While she was in the shower, I decided to look around my "house" or shall I call it a new home? Who the hell decided to send a Dixon into the future and think everything was going be alright. I ain't like none of those fancy boys you see in the movies, that hop in the future and gotta save the world. The only thing I've done so far was run away like a little bitch and finally come to accept my fate. My fate which is the fact that married some girl I knew to be younger than me, this is the kind of luck I have.

As I was walking around the house, a portrait caught my eye. It was of me, Beth, and infant Sophie , standing in front of the house we're currently living in. I had stupidest grin on my face and so did Beth. If you came to me with this picture I wouldn't have thought that it was me. I guess future me is happier than present me, which is a good thing.

"That was last picture Daddy took before he passed." I nearly lost my shit but didn't show it. I turned around to see Beth standing behind me. Her hair was damp; she was wearing a big black hoodie and blue jeans. She looked different from the Beth in the photo; the girl standing in front of me looked tired and sad compared to one in the photo. I guess I'm partially to blame for her appearance.

"How did he die?" I asked. I wasn't usually the one for prying and shit, but since this going to be my new life I might as well know.

"He got in a car accident….." she said. She looked at as if I should already know this information. She was going to ask another question and I had a feeling I probably knew what it was.

"We should get goin, don't want her to be alone in that place for so long," I said. I started heading towards the door.

"Wait," she said calling out to me. I stopped and turned around to look at her.

"Daryl, please we need to talk," she said almost sounding like she was begging me. I felt disgusted at the thought of her begging me to do something. I wasn't anyone special , so no one should be having begging me to do something. I just nodded and took a seat on the couch. She took a seat at the far end of the couch. I could tell she probably wanted to sit closer but seeing how I reacted in the past made her wary of me.

We sat in silence for a while before she finally spoke,

"What did you mean by future?" Shit, couldn't the first question been something else like why did you run away from me? I'm still trying to figure this future thing out.

"I ain't from here, girl. You might think I'm crazy, but where I'm from nobody wants to be around a Dixon; better yet, not even married to one." She looked at me with concern in her eyes.

"What do you mean you're not from around here?"

"I mean that I'm from the past and somehow I got here." I wanted to say more but I don't know if she believed any of things I just said right now.

"I believe you," she said as if she had read my thoughts.

"Why?" I said now asking the questions.

"Well, for starters my Daryl or future you wouldn't have run away that morning. Also, he would remember that he owns a business and Sophie wouldn't have run way. Not that I'm blaming you entirely for Sophie's running away."

"Sorry," was all I could say in that moment. She just nodded understanding and accepting my apology. We sat in silence again, but this time I was the one to break it.

"How did I end up getting married to you? How did we even end up together?" I probably sound like dick asking that question but I was curious to know. From the last time I saw her she was about to turn 19 and I was 35. Now she looked to be at least 25 and I had to be 41. How did an old shit like me get with her without being put into jail?

That question caused a small smile to appear on her face; just seeing her smile made something inside of me stir.

"Funny story actually, after you helped my dad with the truck. My mom invited you to stay for dinner for helping out. I thought that be the last time I'd ever see you and I was sort disappointed because you were really cute. But I was wrong because you and daddy became close friends and I started to see you around the house more often. I was happy that I got see you, but I was dating Jimmy. Jimmy was the guy I was singing about when I first met you. We started dating after my 19th birthday I was excited because I got to date my crush, but I was sad because I also felt that something was missing. That feeling carried on with me until I was 21 which were when Jimmy and I finally broke up. Jimmy wanted more from me but I didn't want to go any further with him. You know what's funny? I was actually relieved when we broke up. I shouldn;t have been since we've been together for so long, but I just didn't feel fully connected with him. Anyways, it was one day you came over and daddy wasn't around. You were about to leave because you expected him to be there, but I convinced you to stay. We talked for hours and It was the first I had a full blown conversation with you. It was getting late and you were about because he still didn't show up yet, I was walking you to the door when I tripped causing me to fall on top of you. It was pretty funny because that was the first thing my dad saw when he walked into the house. Ever since then, we just closer and closer and eventually got married."

That was a long story, but her retelling the story seemed to be something that put a smile on her face. I was grateful for that because I didn't like to see her sad.

"I'm sorry for talking so much," she said while her cheeks turned a vibrant red.

"Not yer fault, it was a long story but a good one. I'm just glad yer father didn't kill me right away."

"Oh, he was going to but I stopped him." We both shared a laugh and in that moment I knew that I may enjoy living in the future.

"C'mon let's go back to our daughter," I said. I get up when Beth pulled me into a tight embrace. Thank you, she whispered in my ear before pulling away. She wiped her eyes before getting up and walking towards the door. I oddly enough enjoyed that hug but didn't ponder it for too long because we had to go back to the hospital and i didn't feel like wasting another minute with her in there.

A/N: I hope people are still reading this story. I'm sorry I haven't been writing as much. I had finals and thank god that they're finally over. If I'm doing Daryl's character wrong or just making him too OC please someone tell me. Please review and follow this story if you really like it. Again, thank you to all the people who follow my story whether you review or not.