I do not own any of the TWD characters. So, Beth thinks she saw Shane, Negan doesn't want to believe she saw Shane, and Daryl doesn't know what to think.

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Living Life

Beth had put some soft flannel pajamas on, washed her face and pulled her hair into a side braid before returning to the kitchen to check on supper.

"Ya alright in there?" Daryl called to her. He and Negan were in the living room whispering about something. Beth assumed, and correctly so, that they were discussing her sanity. They could whisper all they wanted. She knew damn well what, no who, she'd seen.

"Yeh" Beth hollered back. "Just checking the chili – it's ready." Beth walked into the living room where the two men were each sipping on a bourbon. "Ya stayin for supper Negan?"

Negan polished off the last bit of the brown liquid in his tumbler before setting it on the coffee table. "No thank you Sweetheart – gotta get going. The Little Lady will be sending out the militia for me if I don't get home soon." Negan stood and placed a kiss on the top of Beth's head. "Get some rest tonight" Negan told her. "Daryl" he looked at Daryl "Walk me to the elevator?"

Daryl can't believe Negan turned down an invitation to stay for dinner. Beth had asked him to stay and goodness knows, Negan wasn't one to usually turn down Beth's cooking or deny her anything. He mumbled something about Lucille being worried about him. Daryl tried to hide the look of disbelief he must have had on his face. Lucille Negan had never worried about her husband a day in her life – she knew there wasn't any sense in worrying about him - he was damn near invincible.

Regardless of the reason Negan wouldn't stay for supper, Daryl knew that Negan's question to walk him to the elevator wasn't really a request. It was more like, you will be walking me to the elevator.

The two men exited together and Beth served up chili in her brand new Fiesta Ware bowls to cool a bit. She had been excited to use them since she'd been unwrapping and washing her everyday dishes for going on near a week now. By the time Daryl returned from seeing Negan off for the evening, she'd managed to get the crackers, homemade pimento cheese, and their drinks into the dining room. Daryl joined her in the kitchen and pulled her in for a hug.

"I'm sorry I's a little gruff earlier" Daryl apologized. "I just got worried and then when I realized that you really could have been hurt tonight, well" he paused and squeezed her even tighter. Beth drew in a deep breath. "I don't know what I'd do if something happened to ya Beth."

"I got turned around so quickly" Beth recalled. "I was so scared Daryl. Nothin looked familiar, and it was already dark"

Daryl looked at Beth from across the dining room table. "Beth" he said quietly so that she'd look at him. "Beth, what made ya think that guy was Shane?"

"I don't think it was" Beth said quite convincingly. "It was definitely Shane Walsh."

"Now, Beth" Daryl began.

"Now, Daryl" Beth mocked him. "I know you and Negan probably think I'm crazy. Or seeing things. Or unstable."

"We don't think that Beth. Not at all" Daryl tried to remain calm. "We think you're tired and worn out. Ya left things with Shane in an unsettled state so to speak" Daryl looked back at Beth and waited for her response.

"I am not tired" Beth said. "I am not worn out. Well, maybe a little. But I know what I saw."

"Beth, I just feel like you're still really upset that Shane broke the trust you thought ya had with him" Daryl continued. "Maybe ya should talk to someone. Negan says Lucille sees a shrink and he's supposed to be really good."

Beth's eyes narrowed at her husband. "You do think I'm crazy."

"I do not Beth" Daryl told her. "Talkin with someone doesn't mean you're crazy – it means ya just talkin with someone" Daryl got up from his chair and crossed over to Beth's side of the table. He kneeled down on the floor and took her hands in his. "Girl, you've been through so much in such a short amount of time – it's bound to take its toll. We've still got to see an allergist, and the doctor for your lady business."

Beth snorted at Daryl's description of what she assumed to be a gynecologist. "I really want to be pissed at you because I can't help but feel you're all but callin me crazy." Daryl ran his palm along Beth's jawline and shook his head no. "But, you're just so fuckin cute and sweet about it. I know you're just worried 'bout me."

"Tomorrow Beth" Daryl told her "I want ya to call Lucille. Ya talk to her about her doctor. See what she's got to say about him. AND"

"There's more?" Beth asked.

"Yes, there's more" Daryl said. "Allergist appointment and lady doctor appointment. If you want me to go with you, I will. If you want Lucille to go with you, she will. Hell, if ya want Negan to go with you, I'm pretty fuckin sure he will."

Beth smiled. "Well, I'm pretty fuckin sure I don't need Negan goin to the gynecologist with me. God, I can only imagine how that would go."

Daryl snickered. "Yeh, he'd probably tell them they weren't doin something right."

"Ewwwwww" Beth mumbled.

"Can ya do those three things for me tomorrow?" Daryl asked Beth.

Beth nodded. "Yes, by the time you get home tomorrow, I'll have three appointments."

Daryl pulled Beth to a standing position so that he could wrap her up in a hug. "I love ya so much Beth – so fuckin much."

"I love you" Beth said in a muffled tone. Daryl loosened his grip when he realized that his wife couldn't even speak clearly with her head smashed into his chest.

"Supper's good" Daryl told her. "Thank you for always takin care of me."

"I will always take care of you" Beth whispered.

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"We'll we are definitely not havin anything with sage in it for Thanksgiving" Beth laughed. She and Daryl were looking over the allergy testing report that she had picked up that afternoon. It had been a week since she'd completing a series of not so pleasant allergy testing. "Isn't that weird Daryl?" she asked. "Daddy told me what it was back last summer. I went through all that to find out he was actually right about something. Huh."

Daryl smirked. "Sometimes, our parents are right 'bout things – can't remember a time when either of mine were, but my foster parents never once steered me wrong" Daryl looked a bit sad. It was one of the few times that Daryl had mentioned anything about his childhood. Beth rubbed his arm and gave him a gentle smile.

"I hope we're right about everything when we become parents" Beth admitted.

"I doubt we will be" Daryl laughed and then he just stared at Beth. "Beth, I never really thought I's cut out for bein a Daddy." A wrinkle formed in between Beth's eyebrows. "But, ya know, spendin all that time with Rick and Shane's kids" he smiled. "Playin with em and watchin you with em" his voice trailed off. "I can't wait to have kids with you."

"Well" her smile returning, "We've got to wait till all my medicine is straightened out before we even try for a baby. But, I can't wait either. I think you're goin to be an amazin Daddy."

"Just hopin I can be half of what kind of Momma you'll be Girl" Daryl admitted.

They sat in silence for just a few seconds. "Hope that girl of Shane's ain't crazy – diggin up peoples' yards and shit. Reckon she's practicin for when she's got to hide body parts."

Beth swatted at Daryl. "Daryl" she gasped. "That's terrible."

"What?" Daryl asked as if something like that should occur to anyone. "Hell, it's a possibility."

"Don't repeat that around anyone else" Beth warned him. Daryl smiled at her half-hearted threat.

"Ya talk to Rick?" Daryl thought he'd change the subject.

Beth's face lit up. "Yes! They'll be here Monday afternoon. I'm so excited I can barely stand it" she squealed.

"They bringin the kids aren't they?" Daryl asked. "I wanta show Andre around the city – take him to the Pier, on a double decker bus ride." Beth nodded her head up and down.

"Momma told Michonne that she'd help her with the baby" Beth was beaming. "And, I talked Negan into sendin a plane down for them. I hated the thought of them havin to fly commercial with the kids."

Daryl grinned, knowing that Rick rubbed Negan the wrong way, but nothing like Shane had. "I got a feelin ya really didn't have to do much talkin. That man is putty in your hands."

"He is, isn't he?" Beth laughed.

"You and Maggie got all the sleepin arrangements taken care of?" Daryl asked her.

"Yep" Beth replied. "Momma's gonna stay with Glen and Maggie – which will be good. Momma can spend time with them before they take off for Korea."

"Yep, that makes sense" Daryl agreed.

"And" Beth continued. "Rick and Michonne and the kids are stayin in Sam's room, so Sam will have to bunk with us."

"We can handle that for a week" Daryl relayed. "We need to find a crib or something for the baby?"

"Yeh, I thought I'd pick up a pac n play" Beth said. "And, we can just have it on hand – ya know, for whenever someone else needs it."

Daryl's smile widened, "Yeh, I know. That's a good idea."

"I'm so excited Daryl" Beth was now practically bouncing like Tigger from Winnie the Pooh. "Our first house guests and I'm hostin Thanksgivin while they're here."

"Hadn't ya already hosted Thanksgivin once this year?" Daryl smiled remembering the holiday extravaganza Beth had pulled off during the last months of Hershel's life.

"Yeh, that was practice" Beth replied. "And on top of all that" Beth was still bubbling over, "Maggie and I are gonna take Momma and Michonne shoppin for dresses for Lucille's party – and we're takin Momma to a spa. Daryl" Beth finally stopped for a breath "I bet she's never been to a spa!"

"It's gonna be great Baby" Daryl agreed. "I'm real excited 'bout all them comin up too – wanta show em a good time."