Author's Notes: I have my reasons for not putting on the song lyrics at the beginning. I highly recommend that you listen to it when the part comes. The song is so hauntingly beautiful and I would just love it if you could enjoy it the same way I do. Make sure you guys listen to the SUSAN ENAN version.

Also, not much of danger here. My babies need to rest. :)

Bring On the Wonder

The sun was halfway across the sky, it's unmuted rays beaming down on the chill of autumn winds. Beth and Daryl were heaving, sweat glistening down their backs as they chucked the dead bodies into the pit they have dug out since dawn. As much as they hated the idea of paying respects to the corpses of their two previous intruders, they did not want their bodies to decay within the vicinities of their sanctuary. After a good afternoon's worth of exertion, the couple finally buried the dead in their backyard.

Daryl released a pained exhale as he stretched out the muscles of his shoulders and back, his entire body protesting with a dull ache from his injuries. Beth did the same, twisting and turning her slender waist to unravel the knots in her body. As the two walked side by side towards the entrance of the lodge, Beth released a relaxed sigh.

"We should probably find a place to get more water. Now that we're gonna stay for a while."

Daryl nodded. "Was actually thinkin' the same thing. There's probably somethin' near here. Don't see the owner of the place draggin' drums of water through the forest." He mulled out loud. "We should check it out tomorrow."

Beth's eyes widened in anticipation. "You mean y'think there's a creek nearby?" Nothing sounded better to her than another wash, now that she had plenty of toiletries to clean herself with.

"With a lil bit of luck…" he chuckled, seeing the gleam in her round cerulean eyes.

"Guess it's a good thing I have my good luck charm with me then." She giggled, tugging at his arms as she teased the reticent archer. Daryl stopped in his tracks, silently confused with her statement.

"I meant you, Daryl." Beth giggled some more. She motioned to lift her feet upwards towards him, her lips seeking out his for another kiss before she caught herself half-way and stopped. Her eyes widened with embarrassment as a subtle flush spread across her cheeks once more.

Beth had wanted to kiss him, but she was unsure where they stood, now that the haze of last night's passion had dissipated with the rising of the sun. She didn't want to Daryl too far again, didn't want to startle him into running away from her once more. The blonde inwardly cringed at herself, cursing herself for her hesitation. She wished she had more memories with him to go by, to better guide her as they navigate their long lost yet blossoming relationship. Slowly, she lowered herself away from him, subtly attempting to hide her sudden reluctance.

Daryl saw the exact moment when Beth's eyes stopped gleaming with mirth, replaced by the fuzzy haze of self-doubt and hesitancy. He knew those feelings all too well, and there was no way he was going to allow his personal miracle to feel the same—not even for a second.

Softly he grabbed her wrists before she could walk away from him. However, unlike the harsh tugging he had done last night, his grip now was much more gentle, earnest in his desire to seek her eyes out.

"Hey." He gruffed, catching her attention once more. Beth met his gaze as she forced a smile on her lips, putting on an easy-going façade in her face. Daryl stepped closer to her, brushing the wild golden hair framing her cheeks.

"Is this what you want?" he whispered, his eyes begging for her honesty, his gaze glassy and afraid of her reply. "Us?" Daryl tried to ignore the gravel in his voice, his breath slightly unsteady as he anticipated rejection.

Beth's striking eyes gazed up the entirety of Daryl's face, taking in the intensity of his demeanor as he waited for her reply. Of course she wanted him, how could anyone not. He was the most gentle-hearted, fiercely protective, misunderstood man in the planet. Daryl was the single steadying anchor in the maelstrom of Beth's core. He made her stronger, made her fight harder, made her full of hope and filled her with his guiding light whenever darkness and despair clouded her heart. What this man meant to her, words could never convey, and so the only thing she could utter was,

" Yes."

Daryl's shoulders sagged with welcome relief. Slowly he tilted his head downwards, to meet with her a velvet lips. He kissed her slowly this time, taking in every gentle sigh that she breathed in his longing mouth, cataloguing every shiver that she made with the motions of his tongue. Beth melted into his body, releasing a soft breath as she wrapped her lean arms around his neck as she reveled in his invigorating taste. She didn't think she would ever get enough of him.

He broke his lips away before their kiss could deepen, wanting her to hear his words before they got lost once more in the winds of passion. Beth gasped as she tried to steady her breath, trying her best to ignore the ball of heat coiling in her stomach.

Daryl cleared his throat as he continued their conversation. " I ain't runnin' nowhere anymore. 's long as this is what you want." He didn't really like uttering words of confessions, his heated skin an evidence of that as he tried to avert her gaze. Still, he continued. "So y' aint gotta be second-guessin' everythin, is what I'm tryin' to say…"

She was astounded by how much this man knew her, knew all the little emotions she tries so hard to mask in a steady façade. Her swollen lips slightly trembled as she felt the tugging in her chest upon hearing his sweet confessions.

"You just tryin' to sweet talk me into kissin' you some more, aren't you?" she teased, trying to ease the tension in his muscles. Daryl's body relaxed as he released a soft chuckle.

"Nah.." Daryl reached for her face. "Don't need to sweet talk you when I can do this.." he huffed as he met with her lips once more, muting her giggles with his tender kiss, both of them needing each to drink in one another like they were dying of thirst and their mouths were water.

"You're sister's gonna kill me if she finds us like this." He gruffed harshly, his face flushed with warmth as he took in the sight of her straddling his hips, her hair cascading in golden waterfalls cresting down on his cheeks.

She looked like a goddess as she peered her smoldering blue eyes down to him, her flustered lips tilting upwards as she pressed her palms against the fabric on his chest.

"Then we better make sure she doesn't find us." She giggled, her soft laughter a welcome harmony ringing in his otherwise silent walls.

"You make it sound tha' easy." He groaned as she resumed her soft trail of kisses from the corner of his lips down to the hollows of his throat.

"Nothin' ever comes easy anymore, Daryl." She whispered, pulling away from his collarbones to gaze intently upon his eyes.

"It's up to us to make everythin' else, worth it."

Beth was growling at her reflection in the mirror. Her unkempt hair was refusing to cooperate her, flying in every direction despite her numerous attempts to push it down. After a final try, she grumbled, giving up on the idea that she might look a teeny bit presentable in her home attire of oversized white shirt and grey boxers once more. She swept all of her silken hair at the side of her nape, covering the tender lump with a single intricate braid down the side of her chest.

She stared at her pale, injured face, cataloguing every scar that marred her otherwise flawless complexion. Day by day, she was slowly beginning to see the blurring of the walls that divided her two separate identities, merging in the chasms of her brain and gradually making her feel fuller; more whole. She secretly wondered if this was all due to her regained memories, or because of her growing connection with her protective hunter.

Taking one last grimacing glance at herself, she walked out the bathroom to greet her lover with a chaste peck on the lips. He was busying himself with reorganizing their supplies when he saw her, and the vision of her once again stole his breath away as he traced his eyes upon the delicate curves of her pearlescent figure, enjoying the way her disheveled braid crested upon the peaks of her breasts.

Daryl cleared his throat, forcing his body to simmer down as knots of desire simmered under his skin, causing him to harden and seek more of her touch. He shivered slightly as he breathed in her cloying scent and amber once more, her fragrance more concentrated after a well-deserved wash.

"Guess 'its my turn," he gruffed, as we walked away from his angel before he did something stupid- like pin her against the wall once more and ravage her until they were doing so much more than just kissing. He re-shifted his gaze towards the bathroom as he kissed her brow and closed the door, finally clearing his lungs of the heady cloud that Beth always entranced him with.

Daryl splashed a handful of cold water towards his face, trying to clear his mind with inebriating thoughts of Beth Greene's lips, parting and mewling as he caressed her entire body until she was singing hymnal songs of carnal pleasure. When his blood had finally settled, he began his ministrations of cleaning himself, carefully washing all the grime and blood across his bruised and battered skin. Only when every inch of his was rinsed off did he begin to wash his head, finally allowing all the grease that had accumulated to wash away.

All the while his thoughts were reeling as he forced himself to believe that he had once again received a rare miracle. Not only did Beth survive the trauma that he could not even bear himself to remember anymore, but this moonlit angel also chose to accept his depraved heart, and in return gave him the breath of life once more. His heartbeat raced as he remembered her earnest plea.

'No… Not after all this time.'

His heart had completely stopped when he watched the way her eyes flared with longing and tears as she crashed her lips upon his. It was as if she was filled with just as much aching as he was, like her affections were not only born out of recent events, but from the long lost embers that they had kindled in their souls through all these years. Like she was seeking for home… just like he was, and home was only found in the inevitable abyss they plummeted down on whenever their lips melded with each other's.

He walked out the door, his chest bare and uncovered due to the pain that clothing caused. He intended on walking towards her, on asking her if there were any memories between them that she had recovered. However, as soon as his stepped foot within the vicinity of their living room, he was dazed. His eyes darkened, his mind half convinced that he was dreaming once more as he took in the vision of his angel, illuminated by warm, radiant flickers in their otherwise darkened room.

Right by the blaze of the hearth, Beth crouched, her hands busy with adding more kindling to the fire. Her skin glowed as the flickering of flames cast golden shadows, dancing upon her serene, translucent face in rhythm to the soft melody that she was singing unwarily.

I can't see the stars anymore living here
Let's go to the hills where the outlines are clear
Bring on the wonder
Bring on the song
I pushed you down deep in my soul for too long

I fell through the cracks at the end of our street
Let's go to the beach, get the sand through our feet
Bring on the wonder
Bring on the song
I pushed you down deep in my soul for too long

Daryl's breath caught, his heart hammering as the haunting sing-song melodies filled the air, captivating any creature into ethereal silence. He remained unmoving, standing behind the shadow his songbird casted as dazzling tongues of flames enveloped her in a halo of golden hair and light. He never thought he would ever hear her sing again, the notion of it long buried within the recesses of his heart. Yet there Beth stood, filling the air with her haunting harmonies, evoking from within him a long-lost sense of joy and homecoming.

Beth continued her singing, completely unaware of the melodic tunes escaping her angelic lips, twining around Daryl's every being in sweet melancholy. Finally, she felt his presence, his heated gaze from behind her and her breath hitched, emptying the air with unwelcomed silence. She smiled sheepishly at his standing figure, trying to hide the flush of embarrassment staining her porcelain cheeks.

"Sorry. Didn't realize I was..." she whispered, bashfully brushing her golden fringes behind her ear.

Daryl cleared his throat, slightly embarrassed as well that the blonde had caught his staring. Slowly he placed himself down on the sofa, gingerly laying his back against the beaten cushions as he used an arm as a pillow.

"Go ahead." He muttered, his smoldering eyes afraid to stray away from the vision of his luminescent angel.

Beth's face flushed scarlet, secretly pleased at the thrumming of her heart as she felt Daryl's encouraging gaze.

"I..I don't even know what I was singin'." She stammered "It just came out of me or something."

Daryl nodded, understanding the fickleness of her memories.

"Close your eyes… Keep singin." He whispered.

Beth followed his advice as she pulled down her lids. Slowly she concentrated on the tugging in her heart, silently whispering to her the words she was yearning to reach until her trembling lips parted, once again illuminating the room with her haunting tones. Slowly she opened her eyes, staring back at Daryl's stormy irises, both of their gazes blazing with tenderness and longing as her soul poured into poignant music all the words that her touch could not convey.

"I don't have the time for a drink from the cup
Let's rest for a while 'til our souls catch us up
Bring on the wonder
Bring on the song
I pushed you down deep in my soul for too long

Bring on the wonder
We got it all wrong
We pushed you down deep in our souls, so hang on
Bring on the wonder
Bring on the song
I pushed you down deep in my soul for too long.

Tears flowed in Beth's eyes as the last of the notes escaped her quivering lips, leaving the both of them in pregnant silence as they drowned in the overwhelming intensity of it all. Slowly she closed the gap between them, Daryl rising in anticipation before both of their bodies collided in a heartfelt embrace.

"Beth." He choked, suddenly needing her against him as they crashed along the tidal waves of homecoming. Beth sobbed in his shoulders, not really understanding why she was feeling the way she did. All she knew was that it hurt to sing, but at the same time, it felt like a long silver shard of her existence fell back into place, splicing open long forgotten veins of joyous and painful memories. It felt like a fragment of her soul, once wisplike and evasive, turned solid and clung back once more to her very existence.

They held on to each other, urgently, insistently, the rest of the world washing away as their lips insisted on meeting once more. It was like a floodgate reopening, and once the water has gushed freely there was no turning back.

Daryl tightened his grasp around her waist, slowly twisting their bodies until it was Beth that was underneath him, her back firmly pressed against the cushions of the sofa. Beth's hand reached for Daryl's hair while the other wrapped around his back. Daryl's breath hitched as he felt her feather touches against the scars on his skin. It was warm and soothing, sending sparks of pleasure down his spine to his groin.

He tangled his fingers on her silken hair, pulling down on her braid and letting her golden hair cascade down in strands of amber light. His other hand pressed her waist against his as he placed her hips between his legs. Slowly, he licked her bottom lips, silently asking for entrance. With a soft moan, Beth parted her lips, making way for cherries and wine to collide. She was addicted to the sensation of him, addicted to the way he savored her. Devoured her. Consumed her until she is nothing but a creature of lust and longing. Beth noted the tightening in her core as heat spread throughout her body, blinding her with primal need. She grabbed onto Daryl harder, as she grounded her hips against his hardened flesh once more. She reveled at the realization that Daryl desired her in the same way she desired him. It only made her longing unfurl quicker, sending embers of lust in her core, only making her too aware at the pooling wetness between her thighs.

Daryl hissed as he sharply withdrew himself away from her. In her wanton lust, Beth had grabbed onto too tightly, making him wince in pain as she pressed against his bruised ribs.

"Ooops." Beth giggled, but her eyes shone with concern for him. "I'm sorry." She flushed as she bit her swollen lips.

Daryl lowered his brow to hers, his body heaving from the thundering in his veins. He was only too well aware of Beth's reaction to his hardness.

"You ain't gonna be makin' this easy on me, are you?" he gruffed, his voice low and hoarse with the flames of desire.

She giggled, placing a soft peck on his lips once more. "Have you ever known me to make things easy at all?"

He chuckled as he rose away from her pinned body, attempting to steady his voice while he readjusted himself. "Nah. 'lways knew from the start. Sweet angel like you's just plain trouble."

End Notes: Thank you for making it this far. You have no idea how much you light up my day. If im losing my touch in writing let me know. :p