It was rare that this happened for them. They never laid in bed all day. There were always things to get done and Daryl had a hard time sitting still for very long. But today was different. In fact she was probably more restless than he was. He seemed content to just lay on the bed with her head on his chest or his head on her stomach. A couple of times she thought he had fallen asleep, but when she moved her head to look at him, he was always looking right back at her.

"I don't know what to say. I feel like I should say somethin'." she said quietly.

"Nothin' ta say." he ran his finger up and down her arm watching the goosebumps texture her smooth skin.

"Tell me what your feelin'" she whispered this because it was dangerous territory. She'd probably just get a growl in response.

"I ain't good with feelins', you know that girl." he whispered this back to her because it was so hard to say outloud. She pushed him mercilessly and he always gave all he could to her, but this, right now, he didn't know if he could do this.

"Try, for me, please." Oh shit.. She was looking up at him with those big blue eyes of hers and he wasn't sure how she did it, but somehow they always looked bigger and bluer when she was sad or feeling down or hurt. Which of course made it impossible to deny her whatever it was she thought would make things better.

He squirmed on the bed and cleared his throat. "I'm scared a Maggie. She's gonna kick my ass." he said. Beth laughed out loud and it eased the ball of tension in his stomach and made his heart beat a little faster. Her crying could bring him to his knees, but her laughter made him soar.

"Yer lyin'." her southern accent was really strong when she was feeling out of sorts. But Daryl liked it. "You ain't afraid of her and besides she won't kick your ass. Tell me for real." She rested her chin on her hand and waited. Daryl glared at her. And she just smiled back at him. He bit his bottom lip and tucked a stray curl behind Beth's ear.

"I'm scared. What the hell m' I gonna do with a baby? I don't know how to be a.. a dad. Shit Beth my dad was an asshole. What if I'm like him?" That was really the main thing that worried Daryl. He didn't want to be like his own father. Beth sat up on the bed beside him. She rested her hands on his chest.

"You aren't like him. You aren't.. I already know that. You're good and you're kind and you.. you love me like no one else ever has.." Beth's eyes were filling with tears again. Daryl sat up and took her face in his hands and kissed her. It wasn't a soft gentle kiss. He tangled his hand in her hair and bit her bottom lip. "You're beautiful Daryl and don't you try to kiss me so I'll stop.." she said half into his mouth. He kissed her harder and slid his hand to her hip. ".. stop saying nice things about.. Oh god Daryl.." And Beth gave up and kissed him back just as hard. She climbed onto his lap and wrapped her arms around his chest. He had his hands on both her hips now and he held her against him. She felt him getting hard and she wrapped her legs around his waist and struggled to get the contact she needed. He lifted her up effortlessly and laid her on the bed pushing her legs apart. He crawled between them and gave her what she needed grinding his hard cock against her. Her face was flushed and she was breathless.

"You're beautiful." he breathed looking down at her.

"Don't stop.. I'm.. oh Daryl I'm right there…" she arched her back and gripped his upper arms as her orgasm rocked her body. She dropped back on the bed and he just stared at her in wonder. He had barely done anything. They both startled at a knock on the door.

"We have to meet with Deanna.. You guys coming?" Michonne asked through the door.

"I already did.." Beth said softly and broke out in giggles.

"Shhh!" Daryl covered her mouth. "Yeah, we'll meet you there." he called out.

"Why didn't you say we were coming?" Beth laughed. Daryl just growled and kissed her.

The mood had changed considerably when Daryl and Beth walked into Deanna's courtyard. There were a bunch of Alexandrians there and some of their own group. A definite division between the people was obvious. Rick was missing though and Deanna had just commented on that fact.

"He'll be here." Carol said. She folded her arms over her flowered shirt. Michonne looked at her and then glanced at Daryl. It was obvious to him that neither of the women knew where Rick was. He looked around at the others uncomfortably. Where the hell was Rick? Deanna was going on about giving everyone a chance to hear what Rick had to say and voice their own concerns.

"Ain't nothing gonna happen if he don't show up." Daryl murmured quietly so only Beth could hear.

"Maybe we should go look for him?" Beth said worriedly. Michonne had said she took him clean clothes and that he was planning on being here. Beth watched Daryl's face. He reached for her hand and started walking out of the courtyard. He stopped by Carol.

"We're gonna go look for him." Carol nodded and her eyes briefly met Beth's. The older woman smiled sympathetically and Beth felt herself blush. Carol had been in the kitchen earlier. She knew Beth was pregnant too.

Daryl headed towards the house where they had taken Rick earlier but just before the road to the main gate, they saw him. He was fighting off a small horde of walkers. Daryl pulled his knife and looked at Beth.

"Stay." he said.

She already had her knife in her hand. "No. I'm helping." Daryl just looked at her. And she pushed ahead of him. Rick caught sight of them.

"Someone left the gate open!" he yelled as he grabbed the shredded sweatshirt of the nearest walker and put his knife through it's head. Beth grabbed the arm of a smaller walker and spun it around setting it off balance and when it was on the ground she stabbed it in the temple. Black blood spurted out of the wound and covered her stomach and thighs. She pulled her knife out and stood up. Daryl and Rick were pushing the walkers back towards the gate as they picked them off one by one. Beth singled out another one that was off to the side and before she reached it the smell of it's rotting flesh engulfed her. She held her breath and tripped the thing. It was an old woman in a flowery dress and Beth grabbed her long viney hair and jerked her head back and stabbed her. The walker was so decomposed the head just came apart. That did it for Beth. She stumbled over to the bushes and fell on her knees. Daryl and Rick had just taken down the last walker when they heard Beth gagging. Daryl was at her side in seconds.

"What's wrong?" he knelt beside her.

She tried waving him away. "The smell.. it got me." she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She didn't move to stand up yet, waiting to see if the nausea passed. Rick came up behind them.

"Beth what's wrong?" he asked.

"Just the smell.. sometimes it gets to me." Beth said standing up and wiping her hands on her jeans. It was then that she noticed she was covered in walker blood and that made her stomach queasy again. "I'm fine."

"We need ta get back to.." Daryl started when a shot rang out. RIck and Daryl started running in the direction they thought it came from. Beth followed. They came around the corner and Sasha was coming out of the infirmary. Blood splattered across her shirt, she held a pistol loosely in her hand, her face was stoic until she saw the others and then something in her broke.

"Tyresse.." Beth said. She slipped between Daryl and Rick and climbed the stairs. "Sasha?"

"He didn't make. I had to.. He made me promise." Sasha said. Beth put her arms around the other girl. She didn't say anything. There were never any right words to say anymore. Daryl went into the infirmary and found Tyreese's body on the bed. Sasha had put a bullet in his temple and blood and brain matter was splattered on the wall beside the man. Daryl covered the body with a sheet. When he went back outside Rick had another walker. This time he didn't leave it lying, he tossed it over his shoulder and beckoned to Daryl.

"Let's go to this meeting. Let me show them what happens when people are stupid and soft and don't realize what the real world is like!" he started in the direction of Deanna's house and the others followed. They must have been quite the sight walking in looking like they did. Beth saw the faces of the Alexandrians and even the faces of her own people. They looked horrified.

"Someone left the gate open and unmanned. We fought off a small horde!" Rick dumped the body on the ground and looked at Daryl and Beth who were also covered in blood and grime. "Our lives were in danger but we knew what to do.." Rick started. Suddenly Pete burst in through the side gate wielding Michonne's sword.

"He doesn't belong here! They don't belong here Deanna! I meant for those biters to kill them!" Pete screamed flailing the sword around.

"Pete stop!" Reg stepped forward and tried to disarm the man.

"Reg no!" Deanna screamed. But it was too late, Pete's arm was raised and the sword made contact with Reg's throat. A gaping wound opened up and blood poured out as the man fell to the ground. Pete just stood there stunned. Deanna knelt beside her husband as the blood and his last breathe gurgled out of him. She glanced over at Rick, her eyes were dark and full of pain. Beth shuddered next to Daryl. She'd never seen the woman look so out of control.

"Do it Rick." she said calmly. Rick pulled out his pistol and put a bullet in Pete's head. The rest of the group seemed to realize what was going on and people were screaming and moving back out of the courtyard.

"Go home." Daryl told Beth. She shook her head adamantly.

"No. I'm not leaving you." she said frantically. He didn't argue. He figured it was no use anyway. He took one step forward and put himself between her and the others. Deanna went to Reg and knelt at his side. Spencer joined her.

"Everybody clear out! Go home. Deanna will talk to everyone later." Rick took over. He was constable after all. Did it matter that he had just killed a man? Daryl didn't think it mattered to the people who were going to actually make a difference.

"Rick?" a man called out from across the courtyard. Daryl didn't recognize him but he knew the map the man was holding in his hands. He watched Rick. It was pretty obvious right away that Rick knew this man.

"Morgan?" Rick stared at him and Daryl joined Rick.

"You know him?" Daryl asked.

"Yeah, I did. Once." Rick said.

Beth stayed back and waited. Maggie came over and stood beside her. Beth glanced over at her, but she didn't say anything. She could tell her sister was trying to figure out what to do or say. RIght now Beth was concerned about Deanna. She hadn't really cared for the woman. This whole facade that Alexandria was could have been different if that woman had just accepted the truth instead of trying to hide behind these walls and play pretend. But now she had lost her son and her husband. Beth knew about loss. Their whole group did. Deanna needed to know she wasn't alone in that.

"I can walk you home." Maggie said tentatively.

"I'm waiting for Daryl. But I think that Deanna might need you. Maybe we should try and get her inside?" Beth asked. She looked at Maggie who nodded back. The two sisters walked over to where Deanna knelt by Reg's body.

"Deanna let us help you inside." Maggie said. Beth knelt close to Reg's head in order to get a good look at the wound and determine if anything else needed to be done. Beth gasped and fell back as Spencer slammed his knife into his father's temple. Daryl saw what happened and was in Spencer's face in seconds.

"The fuck you doing?!" he growled his face inches from Spencer's.

"Taking care of my dad." Spencer got right back in Daryl's face.

"Ya knocked her over, ya didn't need to do that." Daryl's hand went to his hip.

"Daryl, it's fine. I'm fine." Beth said reaching for his arm. Spencer looked at Beth and seemed to notice her for the first time.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention." he said to her. Daryl still didn't back down. Spencer looked at Daryl. "I apologized. Back off."

"Ya best watch what yer doin'." Daryl nudged him with his shoulder and Spencer went to swing, but Glen stopped him.

"Enough you two! Spencer let's go. Maggie I'm fine. Please just see to it that Reg's body is handled." Deanna turned and headed for the stairs at the back of her house. Spencer followed her.

Daryl took Beth's hand. "You ok?" he asked.

"Daryl, I'm fine.. Really it was nothing." she smiled up at him and he didn't smile back. She reached up and laid her hand on his chest her smile fading and a look of concern replacing it. "What?" He just shook his head. He glanced at Maggie who was witnessing the entire interaction. He pulled her into a hug and she felt him tremble just a little.

Abraham came up to them. "Should we move the bodies for now? Bury 'em tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yeah. We got tarps? We also got a few walkers by the gate we need ta get rid of." Daryl told the other man. Abraham nodded. Eugene carried over two tarps and Daryl looked down at Beth. "I'm gonna take care of this and then we'll go home. Stay right here okay." He said. Beth nodded, but she didn't understand. First he wanted her to go home, now he didn't want her to leave without him. So she stayed and waited. She watched Rick with Morgan. Michonne joined them and was listening to the conversation. Carol had wandered off behind Jessie and her boys when they had headed home earlier. Maggie had also disappeared somewhere. Beth hugged her arms to her body and watched as Daryl and Abraham wrapped the two bodies. This was the reality of their world now. The world she would bring a child into. She was covered in the blood of dead things while somewhere deep inside her body and new little life was forming.