Okay so I was going to make this chapter longer, going from Beth's POV to something else from Daryl's POV, but I am just not happy with what I'm writing for Daryl's POV just yet. I don't wanna post it just to make a chapter longer when I know it's very weak writing. That being said, this chapter is fairly short and still fluff. I intend to have some action in the next chapter, that's why I'm taking my time writing it...I'm better at fluff than action at the moment! Anyways, thanks for reading, reviewing, following. It makes my heart happy to see people enjoying my story!

The van rumbled slowly down the bumpy back road, the firetruck following close behind. It had been a month since Beth and Carol's return and both women were well enough to travel again, so everyone had loaded up and hit the road a few days ago.

That man, Eugene, had led everyone to believe he had a cure if only he could get to D.C. That turned out to be a lie. But Rick, Abraham, Glenn, and Daryl had decided that trying their luck up north might be worth a shot anyways.

They had been lucky to have so many supplies left over from a run to a food bank to take with them, and even luckier to keep finding gas to fuel their two large vehicles. Beth figured their luck might run out at some point and they'd have to continue on foot, but she was enjoying the ride while it lasted.

Rick was driving while Michonne rode shotgun, her arm dangling out the open window. Carl and Carol had the next row of seats, Judith buckled in safely between them. Maggie and Glenn sat behind them while Beth and Daryl had claimed the last row. Everyone else had ended up in the firetruck.

Daryl was currently sleeping, his head rolled back and arms crossed over his chest. Hoping to get a little sleep too, Beth leaned over and rested her head on Daryl's shoulder.

She was glad she could be comfortable with him like this now. She'd started showing her affection for him in front of the group little by little. A couple weeks ago she started resting her hand on his knee during meal times. He had been on edge, worrying someone would say something about it, but no one did.

So Beth started keeping him company during his watch. She'd sidle up to him and wrap her arm through his, leaning into his side. She'd even held his hand in front of the others on occasion. No one ever mentioned it so Beth figured they had to have some idea of what was going on. The only person that had even looked slightly perplexed by her and Daryl's unspoken bond was Carol . . .

Her eyes had only been closed a few moments when she heard Maggie clear her throat somewhat obviously, interrupting Beth's thoughts.

Beth opened her eyes to see her sister turned around in her seat to face her, her eyebrows raised in a curious express.

"What?" Beth whispered, not wanting to wake Daryl. When he wasn't out on a run or hunting he was on watch and got very little sleep.

"Been meaning to ask you what all this is about?" she whispered back, nodding towards Daryl.

Beth rolled her eyes. "And you picked now to ask me?"

Maggie just sat there looking at Beth expectantly. Beth shrugged, not sure what to say. Her sister huffed and motioned with her finger for Beth to sit up closer to her.

"Bethy, I think everyone already knows."

Beth sighed. "I figured as much honestly, but no one's mentioned it. You're okay with it?"

Maggie shrugged. "He's a little older but it's pretty clear how much you mean to him. Who am I to say y'all shouldn't be together? I want you to be happy, Beth. Does he make you happy?"

Beth nodded, a smile forming on her lips.

"Well then, I'm okay with it." Maggie replied matter-of-factly.

Beth felt relief flood through her. She was going to be with Daryl either way, but she was beyond ecstatic that her sister hadn't given her any grief about it.

Maggie turned back to Glenn, leaving Beth to get some rest.

Beth once again snuggled up against Daryl's side, getting comfortable. He mumbled in his sleep as she adjusted her head against his shoulder, but didn't wake. She couldn't wait to make camp for the night so she could find some alone time with Daryl to tell him about what Maggie had said.

And with that thought in mind, she drifted off to sleep.