Here's a short little thing I'd forgotten I had, but thanks to Moongrl088 I remembered about it. Thanks for the favorites, follows, and reviews! And dropping a comment on your thoughts is always appreciated! 'Til next time.
Beth Greene was the most stubborn girl Daryl had ever known. When she set her mind to something, it was damn near impossible to change it. She would never do anything she didn't want to and that was that. Daryl discovered quickly it was even worse when she was sick. She could be running a fever and so weak she could barely sit up, but she'd try to get up and go to work and carry on with the day as usual anyway. This was, unfortunately, one of those times.
Daryl was startled awake by the atrocious cough coming from Beth. It only took a moment for him to assess her and come to the conclusion she was sick. Her face was far paler than normal, the heat coming off of her body burned, and she looked exhausted even in her sleep. He got up and yanked the curtains shut to prevent the morning light from bothering her.
Another cough startled Beth awake with a groan. It took a few minutes before she opened her eyes. Daryl's heart ached at the sight. It was obvious she was miserable.
"Beth," he murmured softly, brushing the hair off her sweaty forehead. "Go back to sleep."
"What time is it?" She rasped and he felt worry consume him as he sat back on the bed next to her, reaching on the night stand to offer her the glass of water she kept. He helped her drink some slowly, only to have her coughing and sputtering a minute later. Daryl barely stopped himself from flinching. He hated seeing her like this.
"'S just after eight." He said, preparing to argue with her like they usually did whenever she was sick. She moved to sit up, trembling with the effort and whimpering before she gave up. "Beth, stop. Just sleep. You're too sick t' get up today."
"But I promised Maggie I'd come by and help her with her wedding plans." She protested shakily. Daryl shook his head and grasped her hand.
"I'll call her. She'll understand. You know she wouldn't want you to hurt yourself and that's what you'll do if you try to go out today." He said. Beth stared up at him weakly and he could tell she didn't want to give up. "Beth Greene, you're sick and I'm gonna take care of you."
Finally, she nodded and he sighed with relief.
Daryl spent the day tending to Beth, making sure she stayed hydrated, drinking water and eating the soup Maggie dropped by, and worked on getting her fever down. Eventually he'd lied down next to her, turning on a movie at her request, and wrapped an arm around her waist. They stayed wrapped up like that, The Little Mermaid playing on the television, and fell asleep.
They woke up the next morning and Daryl was relieved to find she wasn't burning up anymore. Of course, the only negative to that was that he had caught what she had and Beth put him back to bed just as he had done the day before.
"Daryl Dixon, you're sick and I'm going to take care of you." She echoed him with a sympathetic smile, before she went to retrieve the things she would need to care for him with one of those sweet smiles he loved so much.