Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with The Walking Dead or The Boondock Saints. I'm just a fan of both, so don't sue me.

A/N:

1) I wrote this story after reading YLover's "The Saints Came Marching In" just to fill some time between her updates. My story doesn't follow her story's timeline or actions (though my story would be happening somewhere post chapter 13 of her story). My story is completely independent of her's, but it might help to read her story first. And you should anyway, because it is just plain awesome. She is the master, and I am but a lowly apprentice.

2) The timeline in reference to TWD is somewhere after Beth was kidnapped on the show and post Terminus for Daryl.

3) If you're not familiar with "The Saints Came Marching In", the synopsis is that Beth was rescued from being raped and almost killed by the men who took her in "Alone". Her rescuers turned out to be none other than the boys from The Boondock Saints 2 (Connor and Murphy MacManus, Romeo, and Brian Duffy) and now they are all becoming very close. If you haven't seen TBS, well, that's just sad. Especially if you're a Norman Reedus fan. You really should rectify that problem immediately.

4) Anything in italics represents internal dialogue (thoughts or dreams).

Of Saints and Georgia Peaches

Chapter 1: Connor Was First

Connor was the first. Beth had completely fallen for all four of the men that had come to her rescue – each for completely different reasons. But Connor was the first.

Murphy and Connor had taken shifts sleeping in her bed. She was still terrified, even now, of waking up alone. And the nightmares? Well the nightmares still continued despite her guardian Saints. This night in particular was especially bad…

Beth was back in her old house, trapped inside, and the whole place was on fire like the barn had once been. Every window that Beth ran to for escape had walkers pressed up against the glass. Maggie and Glen, Rick and Carl, Tyreese and Sasha, Daddy and Michonne…Daryl – all walkers and all waiting for her to turn and join them. She thought Daryl was the worst image she had encountered since the beginning of this whole apocalypse. He was supposed to be the last man standing, but she let him down. Abandoned him. Now look what happened. She was so brokenhearted that she considered going out the window and surrendering herself to him, but she knew that her other companions were waiting for her somewhere. Where were Murphy and the others? Beth couldn't remember, but she just knew she had to get away and back to them. Beth ran and ripped at the back door, only to find Murphy and Connor waiting for her with Romeo and Brian right behind them at the bottom of the steps. Beth was elated to run into their arms to safety…until they turned and started ripping at her flesh.

Connor was there in the bed with his strong arms wrapped tightly around her, one hand over her mouth so she didn't wake the others with her screams. Beth was awake, but still stuck somewhere between dreaming and sleep and it took a minute to get herself together. Connor whispered soft words in French as he soothed her back into reality.

Truth be told, Connor was just as disconcerted as Beth about this nightmare. He always was when she woke screaming his name, or the others', in terror. Or calling for "her Daryl" like a little lost lamb. The last thing he wanted for Beth was for her to be afraid or hurt, and these nightmares of hers were the only thing he and the others hadn't figured out how to protect her from.

He wondered if having Daryl here would ease her mind, but he wasn't sure he wanted to think about what would happen if he were. Would he take Beth from them? Would she be happy to go? Would it be worth it if they knew Daryl was what she needed? These were all questions that Connor had discussed with Murphy, Romeo, and Duffy. But they had come to no good conclusions. They were going to help Beth find him, for certain, but it scared the shit out of all of them.

"Easy darlin'. It's just another bad dream. S'ok now. I got ya. Ya wanna tell be 'bout it this time?"

Beth shook her head, turned and buried her face into Connor's shoulder and let the tears come. As they always did. This time was especially bad, but Connor just held her tight and let her cry all over him. He hoped it was literally to her heart's content. When her tears had finally subsided, Connor's shirt was a mess and he moved away from Beth to change. Beth had hold of his arm immediately. "Please Connor, just stay, please."

Connor looked at her for just a moment and finally made a decision. "Shh. Shh. Shh. It's ok. I'm na goin' anywhere." Connor reached over his head, grabbing the back of his shirt and gracefully removed it with one swipe of his arm. The moonlight shining through the bedroom window glowed off of his bare skin as he moved back to Beth's arms. Beth was a bit overwhelmed. She really hadn't thought about this scenario, but it instantly thrilled her. The heavy emotions and aftermath of the nightmare were gone completely. As she snuggled down into the firm warm flesh of Connor's chest, Beth thought she may have found a cure for any heartache.

Beth couldn't believe how incredibly right it felt to be pressed against Connor like this. The touch of his skin against her face was almost electric. She wondered if it was just her, or if Connor felt it as well. She risked a glance up to his face to get a read on his thoughts. Her eyes met his instantly, almost as if he had been willing her to look up at him. What Beth saw in his swimming blue eyes was new to her. There was love there, of course. She was used to seeing that in the eyes of all four of the men she was with. Love was familiar, but now there was something else, something different and deeper and far more intense.

"Beth?" Connor asked. Beth didn't understand what he was trying to ask her so she stayed quiet and kept gazing into the emotional ocean flowing out before her in Connor's face. He didn't ask anything else or say anything else, but he brought his lips down to hers gently and pulled her closer into his bare chest. Beth couldn't believe what was happening but she went with it because it was Connor and it felt right in her heart.

Connor deepened the kiss and Beth opened her mouth to allow his tongue in. The kiss was gentle and lovely, slow and passionate. Beth's heart soared. The connection and the love that she had shared with Connor before grew and intensified with every continuing moment. I have to have more, Beth thought. By the time Connor finally pulled back, Beth had already made her decision.

She drew away from him and made to stand by the bed. Connor was on his knees on the bed instantly, arm outstretched for her, trying to draw her back. "I'm sorry, Beth. Don' go. I didn't mean to scare ya away."

Beth chuckled softly. "Connor, you couldn't scare me if you tried. Relax. This is as far as I'm going." He looked confused until Beth started removing her clothes. It didn't take long since she had only worn a t-shirt and shorts to bed. Everything else, including her underwear, was hanging up to dry in the laundry room downstairs. Connor didn't say a word. He just sat back on his thighs and drank Beth in as she led him down this path.

When she was completely naked, she just stood in the moonlight for a moment and tried to figure out what to do next. This was the first time that Beth had been naked in front of a man, at least when she wasn't unconscious or badly injured. She wasn't sure what the next move was supposed to be, but she wasn't embarrassed. After all, this was Connor.

After he took a moment to appreciate the angel that was baring herself to him, Connor reached out a hand and drew Beth back onto the bed with him. She knelt on her knees the same way that Connor was and waited for him to show her what to do. Connor understood without Beth telling him that she wanted him to take the lead now. He prayed silently that he would have the strength to make this right for her. He wanted it to be perfect. She deserved it. He knew, though, that this had to be her first time so he wasn't certain how "perfect" it would feel for her. He'd never been with a virgin, but he'd heard that it was painful and embarrassing for a girl the first time. He was determined to do better for Beth.

He leaned forward with both hands to touch her face, stroking her forehead lightly and pushing her hair back gently before he kissed her again. This time she opened her lips to him immediately and their tongues danced together as their kiss intensified. Connor let his hands travel down over her delicate throat, caressing her thin shoulders, and down her arms farther until he was holding both her hands in his own. When their kiss finally broke, he brought her hands up and around his waist as he moved himself closer to Beth's body.

Connor kissed her sweetly again and again as he let his hands roam all over her bare body. Beth's own hands were busy massaging Connor's bare back, twisting in his hair, and running along the patches of golden hair on his chest. Beth didn't flinch or gasp at the feel any of his caresses. Connor was starting to wonder if she was really as green at this as he had thought. When he finally brought his fingers gently to the apex of her thighs, however, he finally heard the sharp intake of breath that he had been expecting. His eyes went to hers, then, and he just let his fingers linger there unmoving for a moment.

"Ye ever let anyone else touch ye like this?" His fingers moved gently against her most sensitive spot. Beth just shook her head lightly, confirming his theory. "Well is it ok now…with me? Do ye like it?" He asked as he moved his fingers more firmly against her. Beth didn't want to try to form any words at this point. She just threw her head back, spread her legs a bit farther apart for him, and grabbed Connor's wrist to make sure he didn't pull away until she was ready.

Connor chuckled into Beth's neck at her response. "I'll take tha' as a yes then."

His fingers worked over her, dipping inside just slightly. Connor was mesmerized as he watched Beth's face. He had always thought she was beautiful, but as he watched her react in this way to him he was certain that she was the most gorgeous creature that had ever existed on the face of the earth. He hadn't thought of her in a sexual capacity before a few minutes ago, but now he wanted her so badly he couldn't stand it and his jeans were becoming increasingly uncomfortable. He was afraid he wasn't going to be able to last long.

When Connor pulled back from her, Beth almost panicked. She had been steadily closing in on something spectacular at her core. She was disappointed at the interruption and was afraid maybe she had done something wrong. "S'ok. Just lie back. I've just got ta lose these clothes." He quickly removed his jeans and boxers and then took a moment to stare at Beth as she stretched out in front of him.

Beth laid back and tried to relax a bit against the pillows as she took her turn to watch as Connor undressed. Beth hadn't been nervous until this point, but the feeling started to grow as Connor unbuttoned and unzipped his pants in front of her. Beth was astonished at what she was seeing. This man was beautiful. Taut skin over toned lean muscle. Beth's body was thin but still womanly with soft curves. Connor, however, was all hard planes and sharp angles. And then there was his cock, which was also hard and sharp looking. Truth be told, it frightened her a bit and reminded her where this little session she had started was really going.

"Beth, ya look uncertain. Da ya wanta stop?" Connor was looking at her with serious concern etched on his face, but that hungry edge was still there right under the surface. Beth wondered if the same things weren't painted on her own face.

"No, Connor. I don't want to stop." Beth smiled up at him and reached out her hand for his.

Their coupling was slow and tender. Connor made sure that she was wet and ready for him, but when he finally penetrated her Beth still cried out quietly against his shoulder. Connor winced right along with her and made a move to pull back and stop. Instead, Beth moved her hips against him, urging him onward, and wrapped her arms around his neck. They made love that way with Connor's forehead pressed firmly against Beth's, eyes locked to each other. When Connor found his release, Beth shed a few tears of happiness. She hadn't reached an orgasm, but the emotional bond that had been forged was far more satisfying than anything else she could have imagined.

Connor stayed inside her while they kissed and recovered. "Ya ok girl?" Beth just grinned up at him while she tried to think of something smart with which to respond. Her brain was still buzzing distractedly, though, and they were interrupted before she could come up with anything.

"Wha's happening 'ere?" Beth and Connor both looked up to find Murphy propped in the doorway looking like he may have just swallowed his own tongue. Beth couldn't help but giggle at the look on his face. Surprisingly, she wasn't embarrassed to be caught in this situation. It was Murphy, after all. Beth wondered if it would be just as powerful to share this type of bond with him, as well. What would Maggie say if she knew what I just did - or what I'm thinking about doing now? Beth couldn't help but giggle even more thinking about her sister's reaction. Beth thought briefly that she may have lost her mind, but what she had just experienced with Connor was amazing. Sharing it with Murphy, too, would surely be worth stepping even further out of her box. Things are about to get very interesting...

Last A/N: So has Beth lost her mind? What on earth will Daryl say if (or when) he finds out? Please review and let me know what you think! You can also connect with me on tumblr LolaRitaVida. I DO ship Bethyl, so join me for some convos over there regarding S5. OH! And for you fellow Bethyl shippers, there will be some yummy Bethyl goodness later in this story, so stay tuned.

Once again, THANK YOU THANK YOU to YLover for being such an inspiration. Again, this story is just an off-shoot of her story "The Saints Came Marching In". GO READ HER STORY, IT IS WONDERFUL!