Author's Note: Hey guys. Sorry to keep you waiting but here it is. Let me know what you think. I did weave my story in with the show again but will be weaving it back out of the show storyline. I felt Tyrese's death was a very important moment in both stories so I hope you enjoy. Also I have to credit two songs. The first is "Deathbed" by Relient K, it is a very beautiful and sad song. I encourage you all to go listen to it since I used only a small snippet of the song. The second is one of my personal favs, "Dream A Little Dream" by the Mamas and the Papas.

I could hear someone crying as we approached. That bad feeling I had came rushing back to the forefront of my mind. Who was crying? And why? What happened? As we entered the camp, no one acknowledged us. They all were quiet staring at the woman crying and the body on the ground.

Tyrese. His arm had been amputated and he was clearly gone. There was blood on his beanie so I knew that they took care of him before he could turn. He was always such a nice guy. A gentle giant really, but tough when necessary. My eyes filled with tears as I watched a broken-hearted Sasha cry over her fallen brother. Not so long ago that was me crying over my brother, Shawn. It was almost like having a glimpse in the past watching her.

We decided to hold a funeral for Tyrese. Daryl set to work digging, while Glenn built a cross to mark the grave and Father Gabriel prepared to say a few words. Maggie and I did our best to comfort Sasha knowing there was nothing that we could say or do to truly help. As sad as it was, I was happy we got to honor Tyrese with a funeral. Sometimes we don't get an opportunity to mourn our dead… like with Daddy. Circumstances drove us away and we couldn't bury him or say our goodbyes. At least we can have this.

At the conclusion of Father Gabriel's eulogy, Sasha spoke, "Before we end… Beth?"

"Yes?"

"Will you sing? Ty always loved to hear you sing."

Shocked by her request, it's all I can do to nod. I never imagined my first time singing being in a situation like this, but that didn't matter. My family needed this, who was I to deny them? What should I sing? After a moment, a song comes to mind. It is a sad song but appropriate, so I begin hoping Tyrese would have been happy with my choice.

I can smell the death on the sheets

Covering me

I can't believe

This is the end

I can hear You whisper to me

It's time to leave

You'll never be

Lonely again

This was my deathbed

I died there alone

When I closed my eyes tonight

You carried me home

It's been hours since the funeral, and needless to say the mood has been bleak around camp. Tyrese was such a light of happiness and hope. Now that he's gone the world seemed a little darker. Sasha was not the only one deeply impacted by Tyrese's death. Noah has barely spoken a word and cried for a majority of the time since he returned. I haven't talked to him yet. I have been trying to give him his space but seeing him sitting alone by the fire, I just can't help myself as I make my way over to him. "Hey."

He doesn't look at me as I sit next to him. "Hey."

"How are you holding up?"

With an unsteady voice and more tears streaming down his face, he replies, "I'm not… It's all my fault."

"What is?"

"Tyrese. He's dead because of me. Because I didn't listen." He wipes the pesky tears from his eyes, "When we got to Richmond, it was a ghost town. Somehow walkers got in community, past the gates and walls. I panicked and ran straight for my house even though Rick and Glenn yelled at me to wait. I didn't listen. I just wanted to know what happened to my family. Tyrese followed me to the house. He tried to stop me, but I had to see. My mom was lying on the ground in the living room and was gone. Tyrese gave me a minute alone with her and went to check out the rest of the house. He went to the twins' room and found Malcom dead on the bed. He must have not heard Marcus come in the room, because he got bit on his forearm. I heard the commotion and put my little brother down. When I saw Ty had been bitten I ran for help. I wasn't fast enough. And now because of me he is dead. It is all my fault."

I couldn't let him continue to beat himself up over this. "It doesn't matter whose fault it was or wasn't. He is gone. Blaming yourself is going to get you nowhere and it is no way to live. Tyrese was a good man and he wouldn't want you to be consumed by this. Do you know the best thing you can do right now is?" He shakes his head. "Live. Grieve. Fight. Survive. That is all any of us can do to honor the ones we have lost."

Noah just looks at me for a long while and then eventually nods in understanding. "I just don't want Sasha to hate me."

"She doesn't." Sasha says. Noah and I both turn to see her standing behind us. Her face is blotchy from crying. I wonder how long she was standing there and how much she heard.

Taking this as my cue, I stand, so Sasha can sit and talk to Noah. It's late and many of the others have already gone to bed for the night except those who were on watch. A wave of exhaustion hits me as I make my way across the camp. A noise from my left startles me and I see Maggie approach with a soft smile. "Hey, Glenn and I are sleeping over here. I set up a spot for you next to us. Grab a blanket and come on to bed."

I give a small chuckle and shake my head. "I appreciate it but I am not going to sleep with you tonight."

Maggie instantly looks hurt, "What? Why not?"

"Because I really don't feel like being the little spoon to your medium spoon and Glenn's big spoon. It is awkward and uncomfortable." I say in a joking tone trying to keep the mood light.

"But I just thought…"

"Mags, I love you but I really rather sleep alone. I slept with you last night because I missed you. That is until I remembered how much you like to snuggle." I laugh and so does Maggie.

"Alright. Where are you gonna sleep?"

"Probably over there." I point to a spot near the woods where Daryl is laying down.

Maggie's eyes narrow, "I see. I thought you'd rather sleep alone?"

I sigh in frustration, "I will be sleeping alone. I will just be sleeping near Daryl is all." I can tell Maggie is about to argue, so I cut her off before she can say anything else. "I don't expect you to understand, but I sleep better when I know he is nearby. When I was at Grady and even my first night back I had nightmares. But he helps keep them away. I guess it is because I feel safest when I am with him."

Maggie takes it all in and finally nods. "You're right, I don't understand. I probably never will because I didn't go through what you did. But I get that he was there for you and I get that feeling you have around him. I have it too… with Glenn. Well goodnight."

I watch her as she leaves and once she disappears in the dark, I grab my bag and go to lay down. I walk quietly over to the spot next to Daryl. As carefully and silent as I can, I take my blanket out of my bag. I don't have much luck as the bag crinkles and shifts and I know I have probably woken him up by now.

"You are a noisy little critter." He says with his eyes still closed.

"Sorry. I am just trying to make my bed for the night. I didn't mean to wake you." I whisper.

"You didn't." His eyes open and watch me as I lay next to him. Even in the faintest of ligh,t I see those piercing eyes studying my every move. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I am fine. Sad but fine. You?" I ask.

"Same. How's Noah?"

"He blames himself, but I know he will be okay eventually."

There is a long pause. "It was nice hearing you sing today. I missed it." He says very softly adverting his eyes.

I smile. "Well, all you have to do is ask. I'll sing for you anytime you want me to Daryl Dixon."

He looks back at me and with a tiny grin says, "My own personal jukebox."

"Yup that is me."

"Do I have to give ya a quarter every time I want to hear a song?"

I laugh. "Yes," I say sarcastically and I catch him chuckle under his breath.

"Will you sing me something for me tonight?" He looks away again, back up at the stars.

"Sure. What do you want to hear?"

"Don't matter."

I think on it for a second and look up at the sky as well. I decide to go with one of my favorites.

Stars shining bright above you

Night breezes seem to whisper I love you

Birds singing in the sycamore tree

Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty night and kiss me

Just hold me tight and tell me you miss me

While I'm alone and blue as can be

Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear

Still craving your kiss

I'm longing to linger till dawn dear

Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you

Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you

But in your dreams whatever they be

Dream a little dream of me

Dream a little dream of me

I look over to Daryl who is fast asleep. I smile, shut my eyes, repeat the song in my head and sleep take me over.