So the prompt was ITunes and I had no idea what to write I am after all an Android user and know jack shit of ITunes. Anyways this came up, and then went out of my hands. I like it though, and I hope you guys do too.

On ITunes, Beth Greene opened her favorite songs playlist, placed her headphones on her ears, and began to listen to her music as she waited for the bus that would take her to Savannah. The bus was set to arrive in thirty minutes so Beth decided to take out her small – on the go – journal, and her favorite pen to kill time.

She was going to visit her friend Sasha. She had not seen her since college, and Beth was excited to reunite with her. Beth and Sasha were roommates, and Sasha was like another sister to Beth. Sasha protected her from privileged frat boys, and Beth kept her fed in return. What they had was an undisputed friendship, and Beth did not understand how they allowed themselves to go without seeing each other for so long.

Well, she did know why. Beth was busy back home in Senoia with her veterinary practice, and Sasha was busy saving people in Savannah.

Sasha was a firefighter, and a fierce one at that. She was in the same unit as her brother Tyreese, and Beth loved to hear about the crazy things Sasha and her unit got into when they were not on duty. Everything Sasha retold her sounded swell, even if most of the time Sasha complained about having a lot of annoying older brothers.

Nevertheless, Beth could not wait to meet them all. She had heard much about them that she was excited to put faces to names. Especially the firefighter named Daryl, whose story, after Sasha briefly gave it to her, compelled her, and made her have a weird crush on the man.

Daryl Dixon, from Sasha words, was a thirty four year old firefighter who had worked his way from the bottom of the bottom to be where he was now. Daryl was not afraid to break his back, or risk his life when facing an inferno. Daryl was shy, not good with words, but still one of the best men Sasha had met. He had no girlfriend, Sasha inexplicitly emphasized to her, and no immediate family other than his brother Merle who Daryl loved immensely. Daryl, according to Sasha, was unusually handsome, and had such a robust form that apparently would make Beth drool once she saw it.

Beth tried not to think about that part though. She was more interested in meeting the man who fearlessly ran into a collapsing building to save a little boy's life. She was more interested in meeting the man who protectively swaddled, and held tightly in his arms a dog who had been inside a burning house, and was absolutely petrified.

That was the man she wanted to meet. That was the man who had her anxiously shaking her leg on the bus ride to Savannah, Georgia.

Daryl Dixon was cleaning the firehouse kitchen when abruptly Sasha entered. He noted that she was wearing a smile instead of the signature scowl she liked to put on. She had a clipboard in hand, so he guessed she was now leading the firehouse cleaning, something that she rarely did citing gender roles and the like.

"Are you leading the firehouse clean?" Daryl prompted as he sprayed some cleaner on the counters.

"Yes, I am Dixon," Sasha responded as she took in the room, inspecting Daryl's work, as if there was something wrong with it.

"I thought Rick was leading it," answered Daryl since Rick was the one who gave assignments in the morning.

"He was," Sasha retorted as she opened the refrigerator door, and looked in. "But I took over because my friend is visiting, and I don't want her to see a half-assed clean firehouse."

"Half-assed?" Daryl grunted as he tried not to be offended by her words, he never half-assed anything.

"Yes! Half-assed!" Sasha answered as she took out a rotten fruit? Vegetable? He could not tell. "You men can't clean right, see." She emphasized by showing him the fruit, or vegetable, or whatever it was.

"Anyways," Sasha continued as she threw away the thing on the disposal. "Beth is coming, and she's so excited to meet you guys for some reason, and I don't want to make a liar out of me."

"Why would you make liar out of yourself?" Daryl questioned as he cleaned the counters more diligently and listened to Sasha.

"Because," Sasha began. "I told Beth you are decent guys, and this pigsty is completely showing you're not."

"The place is not that dirty," Daryl defended.

"It will be to Beth," Sasha pointed out. "I have never met anyone as clean as her. We were roommates in college, and according to my momma she put her to shame since she like to clean my side of the room for me and have to room be all well put together."

"She sounds uptight," Daryl then said, slightly put off by Sasha's friend because of her cleaning tendencies. Don't get him wrong his fellow firefighters could be pigs and the firehouse could sometimes be a pigsty, and Daryl personally liked to have his things clean, but if anyone cleaned after him he would not be happy.

"She is not," Sasha exclaimed offended for her friend. "Beth is an angel. She's even a vet, and I bet you Daryl Dixon that once you meet her you will be eating your words."

Daryl just scoffed at that. He was a Dixon; he was never going to eat his words.

"Oh," Sasha wickedly said with a smile on her face. "Just wait until Beth arrives, Dixon. Just wait." She repeated as she left Daryl cleaning, and wondering if the woman exhaled too much fumes on their last mission.

Beth arrived at the station at noon. Exiting the taxi she took, and closing out ITunes on her phone, she headed towards the open garage doors where she could see her best friend.

Smiling widely Beth called out, "Sasha! I'm here!"

"Beth!" Sasha exclaimed as she met Beth in the entrance of the station quickly embracing her. "I'm so happy you're here. How was the ride?"

"The ride was great." Beth answered as she followed Sasha, who was leading her to the inside of the firehouse. "I'm glad I took the bus. I was actually able to listen to more music than I have in a while."

"That's great." Sasha answered knowing Beth loved music. "Are you ready to meet the guys?" Sasha then asked her as they neared what Beth assumed was the kitchen. "I think Daryl is over here."

"Uhm," Beth stuttered as she felt blood rushing to her cheeks, and her hands started to get sweaty. "Daryl?"

"Yeah, Daryl," Sasha replied not paying attention to her distresses friend, or her fellow firefighters who wanted to meet Beth too. "I want you to meet him first."

"Why?" Beth hurriedly asked. Why did she have to meet Daryl first? She wanted at least a few minutes of preparation before meeting him. She thought about him more than she cared to admit, and she was nervous. What if he did not like her? What if she romanticized him too much and he turned out to be the exact opposite of what she imagined? She was going to vomit.

"Because," Sasha responded as they stood outside the kitchen door, and turned to face a wide eyed Beth. "I have a point to prove."

Moving a lock of hair that was on Beth's face, Sasha looked Beth over, and then led her into the kitchen.

Nobody was in there but the most handsome man she had ever seen. He was fixing the table in the kitchen, and he was deeply concentrated on his work as if it was the most important job in the world. Yeah, Beth said to herself, that is Daryl Dixon.

"Daryl," Sasha all but screamed startling Daryl out of his work, and making Beth wished she had another best friend. "This is Beth. My friend. The one I was telling you about."

All Daryl could think was that she was beautiful. She stood there behind Sasha with colored cheeks and a confused gaze, and all he could think about was her beauty.

Daryl, then, could not help but to condemn Sasha as he tried to think of something to respond with. Why did her friend have to be beautiful? Why did he say she was stuck up without knowing her? He should have remembered that Sasha tended to over exaggerate things because as he looked at her friend – Beth – he could see she was more than what Sasha made her out to be. She was a vet, right? Boy was he an idiot.

Clearing his throat, Daryl thought to finally say, "Uhm, hello," very smooth, Dixon.

"Hi," Beth answered with the sweetest voice he had ever heard. "I'm Beth," Beth added stepping around Sasha, who had an annoyingly smug grin on her face, and extending her hand to him.

"Daryl," he countered taking her hand and trying not to react to the jolt of electricity that went through him when he did.

"Nice to meet you," Beth said as she shyly looked away from their united hands to his eyes. "I've heard a lot about you." Beth braved herself to say.

"You have?" Daryl asked her now completely worried about the stories Sasha could have told her about him.

"Yes, I have," Beth answered with an equally shy smile. "All good things," she added as she took in Daryl's worried expression. "I have actually been excited to meet you. Or…" She explained hurriedly. "Or at least the man who swaddled the dog after the house fire. You see I am a vet, and I wanted to thank you for that you know as an advocate of animals and all. Thank you." She then said smiling at him, and almost knocking him off his feet. "That was very kind of you."

"It was nothing," Daryl then tried to set aside completely overwhelmed by her thanks.

"No, it was a big deal," Beth refuted. "Only a kind man would do that. So thank you, again," she repeated.

"You're welcome," Daryl answered her as he looked down at his boots.

And then.

"Wouldyouliketogooutonadatewithme?" He then heard her say.

"Sorry," he answered completely shocked by the turn of events.

"Uhm," Beth replied, as she turned to look back at Sasha, who was clearly enjoying the scene at the moment, and who persuaded Beth to continue and not back out. Beth never did this. She never did, and she did not know where the bravery came from, but she asked again more clearly. "Would you like to go out on a date with me?"

"Uhm," Daryl took his turn to say as he looked at the obviously out of her comfort zone but still beautiful girl in front of him, and then to her best friend you was mouthing to him 'You better say yes, or I will kill you!' "Yes, I would love to go out on a date with you," he answered completely happy by the turn of events.

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