I do not own any of the TWD characters. Our adorable couple is flying home today to catch the homecoming game.
The Three Bears
Si had crawled into the bed with Daryl and Beth at some point during the night – probably because he was soaking wet through and through – along with all of his bedclothes that they were going to need to pack first thing in the morning. Beth took the wet pull up and pajamas off of Silas, and put a dry pull up on him. Looking at the clock she saw that she had planned on getting up in a few hours anyway, so she decided to stay up and get all of the wet bed clothes washed and dried so that they could be packed and ready to go when Daryl got up. She felt bad for making Daryl cook breakfast for them all week, so she thought she'd handle this nasty, wet situation so he didn't have to.
On Beth's second trip through the bedroom to gather the tent and other "camping equipment" to start packing it up, she noticed that Si had snuggled up to Daryl since she'd been gone and now they were both lightly snoring. Si's head was nestled right underneath Daryl's chin and Daryl had one of his big, strong arms wrapped around the toddler. Beth grabbed her phone to snap a couple of pics and then decided she'd video a bit of it. It was just about one of the sweetest things she'd ever seen. Her two favorite men, piled up in the bed, neither had a shirt on - Daryl was in his boxers and Silas was in a pull up. They both were wearing their "man pearl" as Daryl called it. So stinking cute Beth thought to herself.
Daryl woke about an hour later and couldn't believe that he was now in the bed with Silas and not Beth. The fact that Silas was in the bed with him was not surprising at all, but Beth was missing and that did stump him a bit - that was unusual. He heard some clanging and banging around in the kitchen.
"What the hell" Daryl mumbled as he checked his phone to see what time it was. He staggered to the bathroom to relieve himself and then wandered into the lighted area of the condo.
"What's goin on?" he asked her. The look on his face conveyed the true meaning behind the question. Beth knew he was curious as to why she, of all people, was up at this hour.
"Silas wet the bed – or his pallet I should say" Beth started to explain "I knew we couldn't pack up his blanket and the tent and everything if it was wet. I've done some laundry, fixed us some breakfast, packed up everything I could find that we missed last night. I even took a bubble bath!"
"Wow" Daryl said "Thanks Hon – I coulda done all that when I got up though."
"You shouldn't have to" Beth told him and smiled. "Want some coffee?"
Daryl nodded, still not quite sure how to act since he didn't even know she knew how to make coffee. "Do I smell biscuits?" he asked. He thought he may be dreaming.
"Yes, you do. And gravy – had to use up some sausage before we left." Beth smiled back at him "last day of vacation and you deserve a treat for taking such good care of us and spoiling us. Enjoy them – no more bread for you when we get back home."
Daryl tried not to growl at that comment and just enjoy the biscuits and gravy that he was getting at the moment. He ate quickly – as he always did – and decided that he would take his shower before loading everything up in the car.
"Ya gonna get Si up in a few minutes? Probably need to get him dressed and fed pretty soon" Daryl told her.
"Yep!" Beth said as she was washing the skillet from the gravy she'd made earlier. Beth had fixed Silas a paper plate with a biscuit and gravy on it. "I'm on it, man. Go get ready."
"Okay, okay" Daryl said. He took a quick shower and then realized that Beth needed another dose of motion sickness medicine before they left. He made a mental note to give it to her before they left the condo.
Daryl and Beth held hands as they made the trip back to Marathon to meet Abe and the plane. Beth's early rising and the meds were working their magic – she seemed to be drifting in and out of consciousness. Daryl looked in the rear view mirror to get a glimpse of his son. His son – how weird was that? Just a week ago Daryl was a single man with a girlfriend who had a little boy. Technically, Daryl was still single, but so much had changed in a week's time. He and Beth had become engaged and they were indeed now a family – a family! It nearly brought Daryl to his knees every time he stopped to think about it.
Silas looked back at Daryl and smiled. Daryl couldn't help but grin at the chocolate milk that was dribbling down the boy's chin. When Daryl looked back at him again, Si had turned his attention back to what appeared to be a never ending expanse of water – mesmerized by the rolling turquoise waves. They had arrived at the airport and Daryl pulled up to the drop off zone for rental cars.
"Beth" he shook her hand. No response. "Beth, Baby. Gotta wake up – we're in Marathon."
Beth sat up and wiped the drool off her face, not even the slightest bit embarrassed. It wasn't the first time Daryl had seen her in that state. Daryl didn't think a thing of it anyway.
"Need ya to wake up, I'm gonna go get a cart for everythang" he told her "I'll be right back." Beth nodded and looked back to Silas who was just chilling out in the car seat. When Daryl returned with the cart, Beth had the hatch on the back of the car open and was ready to start loading everything onto the cart. She appeared to be in some sort of zombified state Daryl thought, but she was attempting to help him with the luggage. Daryl stifled the laughter that threatened to escape. An employee from the car rental desk came out to get the keys from Daryl and thanked him for the business. Daryl tipped the young boy, for what Beth had no idea cause he sure didn't do anything.
The trip home was uneventful. Daryl was to have flown them home since Abe flew them down there. However, Rosita was flying back with them so Abe said that he would fly back and Rosita rode in the cockpit with him. Beth was out of it just as soon as she buckled up, and Silas didn't last much longer after that. Daryl took advantage of the quiet time to follow up on something he had a buddy working on while they were gone. He would need to stop by the trophy shop in town when they landed back home.
Wouldn't you know it – no turbulence and Beth was out of her head with the motion sickness medicine he'd given her. He figured next time, one tablet would do it. Rick picked them up at the airport, since they had had Beth's car ever since they left the week before.
"Where to my good man?" Rick teased Daryl with his best English accent.
"Home James" Daryl told him as he rolled his eyes.
"Who's James?" asked Si.
Daryl and Rick both got a kick out of that. Beth snored in the back seat next to Silas. When they arrived at Beth's apartment, Rick helped with Silas and luggage since Daryl had his hands full with Goldilocks.
"Ya got everything man?" Rick asked Daryl.
"Yeh, thanks for pickin us up" Daryl told him.
"No problem" Rick said "Ya gonna give me a lift back home or I gotta walk?"
"Hell naw, ya ain't gotta walk" Daryl grumbled "Let me make sure she's down for the count. Si and I've gotta run to town and get somethang."
Daryl dropped Rick at his house and thanked him again. Then he and Silas made their way across town to the trophy shop. Daryl had ordered something extra special for the homecoming game tonight and he couldn't wait for Beth to see them. While they were out, Daryl picked up some supper from the local diner – he was pretty sure Beth wasn't going to be up to cooking anything when she woke up. Si's eyes were getting heavy and Daryl was starting to think that a nap before the game sounded like a pretty good idea for everyone.
Everyone in the Dixon household had napped, eaten an early supper, and bathed. Beth was looking for Si's jacket when she heard Daryl hollering for them from their bedroom.
"Beth" he yelled "ya'll come here" he said.
"Come on Daryl" she yelled back "you're gonna make us late."
"We can't go till ya come see this" he hollered.
Beth hefted Si onto her hip and mumbled to the little boy and he thinks I take forever to get ready.
She entered the bedroom to see three black and gold football jerseys on the bed. There was a very large jersey for Daddy Daryl, a medium sized jersey for Momma Beth, and a teeny tiny jersey for Baby Silas. All of them had the number "11" on the back and the name "Dixon". Beth stood there unable to speak.
"Whatya think?" Daryl asked her just grinning all over himself.
"Oh my gosh Daryl – they're amazing!" she gushed. "I'm guessing you were number 11 in high school."
"Hell yeh" Daryl said "best damn tackle that school ever had!"
"Yeh, I've seen some of your moves" she reminded him. He blushed at that comment.
"I liked to hit people back then" he explained "the guidance counselor said I could go to a therapist or play football. He was also the coach."
"I see" smiled Beth. "I always did like the football players." Beth placed a playful kiss on his lips and swatted his behind.
"Stop that or we'll never get outta here" Daryl told her as he grabbed her hand. "Here Silas – ya wanna wear a jersey just like Daddy?" Daryl looked to Beth and she shot him a smile real quickly. Daryl still felt weird saying that – like he was intruding or something.
"Yeh" Silas said as he jumped up and down on the bed. Daryl left Si's hooded sweatshirt on him and pulled the mini replica of Daryl's own jersey over his head. Beth pulled hers on over what she had on and they were ready to go.
The looks from everyone in the stadium were priceless. Most people in town knew that Daryl and Beth had been dating a little bit, but they had no idea how serious they had gotten. When everyone saw the Dixons enter the stadium, the tongues started wagging. When Lori saw Beth's engagement ring and let out a squeal, well, it only took fifteen minutes for the news to spread. Everyone was buzzing about the news – and everyone was so happy for them. Well, nearly everyone. Jimmy not so much. Jimmy had planned on trying to hook up with Beth while he was in town – again, what a dumbass!
