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[imadeit]

[Soft yet broken little smile]

I don’t think your silly or crazy cause ya decided to pick me up after...[a pause] after what happened. At least I’m able to still live through your heart and ya said you’ve been round this parts before, so I trust you know what you’re doin and where we’re both goin. This place looks like I good start, glad ya brought me here even if ya are havin doubts. Really wish ya wouldn’t, I really ain’t that hard to understand. I’m pretty quick on my feet, I’m strong. Even if people are a thinkin I’m just another dead girl. I ain’t, ya see that. Lots of people do. I can sing if ya want? Ease your mind. I like to sing, haven’t gotten to in a pretty good long time.

I know you’re worried mun, worried cause you’re bringin me in so late. Fraid people might judge? I understand, I’m far from gone in their world but here we are. Better to start here than no where, right? Haven’t seen any walkers round that’s gonna be a plus ? [Offers another little smile]. We ain’t got time to be scared, be afraid. I’m past that now. I know you’re worried bout the others. Rick, Daryl, Maggie, Carol, everybody. [She lowers her head slightly in shame, large eyes starting to water] So am I. Know Daryl and Rick are blamin themselves for this, know Maggie might be too. I know all of ‘em are hurtin cause of me. I ain’t stupid. Hurtin cause of what I did, what I did back there and what “appened to me. Know what I did had consequences, might notta been the best idea but I don’t regret it. I had to do it, mun. Ya understand dotcha ? She was gonna take Noah back, might hurt ‘im or worse. Coulda went after Rick, Daryl, all of ‘em. I couldn’t let that happen. Had to show her that I wasn’t scared of her, that she didn’t have any power of me or Noah. I did good...[Says with a soft determination in her soft Southern drawl]

[She drawls in a shaky breath, licks her bottom lip as more tears threaten to spill down her still bruised and gashed face] Ya think if we stumble cross ‘em I can talk to ‘em? Tell ‘em all how sorry I am? How much I miss ‘em and that everything is gonna be alright now even without me? I promise I wont stay with ‘em long, just really wanna see ‘em all again.

[She glances up, giving another little smile, this time a bit bright as she moves to gently brush away some loose strains of yellow hair]

I think you and me are gonna be just fine, mun. I’ll protect you and you just don’t forget bout me. It’s time for a fresh start and I’m ready. We still have jobs to do.

Comments

It was bound to happen. I am SO sorry for Beth's sake.

[lerner]

( Of all people Dawn knew what it was like to be brought back from the dead, though the experience would be quite different. Her being brought back into a hell, and Beth… )

Noah was my ward. You knew this…

( The girl seemed so hopeful and wanting so much to be back here. Hell Dawn would very much like to be alive too under different circumstances. She’d look to the girl with little emotion. Truth was her feelings were very mixed at the moment. She felt guilt for what happened, but at the same time she was angry how it all went down. How Beth struck against her and now hearing her say she didn’t regret what she did and that it was about Noah… )

…yet, you stand here talking about how you ‘did good’… ( Dawn’s voice would end low as she slightly narrowed her eyes at the girl. ) …when it all ended the way it did…

( Ah yes, Dawn was bitter about it despite having her regrets, and she didn’t take lightly at all to what the girl was saying. )

OH NOOOOOES D:. Poor Beth!

[imadeit]

(Actions had consequences and sometimes you were forced to face those consequences rather you wanted to or not. That was something you just had to be prepared for even if you weren’t ready to come clean and face the music. Beth Greene hadn’t came here to gloat or brag about what she had done back in the hospital. How she took a stand against Dawn and even if it got her killed in the end, it had brought down the other woman too. Beth wasn’t that kind of girl, she also wasn’t here to get people to feel sorry for her, that wasn’t her either. Honestly she didn’t know why she was brought here but here she stood strong. Her girlish face was still covered with gashes, her blonde hair still streaked with blood. The girl had longed to see a familiar face and she hoped it would be soon. She was in an unfamiliar place once again and the outcome of the first time wasn’t so pleasant for anyone. She both wanted and need some sort of comfort, know that the people she cared for were safe and able to move on. Dawn was the very LAST person she expected to see and by that gaze the older woman was giving her, Beth could tell this wasn’t going to be a very warm welcome back. If anything Dawn was here to shatter what little hope and determination Beth had left but the girl wouldn’t allow it. She hadn’t the first time.

So once again she would not stand in fear before this woman. Instead she would swallow slightly, keep her hands by her sides as she looked back at the woman, keeping a few good feet between them)

Noah didn’t wanna be there anymore, he didn’t deserve to be there. He just wanted to be free, he deserved to have that right.

( Wide but bright eyes would just gaze at the woman once again, trying to find some sort of words that could either help sooth her own mind or at least sooth Dawn. The woman before her had killed her in a matter of seconds. Like many Beth had not seen the tragic ending of her actions before it had happened and maybe it was good it all happened so fast? She couldn’t even remember if she even felt anything once Dawn had shot her. Maybe she did? She just couldn’t remember it or chose not too. All she knew was she was dead in seconds, just gone. She was very much unaware of what had happened after she was taken from the world)

I did do good! (She would cry out softly as she took a few steps forward, her large eyes growing a bit wet and bright with tears. ) Didn’t know what I did was gonna end the way it did but...(A pause on her end) I-I did it. Might notta ended the way I wanted it to but I did it.

I stopped you...

(She would now slowly move back from the woman, just taking a few steps backwards. Her large eyes still bright with tears as she looked back at the woman she had stabbed so quickly and easily. Her soft eyes gazing into the ones of her killer. )

[lerner]

Is that what he told you? ( Even if she might have been right, Dawn wasn’t buying what Beth was saying, or at least didn’t act like it. Sure the kid was a smartass at times but he did what he was told to – what he was supposed to do. No questions asked…usually. ) You act like you knew him so well… ( Compared to the short time Beth was around she hardly considered it enough time to get to know someone, especially making that kind of a statement.

It was hard facing her now after what happened and the volatile relationship they had. Hard to feel sorry for her as she saw the girl’s eyes grow bright with tears – saying she ‘did good’ again. It was enough to make Dawn’s eyebrows draw a bit further together. )

You think the cost was worth it? Getting yourself killed – getting me killed like that?

( Dawn shook her head with those words. She couldn’t stand to hear the girl go on about how she did something good and was ‘stopping’ her. )

You act like you did some kind of good dead. ( a pause. ) Do you think he was worth all of that?

[imadeit]

Does it really matter now? (She would ask the woman softly. Noah had came as a great comfort for Beth when she was alone back at the hospital. She had been so unaware of her surroundings, being held in a place she knew nothing about. She didn’t know what kind of people she was surrounded by but it didn’t take her long to catch on. Noah had been kind to her when he didn’t have too. Gave her information about the knew “home” she had been taken too, warned her about the kind of people that were around her. He even helped her escape, well he had been the one to make it out but he came back, came back for her when he didn’t need too and he brought help. Not just any help but her family. She may not have known him or at least as well as Dawn was going on about but the boy had became her friend. In a way he protected her. Noah could have taken a chance that day and not even have bothered to try and find a way to come to her rescue but he did. He came back and that was pretty damn good in Beth’s book) He came back for me...(She replied softly, her wide eyes falling back along Dawn) Came back for me when he didn’t have too. Noah is good.

(The younger girl watched as the other woman eyed her down. It was a reaction Beth knew she had to expect. She had made a choice, made a choice to stand against this woman and in the end it had gotten her killed, gotten Dawn killed too. She couldn’t really explain why she had done what she did but she had to do something. Dawn wasn’t going to stop, she was never going too. She wasn’t going to let them just walk out of that hospital without a cost and that was something Beth had grown tired of. It wasn’t fair, it wasn’t fair at all. She hadn’t meant for her actions to cause the chain of events that had but it all played out tragically in the end) Didn’t want it to end the way it did and I can’t change that. My actions had consequences, just like yours did. (She would reply as her large eyes would go bright with tears once again)

Whatever it takes, right? (Maybe that had been a stab at the other woman? Beth knew what it had been like back at the hospital. How those officers treated everyone, how Dawn stood back and allowed it to happen. It hadn’t made the situation any safer when some of Dawn’s own people were willing to kill the female officer.

Bright eyes would narrow at Dawn‘s question but Beth Greene would remain strong like she had before. Had it all been worth it? Had the cause and effect of what Beth had done been a good thing in the end, even if it had ended tragically for the poor girl? In Beth‘s mind yes because she had saved Noah, made a stand against the enemy and stopped her. Her small fists would tighten, rest by her sides as she gave a firm nod of her head, eyes still staying bright with tears.)

Yes. Yes I do. It was worth it in the end. Even if it did cost me my own life...(A pause as she glances away slightly) My life to save Noah’s own? It was worth it and it was good.

AHHHH I'M SO LATE FOR THIS BUT BETH ❤

[gotout]

( ‘Oh girl you did not just show up like this…’

Surprised Noah was surprised. It wasn’t the first time he’s seen a version of her around here before but it still wasn’t any easier for him. Girl deserved to get out of there. She didn’t deserve to go out like that, nah not one bit. He’d just stare at her for a moment while shaking his head and trying to hide the guilt and sadness he had. )

You done good, girl…You got her…got her good… ( Noah would try to be strong to say those words to her. Offer comfort to her in some way and try to validate what she did to make it hurt less. )

AWWWW NOAH!!!! <3333 BETTER LATE THAN NEVER <3

[imadeit]

(Beth could promise you she is just as surprised as you are, Noah. Surprised that she was standing here now, not that she really knew where here happened to be but she was very much alive for the time being. She didn’t know how, how she could have came back from that. Bright eyes widen once she hears him, a broken smile tugging along her girlish face. He was still alive, he was still there. Yes, yes she had done good hadn’t she because there he was and he was free.

She couldn’t help but stare back at him for a moment, just happy to see a familiar and friendly face. ) Noah...(She would call to him softly, big eyes only to start watering once again. A soft, broken giggle leaving her lips as he told her that yeah she had done good) I did, didn’t I? (She asked him softly before she bites her lower lip and glances down slightly ) So did you. You done good too. Ya got out, got away. Ya didn’t have to come back for me ya know? Didn’t have too at all but I’m glad ya did. Ya found ‘em, found my family. (She would offer him another broken smile as she fights back even more tears before she takes a little step forward) They’re good people. They’ll take care of ya, promise.

[rick_grimes]

[ Rick is just going to stare at Beth for a while. He was looking right at her but the man’s mind wasn’t sure if what came through those blue eyes were deceiving him. The time hadn’t been all that long since they lost her, since he lost her. He was still blaming himself for what happened. How could he not when he was supposed to protect her. He couldn’t do it, he couldn’t keep his promise. A dirty hand raised a little shakily to place against the bottom of his face, jaw clenching beneath a couple of fingers, lips drawing back as he fought back his emotions. In a moment’s passing Rick finally shook his head in disbelief. ]

…I’m sorry… [ The man’s voice came out of him shakily and just above a whisper. He fought hard to keep back the tears that fought him to come out. He was supposed to be strong and lead, lead them all, and he just couldn’t get past that it wasn’t enough. ]

…I failed you…

[ Wasn’t enough at all. ]

[imadeit]

( Beth could feel her breath suddenly hitch within her chest as her eyes fall gently along the ever so brave, Rick Grimes. It was a face she had been so worried and scared that she would never get to see again. That since she had been taken from him, taken from them all that it would simply end there. She would be set to rest in peace while Rick and the others roamed the broken world trying their best to find shelter and heal their shattered hearts. It was a face she missed ever so greatly and most of all it was a friendly face. One that brought her great comfort even if it did break her bright heart to see the broken man standing only feet from her. Rick had done so much for her, so much for everyone. He had done his damn finest to keep them all safe from the horrors outside. When she was taken from Daryl she had remained as strong as she could, being placed in another horror land and this time very much alone.

Then Rick and the others came for her, came for her and Carol both. They had fought so damn hard to get them both back only to have a very tragic ending. Once he finally spoke Beth felt her eyes grow even heavier with tears as she simply shook her head to disagree with him.)

Ya have nuthin to be sorry for, Rick. (She would tell him softly. Though her soft, girlish like voice is full of her own heartache and guilt)You didn’t fail me! None of ya’ll did. Ya’ll came for me, still kept lookin for me when ya didn’t have to at all. (She would take a few steps closer, just wanting to wrap her tiny arms around the broken one before her but a huge part of her was afraid too. She was afraid that she would want Rick to just hold her and never left go, tell her everything would be alright and take her back to the others. Only he couldn’t.)



My actions were my own, what I did. That’s on me, Rick. Not you, not Daryl. (She would whisper but her voice would break as she glanced down) It’s my doin, my fault. I-I didn’t know what was gonna happen in the end, what she would do to me but I couldn’t just stand there. She was gonna take Noah, maybe hurt ya’ll. I had to stop her...


I’m sorry I failed you.

I had to do it.

[badassing]

( The sound of a loud and chunky clunk resinated slightly through the room. A tall man stood with shoulders falling limp as he’d lost his grip on the weapon he’d been carrying; a crossbow and his signature weapon of choice. He just stood there having the muscles in his upper body go limp and his hand begin to shake slightly.

……fuck.

Enter Daryl Dixon, (squirrel) hunter and protector of “The (Grimes) Family”. There was a long moment of silence before he slowly took a step towards the direction of the girl. His legs felt like lead as getting closer to her was a strained effort for him. Something so damn simple had become a task. The emotions he was having right now scared and overwhelmed him and he had no idea how to face them, how to hide them, or react naturally at this point. The hunter felt a large lump in his throat preventing him from speaking – saying anything at all… He’d force it down swalling as hard as he could.

Daryl wouldn’t get further than the one step he took. He felt the heat in his body rise as warm tears were on the verge of running down his tarnished face. His hand would instinctively clench into a fist trying to force these stupid feelings away. His head turned to the side not able to look her in the eye. It burned, it really did seeing her again and how the hell was this even possible? Either way there was no turning back now. Beth was here, alive and so was he.

g’dammit…

Daryl let would let out a scoff at that. )

Tch…couldn’t fuckin’ protect ya… ( The words shot out of his mouth faster than he could process them. It was a knee-jerk reaction to resort to somewhat crude and abrupt behavior to mask his true emotions when in fact he was damn happy to see her but shit not like this… Not after what happened and what he saw and couldn’t do a damn thing to stop. )

&*^S^S^*&S^&*S^*S& :O ALL MAH FEELS RIGHT NOW!!! *wraps around* <3

[imadeit]

( The sound of the trusted crossbow hitting the floor with a soft clunk was enough to make her bite along her lower lip. Once large and soft eyes fell along the man she had missed so damn much, the man she felt so guilty for leaving behind and now this? How he had seen her last and where she had left him. Again so broken and with a loss of hope now that she was taken from him, this time for good. It wasn’t any sort of surprise that Beth felt herself grow a little dizzy. She took a moment to just stand there herself, bright eyes taking him in for a moment. The last time she had seen him, any of them time had been cruel and yanked her away in a matter of seconds.

She supposed that was very much her doing. How she had been so damn willing to make a stand, try to be brave and in the end it cost her a lot. Cost her young life and the people she loved so very much a damn load of heartache and guilt. How could she even begin to face this man herself? Even though her heart had grown heavy and all she wanted to do was just see him one last time. She had so much she wanted to say, so much she needed to tell him but her own voice had left her. Her own lump forming in her throat as she tried her best to swallow it down. She wanted so desperately to tell him that he had protected her, protected her real good. That he didn’t once fail her, not damn once. She wanted to tell him that she had missed him, missed him greatly and that she knew he would come for her. That she remained strong, kept herself going because like she told him she wasn’t just another damn dead girl.

Only now she was.

It shattered her golden heart to see him like this. So broken and shattered. Something she had caused when once she had been the little light that pulled him from such a darkness. Funny how now she was the one thing that sent him tumbling back into it. She closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the warm tears spill down her delicate face. )

No...(She chocked out, telling herself more than she was him. She had to be strong, she had too. After all Beth Greene didn’t cry anymore, right? She clinched tiny fist by her side, only to bring up a hand and wipe away loose tears with her famous gray sweater before she sniffled and tried her best to regain herself. His voice came rather broken and rough. So it was back to this Daryl now? Hell she didn’t blame him but at least he was here. He was alive and she could only hope the same for the others.

They had to go on. Keep moving)

Don’t...(She told him softly. Taking a small step forward herself before she stopped. Apart of her was very much afraid to go any closer. It wasn’t that she feared Daryl, far from it. She was scared that he would be to real, that she would wrap tiny arms around him and never want to let go. That she could just leave with him, be taken back to the others as if previous events never happened. Oh Beth. Such wishful thinking.)

Don’t you dare blame yourself for any of this, Daryl Dixon.

-clings to!-

[badassing]

( The second he heard her say those words how not to blame himself he felt his head snap back up to look at her. Those words hit on the already unstable emotions inside of him real good. )

Girl how the hell can ya stand ‘er tellin’ me it ain’t my fault? Huh?

( It was enough to bring up the anger that was stirring inside of him. Daryl wasn’t angry at her. Far from it. He was angry with himself and couldn’t take hearing that. Wouldn’t accept it. )

If I ‘adn’t told ya to run off wit’ ‘at damn ‘urt ankle of yers none of ‘is would ‘ave ‘append – None of it!

( It was on him as far as he was concerned. He was the one who was supposed to protect her, keep her safe while they were all separated. )

An' 'ose fuckers wouldn’t ‘ave snatch ya up an’ took ya to 'at damn ‘ospital an' ya would still…

( Dammit he just couldn’t hold back those stupid tears anymore. He felt his face run wet with the hot tears that fell from his eyes staining his dirty face. He’d reach up a hand to wipe them away fast as he could, hard as he could to fight back against them. Was the only thing he could do right now. He couldn’t say it. Couldn’t say ‘she would still be here.’ Hell he didn’t know how or why she was here right now before him but he knew what he saw. He felt the girl ripped right out from under him in a damn instant and he was damn quick to return the favor. Hell he could still feel his finger on the trigger of that gun shooting that woman like she shot Beth. Still heard the sound of both gun shots ringing though his head haunting him. Wouldn’t leave him the hell alone. )

*HOLDS FOREVERS AND EVERS! * 8D

[imadeit]

Cause it ain’t! (She tried to hiss at him but it came out more as a broken, failed cry more than it had anything) Don’t, don’t you dare! (She went at him again, pointing a small finger in his direction as he hissed at her. She wasn’t going to allow him to carry the guilt of his death along his shoulders. She wouldn’t allow it, she couldn’t. That would be beyond selfish of her and she already felt that enough. How he and the others had fought so damn hard to find her, get her back and in those last final seconds of having her, she made a choice.

There was a huge part of her that wondered if maybe Daryl held that against her. If any of them did. She feared that maybe he was angry with her, furious. Thought she was just some stupid girl for doing what she did, getting herself killed like that. Maybe he had that damn right to be? Wasting all that time to find her and then this. Her large eyes just burned with tears even more as she shook her head at him.)

Didn’t know what was gonna happen when I took off. Didn’t wanna leave you...(She would only lower her head once again, swallowing back even more tears and heart ache before she looked up at him again.) I-I just couldn’t fight all those walkers off like ya could. I tried, I did! (She choked out at him. She tried to keep herself strong but she could only fill those stupid weak, hot tears spill down her bruised and cut cheeks. ) But they just kept a comin! I don’t know what happened but it wasn’t yer fault...

(She would take a deep breath and swallow back more tears once again as she glanced back up, again she would take a few more steps forward. God how she just wanted to touch him, hug him and feel him against her. She needed that comfort, needed it desperately. It shattered every damn bit of her already broken heart as she watched those hot tears spill down his worn and dirty face. Tears that only she had caused for doing what she had, causing the story to end as it did but her actions, her choice was something she had to do. If not for the sake of Noah and the group but for herself. Maybe it had been a stupid choice but what was done was done. That didn’t mean it didn’t hurt any less, that she didn’t miss him or the others more than anything else in this broken, hell of a world)

Told ya I’d be gone one day, Daryl Dixon...

LATE AS HELL! /hides in shame!

[badassing]

( He was fuming at himself but he couldn’t bring himself to take it out on poor little Beth. Girl done her best out there and he was the one who up and told her to run with that hurt ankle of her’s. )

…should’a stayed together.

( Daryl’s voice trailed broken to pieces. He couldn’t muster the strength anymore to bring himself to shout, scream and yell like a mad man just to get all these stupid feelings out of him. No, instead he did what he always did. Hold it all in and take it all on himself. The hunter’s head was down and eyes dropped to the floor. Those damn hot tears were rushing up below his eyes just itching to run down his dirty face. )

I jus’ wan’ed ya to be safe…But nah…didn’t work out ‘at way – couldn’t protect ya…

( His hissed lowly clenching a fist just wanting to drive it through something. Nah, wouldn’t even get that. Wasn’t a wall or floor close enough to just go at it with. Just Beth…Poor little Beth standing there and hell, he’d cut his hand off before he ever harmed her. Wasn’t her fault – none of it. He looked up at her words, those very same words that haunted him and would forever haunt him. His bottom lip would quiver ever so slightly as hot tears filled his eyes… )

No…

( He shook his head, bottom lip quivering a bit more as he couldn’t hold back the damn tears and emotion that was swelling inside of him. )

G’dammit girl – NO! ( The hunter continued to shake his head as he began to choke a bit on his words. )

Don’cha dare say ‘at to me again…

( Daryl felt his hands begin to shake as his body felt like rubber. There was a moment he didn’t think he could stand, but he did some how. Voice, mind, and body shaken up. He lifted a shaky hand to point a finger at her. )

Girl ya don’t get to fuckin’ say ‘at to me again!

( He brought his other shakey hand up to forcefully rub out those stupid hot tears that filled his eyes. )

D: *Holds forevers* I'VE MISSED :(

[imadeit]

(She had seen this side to Daryl before. How the great hunter would poison himself with both anger and guilt. The man before her carried so much on his shoulders, in the end it finally caught up to him, broke him. Bits of him shattered when it was just the two of them, how he blamed himself for the loss of her father and now this. The death of her. She couldn’t just stand there and allow all of that darkness to come back, for him to fall back in the place when the group was at their weakest, when they needed him)

....We didn’t know what was out there. The walkers just kept a comin.....

(If her gentle heart wasn’t broken enough, Daryl was doing a fine job of shattering the rest of what pieces were barely hanging on . The sound of that rough voice, how it sounded like nothing but pure heartache and guilt. To even begin to think that the reason he was so broken, so lost was very much her fault, made her large eyes only begin to spill with hot tears all over again. It was a reality she just couldn’t face, didn’t want to face but here it was, just like a harsh slap to her delicate face. She could stand to hear him blame himself anymore, so she quickly stepped forward)

S-s-stop i-i-it! (Her voice had lost her for a moment, getting wrapped within tears as she was finally able to chock out her words) Please.....

(She felt her own little body begin to tremble with her mixture of emotions. Her legs felt like jell-o and she was by far surprised she hadn’t fallen to her knees in her own heartache but she wasn’t that girl anymore. Though her heart was truly broken, she remained strong. Not for herself but for Daryl. None of this was his fault either. He had came for her, all of them had and in the end she had made her own choices and with those she had to pay the price. Accident or not, she was very much gone now. As much as she hated it, as much as Daryl hated it, they both had to let it go.

She didn’t want her death to blind him, shatter him or lead him into his own tragic end. That would be selfish. As much as she wanted him by her side again, the others needed him more than she did at the time. Then she saw his head lift up, bright eyes stained with tears as his lower lip began to quiver. She had went a little far with her words but they were true. She was gone now. Just like she had once said)

Yes.....

(The anger and denial within his voice was enough to make her gasp slightly and jump in surprise. Wincing a little as he screamed at her. That was enough to make big eyes only water again as she watched him, watched as he came closer and pointed his finger at her in a warning. The small girl stood her ground, swallowing hard as she shook her head slightly. She knew the archer would never dare lay a hand on her, that wasn’t Daryl Dixon’s character but that didn’t mean the screaming, the yelling didn’t bother her. Very much like it had that night he had gotten a little to lit with the moonshine. At least this time she had a little experience with his emotions)

This ain’t your fault Daryl...(She whispered to him gently, trying to sooth the broken man with her soft, girlish voice. She then swallowed again, straightened her shoulders. ) What happened back in that hospital was gonna happen. Things happened how they were suppose to be. What happened, happened back there (She pointed her little finger behind her before she brought it back to herself) was my choice. Wasn’t yers, wasn’t Ricks or Carols. Was mine....

Ain’t sayin it wasn’t bullshit but it happened! Happened cause of me, NOT you, Daryl Dixon.

(Her small form was starting to shake all over again, she could feel her knees growing weak as she looked back at him through broken, haunted eyes. She was amazed she was still able to speak because her throat felt so tight, as did her chest. Her body felt so weak, as if she were out of air and couldn’t function anymore. It kind of felt like she were just stone but she was finally able to get control of herself as she took in a deep breath)

Ya can stand there all ya want, scream at me. Go ahead. Tell me how it wasn’t suppose be that way, how I was gonna be fine and with ya’ll. But it ain’t, it ain’t, Daryl. (She gives her a firm shake of her head, ponytail swishing with her movements as she fights back tears of her own. The vision of him only becoming more blurry as she tries to fight against it)

But don’t ya dare. Don’t ya dare stand there and look at me like I’m some stupid little girl cause I did what I did. Don’t ya dare stand there and look at me like some dead girl, Daryl Dixon! I survived back at that hospital, I was strong. (She would straighten her shoulders once again) I saw what those people were a doin. Saw what they were doin to all those sick people, injured people. Saw what she was doin to Noah, figured it all out. She wasn’t gonna let us all leave, I know that now. Couldn’t let her have Noah, I just couldn’t. Sometimes it was hell in that hospital, didn’t know what was gonna happen next but I made it! (She choked out before she moved to place a hand over her heart and looked at him, tears spilling down her gashed cheeks) I made it....

(His last words cut her deep, made her stumble back a bit as she let her own eyes fall along the floor beneath her old cowgirl boots. He was right, she didn’t get to say anything to anymore and that was enough to make her bring a tiny hand up to her face as she just gave in and started crying. )

-HOLDS- MISSED YOU TOO!

[badassing]

( It hurt. It pained him greatly to see her crying like that – that he made her cry. Wasn’t what he wanted to do in the least but it was too late. The words already spewed out from him and he already boarded the emotional roller coaster. The hunter was in for a ride now. He shut his eyes to block those stupid hot tears from falling down his dirty face – leaving visible trails down the sides of his face. His hand clenched tightly at his side not wanting to feel anymore – none of this. Psh, feelings were weak and he wasn’t weak. Nah, wasn’t weak at all… He wouldn’t believe it – couldn’t. )

Tch – dammit… ( Daryl’s voice trailed out from under clenched teeth. Voice was barely audible to himself at this point but he was sure she could hear him – see him – Dammit! His head fell parallel with the floor looking away, far as he could from her. ) Don’t know… ( He’d continue to mutter. )

Ya don’t know ‘ow I chased af’er ‘at damn car when’t sped off wit’cha. Don’t know’a ‘alf of it, or maybe ya did see me runnin’ afta’ya – I don’t know…

( The hunter forced his head back up at her to see her tear-stained face. It burned him so damn much to see her like that. But he didn’t want it to be like this. Didn’t want to hurt her… )

Girl I ain’t gonna stand ’ere ‘an scream a’cha. Don’t wanna do ‘at at all. Don’t wan’cha ta’ be’nother damn dead girl – But ya are! Damn fuckers took ya from me! Took ya ‘way from all of us ‘an now ya gone fer good! ( Daryl felt his voice begin to raise again as those stupid feelings crept back up on him again. Just when he thought he had a shred of control over them… He felt his body tremble slightly as the tears crept back down his face. )

Ain’t no takin’ ‘at back… ( Daryl shook his head in denial. He was speaking the truth but his heart still refuse to believe it. Hurt too damn much to. ) ‘Ever ‘appned in ‘at ‘ospital to ya… ( His head continued to shake. ) …ain’t no takin’ it back… ya made it only’a be taken ‘way again…

It ain’t fuckin’ fair Beth…

SO VERY MUCH :(

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(How could the poor girl not stand there and cry like she was? It wasn’t something she wanted to do either, Beth Greene had sworn she didn’t cry anymore but to see the man before her standing there, tears spilling down those dirty cheeks. It shattered more than just her pure her heart. It shattered her spirit and everything else inside. The fact that she had been the very one to bring him down to such a point, after she had thought she saved him from this kind of thing. She had been his hope and yet she let herself get ripped right from him, all of them. That’s what hurt her the most.

More tears spilled down gashed cheeks as he spoke about how he had chased that damn car, that he had tried his best to track her down and find her before she was fully gone from him. She hadn’t expected anything less, she knew he would come for her. That was typical Daryl Dixon.)

I knew you would come, Daryl Dixon. I did. Didn’t think for once ya wouldn’t....(She replies to him softly as her tiny hand moves up to gently wipe the hot tears from her eyes but she just can’t stop them as she looks away from him. She couldn’t do it, she couldn’t force herself to stand there and watch this strong man break down before her, because of her. Yet another thing that hurt her too damn much. Yet when he called her another dead girl she felt her tiny form flinch and more tears entered her eyes as she slowly looked up at him. Large eyes broken and haunted with her guilt and pain she had about everything)

Guess I am, Mr. Dixon....

(She let her head fall forward, eyes dropping to the floor as she tried to get a least some sort of control over the stupid tears flooding down her girlish face. Only she couldn’t, hell she never could. She thought it best not to tell him about any of the horrors in side good ‘ol Grady Memorial. How all of those poor people were treated, how you paid your dues but you were never going to get the hell out of there. How Dawn had hit her, beat the hell out of her. How that man had tried to rap her and the wished to just let Carol die. No, those were dark secrets the hunter didn’t need to know a thing about. It would only increase his anger. She didn’t want that for him, he was falling into a dark place already. She didn’t want to push him well past his breaking limit.)

I made it....(She would only whisper again as tiny fists gripped along her sides before her hand went up and gently pulled some strays of blood stained hair)

No. What Dawn was a doin to Noah and those people weren’t fair. What she was gonna let ‘appen to Carol wasn’t fair! What ‘appened to me? (She’ll shake her head yet again) People die in this world all the time, Daryl. Some die cause people are cruel, some die on accident and some die cause they have too....

(She finally gets the nerve to move closer to him, needing to just touch him so she can see that he is very much real and there before her. As much as it was going to hurt like hell when she would have to be ripped away from her all over again. She just wanted to touch him again, get the comfort she needed, hell he needed. Her hand reaches out and gently takes her own, wide eyes falling along the spot he had burned himself. The fact that he was doing such things to himself and over her, scared the damn hell out of her.

Softly she would brush her finger over the spot that marked his skin before she would look back up at him again, eyes filled with both worry and determination)

Ya can’t do this to yerself, Daryl. Ya just can’t....(She pleaded with him) Not because of me