Beth was inevitably slowing down. She was beyond exhausted but somehow, she manage to keep going. She wanted to find some place where she could rest, at least for a while, but she couldn't find anything.

She had a luck, because she didn't run into any Walker yet. Beth wasn't sure if she would be able to fight right now. As the hours went by, she was thinking about just crashing somewhere in the woods, hoping she will get lucky and survive the few hours of rest, she so desperately needed. Then, she finally got lucky. Right ahead of her was standing a small cottage. It was just a one room place, it wasn't probably even a cottage, perhaps it was used by someone who took care about the rails. Truth to be told, Beth didn't really care. As long as she can stay there for a bit, it's fine.

She found the rest of her strength, pushing herself to walk faster and to reach the place as quickly as possible. Before she hurled herself inside, she stopped, trying to strategically think about the best way how to handle going in there. The door wasn't shut. It looked like somebody rushed out of there, didn't bother to close the door. Beth took it as a good sign, that at least nobody is staying in there. She pulled out her knife, knocking the door with her foot to wide open. Then she quickly ran inside, looking around to see if any Walker, or danger, is approaching her. But the place was empty.

Somebody left a backpack there, but otherwise, it's been absolutely clean. Beth didn't want to think about why the backpack was just sitting there and what drove his owner to rush away in such a hurry to leave this behind. She shut the door behind her, slowly walking to the backpack. Beth was hoping to find some food, may be water in it, but all she could find was a blanket and a rope. „Well. At least something." She murmured, as she stood and went to tide the door with a rope. She wasn't really good at making knots, so it probably wouldn't hold if a Walker was trying to find his way in, but she felt more secure this way.

Then she took the blanket, putting it on a ground and finally lying down. She took out her bottle, drinking almost half of it. She knew she's gonna probably regret it later, but all she could think about right now, was the hunger and the thirst she was feeling. This helped calmed both of it, at least a bit.

Beth leaned down, closing her eyes. Thinking that she's gonna just rest here a bit, before continuing ahead. Then she fall asleep.

She was having a nightmare. Her dreams took her back into the cemetary house. She was awoke from the dream with a bang. Beth opend her eyes, trying to adjust. At first, she thought that maybe she imagined that noise, but when she heard it again, she quickly raised to her feet. Panic rushed over her. Somebody was at the door, trying to get in. She was pretty sure this wasn't any Walker, which probably meant only one thing. The people from the survivor camp found her. Beth clenched her knife in hand, as she was quickly trying to find a way out of this mess, but she couldn't find one. The only way out of this place was through the door. No windows, no nothing.

She could see, through the cracks on the house, it was still light outside, she couldn't have been sleeping for long. She didn't hear anyone following her, when she run. How was possible that they found her so quickly?

With another bang the door finally give in and they swung open. Beth clenched her knife even more, preparing herself to fight, when somebody came in. Dark haired man. She thought that perhaps, she was hallucinating, she did just woken up from a dream about him after all. Then she collapsed on the ground and lose consciousness.

When she woke up again, she didn't open her eyes at first. Her body was slowly rocking back and forth which could mean only one thing – somebody was carrying her. She could felt someones hands around her legs and arms. She let her memories slowly explain what happend before she collapsed. When she remembered what had happend, her eyes snapped open. For a moment, she was staring in the face of a man, she never thought she would see again. Daryl obviously realized, she was awake, because he took his eyes off the road, looking down at Beth. He stopped.

„Put me down, please." She commanded in a soft voice. Daryl didn't question it, he slowly let go of her legs, putting her down. He still hold her shoulders, probably in case she collapsed again, so he could catch her.

„You okay?" He asked.

Beth just stared, what were the odds that of all the people Daryl would be the one to find her. „I am now." What if he was just an hallucination, Beth asked herself. „How did you find me?"

„Was lookin' for you, actually. But I didn't know the footsteps on the rails was yours. Guess it was a fate."

Daryl Dixon talking about fate? No. She must really be dreaming.

„You two okay?" Another voice cut through Beth's thoughts, she quickly turned her head to find Carol. She was patiently waiting few steps away from them.

„Wait.. what? Is this real? Are you two real? How..how are you together..?" Beth was more and more confused, turning her head back to Daryl. He was watching her with such a worried look, it made her heart skipped a beat.

„Long story." He grunted. „But Beth. This is real."

She silently turned her head back to Carol, she nodded with a smile.

„Where are we going?" She asked again. She was looking at Carol, but it was Daryl who answered.

„Back to our camp. To the rest of our family."

Beth quickly turned, losing her balance, but Daryl helped her not to fall. „Maggie?" She asked.

He nodded. „Yeah, your sis is there too."

She was too tired to walk and Daryl offered her another serious piggyback, which made her smile. It was slowly getting dark, but Daryl promised it's not very far. She must have been out longer then she thought. Beth had so many questions, but she didn't ask anything. She was just quietly enjoying the feeling of safety she had only when she was with Daryl.

When they were approaching the church, that was, as they said Beth, their camp now, she asked Daryl to put her down. She was sure she could walk the rest of the journey by herself. Daryl agreed, but he was walking beside her, his hands around her waist, ready to catch her if she needed to.

Carol was the first one to come inside, Beth and Daryl slowly followed. Beth took a quick glance around. There was blood on floor, some church chairs were broken, but otherwise it looked pretty good. There was a group, sitting down, in the first two rows, it was obvious they were talking about something, but they stopped as the door opened. Beth could see a few people she haven't met before. There was some men with big mustache and some women, then she could see the rest of her group. They were all staring at her. Evidently in shock. Rick, Carl, Glenn and.. Somebody squealed. There was a bang as something fell on the ground, but Beth didn't get a chance to see what it was, because somebody was sprinting towards her. Maggie. Carol stepped aside and Beth could feel Daryl letting go of her few seconds before her sister tightly clenched her in her arms. „Oh my god Beth. You're alright."