Thank you to everyone who has reviewed this story so far, it means so much to hear what you think. I know the last chapter was a little bit odd in terms of the story but I needed to jump time to get to a good place. So it may seem choppy but it was just passing time to get to this next part. The way I am seeing it is the bad guys don't know who the Greene's are because she had changed her name. Also they are not going by Dixon in public just at home alone in a cutesy manor.

Anyway on with the story.

BPOV

The phone call with my mom the best thing in the world. I didn't realize just how much I have missed her, the soothing tones of her voice. Even hearing my daddy in the background was amazing. The ride back to Mississippi was quiet as we were both lost in our own thoughts. We never needed words to communicate, we didn't need constant chatter to feel comfortable. I couldn't ask for a better partner to go through life and these crazy times with. I made a few mistakes in my life which have led to where I am now, on the run with a man who had been practically a stranger when this started. We pulled onto the narrow dirt path that led to the clearing where our home was sat surrounded by wildflowers and a garden with different fruits and vegetables almost ready to harvest.

The sun was setting behind the house creating a beautiful orange and pink glow. "S'Beautiful aint it?" I asked him as he stopped to stand next to me. His hand found mine and squeezed lightly. My eyes drifted up to his, he was gazing down at me. The love in his eyes took my breath away, I might be on the run but I think I have it pretty good.

"What do you think Shawn is gonna find?" Daryl questioned sitting on the porch swing he finished building last week. I shrugged my shoulders as I leaned against the railing in front of him. After a while I began to realize that I had picked up little character traits from him such as shrugging in response to things. He would just laugh and shake his head until I used my words so it came as no surprise now when he began chuckling. His shaggy brown hair falling into his deep blue eyes.

"I am hoping he finds the key to us getting out from under the death threats." I told him. "However I still think we should stay living here. We don't need to go back to Georgia to have a good life. We have that here." He smirked and nodded his head. "Oh so you don't have to use your words but I do?" I scoffed. A smile turning up my lips after a few seconds. He full on belly laughed at that before standing and pulling me into his arms. Warm and safe is the only way to describe how it feels to be in his arms.

"I like hearing you talk." He admitted.

"Oh I get it, you're trying to get in my pants aren't you?" I laughed.

"Maybe." I tipped my head up to look at him, his lips finding mine. His tongue battling mine in a play for dominance.

…...

"Ready to go?" Daryl questioned as he stood leaning in the doorway to our bedroom. His eyes glazing over as he watched me slip on the bright sundress. The last month went by uneventfully, the summer blazing on around us as we stayed to ourselves.

"Almost." I replied tying the strap on my shoe up my leg.

"Well today is the day we find out whether we can go home or not." He said, his voiced laced with both happiness and sadness. I walked to him and placed my hands on either side of his face and kissed him.

"This is a good thing."

"I know. I just don' want things to change." He admitted.

"Well things will change either way." I said before turning around. "Gotta pee again before we go. I'll meet you at the truck." He shook his head and turned to leave as I made my way back into the bathroom.

I practically danced to the truck, locking the door behind me. "Ready." I said with as much excitement I could. "Can we stop and get ice cream?"

"Ya, anything ya want." Came his soft reply. "I found another small town about 30 miles from the last one."

"Sounds great to me. I love spending long car rides with you." I giggled, the music began blaring through the truck speakers. We rolled the windows down and let the warm summer breeze into the cab. With our hands laced together we started the long wonderful trek into Alabama to call my family once again. By the time we reached the town we had stopped for three different ice cream cones and bathroom breaks at least 6 times. He never seemed to care that we were stopping so much, it was just fun being together.

"Alright here we are. You gotta pee again or do you wanna just call now?" He said with amusement. I laughed slightly.

"I'm good let's call." I said walking over to the payphone next to the small one pump gas station. He slipped the coins into the phone and dialed the number to my parent's farm. I leaned up next to the receiver so I could hear what was happening.

"Hello?" My father said on the other end.

"Mr. Greene, it's Daryl. Is Shawn there?"

"Dixon, how's my little girl?" He asked ignoring the question.

"I'm good daddy I promise."

"Bethy, baby girl it's good to hear your voice." He said.

"You too daddy, I miss you."

"Miss you too doodlebug, I'll get Shawn for you." There was silence for a moment while my father went off to find my brother. The kitchen phone clicked on and then Shawn's voice rang through the receiver.

"Beth. Daryl, good news."

"Well…" I said impatiently.

"This governor guy seems pretty dangerous, there was never any mention of either of you. I can't say for sure whether you will be safe or not. I have a friend who is on the inside with the organization, he is still searching out info."

"Shawn you are staying safe right?" I questioned, fear in my voice.

"Yeah, this guy has been working for him for a long time. Even before the Governor moved into Atlanta to take over after Martinez. Daryl?"

"Yeah?"

"Did you know that Merle was working for this guy?"

"What?"

"Yeah my inside man is Merle, he has been working with this guy for years. Merle was hanging 'round Atlanta two years ago to get the layout for the organization of Martinez's crew. He was working."

"Why is he helping you now?"

"When he found out you and Beth were on the hit list he was trying to get you both out of it. Daryl he is the governor's right hand man. If anyone can get you two in the clear it's him."

"That explains why Merle was at the club almost every day." I said softly.

"Yeah, we just need more time."

"Shawn keep yourself safe. I know he's my brother but I can't guarantee he will be on our side in the end. He always looks out for himself first."

"I know man. Don' worry I got myself covered."

"Okay well we will keep laying low and in a few months we will call again."

"Remember not to tell anyone where ya are." Shawn said like it wasn't obvious. We said our goodbyes and hung up the phone.

"Well looks like that's a start." I broke the silence. His eyes looked right into my soul as his hand grabbed mine and pulled me into a hug.

"I'm worried about Shawn, I know the crap my brother gets into normally and this is just…"

"I know, I'm worried about him to. I kinda wish he would just stop but I know if we asked it would make him work harder and put himself in more danger."

"Ya, well let's get somethin' to eat and then hit the road and get home." He replied.

"Oh good I am starving and I think we should just find some place to stay tonight and drive home tomorrow. I am so turned on by you right now that I don't wanna wait until we get all the way home." I smirked at him. His eyes danced with a light so bright I fought hard not to laugh. He practically dragged me into the diner across the street. Thankfully there were no waitresses hitting on him today although whenever it happened it did make me laugh. He never seemed to take notice of these things which always made it funnier. "I saw a motel on the way in?"

"Oh ya?"

"Yup I think the beds are super comfy."

"I think you might just be right." He smirked. We finished our meals in record time, the trip to the motel was quick thank god. He closed the door to the room with the toe of his boot, my hands reached out and pushed him back against the door as my lips found his. His hands tangled in my long blonde hair, pulling slightly. "Beth." He moaned against my lips which only made me wetter. Within seconds out clothing was discarded in a pile around our feet, my wedge sandals the only things left on my body. His eyes raked over my form, his tongue snaked out to lick his bottom lip.

"Daryl." I moaned as his lips found my pulse point.

…...

"Let's head home." He said opening the curtain and peering out the window to view the parking lot. I re-tied my shoes up my legs as he opened the door. I stepped out first and looked around, the sun warming my face.

"Shit." I moved back inside the room and closed the door locking it behind me."

"What?" He questioned looking out the window again.

"Merle. Merle is outside in the lot on the far side."

"How the hell did he find us. Shawn doesn't even know where we are." He said clearly pissed off. "Damn it."

"Daryl he's near the truck we can't get out of here."

"We can't stay here either."

"Maybe we should just face him. Run if we have to."

"Beth you can't run in those shoes." He stated.

"I can take em off, but for now let's not think of that. Let's think he is on our side for now and see what he wants. We can deal with whatever comes our way."

"And if he is here to kill us?"

"He is your brother Daryl, do you really think he would kill ya?" I questioned. His eyes turned down to look at the floor, a sigh left his lips as he held onto my hands.

"I don't even know anymore." He replied. We made our way back to the door ready to face Merle and potentially the end of our lives.

"When we get home I have news for ya." He looked at me as we crossed the parking lot. "Don't worry though everything is gonna be okay." I reassured him. We stopped in front of the motorcycle Merle was leaning against.

"Hello baby brother. Peach."

Please let me know what you think.

What is Merle up to? What do you think is gonna happen next?