2.

Beth walked in from the prison yard, a smile on her face.

She made her way to Carol, ready to take Judith off of her for a little while. Let Carol get her jobs done.

She found Carol sat with Judith in her room. It was still fairly early and those who didn't have tasks to do were enjoy a quiet morning.

"Hello baby," Beth cooed at the child in Carol's arms. She felt a swell of love for the little girl as she took her off of Carol.

"We've had a good morning haven't we, Judith? She's had her bottle, we were having a little play. She did a poop too, so she shouldn't need any big changes for a while." Carol held the babies hand as she spoke, making faces as she talked to Beth to entertain Judith. "Okay, I'll get going on those crops. And.. I'll come get her when I'm done, okay?"

"Sure," Beth said, nodding. "We're gonna have a great time today."

Beth played with Judith for a while in the cell she slept in.

She wondered at times what would happen when Judith started to crawl and walk and how they could make the cells safe. She hoped that it might be a way off yet, but she started to give the infant more 'tummy time' getting her more curious about moving herself around.

When the cell block grew quiet, the distant sound of chatter but everyone else seeming to be busy, Beth crept from the cell with Judith and into Daryl's cell.

"Shall we leave Daryl a little gift, huh?" she asked Judith as she reached into her pocket and pulled out the sexiest panties she had. They weren't actually very sexy, in all honesty. The group took comfort over everything else, but it was enough. She pulled Daryl's cover back from his bed and placed the item on the bed, before she sat down on Daryl's bed and popped Judith so she was resting against the pillows.

The little girl sat there happily, while Beth pulled out a scrap of paper and a felt tip pen. She scrawled on the paper in her girlish handwriting 'Next time, maybe you can take these as your trophy' and drew some love hearts around it. Placed the note just inside the panties. She thought he'd like it.

Maybe smirk at her note at least.

She was busy enough with that and she didn't hear Maggie's approach. Judith's gentle noises leading the older sister to her siblings unusual hiding place.

Maggie pulled back the curtain and stepped inside boldly, having no reason to hold back.

She had no reason to think that Beth would be doing anything in Daryl's bedroom that wouldn't be okay.

But as Beth spun to see her surprise guest, she didn't cover up her surprise for Daryl. Maggie's eyes landed on the item beside Beth, enough of the note sticking out that she couldn't dismiss it.

"Beth... " she started, but the words failed her.

Beth looked back down and covered the underwear, face burning red.

"What are you doing?" Maggie asked.

"It's not what it looks like, okay?" Beth sighed, covered her face with her hands and let out another breath. "Okay, we didn't want to say anything because you wouldn't understand."

"Understand what? What's there to understand?" Maggie said, feeling herself losing control a little. She couldn't believe what was happening. Daryl and Beth?

"Look it's no big deal, really. It's no different to you and Glenn."

"It's totally different to me and Glenn!" Maggie almost yelled back, both women's voices raising as they spoke.

"You're right, I've known him a lot longer than you had when you guys hooked up."

"Beth, Dad is gonna kill you. I might kill you. Daryl's... you're too young!"

"I'm not too young. I love him, okay? And I know he loves me too."

Maggie took a deep breath. "Okay...I need to talk to Daryl."

"No, you can't! We weren't going to say anything!"

"Well, I can't not say anything to him..."

"Please, Maggie..." Beth pleaded.

"Listen... if this whole thing is as genuine as you say then you'll need me on your side to tell Dad, okay?"

Beth sighed. "Okay," she agreed eventually. "Just, don't shout at him, he'll just get angry if you do."

Daryl went down to greet Carl and Rick from watch.

They both had a bag slung over their shoulders and Daryl took Carl's from him, surprised by the weight in the bag. "Everythin' go okay?"

Rick nodded. "Got everything we went for." Rick said.

"It was an easy run," Carl agreed.

"Good."

The three of them walked towards the entrance to C block in silence. Maggie burst out before any of them could open the door. Her eyes were wild and they settled straight on to Daryl. She forced a smile onto her lips before she spoke. "Hey, I need to talk to Daryl for a minute," she said, voice tight.

"Here," Daryl said, handing Carl the bag back. Seeing the look on Maggie's face, Rick decided whatever had to be said would be said with him present. He handed his bag to Carl who took it, closing the door behind him.

"Rick..." Maggie started.

"I'm not going, so just say what you have to say," he encouraged.

Maggie didn't care enough to argue with him and her eyes went back to Daryl. "Tell me you're not sleeping with my little sister."

Daryl didn't look shock or surprised at the accusation. "I'm not sleeping with her," he said, voice neutral, no emotion displayed on his features.

"Why would you think that?" Rick asked slightly taken back with the accusation.

"Because of the note she left in your bed."

"I told you I'm not sleeping with her." Daryl said, shrugging.

Maggie considered the note. It started with the words 'next time', so maybe they weren't sleeping together yet. "You've been with her, though? In other ways?"

He shrugged again. "It's jus' someone to do somethin' with," Daryl replied. He barely registered Maggie's hand until it struck the side of his face. He grabbed her arm in response, pushed her away from him in case she dared to strike him again.

"Hey, calm down," Rick said, grabbing Daryl's arm as he raised it slightly defensively. "Maggie, go inside and cool down, okay? Let me talk to Daryl."

Maggie did as she was told but slammed the door behind her.

Rick waited for the noise from the door to die down, closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he looked to Daryl. "Listen Daryl, lets talk about this, okay?"

Daryl shook his head. "There's nothing to talk about," Daryl said, opening the door and stepping inside C Block.

That was when all hell broke loose.

TBC...

A/N: So that's chapter two. I expect this story to divide opinion. It's all good. I don't always want to write things that people love. If you hate it, let me know.