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Fortnight by MistressHeroine

“Beth! You’re home!”  Beth slowly turns in disbelief and has to force herself to breathe as she sets eyes on him. The need to throw herself headlong into his arms is all-consuming. The memory of who he is suddenly snaps into place. Daryl. Her Daryl.  “Happy to see ya, Greene,” Daryl says with a broad smile.  Greene. He still calls her Greene. Not Mrs. Richards. She’s still Beth Greene to him, and she’s sure that’s supposed to mean something, but she can’t think of why. Greene. The sound of it sends sparks through her veins as he strides up the driveway, offering a courtesy glance up to Jimmy on the porch behind her before he’s tugging her into his arms. Beth’s eyes slam shut as she melts against him, his strong arms holding her so delicately as she feels him smile against her hair. He still smells like she remembers - like Georgia Pine, fresh water, motor oil and the faint remnants of whatever cologne or soap he uses. There’s no dirt and grime lingering underneath, just Daryl in his purest form and it makes her feel high, more alive than any of the drugs they’ve been giving her at the hospital. She pulls away to look at him properly and he keeps hold of one of her hands, their fingers lightly clasped together as he smiles down at her. “What are you… Daryl? I can’t believe you’re here.” Beth studies him, feeling like she’s known him a lifetime and for twenty seconds all at once.  “What? Ya didn’ think I was gonna sit on my ass at home knowin’ my best friend was comin’ home today, did ya?” He chuckles, grabbing her shoulders and squeezing gently before he slings his arm around her shoulder and begins to walk them towards the house. “Besides, I live next door. That’d make me a real dick, don’t ya think.”  “Sorry, I just… things are all a bit hazy still,” Beth apologises as they fall into step with each other. She fists her hand into the shirt at his back, needing to feel grounded by him.  “Don’t do that, ya got nothin’ to be sorry for. I’s just teasin’. Did you get the flowers? Leah wanted to send roses but I thought you’d like the wildflowers more. Maggie helped pick out your favourites,” Daryl says, and she smiles at the little blush that creeps in high on his cheeks.  “I did. I shoulda known they were from you,” Beth says, unsure of where the familiarity between them has come from, but it feels so good.

Here it is, the first story inspired by TTPD. I hope you all love it, this was one of those stories that just begged to be written.

But more than that, I started really missing my chat peeps. The friendships I made. Holy shit, do I miss you all.

BETHYL FanFiction Love at the Solo Café Daryl Dixon and Beth Greene AU

New Chapter: It's not like him to whisper affectionate words that way, or any way, but what he said is true and he wants her to know it. Bethyl Love

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Norman Reedus x Emily Kinney a.k.a. Normily will always melt my heart. ❣️

Beth Greene x Daryl Dixon a.k.a. Bethyl will always have my heart. ❤️

The Walking Dead broke my heart. 💔

The BETHYL FANDOM healed my heart. ❤️‍🩹

I posted a new Bethyl Fic. Yay, me!!

Summary: Everyone has a Waxahachie and sometimes it's not a place, but a person. **Bethyl**

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14074485/1/Waxahachie

No, it wouldn't. We've proven many times over that her wound was EXTREMELY survivable. There are actually quite a few ways they could go medically for why/how she survived. It's just a matter of which one they go with.

Even in real life, there have been many people with injuries similar to her that walk away without many side effects.

Getting shot in the brain (or any kind of traumatic injury) can put the body into shock, but it doesn't usually cause death UNLESS the cerebral artery is nicked and the person bleeds out. Clearly that was not the case with Beth because there would have been 10-20x as much blood. As I said, plenty of people in real life have sustained similar brain injuries and, because they didn't have arteries hit that bled out, they walked away with very few or even zero side effects.

im like: oh god they should have this in the show but scott and angela kill her and he is alone fuuuck and cry or if it's sad i'll cry too