When Daryl woke up the next day, he almost didn't want to open his eyes, because he was afraid that he'll find out that Beth wasn't here. That yesterday was only in his imagination. Before his mind could take him further into his doubts, he opened his eyes. It was probably still pretty early, the church was quiet. Looked like everybody was still sleeping. He was in his usual spot, Carol lying next to him. He turned his head, wanting to look for Beth, when he noticed he doesn't have to. Beth was sleeping just a few inches from him. He almost wanted to stretch his hand and touch her to make sure she's real. No. She is. She must be.

Maggie was holding Beth tight in her arms, babbling something, while Beth just stood there in a shock.

„I am so sorry. I shouldn't have give up. It's my fault." Maggie's word finally made some sense and Beth could probably hear them too, because her body immediately stopped hugging her sister back and she tried to wrestle her way out of her arms.

„I don't understand. What do you mean Maggie?"

Her sister looked up to her, her eyes were all watery, she wiped the tears away. She looked almost scared as if she had already said too much. But then she continued in a soft voice. „I'm sorry. After the prison, I've been looking for Glenn, because I didn't think you could…" she didn't finish the sentence and she didn't even need to, everybody knew what she meant anyway.

Daryl realized that he was so consumed about his own worries about Beth, he didn't realize that Maggie was hardly ever talking about her. When they found the rest of the group again in the container, Maggie asked if anyone has seen Beth and when Daryl told her they got out together, her only question afterwards was „how did she die?" When Daryl told her she's not dead, just gone, Maggie seemed really surprised „but she's alive?" She asked. That was the last time she mentioned her sister.

Beth was now looking angry. „You thought I'm dead? That I'm weak and that I can't take care of myself?" Daryl heard a little bit hurt in her voice too. Maggie's eyes started to pour out tears again. „I'm so sorry."

„Cut the crap, Maggie!" She yelled so loudly that everybody in the church flinched, Maggie looked shocked, she opened her mouth to say something, but Beth cut her off before she could even start. „Well guess what! I can take care of myself pretty well!" And with that she stumbled away, to the front of the church, taking food, that Rick offered her.

The rest of the night was quiet. Beth was obviously angry and she didn't really speak very much with anyone. Sometimes somebody told her they're glad she's back, but that was it. Maggie was sitting on the other side of the church, looking miserable. In the end, Daryl didn't want to deal with it, so he went to sleep instead.

Carefully, so he wouldn't wake up Beth, or Carol, standed up and headed for the door. He found Abraham and Rick outside the church, debating over something. When he came closer to them, they both turned their head.

„I was just telling Abraham, we should still stay here for a couple of more days, give Beth time to recover."

Daryl looked at Abraham, he was frowning, shaking his head. „No. We need to leave as soon as possible."

Daryl zoomed out as the two of them were fighting over what they should do next. When he started listening again, they were in some sort of agreement that they would stay here for another day and then leave. Abraham left to fix the flat tire and Rick was trying to give Judith to Daryl, because he wanted to tell everybody what needed to be done before leaving.

Daryl took Judith out of his arms, slowly walking to the front steps of the church, where he sit down, putting Judith on her knees. She laughed at him and immediately started stretching hands to get a hold of his hair, her favorite game by now.

Daryl was just about to try to free his hair from her grab, when somebody approached him from behind. She sat down next to him, stretching her hands at Judith. „Hey little ass kicker." Beth said with a smile. Judith let go of Daryl and turned to look at her new play buddy. She babbled something. Beth slowly took her out of Daryl's hands to her lap. He quietly watched it.

They didn't speak for a while, before Beth turned her head at him. „I never got around to thank you, for saving me."

Daryl bit his lips studying her face, before answering. „Nah, it was nothin'."

„Yeah, it was something. I was about to look for you too, in the matter of facts."

„What happen' to you?" The question left his lips before he even manage to stop himself. He didn't want to pressure her. Beth was silent for a moment, then she started telling the story, about how somebody kidnapped her, took her back to some sort of camp and how she manage to get out.

„It's my fault." He said when she stopped. Beth shook her head, putting one hand at Daryl's knee. „No it's not. It's okay. I'm here now." She opened her mouth to say something more, but she was cut off by Maggie. She quietly walked up to them, clearing her throat to make them know she's there. „Beth. Can I talk to you?"

Daryl saw how Beth's body tensed. She slowly took the hand off Daryl, lifting Judith and pushing her back into Daryl's arms before she turned to face Maggie. „Can you give me a break? I am really mad at you for giving up on me."

Maggie's eyes turned watery again, Daryl shifted uncomfortably, thinking about the best exit strategy from this situation.

„Beth.." Maggie started, but Beth stopped before she could say something more.

„Don't..just give me a time to process things, I'll be fine." Then she stormed away, leaving Maggie behind. Daryl quickly stood up, mumbling something about getting Judith back to Rick. He didn't want to stay there, mainly because Maggie would definitely started crying and he didn't want to deal with that.

Later that day, Daryl took a break from the tense situation in the church. He watched Maggie trying to talk to Beth, then trying to give her some food and he watched Beth reluctantly shaking her head everytime her sister got too close. Eventually Maggie stopped trying.
Daryl was now leaning against a fence, enjoying one of the few cigarettes he still had left.

Few moments later, Beth appeared on the steps to the church, looking around, immediately focusing on Daryl. She walked towards him. Daryl thought about putting the cigarette down, he knew that the smoke bothered Beth, but before he could decide, Beth stopped in front of him. Biting her lips and shifting from one foot to another.

„Wanted to talk to you." She said.

„What about?"

Beth nervously pulled the end of her shirt, before answering. „What you said to me. In the funeral house, right before..." she trailed off. Adding „you know" after a long pause.

„Yeah, I know." Daryl started to be uncomfortable too, he didn't want to talk about that, but it's not like he could stop her, so he just waited for what's coming.

„What did you mean by that I changed your mind?" She raised her head to look at him, opening her eyes a bit more.

„Dunno.." Daryl shrugged.

Beth frowned and sighed. „Hm, okay. Well you know. I reacted really badly. Sorry for that. It just..you took me by surprise."

Daryl wasn't sure where she was going with that conversation, so he just said. „Mhm-hmm," while throwing the rest of the cigarette on the ground and stepping on it.

„So I wanted to tell you...that you changed my mind too."

Daryl looked up to her. „What you mean?"

„Well I never thought you could care about me the way I care about you, but you changed my mind." She explained.

Daryl was just blankly staring at her, trying to figure out what she was trying to say exactly. There was this small thought in his head, where he was wondering if maybe, she could feel the same way he does. He never really thought of it as possible, but now? Was that what she was so nervously trying to say to him? He didn't know how to react so when the words failed him, the only thing he could think about saying was.. „Oh."