A/N: This chapter contains some spoilers from the comic book (and possible spoilers for future eps of the show?) so heads up on that. There is also some graphic sexual content. So, yeah…enjoy.

This isn't where I initially intended to end this chapter but I'm tired…I'll update more soon. Thanks for the excellent reviews, the follows and favorites! I'm so glad you're all enjoying this!

Chapter 15 –

Beth sighed as she walked the length of the living room slowly. The group had become comfortable in the Alexandria Safe-Zone and had stayed for almost a month behind the walls of the town. Beth's leg had healed nicely for the most part, though she still had moments of struggle when she walked. The doctor and physical therapist had been helping her as much as they could and when they weren't around, Daryl was. The man was near her almost 24/7, not that she minded but she could tell he was itching to get out in the woods and hunt.

She had managed to convince him to go hunting that morning and now she didn't know what to do with herself. She looked around the house they (they being Rick, Carl, Michonne, her, and Daryl) had moved into. In the two hours it had been since Daryl and the others had gone off to hunt or help with farming or clearing the streets around the walls to expand the town, she had cleaned the two story house from top to bottom. She had mended the tears in Daryl's pants and washed some of their laundry. There was still more to do but Beth was bored of doing laundry. She wanted to go out and continue her tracking and crossbow lessons with Daryl, but he wanted to wait until she could run before taking her outside of the walls.

Hell, he'd be angry with her for having cleaned and done so much around the house. He was constantly concerned that she would somehow reinjure her leg that he tried to keep her from pushing herself too much. She understood his concern but even the doctor was saying she was healing nicely and her physical therapist was pleased with her progress. Beth sighed and looked out the windows in hopes of seeing the hunter approaching but no such luck. The blonde returned to the laundry in the kitchen sink, putting extra force into Daryl's shirt and grumbling about how quickly the one shirt had dirtied her water. Beth forced herself to stay focused on her task, completing all of the laundry and taking it out to hang on the line they had made after she had bundled up into her winter layers as Alexandria was much colder than Georgia. Her eyes were on her booted feet as she entered the kitchen again.

A throat clearing made her jump and her wide blue eyes met Daryl's darker eyes. He smirked at her as he approached and took the laundry basket away from her.

"You've been busy, I see," he murmured as he gently pulled her to him in a hug. Her arms slipped into his open coat and wrapped around him tightly and she nodded against his chest. The hunter sighed into her hair, inhaling her scent deeply as he laid his head on top of hers. "As long as you don't push yourself too much."

"I won't, Daryl. I don't really feel any pain anymore," she told him as she adjusted their heads by placing her chin on his chest and looking up at him. Their lips met in the middle for a gentle kiss and she felt Daryl's lips lift into a smile against hers. "What?" she asked against his chapped lips.

"Nothin'" he told her before kissing her more hungrily, "missed you." She chuckled before his lips claimed hers again.

"You saw me this morning."

"That was hours ago," he retorted and Beth laughed, tightening her grip around his neck. When did my hands get there? She thought before shrugging off and chalking it up to her love and desire for the man she was currently pulled flush against. Beth tugged his lips back to hers and she felt his hands move down cup her ass before sliding them lower and picking her up, her legs instantly going around his waist. He set her down on top of the counter and Beth sighed into their kiss before pulling away.

"Did something happen today?" Beth asked against his lips, nipping his bottom one with her teeth before continuing, "Don't get me wrong, Daryl, I am greatly enjoying this greeting but I'm just curious and concerned." Daryl sighed, his air blowing across Beth's face and she felt the concern building in her stomach. The concern melted when she saw his lips quirk into a grin before he kissed her, his tongue slipping into her mouth and making her moan.

"No, nothing happened today," he breathed out. "Nobody was hurt, lost, killed…In fact; it has been almost a month since we lost anyone." His lips met hers again and she felt a smile on her face. "Caught several deer today. Michonne's group had a successful run and found lots of food and clothes."

"So today has been a successful day," she summarized before kissing him again, her hands moving to his hair and tugging gently on it, making him groan.

"I love you, Greene."

"I'll never tire of hearing that from you. I love you too, Dixon," she responded and he growled, his hands pulling her back to his lips before winding into her hair and roaming her body, making her gasp and moan against him.

"Bedroom," she ordered against his lips and he nodded before gently picking her back up and carrying them effortlessly to her bedroom which was the only one on the first floor of the house. She moaned at the feel of his hardness in his jeans and her kisses became hungrier and messier. Daryl kicked her bedroom door shut before walking the two of them to her bed and clumsily collapsing them both on her bed. Her fingers had been eagerly pushing his coat and vest off then pulling at the buttons on his shirt as he had carried her. Now that they were both laying down, him on top of her, her fingers were working faster on the buttons. He stilled her hands for a moment and she instantly met his eyes, which were full of hesitance and insecurities. She knew of his scars and she smiled softly at him.

"It's okay, Daryl," she gently ran her hand across his cheek and he nodded, closing his eyes and his body tensing. Beth pressed her lips to his softly and she could feel his body relaxing back against hers. She removed his shirt one button at a time until it was open and revealing his chest. She slowly ran her hands down his chest, brushing the scars that littered his skin before pushing him to sit up, straddling her while she pressed her lips to his collar bone, working her way down his torso. Her lips touched his scars as well as his unmarred flesh and she felt him groan against her as her hands hovered near his jeans button. Daryl's eyes flickered to hers and he could see the apprehension and nerves in her eyes.

"I've never…done this," she told him softly and he swallowed heavily, his thoughts telling him that if they were going to do this, he needed to make it special for her. He needed to take care of her, not the other way around.

"We…we can stop," he told her and she shook her head quickly.

"No, I want this. I want you…I just don't know what I'm doing." Her cheeks reddened with her words and Daryl placed kisses on her lips, cheeks, and worked his way down her neck, his hands going to the hem of her shirt. His eyes glanced at hers quickly and she nodded, lifting her arms to allow him to remove her shirt. He threw her shirt over his shoulder and shrugged his own off to join it. His eyes soaked in the sight of her breasts clad in her black bra. Beth's cheeks reddened and he could see that she was fighting the urge to cover herself. He leaned her back onto the bed, his lips on hers and he could feel the nerves leaving her. His hands eased up her back and he unclasped her bra, easing it down her arms slowly before finally flinging it across the room. He placed one of his hands on one of her breasts, cupping it in his hand before lightly pinching the nipple, making her arc into his body and gasp.

The sound of the front door banging open startled the couple but they didn't move to investigate or cover up, both silently hoping that whoever it was would leave.

"Daryl, Beth, you need to come out here!" Rick yelled, his voice dripping with anger. Daryl sighed and groaned.

"Rick has terrible timing," he grumbled against her lips and Beth whimpered as he removed his hand and reluctantly moved off of her body. "Gotta start thinking about grandma or walkers or something…Need a cold shower…"

Beth's hand grabbed his and he turned to her, his eyes moving over her naked torso, his body aching to return to her on her bed.

"Can we…continue this later?" she asked, her eyes showing him her nerves, excitement, desire, and love for him. He smirked and leaned down to kiss her again.

"I wanna continue this now but it sounds like something bad has happened after all." The couple sighed before reluctantly getting dressed and exiting the room to see Rick angrily pacing in the living room. Rick's eyes glanced over the two, his eyes registering Beth's reddened cheeks and her hair in a disarray. He gave the couple an apologetic look and they awkwardly nodded. Rick cleared his throat before gesturing with his head outside, the anger reappearing in his face.

"You two gotta hear this…"

"What is it? What's happened?" Beth asked. Rick huffed angrily.

"Eugene's been lying to us, he doesn't know what caused this or how to make the cure. I'm having him share his lies to everyone in the group outside, come on." Beth glanced at Daryl, her eyes showing her confusion and disappointment. He nodded, feeling the same way before following Rick outside.