Prompt: Beth and Daryl are traveling together when they find Maggie, feels ensue and Maggie can totally tell they're together even though they try to keep it a secret.

Dirty Little Secret

Maggie glanced over at Beth and Daryl. They'd been acting strange ever since they'd met up, and she knew exactly why. She wasn't stupid. Something had happened between the two of them but they were trying to keep it a secret. She thought it was cute. It reminded her of herself when she was younger and she'd try to sneak boys around on the farm so her daddy didn't find out about them. She wasn't going to say anything about their "secret" relationship until they brought it up, but she was enjoying watching them try to sneak around. For a hunter Daryl wasn't very good at it.

The pair were sitting by the fire, waiting for her to get back from gathering more firewood and as she crept up behind them she eavesdropped, she couldn't help it. "Daryl, we can't tell Maggie, she'll kill you, then kill all of the walkers just to restore some type of society so she can throw me in a convent," Beth hissed as Daryl cooked the squirrels he'd shot earlier.

He sighed and looked at Beth. "No she won't. She'll be coo with it; your dad didn't like Glenn at first." Maggie had to hand it to Daryl, he had a point.

Beth ran a hand through the mess of hair on her head and slumped her shoulders. "Maybe. I just don't want to see her punch you."

"She ain't gonna hurt me."

Beth smirked. "I know she won't, but if Maggie hits you, I'll die of laughter."

Maggie smirked and purposely stepped on a stick to alert them that she was back as she brought the firewood. "Hey guys, what'd I miss?" she asked, playing the ignorant older sister.

"Nothing," Beth answered, almost too quickly. "Dinner is almost done."

"Great, I'm starving." Maggie added a few more sticks to the fire, putting the rest off to the side for the time being. She glanced at Daryl as he checked the food again and pulled it off of the fire. He eyed her carefully. "What's wrong Daryl?"

He shook his head. "Nothin'," he said, handing them each their food. Maggie watched the way his hand lightly brushed Beth's and the way she shivered from the contact. Maggie smirked and looked down at her food to hide it as she ate. Yeah, they weren't exactly being careful about their relationship.

The next day Maggie was up before the other two and one look at them told her everything she needed to know. Beth was curled up in Daryl's arms, sleeping with her head on his chest. She shook her head and started the fire, acting like she hadn't seen anything when they woke up and walked over. She'd even sat with her back to them. "I'm starving," Beth complained.

Daryl grabbed his bow. "I'll go see if I can find somethin'."

"Hold it right there redneck," Maggie said pointing at him. He stopped and looked at Beth before looking back at her. "So, you two have a dirty little secret?" She smirked. The looks on their faces was priceless, and she swore Daryl flinched.