Breaking Free Chapter 5, a walking dead fanfic

Breaking Free 5

All recognized characters, situations, scenes, and dialog belong to AMC, the writers, creators, and actors of The Walking Dead. Adapting "Forget" to include Beth in the episode. I love where these Alexandria episodes are going and so wish Beth was there, so here she is. I also love that Daryl is clinging to the idea of this being a safe place, which is why I kept it, but had Beth be the doubting one. Song is cited at the end (thought it was perfect – except for the occasional 'she' pronoun, I thought it could relate to several people in the story).

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"I look stupid," Beth complained. She was in the master bathroom wearing a cotton sundress that was white with pale blue and purple flowers and fell to her knees.

"You look beautiful," Carol retorted. She handed Beth an open weave blue sweater to slip on over top.

"I don't see why I can't just wear jeans like you."

"Because you are a lovely young lady, with lovely young legs and a reason to dress up a little."

Beth stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was loose, draped over her shoulders. A light layer of makeup helped to conceal the scars. Carol hugged her from behind, "I know you don't want to go, but we have to. It's only a few hours until Judith's bedtime and you'll have to bring her home. You know that I've got something to do tonight, right?"

"Daryl told me," Beth nodded.

"OK, good. So quick ground rules, don't leave the party without one of us. Do not let anyone take you anywhere, not even just to a separate room. Stay where we can see you. Do you remember the Disney movie Finding Nemo?" Beth nodded. Carol grinned and sang to her "Just keep smiling, just keep smiling," using the rhythm of Dory's song. Beth laughed aloud. Carol gave her a squeeze, "I have to go get the cookies on the tray, get your shoes on."

Beth stood staring into the mirror for another minute, then went to slip on the cute sandals Maggie had found for her. She checked the diaper bag to be sure she had everything, then walked down the stairs to where Rick and Carl were waiting with Judith. Rick looked up and smiled at her, "Well look at you."

Carl grinned, "Wow Beth."

Beth blushed, "Thanks."

Carol emerged from the kitchen with the platter of cookies, "Let's go."

Rick carried Judith as he walked next to Carol. Beth walked holding onto Carl's arm. Rick let them get further ahead. "You talk to her?"

"Yep," Carol replied. "Daryl told her already about the plan."

Rick blinked, "Oh yeah. No I meant about her keeping close."

Carol chuckled, "Yes Dad."

Rick sighed, "It's just… I doubt Daryl's going to show. I assume that's why he's been avoiding the house all afternoon."

"Yeah. Likely Beth and Judith will be the center of attention tonight anyway, it would just make him nervous." Carol plastered the blank smile on her face as they approached Deanna's house. "Show time."

Deanna welcomed them in, fussing over Judith. Once Judith saw the people gathered and looking at her, she pouted and demanded, "Beh." Rick handed her over to Beth who plastered on her own smile and walked into the crowd.

Time passed in a blur of names, faces, and mindless conversation. Every woman and a large number of the men wanted to hold Judith. She would go willingly to anyone, so long as Beth was close. She cooed to them, smiled, then would squirm and reach for Beth. Beth kept the smile on her face as she talked about the baby.

The only time the smile slipped was when Jessie walked over to introduce her husband, Pete. Pete immediately plucked Judith from Beth's arms and handed her almost absently to Rick. "Where is the numbness in your hand," Pete asked.

Beth blinked at him, glanced to Rick, then showed Pete her hand, "It was both my pinky and ring finger, but now it's just my pinky."

Pete hummed at her then took her hand in his. He flicked her fingers and hand and judged her reaction. Then he pulled her sweater and dress down off of her shoulder to examine the scar. Beth cringed as Suzanne and Joseph walked over.

"We just wanted to say hi," Suzanne said as she tickled Judith.

"Hi," Joseph echoed.

Beth slipped her clothes back into place, and the smile back onto her face, "Hi."

Pete dropped his hands, "Not much I can do. Probably don't need to if the numbness is starting to fade, it may disappear completely. Same with the scarring. Keep your skin covered from the sun." He stepped away with a nod to Rick.

Joseph moved closer, "Beth, can I get you something to drink?"

"Now Joseph," a woman whose name Beth couldn't remember gave a high, fake sounding laugh, "You can't be monopolizing all of Beth's time." Her son, another name she'd forgotten, sauntered over with an arrogant smile that set Beth's nerved on edge. The woman gave her son a gentle shove, "Why don't you two go get something to eat while Rick has the baby?"

Judith saved her by letting out a squawk. She pouted at Rick and turned to reach for Beth, her fingers curling to her hands in a take me gesture. Beth took her, settling Judith on her hip and stroking her hair to soothe her.

Smug Jerk reached out a finger to cluck Judith under her chin. Judith scowled at him and batted him away from her face. "Guess she doesn't like that."

"Not really," Beth replied evenly, still smiling. "I would love some iced tea if there is any."

Smug Jerk tapped his heels together and gave a weird little bow then sauntered away with one last smirk tossed to Joseph. Beth turned her smile to Joseph, "Joseph I was wonderin' if there is a playpen or a pack n' play in storage? It would be so helpful to have one."

Joseph grinned and nodded, "I think so. I'll check and bring it by first thing in the morning."

"Thank you. That would be wonderful."

Joseph moved away to talk to his mother. Rick rubbed Beth's back gently. She smiled up at him, and whispered, "Tell me you did not just pinch your daughter."

He smiled back, "Now would I do that?"

"Thanks."

"Stay where I can see you," he ordered. They separated to mingle.

Time crawled forward again. Beth smiled as she wandered the party with Judith on her hip. People cooed over the baby and engaged Beth in mindless conversation. Judith became less and less willing to be handed off to anyone, clutching at Beth when anyone moved too close. Smug Jerk brought her a glass of tea, but the first sip found it to be unsweetened and very bitter. She carried it for a while until she was able to abandon it on a side table. She saw Carol pass through the crowd, smiling, and chatting with a few of the women. She caught Beth's eye and nodded once. Beth started toward her but lost sight almost immediately.

"Are you OK?" Jessie asked.

Beth smiled, "Oh yes, I'm fine. I just need the ladies' room."

"It is right back there," Jessie indicated. "I'll take Judith," she offered. She had an empty coffee cup in her hand that Judith stared at. Jessie handed it to the baby, distracting her enough to take her from Beth. "Go on. We'll be right here."

Beth bit her lip, but nodded. As she slipped away from the crowd, she saw Michonne, who immediately followed her. "OK?"

Beth nodded, "Need to pee."

Michonne smiled at her, "Go ahead. Then I think we've done our duty here."

"Oh thank God."

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Rick pulled back from the kiss he'd placed on Jessie's cheek. She stood frozen. Then Rick realized they had an audience. Beth stood in the doorway, eyes wide in shock. Rick cleared his throat and Jessie moved away.

"Sorry," Beth said. "I think it's time for me to get Judith home. It's past her bedtime."

Rick nodded and handed the baby to Beth, "Let me find Carl."

Beth smiled, the fake smile she'd had on her face all night, "He's in the back playing video games with the other kids. He's having fun, there's no reason for you to duck out early. Rosita, Abraham, and Michonne are ready to go, and Daryl's probably at the house." Judith yawned widely and rested her cheek on Beth's shoulder. "Good night."

Jessie gave her a quick smile, "Good night. I should go check on my kids." She strode out of the room.

"Beth," Rick started.

"Don't," she said sharply. "I don't want to know. Good night."

Rick walked to the doorway and watched her say her goodbyes. Several of the young men offered to walk her home, but Michonne and Tara took positions on either side of her. Abraham looked a little unsteady on his feet between Rosita and Eugene as they followed out the door.

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Judith slept with her head on Beth's shoulder the entire walk home and through the goodnights when she and Michonne came inside and Abraham, Rosita, Tara, and Eugene continued next door. She slept through Beth changing her into a fresh diaper and snapping her into a sleeper. But the minute Beth laid her down Judith woke up and fussed. She escalated from the quiet I don't want to sleep cry straight to the demanding, desperate don't leave me cry. She sat up and reached for Beth. Beth tried to lay her down and soothe her, but Judith screamed. "OK, OK, baby, come here."

Michonne came into the room as Beth lifted Judith, "She OK?"

"Yeah," Beth replied. Judith calmed down to sniffles and jerking breaths as she clutched at Beth. "Too much stimulation tonight." She rocked in place as the baby settled.

Michonne nodded, "Call if you need me," she offered as she walked away.

Beth pulled off the sweater and dropped it into the laundry pile. Judith pressed her cheek against Beth's chest, rubbing skin to skin. Her eyes drifted closed but as soon as Beth leaned over the crib, she woke up and cried.

For an hour, Beth paced, swayed, and sang to the fussy baby. Finally Judith fell into a deep exhausted sleep. Beth kept moving for another ten minutes until she was completely limp and Beth was able to transfer her to the crib. She stood for a moment to be sure then quietly left the room. She walked through the master bedroom to the bathroom. She shut the door most of the way, leaving a crack so she could hear the baby. Then she slid down the wall, sobbing quietly and hugging herself.

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It was well after midnight as the rest of them made their way home from the party. Rick walked next to Carl as Carol chatted with Maggie and Glenn ahead of them. "Did you have fun?"

Carl nodded, "Reminded me of parties back when I was a kid. Adults talking on one room, all the kids playing video games in the other."

"I'm glad you pulled Noah in to play," Rick glanced back at the silent young man limping along behind them.

"I think he had fun too. He beat the pants off the guys in one game. It was cool. Especially since it was one he hadn't played before." Carl grinned, "Hey there's Daryl."

Rick looked over and saw Daryl in an open garage fiddling with a motorcycle. He walked up the driveway. "You missed the party."

"Didn't miss it. Didn't go," Daryl replied. "Where's Beth?"

"Back at the house already. She took the baby home a few hours ago."

"Alone?"

"No," Rick indicated the group waiting for them, "The others all went with her. Except Sasha, but may be there by now too," Rick replied as he looked the bike over.

"You missed it," Carl grinned, "She had on a real pretty dress."

Daryl grunted and put the tools into the toolbox, then followed them out, pulling down the garage door as quietly as he could.

"Whose bike?"

"Aaron picked it up, thought he could put it together," Daryl said. "Guess it's mine now. If I can get all the parts for it."

"Cool! Will you take me for a ride?" Carl asked.

"Sure," Daryl replied at the same time Rick said, "No!"

"Why not?"

Rick blinked, "You know that was purely instinctive. Yeah. You can go."

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Michonne was in the living room, dozing with a book on her chest when they arrived. "Shh," she greeted then continued in a whisper, "Beth had trouble getting the baby down."

"Everything else OK?" Rick asked softly. Michonne nodded. "Did Sasha come back?"

"She was outside when we got back. Saw the light go out in her room a while ago."

They quietly locked up the house and moved upstairs to their rooms.

Daryl let himself into the master bedroom. Beth wasn't in the bed. He peeked in and found the baby sound asleep. He crossed over to the bathroom and heard Beth sniffling inside. "Beth?"

"Yeah?"

"You OK?" he opened the door to see her sitting against the wall with red eyes and a tear streaked face. "What's wrong?"

Beth shook her head as Daryl sank down to sit next to her. "It's stupid."

"Ain't," Daryl replied. "Tell me."

"It's just this stupid party. These people are so clueless, Daryl. All they did was gossip about each other and oh my god did you see what so and so was wearing tonight? Tradin' recipes and tips on gettin' their kids to do homework. All this stuff that doesn't matter anymore and they treat it like it's all that matters. They were polite to my face, but I could hear them behind my back. A couple of them think we're lyin' about Judith, that she's really mine. I don't care really, she is mine sorta, but why would we lie about that? And why do they care?" She grabbed some toilet paper off the roll to wipe her nose and eyes. "I wanted to scream. Then Sasha kinda did. She left and everyone just went back to gossipin'. These people are nuts. They're in complete denial of what's happening outside these walls."

"They ain't got nothin' else to do," Daryl said. "No TV. No internet. Talkin' trash about each other is all that's left."

Beth sighed, "I looked like some little country girl at a big city socialite party. Maggie fit right in, Deanna was right to pick her to help govern. She walked around like she was born to this life. Bet no one talked about her dress. Tellin' me I look so cute," she rolled her eyes, "Judith looked cute." She stared at Daryl for a moment, contemplating how much to say. She took a deep breath and blurted, "There are three other boys like Joseph, all with mothers pushing us together. They're mad at Suzanne for sending him to the house already, apparently they were supposed to all meet me tonight to start on even footing. It was like some strange dating game show, with the mothers tellin' me how wonderful their sons are. One was going to study law, and oh he's still keeping his studies goin', like we need lawyers now. Joseph wanted to be a banker, which is so very respectable." She sniffled again, falling silent. Daryl was still as his jaw clenched and released. Beth sighed and looked him over. "What's on your shirt?"

Daryl looked, "Spaghetti sauce."

"Where'd you get spaghetti?"

"Aaron and Erik invited me for dinner. Erik cooked spaghetti."

Beth blinked, "So I had to suffer through the cocktail party in hell with those people and you got to go to a quiet dinner where you had spaghetti? That sucks."

Daryl sighed, "I shoulda been with you. Been there…"

"You woulda been bored out of your mind."

"Don't matter. I wanna be there for you. Be what you need me to be."

"I need you to be you, Daryl. That's all I'll ever need."

Daryl stared deep into her eyes, then leaned forward. Beth sensed his intentions and flinched back, "Don't." The rejection hit him harder than any blow he'd ever received. He felt his heart clench then drop.

Beth's eyes were closed but as he pulled away, she opened them, "Daryl… No… it's just I've been cryin' and I look gross. My eyes are all red and my nose is runnin'. Plus we're sittin' next to a toilet." But he was withdrawing further. She sighed, "Let me have your shirt, I'll try to get the stain out. Give me a few minutes to get myself together."

Daryl stood up and helped her rise, then stripped off his outer shirt, "I'll go downstairs."

"No," she replied, "You won't. Wait for me in our room."

Daryl strode over to the window and stared out into the quiet night. "You stupid, bumblin', idiot, redneck, asshole, shit!" he cursed himself softly.

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Beth scrubbed the shirt sleeve in the sink, "You are such an idiot," she scowled at her reflection in the mirror. "He goes to kiss you and you make him stop because your face is red? Stupid, stupid, little girl!" She gave up on the sleeve. She needed a pretreat solution from the laundry room but there was no way she was going downstairs now. Odds were good anyway that he'd end up ripping the sleeves off the shirt. She tossed it aside and ran cold water over a washcloth to bathe her face.

She took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom, straight to where he stood at the window. "Beth look I shouldn't've…" She took his face in her hands, stretched up and kissed him gently. He was frozen in place for a long moment, then wrapped his arms around her to pull her in closer. When they finally parted for air, he whispered one word, "Why?"

She smiled, "Because I wanted to. Because I knew you wouldn't try again."

He nodded then lowered his head for another, deeper kiss. His hands stroked her back. Suddenly she pulled back and tilted her head.

"What?"

"Shh," she hissed. "Oh baby go back to sleep, please, go back to sleep." Daryl heard Judith's soft fussy cry. Then the baby wailed. "Shit. She's wet. I'm comin' Judy." Beth placed one more kiss on Daryl's lips then drew away to go to the nursery. "Hey there darlin'. You didn't sleep long." Daryl followed and watched Beth carry the baby over to the changing table. Judith fussed and cried as Beth quickly changed her, talking in a low, soothing tone. "I know, that was just too much nonsense tonight. All those strangers wantin' to cuddle with my girl. You were so good." She got the baby back into her sleeper and paced the floor, singing softly and swaying until Judith dropped back into a deep sleep.

"You're amazin'," Daryl whispered. Beth smiled. "I need to talk to you for a bit, OK?"

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They lay side by side on the bed, facing each other. Beth had changed into her pajamas while Daryl had stripped down to his t-shirt and briefs. He told her about his night and Aaron's request.

Beth frowned, "I just wonder… They don't bring people in. No new people. Everyone's said that. We're the first group in a long time. So why do they need recruiters? I just worry that it's to get you to leave."

Daryl shook his head, "I ain't leavin' you. Ever."

She stared at him, "I just… I don't trust them. There's too much we don't know."

"But what if it is what it appears to be? What if it's safe and we could have a future here?" Daryl asked. "Judy and Carl could grow up. Maybe Maggie and Glenn could have a baby, or Abraham and Rosita. Maybe… even us," the last sentence was said so softly she almost missed it. "This could be our chance to live. I think we should take it."

"OK," Beth nodded. "I'll try."

"Get some sleep. I gotta go out tomorrow mornin', but I'll be back quick."

"Promise?"

"Yep."

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The next morning, Beth walked out to the front porch with Daryl as he left. "I'll be back in a bit and we'll take Asskicker for a walk."

"OK," she nodded. She glanced around and saw Joseph approaching with the playpen she'd requested and a big smiled on his face. "Oh what a lovely way to start my day."

Daryl peeked over, then drew Beth close. "Don't hate me," he whispered then lowered his head to kiss her firmly. She heard the playpen drop to the ground with a loud thud, then lost herself in the kiss. Daryl drew back very slowly. "Claimed," he murmured in a deep, gruff voice.

"What?" she blinked rapidly, trying to center herself.

"Nothin'," he replied. "Be back soon." He strode off without a backward glance.

"Hey Joey!" Abraham called as he climbed down off their porch, "Need a hand with that?" Eugene followed him, grinning like an idiot at Beth. "Poor kid looks just like you did when you found out Tara was a lesbian."

"Did not," Eugene snorted. "I knew all along."

"Did not," Abraham repeated as they reached Joseph. "This a playpen for Judith? Thanks this'll be great. Really though you don't need to keep carrying this all by yourself. Shit's heavy."

"We should borrow Olivia's cart," Eugene said. "Bring it all at once." Joseph blinked at him in shock and turned away silently to walk back home. "Poor kid."

"Elizabeth!" Beth jumped at Carol's sharp, insistent tone. "Come in this house this instant." Beth went inside, confused. Carol was glowering at her and pulled her close. Then she smiled, "This is where I pretend to tell you that, that was entirely inappropriate behavior for a young lady. Now you duck your head and nod." Beth complied. Carol kissed her temple. "That's my good girl." They drew apart and Carol winked, "Judith is in the kitchen in her high chair." She patted Beth on the bottom to send her on her way.

Carol barely reached the sidewalk before Suzanne was striding up to her. "That was certainly…. Something." Two other women Carol had met earlier joined them, nodding in agreement.

Carol rolled her eyes, "Oh kids these days."

"Are they… together?"

Carol nodded with her blank smile firmly in place.

Suzanne blinked, "Is that even legal? He's so much older than she is."

Carol shook her head, letting the smile slip, "He's not really much older. He's had a rough time of it and it's worn on him. Age is just a number when you're talking about love." She pressed her hand to her heart, "I'm not her mother…"

"Well," Suzanne sniffed, "She obviously needs one."

A bit of her rage flashed in Carol's eyes before she hid it, "I've talked to her and will again. She's a smart young lady with a sweet, caring heart. She fell in love. It happens. If we're lucky it happens with the right man early. I met my husband when I wasn't much older than she is and had many wonderful years with him before…" she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "She's eighteen. And he is a strong, caring, honorable young man."

Suzanne stormed off. The women watched her leave. "Don't worry about it Carol, she's just angry because she thought sure Beth would fall for Joseph. I swear I think she had the grandchildren's names already picked out. Though I admit, they would've been beautiful."

Carol forced the smile again, "Any child Beth has will be beautiful. But the heart wants what the heart wants. And Beth's heart wants Daryl. Excuse me." The women nodded and wandered back to one of their homes. Carol walked away, with the smile still pinned on like a mask, "Stupid fucking bitch," she murmured without changing expression. "Beth needs a mother?" she scoffed and gave a friendly wave to the neighbors. "She's got several you moron."

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Glenn jogged until he caught up to Daryl, "What the hell was that?"

Daryl shrugged, "Just makin' sure the boys 'round here know how things are."

"How things are? How are things?"

"She's claimed. She's mine."

"Yours?" Glenn gasped, "Jesus, Daryl, Maggie's gonna kill you."

Daryl paused and looked straight at him, "You really think I care what Maggie thinks?"

Glenn sighed heavily, "No. Look Daryl, she's trying. She really thought Beth was dead, she grieved for her just like she grieved for Hershel. We've been through so much in such a short time. But we'll get better. We've got a real chance now."

Daryl nodded, "A chance at a life now. Livin' instead of survivin'. That's just it. I'm takin' this chance too." Glenn nodded and they separated again.

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Rick, Carol, and Daryl stood beside the abandoned house. Rick had shoved the gun Carol stole into his waistband. Daryl had refused.

Rick and Carol exchanged glances as Daryl wandered over to look through the house windows. "You want to have the talk with him or you want me to?" Carol asked.

Rick sighed, "God I thought I was done after Carl."

"You know I can hear you, right?" Daryl replied. "Don't need no talk."

Rick walked over to him, "OK. I get it. I really do. And it's great. Seriously. You two…"

"You fit," Carol continued. "Two halves of one piece. I told you before. This is a good thing. And this morning was absolutely, positively perfect."

Rick rubbed his face, "Just… no babies. Not for a while, OK. Not until we know for sure."

Daryl actually blushed and ducked his head, "Shit. We ain't even…"

"OK," Rick nodded. "Just… be safe when you do." Daryl nodded and looked back inside the house. "What are you looking at?"

"There's a rockin' chair in there. Thinkin' we take it home for Beth to rock Asskicker," Daryl said as he tested the door.

Rick smiled, "I think that's a great idea."

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"Carl, we gotta go!" Beth called up the stairs.

"I'm coming. Sheesh!"

Beth rolled her eyes as Carl pounded down the stairs. Daryl had Judith in the stroller and was pushing her in circles on the driveway as she squealed. They walked down the sidewalk to drop Carl off for his first afternoon in school.

On the way back, they stopped at Aaron and Eric's house so Daryl could show Beth the motorcycle.

"Hi," Aaron came out to greet them. "Come inside. Eric wants to meet you officially Beth."

Eric was sitting in the living room with his foot propped on the table. "Hello. Good, visitors. I'm so tired of talking to Aaron. Hello Beth. Hi Judith." Judith waved at him from Beth's arms. "Sit, sit," he smiled, "Wow. That was quite a show this morning. Town gossip hasn't been this hot and bothered since they figured out Aaron and I weren't just friends."

"Eric," Aaron sighed.

"What?"

Beth cleared her throat, "How long have you been together?"

Eric smiled, "Almost six years now.

"About time to trade you in for a newer model," teased Aaron

Eric snorted, "Good luck."

"I's just gonna show Beth the bike," Daryl said.

"Oh go on, she doesn't want to see that pile of junk," Eric said. "You two go out and fiddle so Beth and I can chat. That OK Beth?"

Beth smiled, "Of course." She nodded to Daryl as she sat Judith onto the floor with her doll.

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Rick walked up the driveway to find Daryl once again working on the motorcycle with Aaron watching him and taking notes. Aaron looked up and smiled, "Hey. Figured if I wrote everything down, maybe I could put my own together one day. If Eric would let me ride it anyway."

"Beth and Judith are inside," Daryl reported as a loud clatter came from inside the house. "Just follow the ruckus."

Rick climbed the steps to the kitchen door and saw Beth sitting at the table with a stack of cards in front of her, writing in a book. Judith was on the floor playing with pots and lids obviously pulled out of the cabinet in front of her. She saw him and squealed, "Dadadadada."

Beth turned and smiled, "Hello. Eric was just lettin' me copy a bunch of his recipes."

Eric smiled as he crutched his way into the kitchen, "Nothing major. Just some things I've managed to make work in this day and age. Can I get you something to drink?"

"No thanks," Rick replied. "I was just lookin' for Daryl."

"What's wrong?"

"There's a walker outside, banging on the wall. He's making too much noise," Rick reported.

"I'll go take care of it," Daryl replied.

"I'll go with you," Aaron said. "Can we get him from inside, you think?"

Rick nodded, "Should be able to. Or Daryl should with the crossbow."

Daryl picked it up from where it stood against the wall. "Let's go."

"Bethy, stay here until we get back, OK?" Rick ordered.

Beth nodded as the three of them walked away down the street. "It'll be OK, Beth," Eric assured her. "They'll take care of it."

Beth smiled, the same blank smile she'd been putting on her face since the party, "Sure. Do you have any recipes for pizza dough? Carl's been sayin' he misses pizza somethin' fierce. I'd love to be able to make him one."

"I think so."

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I don't know what I've done
Or if I like what I've begun
But something told me to run
And honey you know me it's all or none
There were sounds in my head
Little voices whispering
That I should go and this should end
Oh and I found myself listening

Cause I don't know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
Cause she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood

See I thought love was black and white
That it was wrong or it was right
But you ain't leaving without a fight
And I think I am just as torn inside

And I won't be far from where you are if ever you should call
You meant more to me than anyone I've ever loved at all
But you taught me how to trust myself
And so I say to you, this is what I have to do.