Hi everyone this is my new Bethyl story. I am pretty sure I have never read anything like it before so I hope you all enjoy it. This story will follow them from childhood into the ZA. Things will follow the show a little but you will notice some big changes. I will put who's POV each chapter is in. This chapter is in 3rd person as it follows them both together as they grow up and fall in love.

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Without further ado I present Through Time a Bethyl Love Story

"Hi." She said as she sat next to him on the hard warming pavement next to the playground full of screaming kids. Her chuck covedred feet sticking out in front of her.

"Hi." He replied in a small quiet voice. Her too long hair was hanging in front of his eyes and covering his face.

"I'm Beth."

"Okay."

"What's your name?" She asked curiously as she twirled a small string fraying on her yellow sundress.

"Why?" Came his grumpy response. He shoved some of his hair from his face and looked at the small smiling blond girl sat next to him on the too hot ground. Her dress splayed out around her.

"Cuz I wanna know." She said stubbornly.

"Daryl." He said shyly. "Daryl Dixon."

"Nice ta meet ya Daryl. Wanna play stitch?" She asked him eagerly.

"What's stitch?"

"Oh my goodness I have to show you the show it is soooooo good you will love it I just know it. Stitch is this alien and he is best friends with Lilo a girl and they go on adventures and have so much fun. To play the game one person is stitch and the other is Lilo and we go on adventures and have fun."

"Never heard a the game 'fore."

"That's cuz I made it up." She replied. He smiled at her for the first time since she sat down. "Will you play?" She asked him hopeful.

"Nah, ya don't wanna play with me. Go find yer friends."

"Why don't I wanna play with you?"

"Cuz I'm a Dixon and Dixon's ain't no good." He told her honestly. His deep dark blue eyes looking into her lighter orbs. She just sat and stared at him for a long while. Her eyes never leaving his until he looked away unable to keep the eye contact.

"That's stupid." She was blunt, his head snapped back around to look at her again.

"Go away."

"Nope. I wanna be your friend and go on adventures. Don't matter to me what your last name is."

"Nobody else will ever talk to you if you are seen with me." He replied wishing she would get the hint but secretly hoping she would stay and make him go on all these adventures.

"Nobody else talks to me now so why should I care what they think." The sadness in her tone poured out of her. She wiggled a little in her spot the heat from the ground burning her legs and bottom. "I get it if you don't wanna talk to me either." She stood to leave but he caught her hand to stop her. As soon as he realized what he did he dropped her hand as if it had burned him.

"Why don't tha other kids talk to ya?" His curiosity was getting the better of him.

"I don't know they just whisper when I come into the room and then look at me funny. My mommy says they are just jealous but I think shes jnust sayin that."

"What kind of adventure do you wanna go on?" He asked changing the subject. Her blue eyes lit up like a street lamp as she squealed in delight. Her bell like laugh filled the air around them making other kids on the park look over. He blushed a deep crimson as she leaped closer to him throwing her arms around his upper body and hugging him tightly. He flinched under her touch which made her jump back.

"Sorry. No hugs." She said adamantly. "Let's go sailing the high seas and take turns walking the plank of death." Her voice took on a creepy tint at the end which made him chuckle in response. He followed her over to the balance beam on the older play ground away from the other kids. A teacher looked over watching them as they played nicley together. A small smile graced the lips of the onlooking educator.

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"Daryl come on it's gonna be fun."

"No parents are bad." He told her as she tugged on his arm as they were attempting to leave the classroom.

"Not my parents they are gonna love you I already told them all about you and the adventures we have and how we are best friends." She told him, still tugging away at his arm as his feet remained planted to the ground. They are the same age but she is small for her age making him tower over her already.

"Fine." He grummbled. He had only been best friends with the youngest Greene girl for a few weeks but he was already having trouble saying no to her. He followed her out of the school and to the old blue pickup waiting in the lot. Most of the other kids had already gone home for the day and so only a few cars remained.

"Hi Bethy, how was your day?" Her father Hershal said as he climbed out of his seat to help his daughter up.

"Good daddy."

"You must be Daryl. Hi son." He said to the small boy who was stood off to the side awkwardly.

"Sir."

"Call me Hershal, none a that sir stuff okay." He smiled at the boy who looked ready to puke and then bolt from the area as fast as possible. "Climb on up. Annette is making her famous spagetti for dinner and I'm just dying to get home to it." Daryl quickly climbed into the seat beside Beth who was happily singing some song she knew. "So Daryl how was school today?"

"Dunno."

"Did you learn anything new?"

"No."

"Did you and Beth go on any neat adventures today?" Hershal tried.

"Yes."

"What kind of adventure?"

"Spaceship." After that Hershel let it drop and instead began to hum along with Beth. Daryl sat perfectly still and very silent as they continued on towards the farm. Soon the large white farm house came into view, Daryl was breathless as he took in how big it was and how much land Beth's family had. Horses roamed near the barn and a blond lady was out chasing around a few chickens with a larger guy trying to help her. Daryl had never seen anything so funny looking in all his years.

the truck pulled to a stop close to the big wrap porch, a small woman with an apron on came hustling out the door and ovedr to the truck. "Oh my goodness look at you." The passenger door was flung open wide as she tried to help Daryl down from the truck, he didn't want to seem rude so he allowed her to touch his hand. So far the only person allowed to hug him the one time was Beth. He was grateful to her for not trying again after her initial hug on that first day.

"Mama don't coddle him." Beth said as she clampered from the seat after her best friend. "Daryl this is my mama."

"Ma'am." He said to her pulling his hand away and holding it behind his back so she couldn't grab it again.

"Oh dear please call me nettie or Annette none of this ma'am stuff. Makes me feel old."

"Sorry Ma... Annette." He replied catching himself.

"Alright well dinner is on, should be ready soon why don't you kids go help Pat and Otis catch the chickens." Hershal placed his hand on his wifes back as they walked into the nice white house.

"Come on Daryl it's so fun to catch them." Beth giggled running towards the other grown ups. He followed behind her slowly, not wanting to get to close. "Hurry up or they will catch em all."

Soon the two kids were laughing and falling over as they tried to round up the chickens. Patricia and Otis stood back to let the kids have some fun. The sun was beginning to set when Annette called them in for super. She ushered them into the bathroom to wash up and then filled their plates full of her delicious spaghetti and garlic bread. Making sure to add a little extra to Daryl's plate. Annette was a very observant woman, she could always tell when someone wasn't feeling well or when they didn't get enough to eat. She knew of the Dixon family as she grew up in this town and with Daryl's mother Caroline, she knew the things that Will Dixon supposedly did to his wife and children.

Daryl's eyes were as big as saucers as he stared down at his plate of food. Beth's siblings sat on the other side of the table quietly watching the young lad. "Miss Annette?"

"Yes dear?"

"You don't need to waste your cooking on me." He stated.

"It's not a waste sweet pea, eat up so you and Beth can go play I know she has some exciting games she wants to show you." Annette said dismissing his comment. Not needing to be told twice Daryl dug into the best meal he had ever had.

"So Daryl ya got any siblings?" Shawn questioned as the two boys helped clear the plates.

"Big brother. He's not around though."

"Oh right I think I heard a him. He was a few grades older than me. Well if ya ever need a big brother to ask questions too, ya can always ask me."

"M'kay." The dishes were in the sink and surronded by bubbles as Beth pulled on her best friends arm to drag him to her room where she had a box of games under the bed. He could hear Annette on the phone down stairs as they climbed to the top.

"Hi Caroline." She started. "Yes he is here playing with Beth, Hershel will drive him home in about an hour." She went on after a short pause. "Have a good night." And then he was in the room and Beth was pulling game after game and playdoe colours out into the open.

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A small knock on the front door of the Greene farmhouse startled Hershel as he was emersed in a book on birthing horses. He slowly placed the book down on the end table near the arm chair and stood to open the wooden door. Upon seeing nothing he looked down as the first sniffle rang in the silence around him. "Daryl? Is everything alright?" The rain was pouring down in torrents and the small boy was soaked through.

"No." He cried throwing himself into the older man's legs. Hershal placed his hand on the top of Daryl's back and just let the boy cry. He soon was able to usher Daryl into the warmth of the house and got him a glass of milk. He didn't push or ask again what had happened to make the boy show up so late at night on his own. So when Daryl spoke on his own Hershel was taken a back a bit. "My ma. She's gone."

"I'm very sorry son. What happened?" He couldn't contain it.

"She burned up with the house." He blurted out happy to have finally told someone. The weight of the day's events had been wearing him thin. The tears flowed again this time waking Annette who had been asleep upstairs.

"Hershel what's going on." Daryl who had never been one to show any kind of emotion or ask for physical contact from anyone threw himself into Annette's waiting arms. Still unsure of what had happened she embraced the small child whom she had grown to love over the last year. He sobbed against her night gown as she soothingly ran her hands up and down his back gently. "Oh my dear." she cooed to him a few times.

Daryl cried himself to sleep and when he woke he found himself tucked in sweetly on the soft window seat in Beth's room. Her lamp glowing brightly beside her bed as she slept peacefully. He noted not a single sound could be heard through out the house and so he settled himself back down to sleep some more. The next time he woke the sun was coming in through the light pink curtains and Beth was sitting cross legged on her bed watching him sleep. "Mornin." he mumbled to her groggily.

"Good morning." She beamed. It still amazed him that someone coujld be so happy all the time. Her blond hair was a mess around her face and her light blue eyes were shining with happiness at having her friend so close. "Come on mama's makin' breakfast." The two friends joined hands and walked down the steps and into the bright kitchen. The smell of bacon and other breakfast foods a welcome scent from the smoke he had inhaled the day before.

"Mornin' kids, did ya sleep well?" Annette questioned from the stove. Hershel looked up from his morning newspaper to see the two of them sitting down in their regular spots. After a while Maggie and Shawn emerged from their rooms to join everyone at the oak table. After everyone finished eating Annette and Hershel pulled Daryl into the front room and told the others to get ready for the day. "Daryl I spoke with Arnold at the police station. Told him you had come here."

"Okay."

"Until they find your dad you are going to stay with us."

"Okay."

"Now you can have the guest room all to yourself or you can stay in Beth's room." Hershel told the boy.

"Why did you put me in there anyway?" He questioned the grownups.

"Well we didn't want ya to wake up in a scary unfamiliar place. Figured Beth's snoring would be an okay sound to hear."

"She does snore." Daryl laughed lightly. "Thank you."

"Of course dear." She hugged him which he melted into slightly.

A few days later the cops found his Pa at the cabin in the woods. He was drunk out of his mind and higher than a kite on independance day. With his father now home in the new trailer the insurance company covered Daryl had to leave the comfort of the Greene family farm. He knew his pa was gonna be pissed and meaner than normal now that his wfie was gone. He was right things just kept getting worse and worse. Daryl escaped as often as he could to hang out with Beth at her families place, he was scared of wearing out his welcome but at the same time he was more scared of being home to much. His brother had been gone for years with no calls or letters so he didn't even have him to help protect him. Daryl was terrified of the future, and how short his might be.

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"I can't wait to be 10 like you." Beth told her best friend who was stood beside her on the old playground at the only elementary school in the small town they lived in. She was practically bouncing with excitement for his birthday.

"Ain't no big deal."

"Oh but it is. Daryl all birthdays are a big deal and mama and daddy are having a big dinner for ya. Mama made the cake yesterday and it looks so good I can't wait for you to see it tonight." She babbled on and on. He was only half listening, instead he was focused on the fact that his big brother Merle showed up last night at the trailer he lived in with his pa. He was focused on the pain searing down his back as he remembered the feel of his fathers leather belt against his skin. The screams and the words his father spoke rang clearly in his head.

"Good fer nothin' low life bastard." His father spat. "Ain't never gonna amount ta nothin'."

"Daryl... Daryl are you listening to me?" Beth questioned waving her hand in front of her friend. She knew she had lost his attention a long time ago. "Fine. Let's play lava." He snapped his head in her direction. He loved the lava game it was his favourite that they had made up. The couldn't touch the ground and if they did they had to start over at the begining of the course. The old playground was always empty except for them so it made the game easier. All the kids prefered the newer shiny colorful playground to the old wooden one and that made Beth and Daryl very happy.

"Yes. Lava game. Sorry I was just thinkin'."

"About what?" She proped.

"Nothin'." She didn't argue the logic of his answer instead she bolted the the first part of the course. The ring moneky bars. Lunch ended too quickly with Daryl winning the lava game. Class seemed to drag on forever and when the bell finally rang letting them out Daryl was quick to grab his bag and bolt to the door. He knew Beth expected him to go to the farm for dinner but with his brother in town and his dad angrier than normal he couldn't risk going over for his birthday.

"Woah wheres the fire Daryl?" Shawn asked as he hopped out of the blue truck to pick up him and Beth.

"I gotta get home."

"Not coming over for dinner and cake?"

"Can't my pa he is real mad about me being gone all the time and my brother's in town. I don't wanna make them angry." Shawn seemed to understand what Daryl was saying so he let it slide a little.

"Can I at least give ya a ride home?"

"No I can walk."

"Daryl you know you can tell me anything right." Daryl looked around to make sure nobody else was around. Shawn walked a little closer and got down to eye level with the boy who had become just like family. He set his larger hand on the small boys back but pulled away fast as Daryl flinched in pain under the touch. "Daryl you alright?"

"Fine." And with that he was gone. He ran all the way to his pa's crappy little trailer on the edge of town. He tried not to think about Shawn and what he was gonna say to Hershel and Annette, what the whole family would think of him now that they knew. He held back any tears and

"Kid get yer ass in here now." His pa barked from the smelly sofa in the living room. the TV was playing some infomercial and the volume was full blast. Daryl hated the constant noise but knew not to say anything.

On the other side of town Shawn pulled the truck to a stop and Beth hopped out angry that her older brother wouldn't tell her what happened with Daryl. All she knew was that Shawn was angry about something. "Beth, Maggie go upstairs I need to talk mom and dad." The tone of his voice left no room for argument so both girls did as asked. Beth however knew this was about her best friend so she stomped up the steps and then sat where she could listen.

"Shawn what is going on?" Annette asked concerned. "And where is Daryl?"

"Daryl was really upset today when I showed up, I tried to dig and figure out why and when I put my hand on his back he flinched away. Mom dad I think his dad is hitting him."

"Shawn." Hershel said in a warning tone. "We can't go making assumptions about people."

"Hershel I think Shawn is right there just isnt much we can do unless Daryl is cooperative and we all know how stubborn he is. If we approach him about it he might just run off." Annette told the group.

"Someone is hurting Daryl?" Beth asked in a sad voice as she came down the stairs to face her brother and parents.

"Oh sweet pea, I don't want you to worry about anything okay. Just go on up and play okay." Annette said hugging her daughter.

The next day at school Beth pulled Daryl into a quiet classroom before other students began to file inside. "Does your dad hurt you?" She asked him as quietly as she could.

"Why would ya ask that?"

"Because Shawn and my parents are worried about you and I heard them talking."

"I don't wanna talk about it Beth."

"I won't tell anyone." She promised. He looked her in the eyes and held her gaze for a long moment.

"It's bad Beth. My pa he get's real angry and he drinks a lot." He surprised them both by pulliung his old worn down tee-shirt up over his shoulders and letting her see the deep scar marring his once perfect back. Reaching out she touched it gently, not letting herself apply mjuch pressure for fear of hurting him. Without saying anything she dropped her hand from his back and flung herself at him holding him tightly.

"Your my best friend in the whole wide world and one day we will find a way to make everything better." She vowed and all he could do is smirk and chuckle. He knew life was not the way she saw it, it was ugly and messy and he would try his best to keep her safe from it. To keep her in her safe little happy bubble.

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"Hey Moll's looks like Greene is all alone again." Jimmy Parker the most popular boy in high school said as he walked with his girlfriend Molly past the table Beth was sitting at reading her history text book. Beth kept her head down in her book to ignore the pair that have tormented her for as long as she can remember.

"You would think she would get prettier with age. Guess not." Molly sneered, her foot flying out to kick Beth's bag over spilling the contents onto the floor. As muchg as she tried to ignore them she had to jump from her seat to grab her now scattered things. Seeing the commotion from the food line Daryl bolted with the tray they always shared and glared Jimmy down.

"go on git." Daryl barked. He bent down to help Beth pick up her things as the pair finally moved on. "Ya alright?"

"Fine." She told him trying to hold in all the emotions that were raging inside her. "I hate her so much."

"Jus' remember you got the lead not her."

"I know and I tell myself that every time I see her. Jimmy however, I don't understand him at all. One day he is going on about how pretty I am and how much he likes me and he's constantly asking me out and now he's acting like the biggest jerk. So what I turned him down, that doesnt mean he needs to treat me like shit." Beth began to rant.

"Why did you turn him down?" Daryl questioned his best friend.

"Oh. Um well I don't know." She replied grabbing a french fry from the plate hoping he would drop it and move onto a different topic.

"Oh no don't give me that crap Beth." Daryl started. "Why did you turn him down?" She turned to stare him directly in the eyes, no words slipped from her lips as she held his deep blue eyes with her much lighter blue eyes. "Oh." She broke her gaze away and grabbed another fry before standing to leave the cafe. "Wait." He called standing and following her out the double doors of the school cafeteria. Pulling on her arm he spun her around, catching her gaze again this time he didn't stop and stare. He moved in closer to her, his lips lightly touching her's. Her body melted against his as she got caught up in the kiss, their mouths moving together like they had been doing it for years. She reached her hand up and grabbed onto the back of his head pulling him in even closer. Before either of them knew it they were pulling away gasping for much needed oxygen.

"Daryl" She breathed out, the L staying on her lips for a few beats longer than normal.

"Wow."

"When did you get so brave." She teased.

"Today I guess." He answered her question before leaning a little closer to her. "I don't know what came over me."

"Either way I like it." She leaned up on her tip toes to kiss him again, this time slower and with more passion. "I turned him down because I realized last year that it's you that I want."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I didn't think you would like me like that. I mean I know what everyone says and thinks..."

"Hey I ain't no good with words but I can tell ya that when they say ya ain't pretty they are jus' being stupid. Yer the prettiest." Her smile stretched out accross her face as her eyes lit up.

"Daryl you... Oh my..." She kissed him again as words failed her.

Walking back to the farm hand in hand thate afternoon was strange but perfect, whispered words were shared between the two as they realized they were making a big change to their relationship. Sitting around the dinner table with Beth's family Daryl felt more at peace than ever before.

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"Get yer butt in here Greene or yer gonna get sick." Daryl hollered as she ran into the barn after him. A storm hit the area suddenly as the two were out for a walk in the woods. The wind whipped around them and rain poured down in torrents as lightning flashed dangerously over head.

"I'm in I'm in." She said hugging herself close to his body hoping to steal his heat.

"Cold?"

"Always." She giggled. Beth dragging herself away from her boyfriend of over a year and the best friend she has ever had climbed up the ladder to the hay loft. She lit the few lanterns that Maggie had snuck up there years ago and peeled off most of her wet clothing. Daryl followed suit and stopped short as he noticed her disrobed figure. "What?" She asked tilting her head in a seductive manor.

"Beth what are you doing?"

"Taking off all my wet clothes so I don't freeze to death. Now how about we take your off and dry them out too." She started. "Come here." Her voice took on an even deeper tone as courage soared through her veins.

He did as she asked and slowly walked towards her, as he got close her hands reached up and pushed the angel wing vest he bought last year off his broad shoulders. Standing high on her tip toes Beth's lips met his in a sweet chaste kiss. "Touch me." She whispered against his lips. He didn't need much more than that to slip his hands under the thin white tank top she had covering her chest. His hand palmed her small subtle breast making her moan into his mouth as her own hand began working the buttons on his shirt.

The heat rose up to her cheeks as they lay on a soft wool blanket next to the lantern. Their naked bodies pressed tightly together with her hands running over the scars that made him who he is today. "You sure about this?" He asked her in a hushed tone as the storm kept on outside.

"Never been more sure." Beth replied hiking her leg over his hips and straddling his lap. Her face just inches from his as she breathed in deeply, grounding herself to the moment. He slipped on a condom and then slipped his hard member into her wet heated core. He caught her moans with his mouth as they got used to the feel of being together as one.

"I love you." He mumbled into the flesh of her neck as the rocked back and forth creating a delicious friction.

"I love you too."

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The school dance rolled around and Daryl pretended not to notice that Beth wanted to go. She had never wanted to go to school events before but now that everything between them was perfect she wanted to show off just a little. He would change the subject whenever she brought it up and then try to leave the room all together. With Shawn off to college now he had no excuse to leave to help him out with the tractors or something.

"Daryl why won't you listen to me."

"Cuz Beth we ain't gotta go and show off to those assholes."

"So you won't go to the dance with me?" She said in a deflated tone. Earlier that morning Daryl had had a run in with his still drunk father and his mood was worse than he originally thought.

"Why do you wanna go?" He questioned.

"Because we never go out. We just stay here and hang out in the woods. I wanna wear a pretty dress and dance to stupid music with you."

"We can dance here."

"IT'S NOT THE SAME." She yelled. Her face red with anger and her nostrils flaring wildly. If he wasn't mad he would have laughed at how funny she looked.

"YER ASKING FOR TOO MUCH GIRL. I'M OUTTA HERE." He stormed out of the Greene Farmhouse and down the steps stopping at his bike.

"Daryl wait don't just leave."

"Why."

"Because I love you and I am sorry I wanted to do this with you. We never fight and I hate it."

"Don't be sorry Beth, I'm sorry I'm taking my crap mood out on ya." He explained.

"What happened?" She had reached the bottom of the steps and stood in front of him with her big blue eyes staring at him knowingly.

"My dad."

"Oh." Her hand flew out to land on his arm, giving it a gentle reassuring squeeze. "I promise I won't ask again."

"Nah it's alright I'll go with ya to the dance but I ain't wearing a suit."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." She kissed him softly before pulling awqay to let him go. He stayed rooted to the spot staring at her. "So my parents won't be home for a few more hours?" She said forming it as an unspoken question. Without any words she led him by the hand back into the house and up the steps to her bedroom. The white walls covered in pictures of their life so far, the window seat covered in pillows and blankets just like it had been that first night he slept over. Memories flooded him as she gently pushed him down onto her queen sized bed and began to pull his clothes from his body.

"I can't believe you actually talked me into this." He stated as the stood at the entrance to the gym at the high school. It was their first school dance now that they were Sophomores and Beth was practically bouncing as she walked in the too high of heels Maggie helped her pick out. "Those shoes are dumb you don't need em."

"I wanna see how long I can last in them." she chided knowing he had packed her converse into the saddle bag on his bike.

"Well looky who showed up. If it isn't psycho freak 1 and 2." Molly sang as she neared the pair with Jimmy on her arm.

"Moll." He warned.

"Oh Jimmy don't get all soft now." She scolded him right back. "So what brings you too out of your dungeon?"

"Leave us alone Molly, we are not bugging you." Beth told her as they walked away from the confrontation. He knew if they stayed longer than that Beth would fight the girl with the bottle blonde hair. "Punch?"

"Yeah."

We danced and swayed to the music for half an hour before it was time to change from the heels to the converse. Instead of heading back into the party they decided to ditch and head to the old quarry instead, the creek trickled by and crickets sang their songs as the two lovers sat together in silence for a long while.

"Tonight was perfect. Thank you for coming Daryl. I love you."

"I love you too. I am glad you made me go to that dance."

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A beat up old truck pulled up to the porch of the Greene family farmhouse. Daryl with the rest of the family went out to see who could possibly be coming over as no one expected anything. Shock rang through Daryl as his brother peeled himself from the vehicle and came to stand in front of the group. "Daryl."

"Merle what are ya doing here?"

"Pa's dead."

"What?"

"Shot three times outside that old bar two towns over a few days ago. Why didn't ya report him missing?" Merle questioned his younger brother.

"He always goes for days then comes back."

"Well the lawyer talked to me and looks like i'm yer guardian now."

"I'm okay I don't need a guardian." Daryl tried to tell his older more stubborn brother.

"Get in the truck brother. Yer comin' with me. Say good bye to yer little play family. We ain't ever comin' to this town again."

"What no." Beth cried out gripping Daryl's hand tighter.

"Merle, Daryl he is more than welcome to stay with us. We have a room for him and he has classes." Hershel tried stepping forward.

"Dixon's don't need no damn classes and we take care a our own." Merle sneered.

"Merle I don't want to go." Daryl told his older brother seriously. "I want to stay here." Merle snorted with laughter, holding on to his sides to stop himself.

"Get in the damn truck or I'll drag you outta here myself." Standing still beside the girl he loved and the family who loved him he stood his ground not wanting to back down. Merle keeping his promise marched over and roughly grabbed Daryl pulling him away from his life. He slammed the truck door shut and climbed into the driver's seat tearing out of the drive way. Beth stood stock still watching the dust settle and the taillights vanish.

"He's gone." She whispered over and over again as tears fell from her bright blue eyes. "gone."

"Bethy come on inside okay." Annette said as softly as she could. Beth turned her face towards her mother before bending at the waist and emptying the contents of her stomach onto the soft soil. "Beth." Her mother flung herself down to her daughters level taking in how pale in colour her daughter was.

"Get him back. Please daddy get him back." Beth begged from where she was now sitting in the dirt, her pale blue sundress ripping slightly.

"I can't Bethy I'm sorry but the courts won't give him to us if he has a living relative willing and able to care for him."

"I feel sick." She mumbled before passing out.

The second chapter will be posted soon. Please let me know what you think. Next up will be Daryl's POV.

I wrote this in a blank email at work so I apologize for any mistakes. I hope I found them all!