Chapter Sixteen

The crunching and shifting of distant gravel grabbed his attention and Daryl set the pitchfork down that he was using to toss hay into the horse stalls, jerking his bandana down and walking to the barn doors. He snagged his bottle off of the overturned wheelbarrow and stepped outside, taking a long sip as he watched Maggie's car pull up. The passenger door opened and Beth stepped out a bit slow, placing a hand on her belly for a second and giving Maggie a reassuring smile. She had been home for nearly two weeks since her appendicitis attack and today had been a doctor's appointment to check on her incisions. She looked over at him from the car and flashed him a soft smile, walking towards him with her hand resting on her belly.

"How'd it go?" Daryl asked and offered her his water bottle from which she took a small sip.

"Doctor says I'm healin' up just fine and well, and that I can go back to any physical activities I was doin' before. Which is good, I missed horseback ridin'." she answered as she capped the bottle and handed it back to him, "The pain is about gone, I think I'm gonna go grab my camera and try go take a few shots, unless you need some help around here."

"Nah, go on ahead, there's not much to do. I'll be done not long after lunch." he said and returned Maggie's wave as she walked out of the house and back to the car. Beth smiled and moved to her tiptoes, giving him a petal-soft kiss on the cheek before turning on her heel to head back to the house.

A sly smile passed over her lips as she looked back over her shoulder at him, watching him disappear into the barn.

She knew exactly the type of picture she was going to take, and if it worked out as she planned, Daryl Dixon was in for it. She hurried inside and moved quickly to her room, snagging her camera and making sure the memory card was in it. She flipped on her computer and special printer her dad had bought her for her photography lessons. After grabbing the tripod Maggie had bought her for a birthday present and a pair of cutoffs out of her dresser she slipped out the screen door and snuck through the back door to the guest house. She gave the pup a quick pat on the head before disappearing into Daryl's room, quickly peeking out the blinds to make sure he was still busy.

"Alright, Mr. Dixon." she said as she unfolded the cutoff shorts and laid them out on his bed, walking to his door and grabbing his black leather vest with the giant angel wings off of the handle.

Daryl stood underneath the spray of the hot water, washing the day's dirt and sweat off of his body before he had to go back to the main house for dinner. He was trying to think of a way he was going to sneak Beth away for some time alone, since she had been discharged he hadn't had but maybe two seconds alone with her. The rest of the time either Maggie or Annette was fussing over her and though he understood why, it drove him mad.

As he was stepping out of the shower he heard his cell phone ringing in his bedroom and toweled off quickly, wrapping it around his waist before walking into his bedroom and snatching up his phone.

"Yeah?'' he asked after seeing Merle's number flash across the screen.

"What're ya doin', lil brother?" Merle asked in his rough and raspy voice.

"Gettin' ready to go eat, what do you want?" he asked as he dug through his basket of clean clothes, snatching out his old worn jeans and a black t-shirt.

"Meet me at the bar tonight, get some drinks." Merle said and Daryl put the phone on speaker as he pulled his shirt on over his head, sliding his boxers on and then his jeans.

"I don' know if I can." he answered as he grabbed his belt off of his dresser and slid it on.

"What's matter? That girl turn you into a pussy whipped lil bitch?"

"I ain't nobody's bitch." Daryl snapped as he buckled his belt and grabbed his vest off of the door knob, snatching his phone back up and placing it against his ear. After filling the dog bowls with puppy chow and water, he walked to the door and slid his boots on.

"Prove it." Merle said just as his phone beeped. He pulled it away and glanced down, seeing he had a message from Beth and put the phone back on speaker.

Check under your pillow

(:

"Give it a rest, Merle." he said as he raised an eyebrow, walking back to his bedroom and tossing his pillow aside. He saw a manilla envelope and sat down on the edge of the bed, opening the envelope and pulling out a rather large black and white photograph.

"Just a few drinks, I won't keep you out late, I promise." Merle said and Daryl felt his face start to burn with a blush as he looked at the photograph.

"Alright, but, I may be a lil late getting' there." he said, closing the phone and setting it aside. He looked at the picture of Beth he held in his hands and ran his fingers through his hair. There she was, laid out on her back on his bed in a pair of cutoffs that were so short the tin pockets stuck out from underneath the denim. She was shirtless, wearing only his winged vest that lay so far open her nipples were almost peeking out from underneath. Her hair lay in a golden mess beneath her head, framing her face, laying over her chest and splayed out beneath her head. One hand rest behind her head, the other hand had her thumb hooked in the top hem of her shorts, pulling them down to almost reveal herself to him. She had a soft smile across those lips that drove him mad, and her eyes drew him in.

Meet me in the barn when dinner is done

Uve done it now

He closed his phone and walked back to the front door, walking outside onto his porch just as his phone beeped.

K ;)

"You're gonna kill me, Greene." he murmured with a smirk as he headed to the main house where the smell of pot roast welcomed his nose. He walked past Beth who was coming in the kitchen from the diningroom, an innocent grin on her face as she gave him a wink. She was in a knee length floral print dress spotted with bright pink flowers and soft green leaves. She wore a white blouse over the dress, unbuttoned, and her hair lay loose in soft waves down her back and over her shoulders.

Innocent, his ass.

Beth looked up from her phone she had been playing on and smiled when she saw Daryl walking towards her, pulling the barn door closed behind him.

"I was wonderin' when you were gonna show." she said with a sweet smile as he moved towards her, his long legs creating large strides. Dammit, she was still in that pretty little dress that made her look as innocent as an angel. When he reached her he grabbed the back of her head, tangling his fingers in her hair as he crushed his lips down against hers. She leaned into his body, letting out a soft moan as she wrapped her arms around his neck. His free hand moved down her hip and thigh, sliding under her dress and up the inside of her thigh.

"I knew you were far from innocent." he said as he cupped her already soaking wet sex, "And the lack of panties further proves that." He growled against her lips and heard her moan as he slid two fingers past the swollen lips and into her, his cock straining against his jeans and begging to be set free. He grabbed her hips and picked her up, setting her on one of the steps on the ladder leading up to the hayloft.

"What are you doin?" she asked as he parted her legs, looking up at her with eyes full of desire and smoldering with lust.

"The lack of underwear is going to make this a lot easier. You may wanna hold on to the ladder." he said before his head disappeared under her dress. She raised an eyebrow in confusion before she gasped loudly and grabbed ahold of the step above her head. His tongue ran long and slow along her, her breath catching and her eyes rolling back in her head. She felt two fingers spread her open and his tongue snake inside her, one hand shooting to his head and tangling her fingers in his hair.

Daryl felt her body shift as she arched her back, hearing her soft moans and mewls as he slid his tongue into her before moving to her swollen clit and sucking the little nub into his mouth. She was wet, soaking, her muscles tensing and her fingers tightening in his hair. She moaned his name, gasped for air when he slid two fingers in her and curled them upwards. Her legs were starting to shake, her moans turning into whimpers as he massaged her, nipping her clit softly before sucking on it hard and running his tongue along it.

Beth's eyes rolled back in her head as he massaged her hard, his mouth sending her closer and closer to the edge. She gripped the ladder hard, trying to keep herself up on the steps but her muscles were tensing and locking up as she neared her climax. Another finger slipped inside of her and she sucked in a sharp breath, letting out a loud cry as her back arched, her muscles clenched around his fingers and she soaked his hand. The feeling was overwhelming, sending her to a whole new high she didn't think was possible to hit, her body shaking as her orgasm crashed over her body.

"Feel better?" Daryl asked as he poked his head out from underneath her dress and she smiled, nodding while she tried to catch her breath, "Get up there, now. I ain't done with you yet."

"Hey, there you are, Darlina!" Merle shouted from the bar as the bell over the door jingled. Daryl shot him a dirty look as he walked over and drug a stool out, sitting down and thanking Carol as she slid him a shot of whiskey down the car.

"What'd you want?" Daryl asked before knocking the shot back, holding his glass up to Andrea who smiled and took the bottle from Carol.

"Jus' wanted to see how my baby brother's doin'." he said with a slow, almost Chesire cat-like grin. Daryl rolled his eyes and knocked back the second shot before ordering a beer, "How they treatin' you out there?"

"Good." Daryl said as he took his beer from Carol who popped the cap off, "Work ain't too bad, and I get food and a place to sleep."

"And that pretty lil' girl too, eh?" Merle asked as he took a fresh beer as well, raising it to his lips. Daryl kept quiet as he tipped the bottle back and forth, watching the amber liquid slosh around behind the glass, "You gotta be careful."

"The hell you talkin' about?"

"You're gonna get all caught up with livin' on that farm, and screwin' that pretty lil blonde that you ain't gonna wanna leave with your blood."

"You don't know what you're talkin' about." Daryl said and Merle only chuckled as he rested his arms on the shiny wood counter.

"You're an outdoor cat tryin' to be an indoor cat, Darlina. You come from a long ass line of Dixon men who ain't never wanted to settle down. Sure they stayed in one place long enough to pop out a kid or two, but really, how many Dixon men were held down by a couple kids and one woman?" Merle asked. Daryl stayed quiet, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he listened to his brother.

"What are you tryin to say?" he asked as he pulled a cigarette out of his pack and lit it.

"You're gonna hurt that girl's sweet lil' heart, Daryl. You ain't no good for her, none of us were ever good enough for a girl like that. She's got a lot of potential, and she don't deserve the heartbreak we give girl's like that. That girl, Beth, she don't deserve the pain of a Dixon man. You make your choices, but you keep that in mind, okay?"

Daryl looked down at his beer bottle and sighed, running his fingers through his hair slowly. Merle reached over and gave him a firm pat on the shoulder.

"Daryl, I never thought you was a bad guy, I just know how all Dixon men have been. I know you, and I know it would kill ya if you did that to that Greene girl. Just think it over, but let me buy you another beer."

A/N: My mom's test she had this morning came back positive. My mother has colon cancer, and possible liver cancer. She'll be speaking with the oncologist and the surgeon this week to see if she will need to have surgery or chemo first, so in a few days, I may not be around as much. I'll still be updating my fanfics when I can, so bear with me, but my mom comes first.