A/N: The timeline for this story is not going to linear. I forgot to mention that in the previous chapter. This story is going to take place in different times in Daryl and Beth's relationship.

Since the day they met at Glenn's party, Daryl and Beth formed a routine. Every day after work they called each other. They texted one another throughout the day to see how their day was going, but even after that, they called each other without fail. It seemed like they couldn't get enough of each other. They knew everything that happened throughout their day, from the texts they sent to each other, but they still had a sort of need to hear each other's voices.

They couldn't see each other every day like they would both like. Things like Daryl's volunteering or far construction sites, or Beth's private music lessons prevented that from happening. However that still did not stop them getting their dose of the other they seemed to have become addicted to ever since they met.

Daryl did not understand it. He really didn't. He just couldn't understand how one day he was leading a nice life, at least according to him, and them leading a life he never knew he wanted. Before Beth, he wasn't really into talking to others especially over the phone. Before her, he wasn't big on sharing every detail with his life with other people. Yes, he communicated with his co-workers, employees, and potential clients just fine, but that was part of his job. And it wasn't like he talked to them like he did with Beth, when he talked to them, he was all business. With Beth, though, there was an ease. An ease that gave him a comfort that he never had in his life; not even with his brother Merle.

Their daily after work conversations were something that he always looked forward to throughout the day, especially on hard days when things on his construction site weren't coming along because of indecisive clients or difficult obstacles, or on his volunteering days when they unfortunately lost someone or when they didn't get to the site on time and people lost everything they had. Those days were the hardest for him. Those days were the days where he needed her the most. She always knew what to say or not to say. He had told her what happened to his mother when he was young, and about his need to volunteer for that reason. He didn't want any other kid to lose his or her mother like he did, so when had heard that the fire department needed help he quickly volunteered. He had thought that if anyone need his help he would glad it give it and if his help allowed him to stop tragedies like his from happening then he would happily give it ten times over.

She had told him with such an immense look of awe in her face that what he did was beautiful. She told him that he was such a good person, and before when other people would tell him so, he did not really believe them, but when she told him so that was when he finally agreed. It seemed like Beth opened his eyes to things he was otherwise blind to. It seemed like she opened him overall. With her he was comfortable. With her he was at ease.

So when his phone rang, and her picture was displayed on his screen, he couldn't help but smile, which was something he did a lot now because of her. However, before he even got to finish his greeting to her, she was already saying. "On a scale of one to America, how free are you tonight?"

"What?" He responded confused by her spontaneity though not entirely. Beth had started their phone calls with weirder words before.

"On a scale of one to America, how free are you tonight?" Beth then replied more slowly.

"Um. America? I guess…" He answered as he entered his truck that was parked in his construction site of the day.

"America?! Okay! Good!" She then excitedly said. Daryl could practically see the smile on her face as she spoke and that just made him smile even wider. "Meet me at my place in an hour. Okay?"

"Okay! What are we doing though?" He asked her curiously as he started driving to the cabin he proudly built for himself, and that one day he hoped to share with Beth.

"That's a surprise Mr. Dixon!" She promptly said before she hung up her phone ending their conversation, and not letting him reply.

Murmuring to himself about the crazy girl that Beth Greene was, Daryl drove the rest of the way home to get ready to meet her. He showered and changed fast when he arrived to his home, and after feeding his cat, he was more than ready to meet his girl. He stopped his way to his bike after her realized he called her that. Since when did he start doing that? He honestly didn't know but he liked it. He liked calling her his girl. They had known each other for eight months now and he felt that in that little time he was already hers and if he wasn't seeing too far into what they had then she was his. Like he mentioned before, with her he felt at ease; he felt comfortable.

Over the eight months that they have known each other they developed a relationship that was honest, liberating, and strong. His best relationship ever. With her he could be himself, he didn't have to hide through the rough façade he had to display around others so that they didn't try to crumble the walls he built after his hard past. No, with her he could be Daryl Dixon; the real one. Beth was such a pure soul and person that only ever meant good, that he felt he could be real with her. With Beth, he could laugh and joke. With her he was able to be soft and gentle. He didn't have to hide and be rough. With her he could talk about his day, which was something he was never able to do. Yes, other people like his friend Rick asked him about his day but with him he didn't feel free enough to reveal all his anxieties, fears, stress, and worries. He could do that with Beth though. There was this thing about her that made him feel warm and comfortable. She made him comfortable ever since he met her and with her he felt like he could do anything he put his mind set to. He felt like his comfort zone didn't exist when he was with her; it wasn't threatened and he really loved that.

As he arrived then to her home, he couldn't wait to see her, because first: their after work conversation was cut off short by her and he couldn't help but feel deprived. And second: he couldn't wait to see what surprise she had planned for him. Because even though she made him do things that he wouldn't ever think of doing, at least with other people, he wasn't afraid of doing them since he was going to do them with her. So when she revealed the karaoke machine she was thinking of adding to her store, and wanted to test out with him, he couldn't help but smile. He couldn't help but smile nor complain because with her he felt like he was free to do anything. He knew that he couldn't sing to save his life, but with her he didn't feel one ounce of embarrassment as they duo to the cliché karaoke songs like 'Don't Stop Believing', and 'Summer Night's' she wildly exclaimed they had to sing. And well the stunning smile, she was giving him as they sang, and was more striking than America the Beautiful, was just an added bonus for him.

Thank you for reading:)