Hey everyone, I'm back! I meant to update this sooner but I've been working on the plot for my Daryl/OC/Merle story, Her and Them: Summer. And I'm a co-author (check Aviator39 regularly, we're posting regularly), so ya know...
Anywho! Let's just roll wherever my mind takes me with these one shots. Review! please...just a little?
"This is such crap."
Beth chuckled, hand braced on his back. "Well, somebody got himself shot soooo..."
"It would've been you," he muttered.
And they grew quiet again, because it was the truth. She would have been shot, possibly killed, and everything would have crumbled. But right now, Daryl was shot, stuck in bed, and the whole group was tense. Being stuck in a limited space with her and Carol's kidnappers was cause for ditress and...several nights of missed sleep.
But, Beth was having fun with Judith.
And she was forcing a bed-ridden Daryl to participate.
"Come on, just try," she chuckled.
Judith was on her back between them on Daryl's bed, staring at them with serious confusion. Daryl grunted and looked away, pouting only slightly.
"Crap," he repeated.
"Do it," she pinched his arm.
Daryl flinched then looked down at Lil' Ass Kicker. She kept her eyes fixated on him once she had his attention, which unnerved Daryl just a little. He reached down and stuck a finger under her chin, a small smile coming onto his lips when she took it in a tiny fist.
Beth smiled and leaned onto Daryl's shoulder, watching how Judith's face lit up. "See," she muttered. "Told you she has a good grip."
"Think she'll be up to arm wrestling soon enough?"
Beth swatted his arm but chuckled, leaning back into him. "She could take you..."