A/N: Thank you all so much for the reviews, favorites, follows and comments! Here is Chapter 2. I don't have an update schedule because I have a two year old and a seven week old so I'll be updating when I can. Once again, thank you!

The next night Daryl sat in the guard tower smoking his third cigarette of the day. He usually tries to limit the amount of cigarettes he smokes because they've become a rare find but he couldn't help himself today. He was in a foul mood. He couldn't have been a bigger dick today if he'd tried.

He couldn't sleep for shit the rest of the night. His cock was still aching, not satisfied with just his hand. His mind wouldn't shut off either. She was all he could think about. So after a few fitful hours of trying to sleep, he decided to go hunting at sunrise to clear his mind.

Of course that didn't work out as planned. He tracked a deer for miles and miles until he finally caught up to it. However, he missed the kill shot because he was distracted and wasn't concentrating hard enough. The deer took off like a shot. He sprinted after her cursing himself.

When he finally caught up to the fallen animal, a walker had already started feasting on it. Pissed off, he pulled out his knife and stalked towards what had once been a very skinny man. Once he was close enough Daryl kicked the bastard away from the deer. Infuriated at losing the meat he knew they all needed, he repeatedly kicked the walker on every part of his body before finally putting his knife through it's temple.

When he finally got back to the prison covered in walker guts and blood from taking his anger out on any walker that crossed his path, it was late afternoon. All he had to show for his efforts was two measly squirrels and one rabbit. It wasn't nearly enough to feed everyone but it was better than nothing.

He found Carol doing laundry and dropped his kills next to her, grunting something that sounded like "here". He started to walk away towards the prison doors to take a much needed shower when he felt someone grabbing his arm. He whirled around and yanked his arm from Carol's grip snarling "what the fuck do you want?" He saw the hurt flash in Carol's eyes before they softened into concern. He didn't give a fuck at the moment. Daryl just wanted to be alone.

"Just wanted to make sure you're alright" she told him.

"M'fine." He grunted. Turning back around and leaving her there. He heard her disappointed sigh but ignored it.

Daryl took a shower, skipped dinner, snapped at four other people, and decided to take the first watch even though he was exhausted. With the anger still coursing through his veins he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep.

As he took another drag of his cigarette Daryl tried to figure out what the hell was wrong with him. He wasn't even sure why he was angry anymore. He lost a deer. So fucking what. Shit happens. Yeah they could have all used the meat but it wasn't something that should make him this angry.

Once again his thoughts drifted back to Beth. He had briefly seen her earlier. She had been opening her mouth to say something to him and he just turned around and walked away from her. Also when he went to go tell Rick that he was going to take watch she had been standing next to him with the baby in her arms. Daryl completely ignored her confused looks and refused to make eye contact with her. Pretending that she wasn't even there. He couldn't look at her. He knew if he did he wouldn't stop. And the last thing she needed was some dirty redneck eye fucking her.

He stubbed out his cigarette just as he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. He figured it was Glenn coming to take over his watch even though he wasn't supposed to come for another two hours. Sometimes Glenn like to come up here with Maggie for some alone time. He scanned the yard looking for anything out of the ordinary as the door opened.

He smelled her before he even saw her and he went rigid. Vanilla and a floral scent that he could never place. He turned to see Beth with a bowl in her hands and a determined look on her face. She had on a pair of jeans and black tank top that contrasted nicely with her pale skin. He started to really look her over when he caught himself and looked down. He started chewing on his thumb without even realizing it.

"I noticed you skipped dinner and I figured you were hungry" she said softly and held out the bowl to him.

Daryl thought about ignoring her some more but he figured by the look in her eyes and the way she firmly held the bowl out to him, she wasn't going to leave until he took it. So he reached out and grabbed it, making sure not to touch any part of her hand as he did. He mumbled out a thanks and turned back around to scan the prison yard once again.

Daryl waited to hear the sound of her leaving but it was nothing but silent in the guard tower. After a moment he heard her footsteps but when he turned to look she had sat down in the chair he had been sitting in before she came up.

When she realized he wasn't going to acknowledge her presence she began to speak.

"Did I do something to piss you off?"

He just shook his head and went back to staring out into black nothingness and put the bowl down beside him, not hungry at all.

"So then what's the reason you've been ignoring me and avoiding me for a while?"

Daryl snorted at that. He didn't think they interacted enough for her to notice that. He usually only talked to her when he went to see Judith or to ask if she needed anything when he was going on a run.

"Don't flatter yourself girl. I ain't got no reason to avoid ya or talk to ya" Daryl replied making her to put enough derision in his voice so as to not leave any room for doubt. It's bad enough he couldn't stop thinking about fucking her. He didn't need her to know it. He didn't even bother looking at her when replied.

It was quiet for a moment and he started to think she was about to leave, until he heard her voice, hard as steel saying "bullshit".

At that he finally looked at her. Her face was calm but her big blue eyes showed the slightest hint of anger. He was embarrassed to admit but it turned him on slightly to hear her sound so forceful. He never expected little Beth Greene to call him out on his shit. An image of her on all fours with him behind her spanking her ass flashed through his mind before he shook the thought away.

He has never been more thankful he was able to always keep his face blank because he didn't want to imagine her reaction if she knew what he was thinking.

"What did you say?" He shot back at her. His voice quiet but deadly. He was expecting her to backtrack like most people did when he used that tone, but of course Beth continued to surprise him.
"You heard me. I said bullshit Daryl. You've been acting like I have the plague. Leaving the room every time I enter it no matter what you're doing." She stood up and starting walking towards him, anger fueling her steps.

"You've also been taking your meals late. At first I didn't think it was about me but I've been watching you. You seem fine with everyone else but me. I don't get it" she huffed out. "If you don't want to be around me then fine. Whatever. But at least have the courtesy to tell me what I did."

She had stepped into his personal space jabbing a finger into his chest. He didn't even know Beth had this much fire in her but then again he never cared enough to pay attention. Having her in his personal space though was making him panic. He could feel himself growing hard, his cock twitching in pants just from being this close to her. So Daryl did what he always did when he felt cornered. He lashed out at her.

"You best get your damn hands off me girl!" He yelled at her. She was surprised enough to do just that, letting her hand drop but she didn't back up.

He started walking forward hoping to make her back up but she stood her ground, so all his actions did was put them chest to chest. He could feel her tits pressed up against him. She was breathing heavy from her anger and her chest heaved just like in his dream. Lust coursed through his body. His cock was fully hard now and he knew she could feel it against her stomach. She shivered and her nipples hardened. He could feel them through her thin tank top that she wore with no bra.

He looked into her eyes and he started to lose what little control he had with the desire he saw there. She couldn't possibly be attracted to him, could she? He was old and mean but here she was nipples hard, pupils darkened with lust for him. She reached a hand up towards his face and he started to lean down, his self-control shattered the moment she touched his face.

Just before his lips touched hers, they heard loud footsteps coming up the stairs. He jumped back as if burned and walked over to where he left his bowl of whatever food it was, he hasn't bothered to look, and tried to get his breathing under control. Beth brushed by him softly saying "this isn't over" as she headed towards the door. It opened to reveal Glenn. She smiled at her brother in law before taking off.

He stayed up there to talk with Glenn and to eat his dinner. Daryl wanted to make sure she hadn't stayed around waiting for him. He couldn't handle it right now. He was confused and horny as fuck. The only thing he knew for sure was once again he would be stroking his cock to images of Beth before he went to sleep.