AN: This took me so long to update. One - I have a lot going on right now and have been distracted. Two - I honestly want to take my time and put so much effort into this story so anybody and everybody who is kind enough to read it, enjoys it. I mean, really enjoys it. So, here is chapter 2. Another light-hearted chapter. Please, follow, favorite and review. (Even if it's constructive criticism because I'm all for learning new ways to become a better writer.) Also, if you have any request for what you'd like in this story, please feel free to send them my way. As in writing prompts, dilemmas for our favorite couple, certain 'scenes' you'd like me to add in, anything your heart desires. Thanks again for reading. Xoxo.

Chapter 2 - 5 Years Earlier

"This is so damn stupid," Daryl thought to himself.

He sat at a table in the town's local bar with his friends Glenn and Maggie, waiting for her little sister to show up. Brit? Bev? Hell, he didn't even remember her name. This was the last place he wants to be, a part of Maggie and Glenn's weekly date night, waiting to meet a girl who was probably just as bitchy as her older sister.

Of course, he wouldn't say that about Maggie to anybody, especially Glenn. Besides, it's not that he didn't like her but damn, did that woman speak her mind. Which is a quality he can admire in someone. It's not like he hasn't had the tendency to let someone know what he thinks about them. Unfortunately, Maggie sometimes just didn't know when to shut up. So, even though he liked Maggie most of the time, he had to admit that she sometimes got on his nerves. And, tonight was definitely one of those nights.

"I'm sure my sister will be here shortly," Maggie spoke up with a hence of annoyance in her voice. "She can never be on time for anything."

Daryl gave a shrug of his shoulders as he took a drink of beer, acting as if he wasn't bothered by what was just another inconvenience to him. He already didn't want to be here as is. Now Maggie's sister, (whom Maggie insisted that he meet) is running late.

"40 damn minutes to be exact," he said to himself.

"I swear this girl better not bail out or so help me -"

"Oh, hakuna your tatas, Mags. I'm here."

He saw the purse being slung onto the table before he heard the voice. He looked up and damn near fell out of his chair. Standing over Maggie was the most breath taking woman he had ever seen. Her blonde hair was in perfect waves and reached to the middle of her back. Her makeup was noticeable, but subtle. The brightest part of it being the bright red lipstick painted perfectly on her lips. She was sporting a black leather jacket over a white shirt that was too short, showing off a couple inches of her smooth skin. She was wearing the tightest pair of faded jeans Daryl had ever seen on a woman, yet they didn't look trashy. The outfit was finished with a pair of black converse shoes. Damn, if this woman didn't look good.

"Took you long enough, don't ya think?" Maggie asked to her sister, snarkily.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot that we're all on Maggie Rhee's time right now," the younger Greene sister replied sarcastically, plopping down into the chair beside him, crossing her legs with just a bit of sass. "I hope everybody is ready to have the next however long to be dictated by someone other than yourselves because Queen Maggie is at large and in charge, ready to control our every move."

Daryl couldn't help but smirk. Not only was this girl beautiful but she was sassy as all get out. Finally, someone who isn't afraid to go toe to toe with the older Greene sister and can dish it out just as much as Maggie could.

Maggie rolled her eyes and went to speak but was quickly cut off when Beth turned her attention to him.

"You must be Daryl," she said, holding out her hand for him to shake.

"Mhmm," he replied, shaking her perfectly manicured hand. Who would of thought black nail polish could be such a turn on. "And, it's Beth, right?"

She smiled and nodded her head.

"'S nice to meet ya."

"It's nice to meet you too, even though Maggie didn't give me much of a choice."

"Beth! That's so rude!" Maggie interjected.

Beth just shrugged her shoulders and replied nonchalantly, "Well, you didn't. I'm assuming my sister didn't give you much room to argue with her about meeting me, either. Am I right?" she asked Daryl.

"Beth," Maggie tried to interrupt but Daryl cut her off.

"She's right. I kinda didn't have a choice 'bout comin' tonight, either."

Beth gave her sister a 'ha-ha' look and then turned and gave him a smile that he was confident stopped his heart for a moment. He has known this girl barely 5 minutes and she has already made his life more interesting. Maybe this night wouldn't be as bad as he originally thought.

By 10:00 Glenn and Maggie were ready to go home. They had sat around drinking and talking for awhile. Well, most of them talked, Maggie and Beth mostly bickered. Daryl found himself to actually enjoy being around the blonde Greene sister and if he was being really honest, he could admit to himself that he was enjoying himself. He couldn't help but be worried when Glenn and Maggie announced they were going to head home that Beth would leave, too. Thankfully, that isn't what happened.

"Did you drive over here or did you walk?" asked Maggie as she stood up from the table.

Beth couldn't help but roll her eyes. "I walked, Mags."

"Glenn and I can give you a ride home."

"Thanks but, no thanks. I can find my way home from here."

"Bethy.."

"For hecks sake, Glenn. Please, get your overprotective, overbearing and overdramatic wife out of here before I strangle her."

"Okay, we're going," smirked Glenn, while pushing Maggie towards the door. "You guys have a good rest of the night."

Once the couple left, Daryl and Beth sat in, surprisingly, comfortable silence.

"I'm gonna get me a drink. You want anythin'?" she asked, going to stand up.

Daryl reacted before he could stop himself. He placed his hand gently on her arm as she went to stand up and shook his head. "Stay. This drink 's on me. What'll ya have? Another coke?"

"Budweiser, please," she smiled up at him.

His only response was the raise of an eyebrow in amusement. She hadn't had anything with alcohol in it all night, only drinking vanilla coke.

He returned to his seat and gently placed her beer i front of her before taking a swing of his own.

"Thanks," she smiled sweetly at him.

"S'not a problem," he shrugged as if it was no big deal, which it wasn't.

"I'm sorry my sister talked you into meetin' me. You probably had better things to do tonight than sit around her with me."

'Nah. I actually had fun tonight. "m glad she talked me into comin' tonight."

He didn't know who was blushing more, himself or the beautiful blonde sitting beside him.

"I am, too. I've had a good time tonight, even with Maggie annoying the shit out of me."

Daryl tried not to laugh but he couldn't stop the chuckle from escaping his chest at her choice of words.

"Don't tell her I said that. I don't need another 'Daddy wouldn't approve of that language' lecture from my holier than thou Sister Margret."

"Don't worry. Ya secret's safe with me," he laughed out.

"Ya wanna get out of here?" her question catching him by surprise, his response surprising him even more.

'Where do ya wanna go?"