Title: If You Only Knew

Drabble of what Daryl was thinking before he and Beth walked away from the moonshine shack.

I know it's been awhile since this happened, but it just wouldn't let me not do it. Also, I'm a huge Michonne/Rick shipper so I might do a PWP one-shot of them. Enjoy!

"The only thing that I still believe in is you, if you only knew…" Shinedown – If You Only Knew

"What?"

Daryl raised an eyebrow as he realized Beth was talking to him. "Whatchoo mean what?" he asked, dropping his arm and middle finger.

He tilted his head as he watched the corner of her mouth lift. "You're staring at me funny."

Daryl bit his lip, his face flushing slightly as he shrugged. He didn't know what to say because he had been staring. He couldn't help it. Her face expressed every emotion she felt, even when she tried to be a hard ass, telling him she never cried anymore. Her delicate, impish face had told him the truth then and it was doing the same now. She was that open book he suddenly realized he could reread over and over, yet he'd still find something new. She was everything this world didn't deserve, but here she was, with him, non-verbally telling his past to fuck off.

He would never forget this night and he wanted to cherish this moment longer, but when her shoulders stiffened and she inhaled sharply, he knew that Walkers were close, destroying moments, and life. Turning his head he noticed the scavengers limping towards the warmth of the fire.

He tugged at her arm, pulling her towards the shelter of the forest. When she turned, he placed a hand carefully against her lower back, nudging her towards the front. He adjusted his crossbow on his shoulder and let the smile he'd been holding in spread across his face now that she wasn't looking anymore.

It was going to be a long, cold night, but it had been worth it.