really did smell like road kill, looked like it too. Not that he really had any other choice. He showered fairly quickly leaving enough hot water for Beth. He threw on some clean clothes Beth had found upstairs, a pair of blue jeans a black t-shirt and a dark green flannel they were a bit small, but they'd have to do.

Beth was patiently waiting her turn, and as soon as Daryl came out she grabbed her set of clean clothes and headed to the shower, she had grabbed some sweats and a small tank top to sleep in, usually they slept in their clothes in case the shit hit the fan and they had to get out fast, but this was the safest they'd been since the prison so she would take her chances and actually be comfortable for once. Daryl went and plopped himself on the bed, it was like laying on a cloud he'd be okay with never getting up again. He thought to himself then let himself drift off into a deep slumber.

Beth ran the water and stepped in the shower feeling the water radiate her body from the outside in, giving her the chills, not that she was cold it just felt that incredible. All there was, was a bar of soap but it was certainly better than no soap at all… She bathed herself and stayed in until the water ran cold.

Stepping out Beth dried off and braided her wet hair to the side, and put her pajamas on. She exited the bathroom then quietly made her way to make sure all the doors were locked noticing that Daryl had fallen asleep, he looked clean and content ,she had watched Daryl sleep before but this time he was just so peaceful. He lightly snored letting Beth know that we was out for the night. Before he would just kind of lay and doze off for a while then wake up to make sure that she was okay and still keeping watch. She was looking forward to that too…actually getting to sleep. Not worrying about a walker taking a bite out of you.

She had known that Daryl had already nailed the place up tight before his shower, she just wanted to check, force of habit she guessed. She could never truly feel secure she didn't think, not after the prison.

Beth bit her lip, whenever she thought about the prison she thought about their lost home, Maggie, Judith…her Dad? Choking her feelings down Beth tip-toed up the stairs trying her best to not disturb Daryl, he deserved to rest. He had been protecting her non-stop, teaching her new skills on how to fend for herself, but he still watched her constantly, provided for her and had her back. They had been through a lot together these last few weeks.

A/N So tell me what you guys think I love reviews, I like to know if I should continue or not, I know that season 5 has already started and things have changed a lot but I just wanted to explore my own ideas on what happened after they got separated from the rest.(; SO please review !