Well, if you've watched the latest episode of TWD then you know the feels i am feeling right now. Bethyl will never happen on screen, that just, man i don't know what my heart is feeling. Going to have to read fanfiction about them forever now haha

Enjoy!

Have you ever noticed how quite the night was? It felt like death had truly arrived when the sun set. I was sat down on the bottom step of the stairs listening for any noises and creaks. It was about 2 am, and Beth had fallen asleep a few hours ago. I pretended to sleep, and waited for her to drop off before coming down here to keep an eye on things. Just until i thought it was safe enough to actually sleep.

I've been sat her for about 2 hours now, and nothing was happening so i felt it was safe to sleep. A herd of walkers had appeared about half an hour ago, but they walked straight past the house. I watched them through the window, ready to wake Beth and be on the run again. But no, they walked past like the house didn't even stand here. I rechecked the doors and windows and everything was secure. I walked back upstairs, trying to stay as quite as i could. The house creaked with the wind and my steps, and i shook at the sudden cold that come over me. I walked into the room and looked down at Beth. She was fast asleep, her eyes moving under her lids lost in some dream. Hopefully a dream better than the reality she was stuck in.

I'm glad that i got lost with you.

She said when she thought i couldn't hear. But i heard her, i still hear her saying it now. Her voice was sleepy and her hand gripped onto my arm just a little tighter when she spoke. Her words run wild through my mind, opening up closed doors and knocking down walls that i had taken years to build up. She changed me, this girl. I sat on the edge of the bed and ran my hand lightly over her hair. She stirred a little, but didn't wake. Her face completely lost inside a dream that only she knew about.

I didn't know what i was feeling as i looked at this girl, admiration, amazement. But i knew it was dangerous, and i knew i shouldn't feel like i do towards her.

How could someone change you so completely? How could someone you thought would have no affect, make you a different person?

I guess the ones you don't watch are the ones you have to watch the most.

The sun woke me up the next morning. I rolled over and was greeted by an empty space. "Daryl?" I called and sat up, looking for him. There was a note on the bed side table.

I'm outside.

Was all it read, but i knew he took the time to write it. And that meant he cared about me worrying. After a stretch I got up and scanned the closets for clothes. It was ram-packed with all different types of clothes. Winter clothes, summer clothes, male and female. And even some children clothes. I grabbed a black top and a new pair of jeans which wasn't far off my size. I also grabbed some new clothes for Daryl, what looked like his size and put them on the bed.

After i changed, i wondered down stairs to go and find him. And as i walked, i felt that something was off. I couldn't place it at first. The house was quite and still and everything was how we left it. I looked up to the ceiling and realised what it was. There in the center, the light shone brightly down at me.

Light, there was light? How could that be? Power was lost a long time ago now.

I ran out the back and searched for him. "Daryl?" I called and scanned the area.

"Under here." He yelled back from the side of the house. I followed his call and ducked to look under the house. I could see him underneath, wiggling his way out.

"The light, there is electricity." I stuttered confused. I tried to walk away to make him follow me, to show him in case he thought i was lying. But he grabbed my hand and pulled me to a stop.

He nodded. "Yeah, i found the power supply. Looks like this house is run on solar." He said and tapped the wall of the house, thanking it.

"Oh my word, electricity!" I squealed and jumped around.

He laughed. "That's not even the best thing." He said and grabbed my arm, making me follow him back into the house. "Go on." He said. "Turn it."

I did as he said and turned the tap. There was a huge load roar, the pipes shook and then the water spluttered out. I put my hands under it and enjoyed the heavenly feel was water on my skin.

"How did you do this?"

He leaned against the counter. "Found the water supply while hunting."

I smiled and scrubbed my hands in the water. It felt good to get the dirt off them.

"We could stay here Beth, for a while until we find some lead on the others." I nodded and splashed some of the water onto my face. I missed Maggie so much. There wasn't a second that i didn't think of her, or prey that she was alive.

She had to be alive. Wouldn't you feel it? If someone you loved died. Wouldn't you feel their pain in you some how?

I stopped thinking about it and concentrated on what was happening now. I gathered some water in my hands and splashed it at Daryl. "Hey!" He growled and jumped back.

"You need a bath Dixon, you stink." I said and threw some more at him. Truthfully, most of it got on the floor. Maybe i was wasting it but i didn't care. I was happy at this moment, at a little thing like water running through a tap.

"You stink more than me girl." He yelled and made he was to me. I tried to throw more water at him, thinking it was would stop him but obviously didn't. He picked me up and threw me over his left shoulder.

"Put me down!" I yelled between laughter and whacked him on the back. I felt him chuckle under me. He carried me upstairs and into the bathroom. He did as i asked, but dumped into the tub. I tried to get out but he held me down with one hand while his other fumbled with the shower to get the water running. "This ain't fair!" i wailed and tried pitifully hitting him.

The water broke through the shower head, and the freezing water hit me. I winced away but he held me in place and laughed. My heart stammered but i laughed back, the water was so cold. I couldn't get out, i couldn't fight him back, he was too strong. But i could use his strength against him. I gripped his jacked and pulled him in. He made and weird noise.

"Don't like it now do you!" I said and laughed.

"'t's fucking freezing." He said and tried to jump back but his hand slipped causing him to fall further in. Most of the water hit him now and shielded me away.

I haven't laughed like this in so long, i don't think my body was used to it. It ached already and i thought i had a cramp. I gripped my side and tried to calm down.

"Push me out." He said.

"Promise to let me out if i do." The teasing tone in my voice made him glare at me.

"Promise, now come on i think i've cracked a rib."

I rolled my eyes and pushed him out. I climbed out myself and we collapsed on the floor. "So melodramatic."

"I really think i have. Not as young as i once was Greene."

I looked over to him. "You're plenty young yet."

He looked back at me, a small smile playing on his lips. He was soaking and his wet hair was sticking to his face. I reached out and moved it back into place. There was something inside me that wanted to hug him then, to hug him so hard that i could feel his heart beating. But i didn't.

"Thank you." I whispered.

He looked at me, his face concerned. "What for?"

I took hold of his hand. He didn't do anything at first, but then slowly squeezed my hand back. "For the little things, for everything."

His eyes changed then as he looked at me. They turned deeper. I stood up before i thought too much into that stare. He let go of my hand. "I put some fresh clothes on the bed for you." I said and left the bathroom.

I went back into the main room to change for the second time within an hour. And i couldn't help the tear that escaped my eyes. I missed everyone, i missed Maggie, i missed my dad. I would love for everyone to be here to share this little paradise we have stumbled on to. But i most cried for Daryl, for the way he looked at me when he thinks i don't notice, for the way i wanted him to look at me more.

I just wanted him to feel more. But i wasn't even sure what more was myself.

I stared up at the ceiling.

If you think about things too much, they build up in your mind until it becomes impossible to think about without feeling pain. I stood up and walked to the bedroom. There was a slight ruffling sound inside, so just in case she was changing i tapped on the wall.

"Come in." She said.

I walked in and found her sat on the bed. Her eyes was a little red and puffy, despite her wide smile i knew she was hurting.

"You okay?" I asked and sat next to her, not caring if i was wet.

She nodded but her face fell. I took her by the chin and made her look at me. "It's okay to feel pain Beth."

She bit the inside of her cheek before speaking. "But i don't want to feel it."

"That's the thing about pain. It doesn't care what you want or need. Technically pain is selfish." I joked.

She gave me ghost of smile. "How do you do it?"

"What?"

"Ignore it, ignore the pain." She looked at me like i held all the answers in the world. Her big baby blues staring into me, through me like i was glass.

I shook my head at her. "Haven't you realised yet? I feel pain Beth. Very strongly. I'm just good at covering it up."

"How?"

I shrugged. "Years of practice." she didn't say anything back. "I'll help you through this, one day it'll be easier."

"How will you help me? Nothing you can do can bring them back, or make Maggie be here right now."

"True," I agreed, "But time is a great healer. And I'll help you make the time pass quicker."

She left then to make a start on dinner. And i got changed into the clothes Beth found. They wasn't my style of clothes that i usually wore, but I'd only wear them until i could wash my other ones. I kept my jacket on though, don't care how dirty or wet it is.

Downstairs, i watched her silently for a while as she prepared food. Not sure if she knew of my presence, but i didn't care if she saw me looking'. Her body fit into the chair like she was made for it, her hands working on the vegetables as if she's been a chef for years. She glanced up and gave me a strange smile. Her face half happy and half sad. I wanted to take all the pain she felt squeeze it into a ball and throw it away.

I have to find a way to make time pass easier for the both of us, I'm not sure what it was yet, but I'd find something. Tasks that both of us could do. Soon enough, she'd be too exhausted to think of pain or anything else. And i think that will be the only way to get her and myself through this.

So... feelings are starting to show now. Leave a review of what you would like to see happen next.

-Shunice x