READ OR YOU WILL BE LOST NEXT CHAPTER. I want Beth and Daryl to still have that time apart from each other because it is very important for character development and relationship development. I realized that while watching 50 reasons to ship Beth and Daryl on YouTube. So yes my book picks up after season 4 and into season 5. I will start again In the middle of episode 6, consumed. I changed it a little bit, nothing crazy though. So now Beth escaped with Noah. So, for your confusion. I have my author magic so I froze time so Beth and Daryl could have that connection after the funeral home and my own creations. So the rest of events happened just like before with all the other groups after the fall of the prison. Except Beth got captured after my writings. I got the script from the show but I modified it a little. The events will be different and modified because Beth changes things. OH and Carol and Daryl are in the middle of their rescue mission, tracking the white-cross car. Okay my little chickadees, here it is.

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Chapter Seven: Gone

Daryl POV

Beth is gone, that is all I know. She is lost like a leaf in a stream; long gone. It was bound to happen; everything I love and cherish gets blown away like smoke in the wind. She was like an angel, shining light where there was none.

Hell no! I am going to find her. I am not losing her, I can't afford it. If that was to happen then I would never be the same. The world would never be the same. It would go out of control; the earth can't lose its center. It can't lose its reason to live. I swallow hard, that's why I'm here; to find Beth. The road stretches out in front of us in a ghastly ribbon. Beth's angelic face fills my mind. I'm not sad though, I'm determined. I am bringing back Beth, no other options. I'm not preparing myself for a loss but a victory.

"So it was just you and Beth after?" Carol inquires.

"Yeah" I answer.

"You save her?" Carol asks.

Save Beth, never. Nobody saves Beth but herself. "She's tough, she saved herself."

I don't do conversation but with Carol it's natural.

"We were out there for a while. We were holed up in a dollar store, we got cornered, she got out in front of me and I don't know, she was gone. I came out and a car's pulling out with a white cross on the window." I explain.

"Just like that one?" Carol asks. "Yeah."

Our car runs over a walker's head. The gruesome crunch leaves blood on the tires. The white cross car streams in front of us. We follow slowly behind.

"Ricks gonna wonder where we went. Tanks runnin' low." I say deep in my throat.

"We can end this quick, just run 'em off the road." Carol says aggressively.

"Nah, we're good for a bit." I say nonchalantly.

"If they're holding her somewhere, we can get it out of the driver." Carol says with an edge of anger.

"Yeah, but if he don't talk we're back to square one." I explain. "Right now we got the advantage, we'll see who they are. If they're a group, see what they can do. And then we'll do what we gotta do to get her back." My voice holds confidence.

My knuckles are white from clutching the steering wheel too hard. We follow the strange car at a safe distance. "They're heading north, 1-85." Carol observes. Ahead of us the road leads us into the haunted city. Its dark skyscrapers black and broken. I need to save Beth. I am saving Beth.

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A/N Reviews are greatly appreciated. Next chapter will be up Thursday*;*;*;