Beth felt the bike slow down and reluctantly lifted her head up off of Daryl's back. She loved being that close to him. The freedom of the bike and being that close to him was one of the greatest feelings she had ever experienced. When she looked at Daryl, she saw his eyes narrowed and looked in the same direction...seeing the church in front of them.
"Daryl?" Beth asked quietly as she placed her hand on his shoulder. He turned to her and gently touched her hand.
"Let's get in and out. Don't want to be here longer than we have to be" he said gruffly as he let go of her hand. Beth nodded and hopped off the bike. As she adjusted her backpack and poncho, Daryl watched her. She really was beautiful. He had loved the feel of Beth's arms wrapped around him. It was hard to believe but that woman made him feel safe.
"We should go before that hits us too" she said, pulling him out of his thoughts, looking toward the skyline she was pointing too. Huge black storm clouds looming before them.
"Ok, you stay with me. There will be no splitting up" Daryl said as he adjusted his crossbow and looked at her.
"We can cover more ground if we split up" Beth said as she looked back at him.
"No, I'm not letting you out of my sight. I did that the last time we were here and...well you know." He stated as he looked from the church back to her. "Please Beth" he added, his eyes pleading with her.
"Ok, let's do this" she said with a small smile. She knew she was right but she saw the pain in his eyes and she knew he couldn't concentrate fully if he was worried about her.
As they walked in slowly, they didn't see anything. Beth took a soft breath as they entered the kitchen. She looked at the table and remembered Daryl's eyes when she asked what changed his mind. When she looked back up, she caught those same eyes watching her. That night they were unsure but full of emotion...this time there was still the emotion and a hint of unsure but there was something else there too.
"Come on" she said as she held out her hand. He smiled lightly and took her hand. They checked all the other rooms, finding nothing. When they got to the door of the basement, where he had been cornered by all the walkers, he put his hand out on the door to stop it.
"Um, I think we should just leave that shut." Daryl said quietly.
"We could use all the first aid stuff down there" Beth said as she went for the knob.
"We don't need it" Daryl said, grabbing her hand. Beth looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Why don't you want me to go down there?" She asked, placing her hand on her hip.
"Look, I never really told you what happened when I told you to run that night. I ran down there and got cornered. For a moment there I didn't think I was gunna get out. But I had to get to you. There are a lot of dead walkers down there and there could still be some alive. I don't think we should risk it. Let's just get the stuff up here" he said softly. Beth looked at him intently. She knew that this trip was hard for both of them but he actually remembered everything that happened, she didn't.
"Ok" she said, placing her hand on his arm. He looked up and placed his hand on her cheek with a soft smile. Looking into her eyes, he felt like she was reading his soul. His scar covered, wounded, battered soul. He wondered if she would still want to be around him if she saw everything. She placed her hand on his and was about to say something when they heard a loud boom and heard rain start pouring down. They ran to the nearest window and looked out. Neither one of them could see anything thru the rain, the storm causing all light to be gone.
"Damn! Can't get nowhere in this" Daryl said gruffly as he tried to see anything outside.
"Looks like we are stuck here. Wonder what we should do to pass the time?" Beth asked back with a sweet smile as they both looked at each other, Beth taking his hand.