For those of us unwilling to be content with Beths shocking death. I'm still sad, I didn't think I would be affected if she died really. I think it was more Daryl's reaction to it all. So here's this little tidbit for everyone pining for a happy ending
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So close...he stretches out a hand as Rick pulls her close. There is still tension in the air, so fragile. Her eyes stray to him, something rolling beneath the surface of cerulean irises. She smiles weakly, her heart visibly dropping when the prick-woman-cop barks out Noah's name.
Daryl looks to Rick before he turns, growling out the terms. But Noah relents and Daryl secretely hisses a satisfactory 'Yes'. Anything if it meant they could get out of here with Beth. And Carol. He forgets about her in the glow of relief.
But Beth stirs, looks in desperation.
"Beth," Daryl whispers in disgruntled tones.
His fingers follow her as he steps closer, eyes locked with the She Bitch feeling smug about having her ward back. Beth backs up, almost into Daryl's chest. He's ready to go and she just...she won't shut up.
She reaches for the cop, he sees a glint of silver. His eyes widen and he lungers for Beth, arms pressing her back as pain ripples through his chest. His eyes go wide, the world seems to slow as he sinks to the floor, first to one knee, then he trembles against the linoleum.
Oh fuck that hurts...why does it hurt so bad? His eyes roll, he sees the bitch staring down at him in mute horror, the trigger of her gun caught on the cord of her radio. So that's what happened. Daryl hisses in pain, squeezes his eyes shut.
When he opens them, Beth has his gun in her trembling hands. Somebody above him is rythmically chanting that they can fix him, its just a flesh wound; sure as hell feels like more than a flesh wound.
The sounds come flooding back, he finds his voice just before she pulls the trigger. "Beth," he croaks, barely above a whisper.
She snarls (though it sounds closer to a scream) and begins to empty the clip into Dawn. A weight slides against his back and Beth is still firing. Rick slams against her, manages to get the gun out of her hand. But before he can drag her away, she collapses, hands shaking over him.
"We're gonna fix you," she breathes, tears dotting her cheeks.
He coughs, feeling now where the pain is coming from. His shoulder, that bitch got him in the shoulder. Daryl shakes his head as a dick in a labcoat hovers above Beth and tries to smile.
"Just a fleshwound," hurts like hell.
Abover her shaky (strained) bark of laughter, he hears the doctor say 'He'll be fine.
But she just shakes her head, bows over him and breaths into his chest. "Asshole..."
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