Beth sighed kicking up some dirt and ash with the toe of her boot, it had been two months, two months since they had taken her, two months since The Governor had brazenly walked into the Prison, pulling in walkers with him, trying to kill everyone. She hadn't known who had survived, she woke up in a tent with him stood over her, his greasy smile plastered on his all to familiar fake face.

"He hurt ya again?" asked a voice from beside the fire, Beth looked over to the only person who had surprisingly shown her any kindness since she got here, she shook her head no "Well given his track record won't be long probably tonight. I'm sorry kid, I am trying to think of away to get us both the fuck out of here without us both dying" he explained with a shrug.

"He will come for me" she stated looking off into the trees near by, she knew he would, if he had survived he would come for her, he would save her, he was her hero.

"Ya keep saying tha' and he ain' appeared yet." she shot him a look of pain.

"He will and when he gets here he will chop Philips balls off." There was a cough behind her, she didn't bother to turn around and look at him.

"I see its time for a lesson in love again" Beth closed her eyes, it had been a week since he had beat her, if she would just tell him that she loved him Philip would stop with the torment, but she couldn't bring herself to lie, glancing at Martinez she turned and walked towards the hut they were now in residence in, over her shoulder she heard him instruct the men to run the perimeter, so they wouldn't hear only Martinez would be left sat by the fire, listening and smoking, then when Philip had finished he would come in and help her clean up again.

He walked into the hut closing the door and grabbing her by the wrist pulling her into his arms "So he's going to chop my balls off is he, your little mystery man, your hope and your dreams, the man you love so very much!" He was taunting her and she knew it but she couldn't help herself.

"Yes" was all she said, Philips hand came up and slammed into her face hard she felt her lip dissolve "I have told you every night, you can have my body, you can beat me, you can fuck me but you will not have my soul or my heart, one belongs to God the other belongs..." she froze knowing she had nearly said his name out loud.

"You will love me, because they don't want you any more, your mine, I took their angel, their hope, their innocence and turned her into a common slut. I know you and Martinez have been screwing behind my back."

"I have never been near him, he's as much of an arse as you are?" Beth knew that meant he would hit her again but at the very least he would shut up, she screamed as she was pushed against the wall of the cabin, her head hitting it hard.

"You will tell me who he is, then I will kill him."

"When he comes for me, when he walks through that door and cuts your mother fucking throat, you will know" she spat the blood in her mouth out on the floor, her head swimming slightly from the pain in it. "You know one day your going to beat me so badly, I am going to die in my sleep, then I will have the dead pleasure of devouring you." She felt him stiffen, knew she had got to the point to stop him talking, his hands raised and she waited for the beating to start.

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He sat in the tree, looking down at the small camp site, there was a wooden hut in the back ground, he could see that there were not as many guards as he had imagined, four he could count, then there was Martinez, he had a personal dislike of that man before he had taken Beth from the prison, now he wanted them all dead, just without getting him and her killed in the process.

Beth was stood there talking with him like they were old friends, he had picked up on most of the conversation, from his position, he had heard her tell Martinez that someone would come for her, that they would save her, well he would do his best or die trying, that's when the Governor appeared and took her inside, in a few moments he heard her start to scream, that was the push he needed, to his luck half the guards had left the area only leaving Martinez by the fire, he became equally as stunned when he watched Martinez stand up and start throwing things around the camp site, jumping from the tree, he landed lightly on the floor, then walked out of the tree line, his weapon aimed at the other man's head "Should have known she had meant you." Martinez said.

He nodded saying nothing, he could hear them shouting, he looked to Martinez then back to the hut, "Ain' gunna stop ya, she needs to go home." That was all it took he ran towards the hut standing by the door listening trying to work out where in there they were situated, that's when he heard something else that made his heart stop "..."So he's going to chop my balls off is he, your little mystery man, your hope and your dreams, the man you love so very much!"

"Yes" he could hear her voice clear, there was a pause a sound of skin hitting skin, it made him feel sick "I have told you every night, you can have my body, you can beat me, you can fuck me but you will not have my soul or my heart, one belongs to God the other belongs..."

He heard her pause nearly giving her secret away, he had hoped just for a second, shaking his head he paid attention to the rest of the conversation, trying to judge where they were "When he comes for me, when he walks through that door and cuts your mother fucking throat, you will know" he heard her spit "You know one day your going to beat me so badly, I am going to die in my sleep, then I will have the dead pleasure of devouring you." he smirked at the thought of that then realised he had visualized her dead, the thought of that making him feel sick, "fucker" he whispered kicking the door open and shooting an arrow through the Governors thigh, the Governor went for his gun but Beth had already grabbed it and held it to his head, she looked at the Governor with pure hate, something he had never seen on Beth's angelic face before. "I fucking told you he would, I fucking said he would save me, I left you signs everywhere." she said "I left you tracks to follow." She never took her eyes off of the Governor the gun unwavering in her hand.

He walked up pulling his arrow out of the Governor's thigh "So which do you want then Beth, balls for a necklace, or his throat cut?" She contemplated for a minute then gave the gun to Daryl, her fingers brushing against his, their eyes meet for just a few seconds when she landed the first punch to the Governor's face, she punched over and over again, Daryl watched as she kicked him and hit him untill the tears started to run down her face, he stopped her handing her the gun back, she took it shaking slightly, raised it and shot the Governor in the face "Mother fucker!" she shouted dropping to her knee's, Daryl lent down next to her pulling her into his lap cradling her small frame in his strong arms. "I'm here, I am here Beth, Shush now, no one will get you." Daryl looked up when the hut door closed and he heard Martinez's voice go loud, outside.

"Yeah it was me, saw someone in the tree's they took off that way, you two go that way you two that I will stay watch the Governor and his play thing."

Daryl swallowed "Beth, we gotta go." she grabbed his hand all of a sudden and he looked down at her, her face swollen, blood dripping from her lip, he felt a twinge of guilt and anger raise like bile in him.

"I told them you would come" she sounded dazed to his ears "I told them that some how you would know how much I loved you, and you would come and get me you would, because your a hero." Daryl didn't know what to say to her, she had just told him she loved him, she was delirious lost in her own tormented mind.

"We have to go now!" Beth nodded and stood up, he could tell how wobbly she was, he just hoped they could make it back to the main road he had abandoned a car there, he could get her back to the prison back to her father and sister, her family. He pulled his arm around her waist holding her up, dragging her to the door he flung it open, Martinez standing outside waiting for them.

"I got a car, supplies" Martinez said to him "We gotta go now, they come back find him dead they will kill everyone." Daryl nodded following Martinez, he opened the back door and shoved Beth in getting in after her.

"Back to the prison" was the only instructions he gave Martinez.

They drove in silence while Beth leaned into Daryl, he could smell her blood, her sweat and he swore there was still that scent of vanilla, he had found her after two months of tracking this clever woman, he had found her, she had survived, she had lived, and he would never let anyone touch her again.