I do not own any of the TWD characters. I know – I've been MIA for a while. School is killer right now. I had every intention of getting some writing done over my spring break, buuuuutttttt my daughter's appendix decided otherwise. Anyhooo, I'm back.

Just Everyday Stuff

Daryl and Beth stepped silently into the elevator that would take them back up to their suite. As the doors closed, they looked at each other and just smiled the biggest, goofiest grins ever.

"I'm so tired" Beth sighed.

"I know you are" Daryl replied. "I'm gonna get ya tucked in real soon, crawl right in behind ya, and snuggle my girls all night long."

Beth blushed. "Ya seem pretty sure 'bout the whole girl thing."

"Yep" Daryl smiled his crooked little smile that Beth loved so much.

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Beth didn't even remember taking her dress off the night before. Daryl must have taken care of all that because the gown had been placed back on its hanger and was peeking out from the closet. Yeh, Daryl must have done that because Beth admitted that she would've just tossed it onto a chair. Daryl's tux hung next to the sparkly gown.

It was then that Beth realized that she had the entire king sized bed to herself and it was already day light outside. Grabbing her phone to check the time, Beth heard Daryl talking with someone in the living room portion of their suite. Within a few moments, the bedroom door was pushed open and Daryl had a tray in his hands. He stood at the threshold of the room as if he wanted to make sure of something before he entered.

"Ya feel like eatin? Ain't gonna throw up, are ya?" Daryl's voice was still a bit gruff with sleep. He still stood there waiting for a response from his wife.

Beth sat up and smiled broadly at Daryl, shaking her head no. "No, I'm good" she answered. "Great really. And hungry."

Daryl finally crossed over into the bedroom and placed the tray on a table situated along the wall. "Didn't really know what ya might want, so I just ordered some of everything – thought ya might be inclined to share with me."

"Of course I'll share with you Silly" Beth laughed. Daryl fixed Beth a plate, spooning from all the different bowls on the tray. He delivered the plate to her and then stepped back into the other room. When he returned he had a pitcher of orange juice and two glasses.

"Breakfast is served" Daryl proudly announced. Beth looked down at the plate that had been prepared for her, happy to realize that she liked everything on it. There was a bit of a western omelet, some hash browns, perfectly cooked bacon, fresh fruit, and buttered toast.

"This looks amazing Daryl" Beth gushed. "A girl could get used to this real quickly."

"Well, don't get too used to it" Daryl told her. "Come Monday, it's back to reality. I got shit hangin over me at work like ya wouldn't believe."

A look of concern crossed Beth's face. "Oh, Daryl" she said. "I'm sorry. Anything I can help ya with?" Beth took a bite of the cheesy omelet and then began to spread some grape jelly on her toast.

"Nah" Daryl replied. "Just got to get back at it. Been kinda slackin here lately."

Beth couldn't help but feel a bit responsible what with all the family they'd been dealing with, the trip to the ER, and their party last night. Daryl must have sensed that Beth was starting to take ownership of the situation and made to remedy it quickly.

"Hey" he said as he rubbed her chin. "Lose the frown – ain't your fault – it just is what it is. I got project binders piled up in my office – got a few of Glen's I'm gonna have to take over."

Beth rubbed Daryl's forearm to let him know she felt for him. "I'm sorry Babe" she said after swallowing her bread. "I know you can do it though. I've heard nothing but good things about your work and Negan says you're the best architect he's ever seen."

Daryl tried to hide the smirk that was forming on his face.

"Himself excluded of course" Beth giggled. Daryl snapped his head over in Beth's direction. "His words" Beth shrugged her shoulders.

"Sounds 'bout right" Daryl laughed. "Asshole."

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Daryl hadn't been kidding when he said he was going to have to hit it hard once he'd gone in to work on Monday. For going on three weeks now, he hadn't been home before eight o'clock. Beth missed him terribly throughout the day but honestly, she spent most of the day napping. The early stage of her pregnancy had zapped nearly ounce of energy she could muster. Daryl let her sleep in every morning – actually he forced her to sleep in every morning, insisting that he could grab breakfast on the way to work. Beth was agreeable only if he took supper leftovers for his lunch. So, Beth would sleep in, put something in the oven or crockpot for supper, do a few little things around the apartment, and then crash for an afternoon nap. By the time Daryl got home for supper, Beth was alert and awake enough for them to have a conversation over a very late supper.

Noah managed to keep Beth company by taking her and Sam both out for daily walks, unless it was really cold. Beth just couldn't handle the cold and the wind that blew in off of Lake Michigan was just about more than she could take. Daryl and Beth still hadn't let anyone in on their secret, but Noah was beginning to suspect something. Daryl had become more protective of his bride than usual, if that were even possible. On top of that, Noah had noticed Beth's daily naps and she definitely was looking a little fuller. Up top. Not that Noah was looking, but Beth was starting to pop buttons on her blouses. Noah was, after all, a medical student and these things that most people would just play off as weird were starting to point to a medical diagnosis on his part.

Negan was still chomping at the bit. He wanted to shout from the rooftop that he was going to be a granddaddy but he really couldn't do that since he and Lucille either one had been told anything. Every other day or so Negan would grill Daryl about Beth. Was she eating and resting well? Had she gotten all her medical appointments tended to? That particular question just about blew Negan's cover.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Daryl snarled when Negan had asked about doctor's appointments.

"Her food allergies" Negan replied, impressing even himself with how quickly he'd recovered. "Why? What did you think I was talking about?" Negan grinned – the classic "turn it around on you" trick.

Daryl paused. "Nothing man" he finally answered. "Nothing."

Negan snorted as he watched a flustered Daryl Dixon turn tail and return to his office to eat his lunch alone.

One night, however, Daryl had left work extra early. They were going out to eat with Glen and Maggie one last time before they left the country. Daryl figured they also needed to get any Christmas shopping done while they had the opportunity. The holiday was quickly approaching and Beth had not really felt up to going out and doing all of that by herself. The evening went well until dessert. Both sisters realized that the end of meal was inching closer. The end of the meal meant that it would be time for good byes to be exchanged. It was a rough night. As much as Maggie drove Beth to the brink of insanity, she was still Beth's only sibling. Her only sibling was moving half way across the globe. Daryl wasn't in much better shape either. Glen was his closest friend, more like a brother than his real brother had ever been.

After lots and lots of tears, the couples parted ways. "Thought we could go do some Christmas shoppin" Daryl told a sniffling Beth as he pulled her in for a hug out on the sidewalk in front of the restaurant.

Beth wiped at her nose with a tissue and pulled her coat a little tighter around her. "Yeh" she whispered. "Okay."

That was a first Daryl thought to himself. He'd never seen an occasion when Beth Dixon wasn't excited about shopping. They set off for the some of the brightly lit shops and discussed who all they needed to purchase gifts for.

"I feel like we're going to need to get Morgan a little something" Beth mentioned. "I'm pretty sure he's spending Christmas with Momma."

"Really?" Daryl asked in a curious tone. "Spendin Christmas together, huh?"

Beth grinned. "I know, right. It's really weird, don't ya think?"

Daryl shrugged. "Hell, who are we to judge anybody?"

Beth laughed. "Hey Daryl" she said and smiled at her husband when he held the door open at her favorite vintage shop.

"Yeh" he acknowledged.

"I'm so sorry" Beth began to apologize. "I completely forgot to tell you – I've got an appointment with the OB/GYN tomorrow."

"Oh" Daryl answered.

"I absolutely understand if ya can't take off to go with me" Beth began rambling again. "It's just the initial appointment. It won't be any big deal I'm sure."

Daryl stopped walking right where they were. "Beth" he took her chin in his hand. "I wouldn't miss it for anything. What time Baby?"