A/N Well, it's been a while since I updated this story, sorry about that but I've been busy with other writing commitments!

Anyway I should warn you this chapter is probably very OOC and very fluffy and gooey... it's a bit of fun really for all fellow Bethyler's out there!

AMC have annoyed me very much this season so far. We've had three episodes with a total of twenty seconds 'Daryl' screen time and NO Bethyl! So I really needed to write something that satisfied my Bethyl cravings. My need to see them happy and planning a future. Apologies if this goes too AU and seems to move fast, my only excuse is they are living with the threat of everyday possibly being their last and therefore wanting to live as fully as they can whilst they can!...so sorry, not sorry! ;-p

Please enjoy and review, thanks and love E xx

What Beth Greene Really Wanted From Daryl Dixon

Chapter 6

"Daryl. Wake up…Daryl." Beth's voice was soft and soothing as she tried to wake the sleeping man.

Daryl opened his eyes to find Beth's giggling face looking down on him. She was sat straddling his thighs and stroking his cheek. For a second, he wasn't quite sure he hadn't died and found his way to heaven. Because if he ever, by some miracle, got to heaven, this would be it. Beth Greene gazing down on him, her blonde hair shimmering like a golden halo and her beautiful smile bathing him in peace and tranquillity, the like of which he'd never known before.

Daryl couldn't believe he'd dozed off as quickly as he had last night, or that he'd slept straight through. He'd never slept this deeply before, but then he'd never been as happy and content before either.

He'd dreamt of him and Beth. It was vivid and clear and seemed more like a memory than a dream. They were happy and married and living in a pretty rose covered cottage in the woods. He'd been out hunting and was hauling back a deer. There was a little boy with him who was dressed just like him but had curly blonde hair like his momma. He hopped and jumped around, following his daddy's footsteps as he played with the sling shot Daryl had made for him, pretending he was shooting make believe monsters that lurked behind the trees. Beth had stayed home to look after their two young daughters, Beth was heavily pregnant again. She looked radiant as she waited to greet Daryl and their son. She flung her arms around Daryl's neck, Daryl mindful of her bump as he held her, their son clinging on to her leg, talking about the monsters in the woods. "I love you Daryl… Daryl?" Then he was suddenly awake, Beth's voice echoing in his mind. He was back in the guard tower, the beautiful images fading as he focussed on the real Beth Greene who was sat astride him, smiling at him as if she was an angel.

He could easily have just pulled her into the sleeping bag, closed his eyes, curled himself around her and slept for even longer, days longer, entering that perfect dream once more. He longed to see that utopia again… the place where he was blissfully happy with his Beth and their children without fear of zombies and death.

Beth placed a kiss on his lips and smoothed his hair from his cheek in an effort to rouse him. "It's time for the shift change over sleepy head, Glenn and Maggie will be here soon. I don't wanna speak to her, we need to be ready to go, so ya need to get up." Beth wanted them ready to leave as soon as the other couple arrived. She really didn't need another run in with her sister. Not yet anyway. She didn't want anything to spoil today. She just had to convince her daddy to let her go with Daryl and then she'd be out of here. She'd have freedom even if it was only for a few hours.

Daryl lazily returned her kiss, his lips softly grazing around hers. "Why didn't ya wake me earlier? I'd a' swapped with ya, ya damn girl. You'll be beat later if ya ain't slept all night." Daryl tried to sound annoyed at the tiny blonde leant over him, but he was impressed at her staying power more than he'd like to admit. He couldn't help but smile at her, just a bit as he ran his rough fingertips as gently as he could over her cheek and kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Yeah, well it ain't no big deal Daryl, some of us don't need as much sleep as… older people!" Beth grinned at him and widened her eyes. She nuzzled her face into his hand, whilst trying to wrestle the pillow from under him to put back in the cupboard.

"Older people, huh? I told ya before, I got more stamina than ya think." Daryl slid his hand around Beth's neck, pulling her towards him so he could kiss her, his tongue brushing between her soft lips. Beth tried to push him away as she grinned at him. Her hands still trying to get him out of the sleeping bag. "Beth, kiss me damn it…get in here, lemme show ya how much I missed ya last night….I was havin' a real nice dream when ya woke me too. Ya owe me Greene."

"Daryl… no, we can't. What if they walk in?"

"What? Yer sister ain't never seen two people cuddlin' before?" Daryl smirked and Beth knew exactly what cuddling meant.

She rolled her eyes at him. "If ya get up, I'll come over to the shower block with ya and 'cuddle ya' there." Beth blushed slightly as she looked away from him. The idea of bargaining for sex with Daryl Dixon was a huge turn on. If her sister hadn't been due any minute she would've already been in the sleeping bag with him.

"Oh, ma dirty lil' bear wants it in the shower now, huh?" Daryl couldn't help but carry on kissing her, sucking at her neck and collarbone as Beth ground her pussy down over his morning wood, eliciting loud groans from them both. The thick fabric of the sleeping bag the only barrier between them, the only thing stopping him from ramming into her with wild abandon.

"Uhhhhhmm…I want it Daryl. I want ya….. not here though." Beth moaned out as she carried on moving her centre back and forth over the length of his dick. He normally just ignored his morning erection but right now he felt as horny as hell, Beth only inflaming the situation with her moaning and moving. He just wanted to pull her underneath him and bury himself as deep as he could inside her warm wet pussy once more.

"Yer such a damn tease, girl. I want ya… now, Beth... promise it ain't gonna take long! " Daryl's hand was now squeezing and groping at Beth's breast through her clothes as his other one held her hip as she pressed firmly into his erection.

"You've no idea how much I want ya too, but I ain't lettin' ya have it all your own way. I'm gonna make ya wait, even if it drives me crazy." Beth finally managed to pull the pillow away from him before she stood up grinning, moving away from the man that was now laid on the floor groaning in frustration.

"Please get up Daryl. She'll be here in a minute and I ain't up to speakin' with her, not yet, not 'til she apologises. And I doubt if that'll be happenin' any time soon. She was bang outta order for what she said about ya and I can't even look at her I'm so mad right now." Daryl knew from the tone of Beth's voice not to push her. He got himself up off the floor and rolled up the sleeping bag.

He'd leave the sisters to sort it out. If they were anything like Merle and him it would probably end in shouting, a punch up and then getting totally shit faced, before any making up took place. He couldn't really see the Greene sisters getting shit face drunk though, although he would've paid good money to see that, he hoped maybe they could go straight to the making up part. He didn't like seeing Beth unhappy and he knew however much she tried to brush it off she was more upset than she was showing under all her bravado. He felt like it was his fault too. After all it was him she was sticking up for, him they'd fallen out over.

And he could understand where Maggie was coming from, it must seem odd to her, to most people even, that Beth was choosing to be with him, of all people. A middle aged, scruffy, snarly, emotionally inept redneck with nothing to offer except a bad attitude and a troublesome brother. He was determined to do better though, to show Beth he could be better, he wanted to be for her.

"They're on the stairs baby." Daryl's freaky sense of hearing was back again, because Beth couldn't hear anything.

Daryl and Beth were about as far apart as two people could be when the door creaked open. Daryl was stood leaning against the window and Beth was sat on the edge of the table watching the door when Glenn and Maggie entered the room.

Nobody spoke for what seemed like hours. Of course it wasn't hours, it was mere minutes, but the tension in the atmosphere was torturous. Glenn broke first, he couldn't stand bad feeling between people, especially between his wife and her family. "C'mon you guys. Won't you just make up? Why don't you just talk about it? We'll leave you to it… Daryl?" Glenn stared over at Daryl, willing him to move but not wanting to force the issue and get on the wrong side of the redneck. There was something about Daryl that always left Glenn feeling uneasy, he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Glenn knew Daryl would never intentionally hurt any one of their little group but that didn't stop him from feeling weary about getting up too close and personal with the guy.

Daryl only had eyes for Beth though. "D'ya want me ta leave? I don't have ta. Up ta ya baby." The tone of Daryl's voice had changed. It had a softness…a loving lilt to it that had never been there before. It was a sound that neither Maggie nor Glenn had ever expected to hear fall from the lips of Daryl Dixon.

He shot a warning glance to Glenn, as if to say 'leave her alone', before wandering the few steps from the window to the table to stand next to his girl. He didn't touch her, as much as he wanted to, he didn't. He just wanted her to know he wasn't going to let her be pressured into anything and she didn't have to do this on her own.

Beth turned to look at Daryl and smiled at him, she wanted to show him how much his support meant to her. "Stay." It was almost a whisper.

She turned back to Glenn. "I appreciate you tryin' Glenn but until she apologizes for the awful things she said, I ain't talkin' to her, there's nothin' to say that I didn't already. Anyway, I gotta see daddy and then we're goin' on a run. I ain't got the time, not now." Beth sounded sad, but determined to not give her sister the satisfaction of being victorious. Maggie just stared at her young sister, dumbfounded at her new bold and carefree attitude. And confused. She hadn't expected to see an interaction like that between her little sister and the rough redneck. It both shocked and surprised her to see the tenderness he was showing the blonde. To see the change her sister brought out in the older man.

Beth threaded her fingers through Daryl's and started to make her way to the door. "Beth…I…" Maggie started to blurt out what sounded like the start of an apology, but couldn't finish it. She didn't even seem sure about what she wanted to say, not really. Beth stopped and looked at her sister, her eyes wide and bright and hopeful for just a moment. Maggie dropped her gaze to the floor, she had no more words. Beth realised her sister wasn't about to apologize at all, she probably never would. Beth held back her tears, tightened her grip on Daryl's hand and walked through the door and down the stairs. They stayed silent until they were half way across the yard.

"Are ya sure ya don't wanna sort things with her Beth? It ain't too late, we can go back. Ya should tell her ya forgive her, be the bigger person. I ain't worth fallin' out with yer family over, really Beth. Yer pa's givin' me a chance and that's all that matters. Let Maggie an' all the others think what they want."

"When did you become such an expert in relationships, hey Dixon?... and for ya information, ya are worth it, you're worth everythin' and I'd do it all again. It's her loss if she's gonna be so stubborn over nothin'." Beth looked up at him mischievously as she squeezed his hand. "Ya still wanna go cuddle in the shower? I just wanna forget about it for a while. And…I might need ya to scrub me clean in all sorts of places after last night!"

Daryl shot her a lingering glance. He knew he should bring up last night. Neither of them had mentioned it. It had just happened. He'd thought about it though, he'd thought about the consequences of coming inside her, and he'd damn near lost his mind at the thought he might get the chance to become a dad. He was almost forty and he'd never met anyone where that thought had even crossed his mind. Hell, he wouldn't have wanted to have a second bunk up with the skanky women he'd fucked before, let alone have a baby, but with Beth it was different, she was different. She was beautiful and good and pure and when he pictured her with Lil' Ass Kicker it made him hard as a fucking rock. He imagined it was his baby she was caring for, singing to, cradling in her arms. He'd fantasized about it for months. He knew they were completely irrational thoughts. Men weren't supposed to think like that, were they? They weren't supposed to admit to wanting children, were they? And they'd only been together a few days, Beth was only eighteen and they were living through a bloody zombie apocalypse. He couldn't help himself though. He'd never felt like this about another person before, not even close. His mind was wandering to places he had no control over, thinking about things he'd always wanted but knew he'd never have, not now the world was gone to shit. A wife, kids, love, happiness… and a future.

"About that Beth….I shouldn't a' yunno. I shoulda pulled out like before. I jus' ain't got shit self-control when I'm around ya." Daryl looked at her, he could feel himself coloring up, but she just smiled back at him and started to blush too.

"S'ok Daryl. I don't… my periods ain't regular anymore. I think all the women are the same, I know Maggie is. Our bodies are wastin' away, we ain't gettin' the right nutrients and stuff. I don't think I'll be gettin' pregnant anytime soon so ya don't need to worry."

"But ya could though, right. Lori had Ass kicker." Beth was confused, she couldn't work out if Daryl was mad at her or happy at the thought she could get pregnant.

"Urrhh Daryl, ya don't think that's why I wanted ya to …yunno?" Beth sounded horrified he might think that she'd done it on purpose, wanting to get pregnant. It hadn't even crossed her mind last night when she'd asked him to stay inside her when he finished, she knew it was safe enough because her body wasn't in any fit state for getting pregnant at the moment.

Daryl stopped and pulled Beth towards him, into his chest, wrapping his arms around her waist. "'course I don't. And I ain't worried 'bout nothin'. Havin' a baby probably ain't ideal but it ain't the worst thing that could happen either. It could be the best thing that ever happens. Not that that means I want one now…not straight away… maybe someday or well….I dunno. Ya might not wanna…with me…or anyone. I jus' meant I wouldn't be mad is all. I jus' wanted ta try ta explain… maybe I could get some condoms while I'm on that run today… if that's what ya want?" Daryl tried not to embarrass himself at showing just how happy the thought of Beth Greene having his baby made him feel. He supposed he was trying to gauge how she felt about the whole thing, without actually asking her outright. Although he was pretty sure that little speech came out completely wrong and made him sound like a weird nutter.

"Daryl Dixon are ya tryin' to tell me ya wanna knock me up?!" Beth just looked at him, wide eyed and beet red, her heart pounding loud and fast as she tried to comprehend what he'd just said and how she felt about it. How did she feel about it? She'd never thought about babies, especially not since the apocalypse.

"No…I dunno…. Would ya…? Do ya…? Shit Beth. None a' that was s'posed ta come out like that at all." Daryl was now mortified, looking at the ground in the hope it would swallow him. "Yunno I told ya that ya make me lose all self-control, well I can't keep ma mouth shut neither! I was jus' ramblin'. Random thoughts. They don't mean nothin'." Beth touched his face to get him to look at her.

"I'm pretty sure Glenn and Maggie have scavenged every condom for miles around….Ain't no chance you'll find any… unless ya go rummaging in their room!" Beth chuckled to try and get Daryl to smile at her, her fingers running through his long hair. "…we could just take our chances yunno. I think I like the idea of a mini you runnin' around one day… especially if he turns out to be as gorgeous and sweet as his daddy." Beth leant up and kissed him, wiping the look of utter shock from his face. She hadn't planned on being so bold but couldn't help herself after listening to him. For Daryl to do anything more than grunt was amazing, she wasn't going to stop him from talking or make him feel awkward about saying what he was thinking.

"I liked it… last night when I felt ya finish inside me." Beth looked nervous at what she was about to say next but knew it was what Daryl had been too shy and nervous to ask her. "I don't mind if we keep doin' it that way…if that's what you want too? Somethin' might happen one day…or it might not. I'm good with tryin' if ya are." Beth was licking and nibbling at his neck now in distraction. She could feel the goose bumps erupting on his skin as her warm breath and her soft lips skimmed over his flesh. She could feel his erection pressed into her stomach. His need for her was palpable, his breath erratic and his heartbeat fast and irregular against her breast. She knew his answer was yes, his body was telling her what his mouth refused to say.

Daryl was under attack. An attack he wanted to last forever. Beth was on him, her body, her breath and her touch, taking his body back to that amazing place again. That place of ecstasy he never knew existed until Beth had showed him. Her words were bouncing around in his head. A mini version of him. She wanted him, his baby too. He felt giddy, at that very moment he wanted it all, wanted what he knew would never again be in his reach, what until now had never even been a possibility. He wanted to claim every damn thing she was offering. He wanted Beth Greene as if she was the air he needed to breathe; her mind, her body, her purity, her faith. He wanted to build her a life that was safe, he wanted to protect her, give her a home, give her children, show her more love and affection than she'd ever known before. He wanted his dream to be real.

Daryl picked Beth up, scooping her into his arms so quickly she started to giggle. "What's so funny Greene? Thought ma lil' bear wanted ta do it in the shower?" He moved as fast as he could across to the shower block, dropping her to the floor and pressing her into the closed door as he kissed her, passionately until they were panting. It was still really early and no one was about yet so they'd have time on their own before they were interrupted by the first throng of people taking their morning showers.

"Take 'em off. Take 'em all off now. I'm gonna fuck ya so hard Greene yer gonna wish you'd never started this thing." Daryl was grinning maniacally at her now as she stripped, peeling off her clothes one by one as Daryl's cock grew harder and harder, bursting uncomfortably through his pants.

"I'm never gonna wish that Daryl…it was the best choice I ever made. Even if ya end up regrettin' it, I won't ever be sorry we did this." Beth looked at him seriously, almost shyly as she took off more clothing.

When they were both naked he pulled her close and curled his arms around her. "Yeah, 'course I regret it, can't ya tell?" Daryl smirked at her as he lowered his mouth to kiss her breasts, gently sucking and licking her nipples as he watched her face and listened to her moan. He worked his way back up to her neck, behind her ear. "I still ain't got no idea why ya want me. But I ain't leavin' ya. Yer the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Ya make me lose ma mind, ya make me a weak, pathetic mess that can't think of anythin' 'cept makin' ya happy." Daryl was holding her head against his chest now as his hand roamed up and down her spine. "But ya ever tell anyone that I swear I'll spank this perfect tiny ass 'til ya can't sit down." Daryl playfully slapped his hand down on Beth's ass cheek as he growled into her neck.

Beth just whimpered, her legs almost giving way as she moaned out at him. "Oooohhhh God... I'm so wet, my pussy's achin' for ya to fuck it. Talk dirty to me Daryl. Tell me what you're gonna do to me."

"Shit, yer got no idea how hard it makes ma dick when ya start dirty talkin' ta me." Daryl groaned out as he kissed and grabbed at every piece of bare flesh he could reach. He lifted her off the floor just enough to drag her into the first shower stall. He slammed the shower on full, the cold water drenching them both and leaving them breathless and shivering. He held Beth steady as she huffed and tried to escape the chilly cascade of refreshing water.

"Uh uh, ya ain't goin' nowhere. Yer mine now Greene. Forever. And you'll do as yer told." Daryl grabbed both of Beth's wrists in one hand and held them against the tiles above her head. He pushed her back into the wall as she gasped for air under the now warm torrent of water. Daryl's other hand was already between her legs, cupping her pussy as his fingers slid between her slippery folds and teasingly played around her entrance, barely dipping inside her. His mouth was molesting her breasts, her neck, her lips, any place he could reach. "Ya feel so good, so fuckin' good. Wet and tight. Ya make me so hard, I jus' wanna be inside ya. I wanna watch ya come when I touch ya."

Beth could only groan and pant in response, her hands uselessly poised above her. She started to grind her pussy into his hand, over his fingers in hope they would push all the way inside her. "Daryl, please... I wanna feel ya in me. I wanna feel ya fuck me."

Daryl could hardly take any more, he knew this was going to be over before he really got going, unless he distracted himself. "Keep yer hands where they are. Don't move 'em." Daryl released his hold on her wrists and stepped back slightly to admire his girl. She was stood, legs spread, back hard against the cracked white tiles, arms stretched above her head with water running in rivulets down her beautiful body.

He couldn't stop the deep groan that rolled past his lips, or the words that tumbled from them. "Yunno what I dreamed last night?" Beth looked puzzled and shook her head as he leant into her, his head on her shoulder as he mumbled into the wet skin of her neck, water falling hard and heavy onto his body. "I dreamt that years from now we were happy… that we made a life together, a good, happy safe life…. and we had…. children." Daryl pressed his lips hard into her shoulder and squeezed his eyes closed. He knew he shouldn't have told her. Now she would just think he was some weird lunatic stalker freak who'd become obsessed with her in the space of a few days. But he was obsessed with her. He'd never experienced anything like her before. She did something to him that rearranged who he was. Made him act and think and feel differently. She changed him for the better, made him believe he deserved more than what his pathetic life had been until now, and he never wanted to go back. He never wanted to be without her. He knew he loved her, he had since the moment she lay next to him and he'd wrapped his arms around her and inhaled her sweet fresh fragrance.

Beth lowered her arms and curled them around his neck. "Daryl, s'okay. It's just me. Ya can tell me anythin'. I want ya to tell me everythin'. That's what people do when they're together, when they care about each other." Beth threaded her fingers through his hair and gently stroked around his neck until he looked up at her. His eyes filled with shame, embarrassment… and hope.

"I never had nice dreams 'fore. Never had anythin' worth dreamin' about. I know it ain't real."

"Daryl it is real. I'm yours now… I never thought you'd want me this way. But I'm yours for as long as ya do." Beth kissed him, slowly and tenderly. "Make love to me." Her words echoed through the thrum of the water bouncing off the floor as it ran from their bodies. Beth found Daryl's hands and placed them on the backs of her thighs. He lifted her off the floor and she wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles to keep herself in place as she curled her arms back around his neck.

Daryl pressed her backwards, hard into the cold wet tiles, his firm body holding her against them as one hand reached down to line his cock up with her wet opening. His other hand grasping the back of her neck as his tongue plundered her mouth, lapping at hers so slowly and gently she could hardly breathe.

Beth pushed herself downwards, her pussy stretching around his hardness until he was completely inside her, their bodies joined together as one. Neither moved for a moment, they remained still, holding each other, slowly kissing as the warm water heated their bodies, the rhythm of the droplets pounding onto their skin sending a tingling vibration through them.

Daryl pulled back and started to slowly slide in and out of her, her tight pussy making it almost impossible for him to hold back. He broke their kiss to look at her, his free hand now moving wet strands of hair from her face. "I'm always gonna want ya. Forever." Daryl pressed his forehead into Beth's, groaning as he pounded into her hard and fast now, his movements matching the intensity of the water sloshing between them as their bodies slapped together salaciously.

Daryl kept Beth pushed into the wall with one arm as the other slid between them, downwards to her clit as he started to rub in time with his thrusts. He needed to concentrate his mind on something other than the mind blowing sensation of Beth's tight pussy stroking along his length as she moaned into his ear.

"Oh Goooodddd." Beth dug her nails into his shoulders as she came hard and suddenly around his cock. Daryl didn't stop or slow his pace, he was almost there. The feeling of her pussy massaging his dick as climax wracked her insides, her nails in his flesh, the sound of her moaning, the soothing sensation of the warm water on his scarred and hardened skin and the sloppy squelching noise of his dick moving in and out of her arousal had him coming harder than he ever had before. His body tensed and every muscle sung his release to him. He fell limply against her, his head falling on her shoulder as he closed his eyes, the rush of orgasm flooding every part of him, every one of his senses deliciously heightened until he couldn't bear it. He bit down onto her shoulder, growling out as his climax finally subsided.

There was silence again. No panting or groaning or slapping of wet flesh on flesh, only the thrum of water on tiles and the heavy breathing of two people basking in the afterglow of sex.

"D'ya want me ta ask ya dad if ya can come with me today? I'm s'posed ta be goin' with Tyreese, but seriously me or him ain't gonna be any good at lookin' for the shit that's on the list!" Daryl had started to play nervously with Beth's hair, twirling the wet strands around his fingers, as if he was waiting for her to say it was all a big mistake.

"Why? What ya lookin' for?" Beth sounded breathless still as she kept her vice like grip onto Daryl's body, as she kept him inside her for as long as possible, squeezing her walls playfully around his now semi erect penis. He just smirked at her in response, realising she hadn't changed her mind. If he'd been able, he would have carried on fucking her, never ever leaving the welcoming feel of her tiny body.

"Stuff for the kids mainly. Yunno, toys, books, clothes…. Stuff ya asked for! Thought ya might like ta pick things out for 'em. You'll know what ta get." Daryl begrudgingly pulled himself out of Beth's warmth and unwrapped her legs from around him, standing her back on the floor on shaky legs as he gripped onto her waist.

"Okay. Ya sure ya trust me not to get us killed though? Yunno I'm pretty useless at… well everythin' really. Ya might need to teach me."

Daryl buried his face in her damp hair, letting the warm water cascade over him for a moment longer as his hands traced over the smooth curves of her body. "Ya ain't useless at anythin'. Say that again an' we're gonna have a problem, girl…I trust ya, I know ya can do anythin' if ya try an' I'll teach ya anythin' ya wanna know." Daryl spun her around so she was facing the wall. "Hands back on the wall, above yer head. I wanna wash ya." His words were a whisper falling over her shoulder as he leant against her body, his warmth sending a frisson through her. Beth did as she was told.

Daryl picked up the shower gel from the low wall that separated their shower stall from the next and began to lather it into her body, up and down the soft curves of her hips and waist and breasts, his mouth nuzzling the back of her neck. "Yer so soft baby, ya feel like silk. I could touch ya forever." His large rough hands were dragging over the sensitive skin of her breasts and stomach, his fingers pushing between her thighs, along her folds and gently rubbing back and forth as the bubbles slid deliciously across her flesh. She felt like she was in heaven. She could have stayed here for days, letting him touch her, caress her and whisper sweet words of affection. "Beth?" her thoughts were interrupted, her eyes flickering open as his voice broke her sweet daydream.

"Mmmmm."

"We should finish up soon. Don't want no one burstin' in an' gawkin' at ya." That wasn't really what he wanted to tell her, but it was all he could make his stupid mouth say. He wanted to tell her he loved her. He wanted to tell her he'd always love her. He knew he'd probably never be able to say those words. He just hoped she knew, that she understood she was the most loved person left in this godforsaken world.

"Okay, lemme wash your hair, then we can go." Beth turned back around to face him and leant up to kiss him, a smile a mile wide plastered onto her face. He thought, he hoped that maybe she did know, that she did understand after all. "Unless ya wanna try ta knock me up one more time Mr Dixon?!" Beth crushed her lips into his before he had time to register what she was saying, before he had time to tell her he wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life with her and their children.

A/N Please let me know what you thought... who knows, maybe Daryl wants nothing more than lots of tiny Beth and Daryl's running around the place? I bet nobody's ever asked him, have they? He certainly loved Lil' Ass Kicker! Wouldn't he just make the best dad? And Lord, how cute would Bethyl babies be? xx