I'll be Your Strength II
Beth made sure the gun was tucked safely away in her bra and unseen as she walked out and picked up the food from Gareth. By now he wasn't escorting her anymore, but he did come looking if she was gone for more than ten minutes. It kept her visits short, but she still got to see them. She walked out to the train car and climbed up the stairs, opening it and slipping inside. She passed the food to Carl and pulled the gun from her bra, handing it to Rick. "How many more do you need?" she asked. She couldn't keep this up forever.
Rick grinned and kissed her head. "None, this is last one." He turned it around and handed it to her. "We're ready to leave now if you are."
Beth smiled and took the gun. "More than." She slipped her hand into Daryl's and looked up at him. "I love you," she whispered.
He smirked and kissed her quickly. "I still owe you that kiss." She nodded, she was getting nervous. Even if they were fully armed, it was still going to be hell getting out. Daryl picked up on it and pulled her against him. "I got you, okay?" He made her look up at him. "Just stick close to me."
She stared up into his eyes. Just being around him gave her strength and she squared her shoulders, ready for whatever was about to come at them. She didn't realize it, wouldn't until later, but just like Daryl was her strength, she was his.