The fuel truck rolled to a stop in front of a group of men on bikes. Beth felt Daryl tense. This could not be a good thing. "Stay beside me," Daryl murmured. Beth nodded, her blonde ponytail bouncing as she did so. Daryl held Beth still until Abraham had stepped out of the truck—as per command of the men on bikes with guns. It was his way of adding as much protection to Beth as he could. All he wanted was her safety. Even if it meant sacrificing his own just for her.
Before they had left the car, Beth had made sure to leave the crossbow within the fuel truck. The four of them stood in front of the truck. "Don't ask any questions and this'll all be easy," the guy on the bike slightly in front of the rest said. "All you need to know is that all of your belongings are no longer yours. They belong to Negan." One of the guys came to Daryl first. Reluctantly, he handed over his gun. The guy came to Beth.
"I don't have one," Beth said, making eye contact with the man before her.
"You don't?" he said, skeptically.
"No, I don't."
He pushed Beth back towards the truck and spun her around. "Negan's gonna like you."
As if anticipating his movements, Abraham held Daryl back. "Get off of her," Daryl growled.
"What's this?" The man started to pat down Beth. "You got some sort of daddy complex, girl?" Beth cringed inwardly. Daryl wasn't old enough to be her dad. That and the guy was touching her. Well, patting her down. Why was this happening? "You really don't have one," he said, surprised.
Abraham backed off of Daryl and went to stand at the end, where he was originally. The man then took Sasha's gun and came to Abraham. After a silent argument, Abraham gave up his gun.
"Now I need the rest of your belongings," the man said.
"That's all there is," Abraham said.
"There's always more," one of the guys said.
"Take that one around the back of the truck," the main guy said, gesturing to Daryl.
Once Daryl had disappeared behind the truck, Abraham had a question. Of course. "Who is Negan?"
"What did I say? I said if you don't ask questions, we would be okay. And you seem like reasonable people which is why I wasn't going to kill one of you," he stated. "Usually, we would have killed one of you from the get go. Before we drove you back to your camp. Do you guys know how awkward that is, riding next to someone whose friend you just killed? But y'know what? I changed my mind, I'm going to kill one of you," he held up two gun, there was no telling who he was pointing them towards. He seemed to consider it for a long moment. "Never mind, I won't do it," he lowered the guns. Everyone seemed to let out a collective breath of relief. "But then again, I think I will kill one of you," he rose the guns again.
Beth was waiting for him to pull the trigger. She had prepared herself to be shot. If she was going to die, she was going to die. She was going to accept her fate. She would miss Daryl and her sister, but other than that, she was okay with this. Even though she still wanted to have Daryl's children.
Before the man could pull the trigger, an explosion occurred, all of the men on the bikes burst into flames and Daryl hurried around the truck and to the front, where everyone else was standing.
"Holy shit," Abraham said.
"Daryl," Beth said in surprise.
"C'mon, let's get home," he stated.
XxX
Soon, they arrived back at Alexandria and came in like heroes. The entire group fought walkers off and defeated the huge heard. Their battle was complete with a lake of fire—Daryl had used the fuel truck and the rocket launcher to cause the explosion. The walkers went into the lake, causing all of them to catch on fire, making for burnt and crispy walkers.
So much had happened to the group that night. Carl had been shot in the eye, and everyone else worked on being patched up. Beth sat beside Daryl as he got his shoulder stitched up. She rested her hand on his and he met her eyes briefly.
"We're okay," she laughed slightly. We'll...we'll be okay," she was talking about the whole group. Everyone would be okay. Eventually. They had survived fighting hundreds of walkers! They could make Alexandria great again, they could do it.
AN: Hi guys! I'm so sorry it took five years to get this out. I just want to stay with the show. I'm also sorry that this is really short. I probably won't post anything until next week, mostly because again, I want to stay with the show. But, if you want any sort of ideas, don't hesitate to review with them. Also, please leave your reviews in general :)