The Last of Us

It was raining again, Beth thought that it rained more now than it did before the turn. She sometimes wondered if it was God's way of trying to cleanse the earth. But then again, any form of belief had been thrown out the window when the dead walked again. She drew a deep breath as she leaned her head on the window, realizing how annoying the silence in the car was. Beth knew that Daryl didn't speak much, he had the whole tall, dark, handsome, mysterious man thing going for him and whether it was attractive or not, it was getting old. She leaned back to grab her backpack from the backseat and started rummaging through the black bag before giving a happy yes and looked over at Daryl and flashed the CD at him. "Bring back some memories for ya?"

Daryl looked over at the CD and actually chuckled. "John Denver, really?" His eyes narrowed before he looked back at the road. "Where'd ya get that?"

Beth shrunk back in her seat. "Well, um- you're friend had a pretty big collection so." She looked down at her hands under Daryl's gaze. "I got us some books and other stuff, he won't miss it."

"Great, I'm stuck with a fuckin' klepto" He took the CD from her and put it into the disk drive, allowing the soothing music pour from the speakers. "Better than nothing." He grunted and looked over at Beth. His eyes suddenly went wide when he saw what Beth had also taken from Dale's RV, a porno magazine. "Uh, Beth."

She looked over at him with her big, innocent doe eyes. "Hm?" She giggled. "Oh yeah, I found this too and just…how in the hell can people bend like that." Her eyebrows furrowed. "Ew, why are some of the pages stuck together?" There was a long pause and she started laughing at Daryl's horrified look. "Calm down Mr. Dixon, I'm twenty, not twelve." She rolled down the window and chucked the porno mag out the window. "I know how things- work."

She giggled again at Daryl's expression and rolled the window back up again. Beth put her head against the head rest and gave him a big smile. "You know, maybe this whole thing won't be so bad."

Daryl glanced her over and nodded. "Hey, how about you get some sleep."

"Psh, I'm not even tired." She scoffed and by the time the sun went down, she was out like a light

XxX

It was early in the morning when Beth finally woke up. She gave a tired yawn and stretched her body out best she could in the cramped truck. Beth gave a spare glance at Daryl and took notice of the tired, black circles under his eyes. "Hey, why don't you pull over and let me drive so you can sleep."

"Nope." He replied, not even missing a beat and even add a pop to the 'P'.

Beth huffed in annoyance. "Daryl-" She began to argue but the car came to a sudden stop and a slew of curse words came out of her mouth. But when she turned to see why they had stopped, she saw that a man was outside the car begging for some sort of help and clutching his stomach. "Oh shit! We need to help him!"

But Daryl saw through what was going on in front of him and put the car in reverse. "Put your seat belt on, Beth."

"But that guy-"

"Now Beth!" He shouted and Beth shakily did what he said. "He ain't even hurt." He added with a low voice. Daryl put his foot to the gas and drove through the men. The one yelled before firing his gun right at the window shield. Beth ducked as Daryl ran one of the guys over as he drove at full speed. When she thought that they were almost in the clear, an brick busted up her window and an truck came speeding at them. Their truck spun out of control before flipping over and the last thing that Daryl heard before blacking out was Beth screaming his name.

XxX

He woke up to the sound of glass being crushed and a place face saying his name. They were still in the upside down truck and Beth was struggling to get him to come to and get out of her seat. "Beth," He started. "Run."

But it was already too late. The men who jumped them came running over and pulled Beth from her seat. "No!" She screamed, kicking them as hard as she could. "Let go of me, chicken shit!" Daryl reached out to grab her but another man came to Daryl's side and started smashing his head against the steering wheel. "Daryl!" Beth yelled again as the man pulled him from his seat and ran his body through a glass window. Daryl began to put up a fight as the man tried to stab his neck with a piece of shattered glass, after a small struggle and listening to Beth fighting off another man, Daryl got the upper hand and impaled the man's throat on the shard of glass.

He turned around just in time to see Beth kick the man in the groin. She could handle herself after all, but it was when the man back handed her is when he saw red. He charged at him and kicked him in the head, knocking him out on impact. Beth scrambled up from the floor and Daryl looked her over. She had a few cuts on her face, her eye was swelling and her shirt was torn. "Thank you." She stuttered and Daryl nodded.

"C'mon, we gotta run." He went over to the truck and quickly got his cross bow out and her back pack. As he turned around, a gun shot fired and the bullet shattered the window. "Get down!" He slid a gun over to Beth so he should defend herself as he loaded up his cross bow. The men were easy enough to take care off and once the fire fight was done. He went around and collected his bolts as Beth found ammo and extra weapons. She packed some food and water bottles and walked over to Daryl. "C'mon, before more shows up."

"How did you know?" She asked quietly, still gathering herself with what happened. "About the ambush?"

There was a long moment of silence before Daryl sighed. "I've been on both sides."

"You gotta do what you gotta do to survive." Beth simply answered as they wandered back alley ways for a safe place to stay.

Daryl felt a bit of relief. He was used to being judged, but Beth seemed to understand where he was coming from. He wondered what she did to survive this long. The living started becoming worse than the dead. "There," He pointed. "If we can get into that motel, we'll be able to get to a top floor and see over the city. The waded through another flooded street and into the hotel. Beth whistled as the sloshed through the waist deep water as Daryl looked for stairs.

"Wow, fancy." Beth commented somewhere behind him. "Have you ever stayed in a place like this?"

He let out a chuckle and shook his head. "Naw, too rich for my blood. I'm a back woods redneck in case you haven't noticed."

Beth rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Yeah, and I'm a regular Georgia Peach."

XxX

They had found a cleared stair case and had carefully crept up the stairs with their weapons at their sides. "Seem's clear." Beth whispered and Daryl nodded in agreement. They had made it to the top floor when the heard a click of a gun and a voice. "Drop your weapons and put your hands up before I lodge one of these bullets in your skull."

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A/N- So I want to thank everyone for reading and reviewing. I've been replaying the game to get some ideas, like the ambush and what happens in the next chapter. But I won't be adding the monsters from the game because I don't want to copy it too much and I want to keep it close to TWD. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!