If I owned the walking dead, you'll be watching this not reading XD.

Beth Greene was dead. Only thing Rick knew was how he had failed her, failed them all! He was their leader, their protector! The officer had told Hershel he would keep his family safe, no matter what! He promised Judith that Beth was look after her until she a big grown up girl. Daddy broke his promise, Judith lost another mother and Beth Greene was dead.

The undeniable fact :Beth Greene was gone, shot, in her fathers arms, 6 feet under, pushing up the !

And it was stupid, so freaking stupid. She got that stupid cow in the shoulder and not the neck so now she was dead. Noah had spoken at the service, he had gone on about a girl, that girl wasn't the Beth he knew. This girl landed 12 head shots with a gun she stole form a rapist she killed. This girl schemed, fought, lied to get new Beth Greene confused rick to no end, the girl who wanted to die a year ago did all that to survive.

The road they were struggling down was long, had no survival use, tall trees with no sight lines that hid the smell and groans of the dead. The group hadn't come across an un-looted house it days, every place was clear of food and weaponry, some soap, clean clothes and books wasn't going to feed them. As he had done the last fortnight, he began thinking of Beth pain of losing her and bob.

"Beth was strong, a survivor, she made it, err, just missed her shot, she was good person, um, one of the last. We gotta honor Beth her courage, her goodness. She was the girl who, err we gotta be the good Beth was looking for. We do that and she enit just another dead girl she'll be the Sun" The ring leader began to ponder Daryl's half sobbed words back at the grave side. The biker had told the family about the week and bit in the woods. How in that time he began to think of the girl as kin. How they had help each other through their grief, made it together, until they took her when they fell into a trap. It was the longest speech he had ever heard from his brother. Rick found himself imagining what could have happened when they were apart, would it been different if Beth had run with him and Carl? A domino effect where everyone lives? It left an uncomfortable feeling deep in his guts, jealousy, twisting his insides and fists tight.

She dead as a door nail, cold as ice and swimming with the god damn fishes, that was a fact. So how could he explain this?

He was mad, that too had become an undeniable fact, without a doubt, he was certifiable insane. In fact he was pretty certain they all were because standing in front of them was a pretty little blonde girl in a bloody yellow polo, wielding a knife and bearing her teeth like she was ready to take on just about anything. Sure as hell that can't be right. Rick didn't notice the hacked up walkers behind her, he didn't spot how she strong enough to knock 3 to on their asses long enough to de-bite the undead idiots.

He only noticed how her gray jumper was missing and the small red lump in her forehead. She got shot through the head! He had cried brokenly when they returned her corpse to the earth, the priest praying last rights over her mortal remains. This was Lori all over again, it had to be. The delicate hallucination, brought it's very own brand of sickly sweet agonizing grief that made his eyes sting and his throat burn. They lied, Noah and Daryl, they must have. She was the Beth he knew, a hopeful teenage girl who made killer mistakes, only it wasn't the farm this wound couldn't be healed. She wasn't alive anymore. She had returned to her fathers arms. Hadn't she?

Rick stood dazed clearly going into shock. Lips wobbling as a few stray tears slip past his tired blue eyes. He was oblivious to the world around him as he stared at Beth's perfect ghost. Deep in his mind an endless string of teasing thoughts and past conversion began exposing themselves.

"What happened, you we're with Beth?" Rick was stood above himself looking down to see his own blood soaked body leaning slack against that damn blue van. He had sanity enough to realize this wasn't real that his body was frozen on some walker infested street

"We just made it, you know went on runs, hunting, got lit and set an old shack on fire" The half Daryl had same out-of-place smile on his face, both Ricks chuckled identity, the creepiness taking him back for a few moments.

"How on earth did you convince Beth Greene to get drunk and burn something down?" Rick almost dreaded Daryl's answer, his breath catching dryly in his throat. Could it be he wasn't mad, she was real?

"It was all her idea, girls changed brother, different. Helped train her up, she's stronger than we gave her credit for, she is going to survive. Who ever took her is getting hell I tell you that" Daryl was wrong he had to be, those cuts on her face suggested she one who got hell. Daryl was wrong because he was a lair.

"How long she been gone?

"About a week"

3 weeks, Rick quickly calculated, making 2 Greene deaths in a month Adding Bob and the girls made 4. Unless she wasn't dead, he knew she most likely was dead but their was this hope he couldn't seem to burn away. Was she really that strong? To walk away form a bullet to the brain? Was anybody? Rick conclusion that he was more likely trapped in the twilight zone. Good things don't happen anymore.-

Rick blinked, the real world began taking place around him melting slowly in place. The real world wasn't solid though, it looked like veil,translucent, with various Beth filled moments playing out in it.

"BETH!BETH!" Maggie piecing was full so full of joy that rick almost believed. Almost. Beth was in Maggie arm, laughing happily as she reached up to touch Maggie. The look on her face so magical, blonde hair in long low pigtail, scars twisting with her smile. Then she moved fast a bullet to jump into Daryl's arms, rick found himself staring deep at the pair joint hand, childish anger flashed through him. The entire group knew or suspected Daryl asexuality, he wasn't with Beth, never would be but something about the embrace really tick rick off, he wanted a hug like that.

"You've alive?you survived that shot!?" Rick was still just half aware, wrapped up in own though and confusion. He heard Carl's question and saw Judith joyful return to the songs birds arms, but none of it felt real. Was he dreaming? His son ran to his side and pulled him into the happy group. Everyone was smiling, hugging with tears down their faces. Even Sasha still recoving from the shock of bob, cracked a rare smile and pulled the girl in for a tight hug. A wide toothy grin suddenly found itself on rick face, real or not, he was happy for the first time since finding Judith was safe and that a blessing.

"Don't bend your arms so much, it's OK if you miss its only your second shot" Rick was recalling all sorts if memory that were laced with Beth's luck and happiness. He had her pulled in close to him, chuckling along with her about the annoyed face that jimmy was sending their way, correcting her stance. That musical giggle only increase when rick had to lean over to fix her aim just slightly. Then she pulled the trigger, her small body was knocked by the kick back but the tin was down. Her hair smelt of strawberry, he remembered feeling ridiculously stinky in compression to the teenager.

"Not much longer and I'll be going to advance class like Andrea" She smiled up at him before he tilted his head and took a step back. He smiled coyly as she lined up her next shot with a fierce look of determination, click boom, the bottle was simply fragments. She had turned her gun to then next target, A post with an x scribbled on it, and saw her focus again, that deadly look that seemed so out place on her hopeful face took over again and she found himself on edge waiting to see how the shot played out. Sure enough she missed the middle my a few inches, pretty good for her 4th shot.

It was his turn to embraced the miracle in their mists, she seemed bigger than before less weak and soft in his arms. Rick pulled her tighter to him, again smelling that ever lasting strawberry. Everything seemed to melt again, he could still feel her in his arm, but she was across the pig pen. Judy babbling in her arms

"I'm new sheriff in town" Beth smiled and laughed she seemed so alive then, posing with Carl's hat with various expressions before she began sing the line to Judith repeatedly until she looked up and turn to Carl, Rick remembered the smile that had lingered on his sons face, who was singing along with the youngest Greene and pulling funny face at his little sister.

" Recon I'm bad ass enough to tell little ass kicker what to do?"

"Defiantly" Carl had continued to laugh, rick felt like the prison was finally something in that moment, for all the loss and struggle it cost to get their it was finally home.

Rick had to agree, Beth Greene was bad ass enough to survive a head shot, she could tell anyone what to do, even him, and they would do it

"I was just sleeping, check my pulse next time" Beth joked cheerily, Ricks smiled in disbelief, pictures of Beth carrying Judith, kissing him on the cheek. That kiss reminded him of Grady, how he innocently placed a kiss in her yellow-white hair. She still looked holy, a nightmare dresses like a 's when Rick noticed just how grown up Beth had gotten in the few weeks since the hospital and that kiss suddenly wasn't so innocent anymore. He released her then, feeling mixed upside.

It was a few hours later before ricks got a chance to be alone with her. The small wound in her head began bleeding and ricks had artfully taking over medically duty from Carol in order to get some alone time with Beth.

He took a look at the bullet hole, shocked to see it had actually got straight through her brain, the wound was small the work of a 9 mm. The exit wound was much bigger but was neatly stitched and everything was massive busied. Rick wounded to himself how she had made it, clear fluid and blood filling the bandage before he could finish wrapping her head.

"I got myself to Grady, somehow, I woke up under ground then I'm in Grady again with shepherd telling me to get out as soon as I can walk" Beth answer caught off guard unaware that he had wounded out load.

" Did they save you? Stitch you up and help you recover?" Rick looked deep in to her baby blues and saw he had crossed a line, there was a look of annoyance, hurt and anger that pulled her usual smile into a deep frown. "I meant medically, they had a doctor right ? He the one fixed up your skull ?" Rick back tracked quickly of course Grady didn't save her, he knew that. It was her survival instinctive that brought to hospital then brought her home, she saved herself.

"Barely, I think they were worried you were gonna come back so they locked me away feed me just enough, gave me just enough treatment. That's why they didn't seal the entry wound they should have but they were not really trying to make me better just well enough to get going, they didn't even wanna give me antibiotics but I got em they were pretty handy with painkillers kept me sleep a lot which properly helped "Beth recalled her story with a typical angsty snare, about half way though she lifted her gaze and looked him dead in the eyes and her face soften in to a beautify lazy half-grin. He noticed her fire, her spark had multiplied. It brought smile to his lips "What's so funny?"

"When we first met you wanted to die now I think I've never seen a person wanna live more" The held eye contact for a long moment before Rick found himself pulling the angel in for a hug and planting kiss in her loose hair by reflex. He swore he herds her sigh, he remembered the obvious crush this miracle women used to have on him back in the prison days. "I'm really glad you made it home Beth, we missed you." Rick stood to leave, the air was thick with a weird thing he didn't understand, Beth seemed relaxed and happy in the pleasant tease room. Her soft musical voice cut through the air gently.

"I missed you too, Rick" As shock his head in a vain emptied to clear his head all Rick could think about was just how different Beth green was.

How he had notice Beth Greene was a survivor.

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