Stay
They'd done it. They'd gotten to Washington in one piece and Eugene was working on a cure. The community they'd found there was welcoming, just like they had been at the prison. They were all welcomed into the White House with open arms and they had all settled in. Well, everyone but Daryl. Beth could tell he was having problems adjusting. She stopped at his room to talk to him. She knocked on the door and walked inside when he grunted at her. He was packing a bag. Her heart froze in her chest. "Are…are you going somewhere?" she asked quietly, trying not to break down. She'd lost him once. She didn't want to lose him again. She frowned at herself. He wasn't hers to lose.
"I don't fit in here Beth." He looked at her. "Better if I just move on."
Tears welled up in her eyes. "You can't leave." She shook her head and looked at him. "Rick…you're his best friend, his right hand. You can't just leave him, and Judith...she adores you. How can you leave her? And I…" She trailed off. Her emotions were getting the better of her.
He stopped putting things in his bag and slowly turned to look at her. "You what?" he asked quietly.
She licked her lips. She could taste the salt from her tears. "I…I love you." She stared at the ground. She couldn't bring herself to look at him. "I have for a while…but the time was never right to tell you, and I figured you wouldn't want anything to do with me anyways." She shook her head, trying to stop crying. She was breaking apart. He couldn't leave her.
"Beth…"
She laughed cynically. "I know, I'm too young, I'm not your type, whatever." She stared at the ground. "It doesn't change the fact."
She gasped when she felt his arms around her. She still wouldn't look up at him, not until he lifted her chin. "I'll stay," he whispered, dipping his head and kissing her. She slowly wrapped her arms around him, holding onto him. "I won't leave you again."