He wasn't easy on the eyes, that's for sure. He was a tough, mean bastard. But there was something about the way he carried himself; as if he could care less about how much of a scumbag he appeared to others made Beth Greene ponder.

The blonde haired blue eyed teenager reflected upon this man's recent actions. He's not one to easily trust you see ... He was apart of the group at one point, but he was never well liked. Rick even had to handcuff him to a metal pole on top of a roof at a mall to keep anyone else from getting hurt, as he brutalized T-dog just minutes before. He's the one who had to saw off his own fucking hand on the same roof of that mall to escape the walkers as the rest abandoned him.

Yeah, that Merle Dixon, that bastard. The first word that came to Beth's mind was, believe it or not, bastard, in regards to Merle. The only reason he even had the slightest bit of acceptance at the prison was the fact that he was Daryl's older brother. Now, Daryl was; and is a good man. He pulls his weight around here, along with the rest of the group. How could Merle possibly benefit the group, she thought. This man beat Glenn within an inch of his life, and basically helped The Governor traumatize Maggie. If he truly wanted to stay at the prison, then he needed to change, and in the end prove himself that he is somehow beneficial, and still not on the side of The Governor.

Beth sighed with exhaustion as she carefully held baby Judith in her arms. She walked softly and quietly around the corridor as she tried to rock her to sleep while humming a soothing tune. Beth managed a half smile with worry still on her mind. Sometimes, she thought of Judith as her own daughter, as she was basically the primary caretaker ever since Lori passed and when Rick went on the crazy express for a while. Even though she might not be as tough as the others, she still tried to make herself useful.
Any day, she thought. Any day The Governor could attack...

And that worried her to a great extent. She thought of the worst; but you can't blame her. You don't usually hope for the best in this sort of environment.
The Governor would pick us off one by one and it would be Merle's fault. He would be the cause of it, she thought. Merle would be the death of us all...
These morbid thoughts scared her, and she quickly snapped back into reality. She looked upon Judith, realizing she was asleep, and swiftly put her to bed.
As she was coming down the stairs, her eyes bolted in the same direction from where there was shouting coming from the other cell block.

"Daddy what's happening?" Beth asked her father with worry in her voice. She sat next to him and he put his hand on her shoulder.
Hershel reassured her "Don't worry Bethy, they're just having a bit of a disagreement, that's all."

Beth sighed and looked the other way. She figured out pretty quickly who was shouting, and the topic of the so called discussion.
It just happened to be the lovely voices of Maggie, Glenn, and Rick discussing none other than the presence of Merle Dixon.
Luckily, the Dixon brothers were on watch, and could not hear this pleasant conversation.

Beth turned to her father, and shook her head saying "Arguing isn't gonna solve nothin'." She rested her elbow on the table adding "Merle's bad news, Daddy. What does he have to prove? He's nothing but trouble, if you ask me."
"Have faith Beth..." He says. Her thoughts wander off for a second. Really? Faith whilst in the midst of a zombie apocalypse? But her father reminded her of something important. "Remember what your mother taught you ... "

She knew what that meant. She nodded and she understood. She hugged her father and went to her cell to ease her mind.
Her family as well as her were people of God. Although faith may be hard to come by given the situation, her mother's wise words made sense. She knew if she followed what her mother taught her, then everything would fall into place. She lay on her side facing the wall nuzzling her head into her pillow. She realized that despite the grizzly outside of Merle Dixon, there was a goodness inside of him.
"There is a goodness inside of everyone." Her mother once said. Coming from her mother, Beth knew it was the truth. If maybe, somehow, some way, she could reach Merle in a way no one else has, she could keep the group safe, and ultimately, keep himself safe as well.