Have another update! I had to do this while it was still fresh in my mind. Enjoy!
Also, thank you for your awesome feedback. I love it. :) If any of you ever wanna just message me and fangirl of TWD or Bethyl, be my guest, I'd love it ;)
And to the reviewer who said Daryl is 34, Norman Reedus is 45, born on January 6, 1969. I was just going off of a general age. Plus this story takes place a couple years after the prison. Thank you for the review!
Chapter 29
I woke up with my head in Beth's lap, her fingers playing with my hair. The sky was still dark and the moon was high up, stars littering the sky. "What happened?" I asked, my voice gravelly.
"You passed out. Told you I might be pregnant. It could just be all the stress, my period has never been regular since this all started and since everything that happened with the Governor I might just...not have it this month, ya know?" It took me a minute to register her words, and I finally nodded.
"Okay. I'm goin' on a run in the mornin' though. Gotta know for sure," I said. What would happen if she was? If it wasn't my kid that I was raising...it wouldn't feel right.
She shook her head at me. "You don't have to, Daryl. There are a bunch of tests in the infirmary, when our shift is over we can go in there, alright?" she said reassuringly. I nodded again, barely able to talk. I stood up and grabbed my knife, sticking it through a walkers rotting head.
"How much longer d'we got?" I asked. The anticipation would kill me before the walking dead would.
"Only an hour or so. If Maggie and Glenn are feeling ambitious, maybe only 30 minutes," she replied, thoughtful. All I did was sigh. This was gonna be a long hour.
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Glenn and Maggie finally showed up when the sun started rising. I let out a sigh of relief when Glenn yelled to us, "You guys can go get some sleep now. Sorry for being so late."
"Damn right, yer late! Got things ta do, Chinaman," Daryl said back to them. Glenn just smirked and kept walking. He knew never to take Daryl's shit personally.
We took our things and walked inside, and I struggled to keep my pace equal to Daryl's. We finally got into the infirmary and I reached into one of the cupboards and pulled out a TruBlue pregnancy test. "I'll be back," I said and left the room, sneaking off to the bathroom. It was harder than I thought to pee on the stupid stick. Once I actually did it, I had to wait 10 minutes. So I sat on the toilet with the lid down, bouncing my leg and biting my nails, staring into one of the cracked blue tiles on the floor.
...
This was taking too damn long. I needed to know.
But the more I thought about it, the more I actually wanted it. I wanted to be the father of Beth's baby. We could be happy. It could be the light in the never ending black hole that this world was.
My thoughts were interrupted when Beth peeked her head in the door. My heart started to race.
"What is it?" I asked, nervous as all hell.
"I'm not pregnant," she replied. "After all those times, unprotected...do you think...do you think I can't have a baby, Daryl?" she asked, sadness filling her eyes. I wrapped her up into my arms and shook my head.
"Maybe ya just got lucky, Princess. I was thinkin'...maybe we could raise a kid. I wanna try for a baby, Beth," I said, not even thinking as the words spilled out of my mouth.
She pulled back and looked up at me. "Really? You want to?" A smile spread across her lips. I knew she had always wanted to have a family of her own.
"Really."
"Then let's go, Daryl. Right now," she said, eager. She shut the door and locked it, and before I knew it she was shirtless and grabbing my crotch.
"Slow down, sex kitten," I said with a smirk. "It's gotta mean somethin' more than just fun. Slow and passionate. Later I'll treat you to somethin' else if ya like," I said with a wink. She grinned and kissed me slowly.
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One song popped into my head when I kissed him. It was always one of my favorite love songs.
He pulled me close and slowly pulled off my bra and I just as gently tugged off his shirt, revealing his muscular and scarred chest. I ran my hands lightly over the scars on his back then grabbed his no longer stitched, but definitely scarred, wrist and kissed it, and he did the same. I smiled at him and he started to pull down my shorts, dropping them to my ankles. I stepped out of them and took off his pants. I stepped back and drank in his nearly naked, beautiful body.
"You're so beautiful, Beth. I love you," he said quietly and pulled me into another kiss, and we pulled down each others underwear. He kept me tight in his arms and positioned himself in front of my entrance and slowly pushed in. The feeling was pure bliss. I whimpered his name and our foreheads were touching, both of us panting and staring into the others eyes. It was perfect. It was like the whole world froze for us. He picked up the pace, but it never turned animal. We finished together, his seed spilling into me while we moaned out each others names. I could've lived in that moment forever.
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There was a spark between us that time. We were focused on each other, being together, not just fucking. We got dressed quickly and made our way to my room. I stripped back down to my boxer briefs and she took her shorts off. We crawled into bed and I held her tight to me, and she started to sing.
"Secret love, my escape
Take me far, far away
Secret love, are you there?
Will you answer my prayer?
Please take me anywhere but here...
When we're together
Thoughts of her disappear
If I fell to pieces
You'd heal this pain I feel
Secret love, my escape
Take me far, far away
Secret love, are you there?
Will you answer my prayer?
Please take me anywhere but here
Anywhere but here..."
"I haven't heard you sing since the prison," I said, a smile plastered to my face. Her voice was beautiful.
"Never been in the mood to sing. Right now seemed...appropriate," she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice.
"I love you, Beth Greene," I whispered to her.
"I love you too, Daryl Dixon," she whispered back, and I think that was the best sleep I had ever had.
Alright if you know that song, I will love you forever. That's Anywhere But Here by Mayday Parade. I've seen them two times in concert and I will once again in July at Warped Tour 2014 :D anyway, I thought that song kind of fits them, even though it's from a males point of view. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. :) I didn't want it to be smut necessarily, so I made it kinda short. Review, I need some love ;)
