They wandered trough the next corridors without saying just one word. While Beth walked in front of Daryl, he held his weapon all ready to watch out for any danger, which could come too close to her precious life.

Just when his heart and breathing had finally got into a normal rhythm again, they entered the last room into which the long corridor had leaded them. It was a big, bright room, almost like a hall. After a few steps, Beth stopped her whole movements and looked around their destination.

Daryl followed her look and in the second he also saw the big bar in the corner, she turned around and looked at him more softly again. "We made it." Beth let him know and something in her sweet voice told him, that she wasn't angry at him any more. Maybe she never was, only a little shocked, because his acting before really wasn't necessary.

Before Daryl could response anything, she had already turned around again and went all excited over to the bar. While Beth looked trough the shelves and counters for some alcohol, Daryl scanned the room. Because there wasn't anything useful inside here, his look finally landed on the dartboard hanging on the wall.

While he picked up the darts, he could hear Beth behind his back. He looked over to where she was still looking for a drink, when he took some steps away from the dartboard. Daryl could finally hear her gasping triumphantly, when he had shot the second dart. Beth had found for what she was looking for and her next step was to get a as clean as possible looking glass.

Daryl didn't even notice it, but his shots at the board got harder and more uncontrolled. He just wanted to shot the darts with his whole power, because there was an anger building up deep inside himself he just wasn't able to name at the moment.

After he had shot the last dart, he looked over his shoulder at the blond girl, who caught his look easily. Beth's pretty eyes on him let him get frozen for some seconds, while he eyed her a little worried. Hopefully this all will have the result she was searching for so badly. Finally Beth formed a small smile, before she shrugged her shoulders and said "Who needs a glass."

When Beth made herself over to one of the barstools, she stopped their connection and Daryl went forward to get the darts from the board again. He just wanted to get back to his place, when Beth asked him a little unsure "Peach snaps." She had obviously read the label of the bottle. "Is it good?"

Without thinking about it, Daryl answered simply "No." Only after the word had left his lips, he stopped his steps abruptly and looked over to the girl, her feelings he had probably hurt a second time today. Beth looked like she didn't know what she should think about his answer.

"It's the only thing left." Beth told him, she obviously had the need to excuse herself, even when she really didn't need to do so. Daryl didn't want her first drink to be some damn peach snaps. Beth deserved so much better, not even a glass of champaign would be good enough for her.

To not kill her dreams completely, Daryl finally shrugged his shoulders and muttered something inaudible. He slowly began to doubt his agreement to this all here. He should have never said yes. What was he even thinking?

Daryl only focused on shooting the darts as hardest, loudest and aggressive as possible into the board, that he didn't even notice that no noises were coming from the girl behind his back any more.

Only when he had finished, he had breathed out loudly and had let his head sink between his shoulders for some moments, he got it that something was wrong.

And then he suddenly heard it. A sob, a quiet, little sob in the silent room. Worried he quickly turned around to see crying Beth holding onto the bottleneck like the unsure girl she was. Her lips were shaking, while she eyed the clear liquid in front of her. Warm tears were swimming in her beautiful eyes and made already their ways down to her chin.

Beth was probably also questioning herself about what she was doing here. Maybe she was even embarrassed and felt stupid. She had also probably imagined her first real drink to be not like that. Not here and not this one.

It was one of the things Beth had wanted to do, one of the last things she was able to do in this world, because most of her other dreams won't ever come true right now. After the first swallow it would be over, would be done. It would be just one more less wish that she could have.

And just like a few rooms before, Daryl's anger got to its top, when he watched Beth breaking down. With heavy steps he got closer to her, took the bottle from her hand into his and smashed it with his whole power against the wooden floor.

Beth gasped shocked and almost fell down from the barstool she was sitting on, while the snaps splashed trough the air. And even when Daryl was still damn angry at just everything, his whole anger was gone in the second he closed the distance between the two of them and took still crying Beth into his arms.

Sometimes Daryl was shocked himself, when he thought about what horrible, aggressive things his strong arms were able to do, but at the same time they could be so gentle and protecting when it came to the blond, sweet girl. Beth seemed to be relieved about the embrace, while she leaned herself against Daryl's chest for some moments.

"I'm sorry sweetheart." He whispered into her golden locks. Not only for what had just happened, for everything which had gone wrong today. "But your first drink shouldn't be some damn peach snaps." Beth kept standing between his arms for some more time and before she pushed herself carefully away, Daryl placed a quick kiss into her soft hair.

Her eyes were still glassy when she looked up at him like the angel she was. "And where do we find some real drink now?" Beth's tirelessly eager, got a smile on Daryl's lips, while he kept on watching her questionable expression. "Let this be my problem sweetheart. I will find you some damn alcohol."

Thankfully Beth smiled up at him and it was everything Daryl had wanted to see. "C'mon girl, we should leave this damn place here right now." Agreeing Beth nodded and followed Daryl outside to their car.

"I have expected a liquid store or something like that. But not.. What's this place here anywhere?" Beth asked confused, when after two hours of driving they had finally reached the little, old hut, Daryl had brought them to. Of course, he exactly knew what this place here was, but he sure as hell won't tell Beth about it. He didn't want to make her worry or just think about things that made her sad and she couldn't change.

"No. This one here is even better." He finally muttered, before he showed her to follow him around the shack to its back. Like Daryl had taught her a long time ago, Beth always had her hands by her knife, ready to fight for her life if it would be necessary. And it always made him smile, being so damn proud about her.

Beth's expression got even more confused, when he entered an even smaller hut between some trees. Moments later he was already back, with a wooden box full of bottles of alcohol. Beth's eyes became pretty big, when she saw Daryl coming outside again.

"Wow. What's this?" She asked already all excited again. "Moonshine." Daryl simply answered and for one quick second he had thought her expression to get from happy into sad again, but Daryl wasn't sure if he had really seen it. "C'mon girl, let us go inside so you can have your drink."

Thankfully the hut was all empty, even when it was a real mess inside there, like Daryl had expected. He placed the box with the alcohol on top of the dirty table, while Beth took place on the old chair next to it. After the fifth glass, Daryl had finally found one good enough looking one and filled it with the liquid.

"Here. That's a real first drink girl." He told Beth, while he handled the glass over the table into her hands. And then there was it again, when Beth's smile suddenly faded away again. But this time longer, while she eyed the alcohol between her palms.

"Everything alright sweetheart?" Daryl asked her worried. Yeah, moonshine still wasn't the right type of alcohol for her first drink, but it was better than peach snaps and the best Daryl could give her. Maybe she had got a little nervous about what will happen to her body, when she will have finally drank it.

"Yeah, it's just.. Daddy has always said that moonshine makes you blind." Beth finally said it out loud, while she still eyed the liquid questionable. Of course Hershel was right about this, but some swallows won't make her already blind.

"Don't worry girl, there isn't anything worth seeing any more anyway in this world. Just drink it like water." Daryl tried to calm her down, even showed her small smile, which Beth did finally response.

Daryl held his breath, while he watched Beth taking her first swallow of alcohol in her life. Maybe she did overstate a little too much, when she took the whole glass all at once. It caused Daryl to smile over both of his ears, when he finally saw her disgusted expression and hear her words, that she had never ever tasted something so awful in her life before.

But still she reached for the moonshine bottle to get herself a second drink. She wasn't only interested in just having tasted alcohol once in her life. No, Beth also wanted to get drunk today. "Take it easy girl. Don't drink so quickly or you will regret it. Believe me." Daryl gave her a well-meant advice.

"This one isn't for me. It's for you." Beth finally told him, before she tried to handle him the glass. "No, I sure as hell won't drink anything." Daryl answered maybe a little too harsh, but they simply couldn't get both drunk. He had promised Hershel and also himself to watch out for her and he couldn't do that when his drunk.

"Why? I mean we have time and nothing better to do." Beth tried to change his mind. "Yeah, but someone has to keep watch." Daryl tried to open Beth her eyes, it was just too dangerous. It was already light-headed enough for only her to get drunk.

But still, Beth smiled softly up at him, when she said "You are really my chaperone, right?" Daryl rolled his eyes in response, before he walked past her and muttered "Just keep on drinking girl." And latest when he heard her next words, his lips also formed a big smile "Yes, Mr. Dixon."

They had finally decided to spend the night here and while Daryl tried to make this damn old hut as secure as possible, Beth looked trough the mess to find some useful things. Taking some swallows of her drink in between.

Anytime during their work, Beth suddenly asked out of no where "Why did you know, that we can find some alcohol here?" Her question caused Daryl's body to frozen instantly. It's not like he didn't know the answer to it, but he just didn't want Beth to know it.

It wasn't the whole truth, but also not lie, when he told her "I have already come by this hut, when I was looking for the governor. I knew it before and what was inside here." It obviously was enough answer for Beth and she didn't ask anything more about Daryl was damn relieved.

When they were finally finished, Daryl let himself fall into the dirty chair in the corner, Beth sitting right next to his feet. He watched her drinking her fourth glass for some moments, before she finally filled it once more. Daryl just got it, that she came back with two glasses, when she was already standing in front of him.

"C'mon, Mr. Dixon. It's boring to drink on my own." She told him with her big angel eyes and like always he was impossible to say anything else than yes. So they finally really ended up drinking together in silence.

After some minutes also this became to bored for Beth, so she suggested to play a game. She shoved a heavy table between their bodies and when she let herself sink on the floor opposite to him, Daryl also got on the floor, so they were on the same eye level.

He had never ever heard about this game before or about any drinking game. It was simple and did sound very stupid, but he didn't want to disappoint the girl in front of him. Beth already had red cheeks and a smile over her whole face, when they began the game.

She told him that it was a pretty famous game and that she was really surprised that he didn't know it. Daryl countered with why she knew this game, when she had never ever drank alcohol in her life before. Beth answered that she had watched her school friends playing it, before she explained him the rules.

"It's really easy. You just have to say something you have never done in your life before and when I haven't already done it, I have to take a swallow. If I also have already done it, you have to take a swallow and it's my turn then." The rules were really easy and this whole game was just there to make the other drank as much and quickly as possible.

Daryl finally nodded understanding his head, before he told her to start. "Alright." Beth said thoughtfully, while she was thinking for her first never have I ever. "I have never drank any alcohol in my life before." It caused Daryl to smile, because they both knew that he had already drank enough of it for both in his life and these few drinks were Beth's first ones ever.

Daryl kept on watching her for moments, till Beth told him amused "You have to take a swallow now, Mr. Dixon. And then it's your turn." He did like he got told and after the burning liquid made its way down his throat, he thought about something good.

"I have never had a pet." Daryl could still remember the many pictures hanging everywhere inside the Greene's farm and also about the one where younger Beth was holing two little kittens in her arms. "Good one." Beth finally praised him, before she took a swallow and began to think about her turn again.

"I have never stolen anything in my life before." Daryl was really surprised about this one and by everyone else he would have been offended about this question, but not by Beth. Even when she didn't know much, almost nothing, about his past, she could still imagine about the things he had probably done.

"You play unfair girl." Daryl muttered before he took his swallow and threw the next words into her direction. "I was never on vacation." This finally really seemed to shock Beth, when she eyed him unbelievable. "Really? Not even camping?" The compassion in her voice was hearable and it was one more confirmation for Daryl, that it was better for Beth to not know much about his past.

"No. My father only had to taught me how to build a tent to go hunting into the woods." He finally let her know and Beth nodded understanding her head, before she took a swallow. They went on to play that game like this, till Beth got also bored with this version.

Maybe it was also the alcohol already inside her body, that caused her to make their game more excited and dirtier. It was all her idea and hell just that did Daryl turn on so bad.

"Alright, new turn new happiness. I have never.." If he was serious, he was also a little excited about the new rules now. Or maybe because he also slowly began to feel the alcohol inside his veins.

"I have never kissed a woman." Beth said with a smirk playing on her soft lips. "You play unfair girl, have I already told you so?" Daryl tried to sound angrily, but his words only caused her to giggle amuse. "So, you know what you have to do next. Right, Mr. Dixon?"

Daryl rolled his eyes, of course he had understood the new rules. Taking a swallow and taking off one piece of his clothes. Beth had probably expected his vest to go, so she will have a better view to the muscles of his arms, but Daryl had to disappoint her, when he only took off his shoes.

After he had thrown them careless into the corner, he came with his next turn. "I have never had sex with someone much older than myself." Beth's and also his own smile grow even bigger, while Daryl watched her also drinking and taking off her boots. Now he had the same feeling as her before, because Daryl had wanted Beth to take off her shirt. His mouth already began to water just thinking about it.

"And you say I'm playing unfair. Alright then, Mr. Dixon. I have never.." Beth made it exciting and looked like she was still thinking about it, even when she probably already knew her next turn anyway. "I have never seen a porno."

"Hey, what make you think I have already seen one?" Daryl tried to make her unsure, but it didn't work. "You are a man and every man has already seen a porno in his life at least once." Beth told him with a smirk, she exactly knew she was right with that.

"Well, this one was fair played girl." Daryl told her, before he took off his vest. He could watch Beth looking at his upper arms, while the fabric slipped down his skin. "But don't worry girl. If I will ever get the chance to see one more time in my life, I will watch it with you together."

Beth laughed out loud, before she bit down on her underlip and agreed to his suggestion. It was such a pity that the internet and any electronica devices weren't working any more, because hell, Daryl would have really enjoyed it to watch a porno with Beth together.

They went on with the game like this, till Daryl was only sitting with his boxers there and Beth with her bra and little panties in front of him. She had taken off her clothes so sexy, almost stripped for him, that Daryl really had to try his best to not touch her soft skin. He probably had already a hard one since they have started this type of game.

Right now Daryl couldn't only feel the alcohol inside his veins, he could feel that he was already damn drunk. Hell, it was a long time ago he had drank anything and Beth's eyes were also already shinning and her movements weren't that secure any more, when after Daryl's turn she moved with her hands behind to her back to finally open her light blue bra.

Daryl's dick was jumping inside his boxers, already waiting for this moment since such a long time. The second the fabric was opened and it slipped over the soft skin of her shoulders and finally fell on top of her lab, Daryl really had to force himself to keep sitting where he was.

In the warm light of the sunset coming trough the dirty windows, her breasts looked even softer and tighter than usual. How perfect her skin and nipples had to feel between his soft lips. How they would grow bigger and harder with every time he would slip his hot tongue over them.

But obviously Beth could still focus on their game, not like Daryl, when she told him her next I have never. He didn't even listen, couldn't do it any more. Without listening or even thinking about, Daryl took a swallow and stood up. He wasn't so secure on his feet anymore, but finally he got rid of his too tight boxers.

He watched Beth's expression close the whole time and even when he didn't really feel his own actions any more, he still exactly knew the second his erection became see able for her. Beth's mouth popped opened and her eyes widened, before she licked pleasurable her soft lips.

Instead of letting himself sink on the floor again, Daryl took place in the chair behind himself. He didn't have his own body under control any more, when he took his erection between his palm instantly and stroked it quickly. Beth just couldn't take her eyes away from him any more and excited she began to move, giving her pulsing middle some affection with it.

After they had starred at each other since moments, Beth finally let him breathless know "It's your turn, Mr. Dixon." Daryl liked this game, really liked it. With it they have got this wide, but right now he really didn't want to play it any more, when he told her "Damn girl. Forget this stupid game and come over here right now."

His words got a big, bright smile on her lips and only very slowly she stood up, placed her hands in front of her chest, so her breasts were looking a little bigger and told him all triumphed "So, that means I have won this game. Because you are already fully naked and you have also officially given up right now, Mr. Dixon."

Daryl wasn't able to answer her any more, he was too busy with stroking his already aching erection. "But I'm not such a nasty winner. You have also played pretty well, Mr. Dixon. Not as good as me of course, but I will still reward you." Beth whispered with one hell sexy voice, before she slowly started to dance for him.

The way she moved her hips, the looks she gave him over her shoulder with those damn fucking, pretty eyes of her and finally she reached for the thin material of her panties and let them slip down her long legs. Daryl couldn't hold back his moans any more, while he watched her going on dancing just for him.

When Beth finally even started to let her fingertips wander down to her middle and breasts, Daryl couldn't take it any more. All at once he stood up, got quickly over to where the blond girl was still dancing playfully and finally took her easily into his strong arms.

"Damn girl, stop it. I don't want to come in my hand. Want to fuck you." Daryl muttered all heated, while he carried her over to the mattress, they have placed there before for the coming night.