Another chapter! Thanks for the reviews guys! It's been awesome writing this with Jenn and she keeps me motivated.


Tuesday morning rolls around and Maggie and Beth are headed into Atlanta to the office where they are meeting with the House Hunters Georgia producers. Maggie isn't feeling her best so Beth convinced her to let her drive. There are a couple of museums within walking distance and she can keep herself busy until the meeting is over. The fact that Maggie agrees with very little pushing is testament to the fact that she genuinely doesn't feel good.

The drive there is traffic free and only takes about forty minutes; from their little office in Senoia to the intimidating marble and metal building in downtown Atlanta. Beth is extremely happy she doesn't have to enter the glass doors. Just looking at it makes her anxious. The fountain and little coffee shop a ways down the road look more her speed and she points to it.

"I'll be there and my cellphone is on if you need me. You sure you're okay Maggie. Her sister looks pale and the dark circles that were barely a smudge under her eyes earlier are deep shadows now.

"I'll be fine. I have to, we need this break!" She shoulders her bag and heads for the glass doors, high heels clicking on the cement walkway. Beth wore jeans and her converse topped with a soft baby tee and a flannel. It's her favorite outfit when she isn't at the office. She even wears it to Rhee's Music Box where she gives piano and singing lessons part-time. She watches as Maggie disappears into the building and drives off to busy herself.


Daryl's chewing on his thumb nail while he listens to Michonne and the producers discussing details and he's thinking it isn't so bad being here in this meeting. Carol, he knew her years back. She went to school with him and Rick and had been a grade or two above them. Andrea, the other producer, is one of those loud blonde bimbo types his brother likes. Although she's definitely a bit more classy. He doesn't like the way she looked him up and down when he walked into the room, like he was her next meal. It made him uncomfortable. So far his participation has been minimal. A few basic questions. Nothing too hard.

And then everything starts to go downhill.

"So Daryl this is a big undertaking. You must have a pretty solid friendship with Rick and Michonne to make an investment like this." Andrea smiles a big sappy smile. And what the fuck is 'a pretty solid friendship'? He wouldn't be doing this if he didn't like them.

"Been friends a long time. I like 'em alright." Stupid question. Is he gonna get all the ridiculous questions? If he had it his way there'd be no more questions.

"Do you currently own your own home?" She asks looking at him expectantly.

"No. Was I supposed to?" If he owned a home he wouldn't be looking to build another. Ain't these people got any sense at all?

"Daryl, in her application, Michonne told us you're building a cabin so that you can live on site. Tell me about that. I'm curious to know, what would your dream cabin look like?" Carol's smile seems genuine and she makes him feel like she really would like to know what his plans are. He mulls over it for a few seconds before answering.

"It's gotta be all on its own. Set back in the woods where it's quiet and I can hunt and be by myself. Nothing fancy. Couple a bedrooms, kitchen, bathroom, you know the usual. I don't need much." Daryl mumbles.

"I remember you and your older brother spent a lot of time hunting and fishing." Carol says.

"Yep, be perfect if I had a stream out back. Big ole back porch where I can clean my kill." He can already imagine it. And he actually does have a big porch in the plans he drew up. Front and back. Kinda wraps around the place.

"I'm hoping you'll have electricity!" Andrea titters. She's trying to be funny, but Daryl isn't amused.

"Course I'm gonna have electricity! Ain't no caveman. But I don't need central heat an' air. I want a wood burnin fireplace and I'm gonna install big ceiling fans to keep the air circulatin. Lots of rock, steel and granite. I got a company I been talking to that deals in reclaimed wood. I want it looking rustic an' lived in." Daryl feels a smile trying to upturn the corners of his lips but he bites it back because he's already shared more than he's comfortable with.

"That sounds amazing Daryl. I hope it all works out for you," Carol says. He can see by the look in her eyes that she really means it.

"You just need to find someone to share it all with and you'll be set." Andrea smiles. This woman is a piece of work! He wrinkles his nose and barks out a laugh.

"Why the hell would I wanna ruin a good thing?!" Everyone starts laughing except Maggie their realtor. She's coughing and gagging and isn't looking so hot. His phone rings in the middle of it all and he steps out to take the call.

About thirty minutes later Beth's phone chimes and she sees her sister's number on the screen.

"Mags? That was quick how did-"

"Beth I need you to come, I...I'm sick….barely made it to the bathroom before I puked." Maggie sounds horrible, but Beth feels even worse.

"Can't we reschedule or something?" She feels horrible for asking, but she isn't even dressed appropriately and to be honest she's scared.

"No Bethy we can't. Please just do this. The producers are really nice. Carol is from Senoia and Rick and Michonne are here." Her sister's is begging and Beth has a hard time saying no so she isn't surprised when she agrees to come up and finish out the meeting.

Hanging up the phone she hurries towards the big building all the while taking cleansing yoga breaths and psyching herself up. She can do this, she can. As she approaches the door it's suddenly thrown wide open and a tall dark haired man comes bursting out. He almost knocks her over, he's on his phone barely paying attention.

"Dammit Merle wadda ya mean the car jus' fell off the lift? That don' happen…" He's too far away for her to hear the rest of his conversation and she really wasn't paying attention to it all that much. She's trying to remember where Maggie told her to go.

The receptionist just inside the building seems to know who she is and why she's there and she sends Beth to the third floor, suite D4. There's a little waiting room just inside the door and Maggie is hunched over in a chair with a wet cloth and a bottle of water. Michonne is sitting beside her awkwardly patting her back. She looks up when Beth walks in and her brown eyes are filled with relief.

"Beth, thank god you came along! This interview is sinking faster than the Titanic! We've already lost Daryl to a catastrophe at work and Maggie about puked in the trash can" She must sense Beth's trepidation though because she rests a hand on Beth's forearm. "These ladies are really nice and one of them, Carol, knows Rick and Daryl from high school. I'm hoping they like us enough because it's not another boring interview with a yuppie couple and their dog! Come on!"

When Beth walks into the room, she immediately freezes up at the door and Michonne has to practically push her the rest of the way to the couch. She see the two producers, and a camera set up across from where Rick's sitting. All of them stand up when they see Beth enter the room.

"Hi, you must be Beth Greene," one holds out her hand for Beth to shake. "My name is Carol and this here is Andrea."

"Nice to meet you both," Beth speaks quietly, giving her a handshake. Carol swept her hand in front of her to show them the couch.

"Just take a seat and we can continue on with the interview," Carol says. They all sit down and Beth finds it near impossible to find a comfortable place to sit. Her stomach's in knots and she's worried about what kind of impression she's gonna leave.

"I'm sorry your sister isn't feeling well but she spoke very highly of you. Said you were new to realty but you're catching on quite quick." Andrea says.

"Yes, I just completed my courses and got my license late last year. Maggie and I opened up the business about six months ago." Beth explains.

"And you feel comfortable showing Michonne and Daryl to the properties,"

"I think I can," Beth speaks, clearly not sure about her answer.

"Well we need to know you can," Andrea says. Beth nods.

"I know I can do it," Beth replies.

"What are you other passions in life, Beth?" Carol asks this time, writing notes in her booklet.

"I teach music and singing lessons part-time."

"Oh, how long have you been doing that?" Carol seems genuinely interested.

"I've been teaching for the past six years but I've been singing my whole life. My mom said I would sing little tunes before I could even speak words. I got into piano when I was about four." Beth beams as she talks about her childhood antics.

"You seem really passionate about that," Andrea states with a smile. Beth notices that her butterflies are beginning to go away and she feels more comfortable being here now.

"Maggie said you girls grew up on a farm? Do you still live out there?"

"Oh no, I moved out about two years ago. As much as I love the country, I couldn't take my parents place anymore," Beth giggles. "Way too many chickens, outside and inside the house," Everyone laughs at her joke.

"So you decorated your new place then,"

"Not really," Beth says embarrassed. "I rent an apartment and it's cold white walls. I'm just starting out so I'm more concerned with rent and food then decorating."

"What's your dream house then?" Beth thinks for a moment after Andrea asks the question. She's always imagined what her home would look like and she can see it in her mind every time.

"The country, definitely. I live in a small town and it's too busy. I love the quiet sounds of the woods and nature." Beth began to describe her little cottage. "Something rustic but well built. Two or three bedroom with an ensuite off the master. Wood cabinets in the kitchen with a big island to cook at. A nice cozy corner to read from my piles of books. A wood burning fireplace for the cold winter nights." Beth dreams. "And a large wrap around porch with wooden rocking chairs to enjoy the cool night."

Michonne glances over at Rick with a smile on her face. "Sounds like you thought a lot about that?" Michonne laughs. Rick winks back at his wife.

"Just a bit," Beth giggles. Carol continues to write in her notebook and smiles at Beth. She's a little confused, it seems they all know something she isn't privy too. But she continues to smile because this has actually been fun.

The meeting turns out to be a success and Carol and Andrea, the other producer, admit that they had already decided they loved the idea when they found out it was taking place in Senoia and that it was an old friend of Carol's.

"We don't play favorites, but this just seemed like fate! Especially Daryl Dixon's arms!" Andrea giggled. Daryl. He's Michonne and Rick's business partner. The one who left early. She wonders if the rude man who had about knocked her over could be Daryl Dixon. Thinking back he was quite attractive in a rugged sort of way. The name Dixon seems familiar too, but she can't figure out why.

"Well Beth, I think your darling! We'd love to sign you on to take Maggie's place if she isn't feeling better before next week. FIlming starts just as soon as we get clearance permits and contact the three properties your sister gave us the info on." Andrea is still smiling at her and Carol is too.

"Filming? I uh, well." Beth hesitates and she hears Rick clear his throat.

"Beth Greene do you know how proud it would make your daddy to see his baby on tv?" Beth glares at him. He's a close family friend and she knows exactly what he's doing.

"Low blow Rick Grimes," she mutters. But she smiles at him because she can't help it. He's a nice man and deserves to be happy. He lost his wife to a horrible car accident and was raising his son on his own when Michonne Devins moved to town and it was like it was meant to be. She loved a happy ending.

"Okay. But only if Maggie can't do it. Because this was her thing. She was really excited." Everyone is nodding in agreement and Beth no longer feels all that nervous.

While the rest of the group talks everything over and celebrates, Beth excuses herself out of the meeting to take Maggie home. Michonne promises to keep her informed and that they will talk soon. When Beth leaves the office, Maggie is slumped over the chair taking a nap. The poor receptionist looks at Beth, basically telling her to get this person out of the lobby and home.

She gently shakes Maggie awake which causes her to bolt upright. She looks around to see where she is.

"Oh my god, I fell asleep," she panics.

"It's okay Maggie, you need to get some rest." Beth calms her. "The meeting is done and I'm gonna take you home now,"

"Did it go okay? When do we find out?" Maggie asks quickly as Beth helps her up.

"I'll tell you in the car, let's just focus on getting you into the elevator," Beth moans, as she holds up most of Maggie's body weight.

They slowly make their way down the elevator and out of the building. Beth was able to park pretty close and she maneuvers Maggie into the passenger seat. By the time Beth gets into the driver's seat and starts the car, it looks like Maggie has fallen asleep again.

"Oh brother," Beth sighs, clearly frustrated by the situation.

"How did it go," came a small voice. Beth glances quickly over to see Maggie has her eyes open weakly, and is staring at her sister.

"We got it," Beth announces with some hesitation. "Well Michonne got it and we're going to be the real estate agent so I guess we got it too."

"Yay!" Maggie says weakly. "When do they start filming?"

"Next week, so you better get better," Beth threatens.

"I should be fine in a day or two," Maggie relents. "It's probably just a bug,"

"Well, if you don't do it, then I have to and I already felt like I was gonna pass out when they told me!"

"It will all work out," Maggie says sleepily. Within a few seconds, her soft snores can be heard in the car and Beth's glad her sister passed out again. She was worried about doing this show and with the way her sister was carrying on, she was even more worried that she would be the one taking over.


Daryl picks up the phone when Michonne calls later. He's been expecting this call and he hopes she isn't gonna lay into him about leaving their meeting. He's had one hell of an afternoon and he's in no mood to hear more complaining from her.

Yeah?" he growls into the phone trying to make it clear from the get go that he's in a shitty mood.

"Daryl? Is everything okay with Merle and the shop?" Well this is different. She actually sounds concerned. Musta had a better day then him.

"Got it figured out. Simple malfunction and a hungover dumbass. How 'bout you? Didn' mean ta leave y'all hanging." He isn't really apologizing. Just being honest.

"Oh it all worked out after Maggie almost puked on the producers and her little sister had to come to the rescue." He can hear Michonne giggling. "We're on Daryl! They picked us!" Daryl's stomach starts rolling and he thinks the beans he had for dinner are restless in his belly.

"That so? Well congratulations, I guess." He says and he is happy, he thinks. Maybe it's just because Michonne is happy. She'd been a little teary eyed at breakfast over Carl not being around for all of this and he'd felt bad for her. But all that emotion made him uncomfortable too and he'd stepped out for a cigarette and stayed there until they'd come out or the restaurant ready to head into Atlanta.

"Congratulations to you too! Filming starts sometime in the next week. I'll keep you updated!" Hanging up the phone he goes to search his medicine cabinet for some alka seltzer.


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