We Belong Together

Chapter 17

Beth looked at herself in the mirror. "I look like a beached whale", she said as Daryl looked at her from their bed. "You look beautiful," he told her. Beth let out an "Ugh" as she rubbed her hands on her huge stomach. "How can you think that? "Because I love you and that's my baby in there." Daryl got up off the bed and crossed the distance to where Beth stood. Coming up behind her he wrapped his arms as tight as he could around her. "You're beautiful because you're mine. Just like this. Your body, your heart. Every part of you." Looking at their reflection in the mirror he kissed her neck, right behind her ear. Beth chuckled to herself. Nine months ago, she never would have guessed in a million years that she would be here, with Daryl, having his baby. As they stood there, the baby started to move inside her, kicking her in her ribs yet again. "Ow! " she said. "Our son is kicking me again," She complained to Daryl. "Our lil' asskicker. That's who he is," and turned her around in his arms. Giving her a tender kiss on the lips, the kiss deepened and soon they were both groping each other. "I can't understand how you want me so much when I look like this," she said. "Stop!" "Just enjoy it. Soon the baby will be here and we won't have much time for this," he said to her. They began to kiss again as Daryl backed Beth up to their bed. Falling on top of the made up bed, being careful not to fall directly on her, Daryl grabbed Beth and pulled her close to him as he undressed her. Within a few moments, her clothes were on the floor as Daryl kissed her skin that had previously been covered. Spreading her legs apart, he gently kissed her between them , slowly leading up to her swollen mound that was waiting for his eager tongue. His skillful tongue grazed lightly over the apex of nerves, drawing lazy circles around and around as Beth sucked in her breath. Her hands were in his dark brown hair, grabbing his head as she grinded against him as if her life depended on it. "Oh, Daryl...I'm so close....don't stop, please, don't stop," she moaned. Beth let out a moan as she came all over Daryl's face. As she came down off her orgasmic high, he pulled her towards him as he motioned for her to get on her hands and knees. This was the only position, other than her being on top, that was comfortable to Beth right now. Beth got up on all fours as he positioned himself behind her. Her slit was dripping wet, a combination of his saliva and her natural lubricant. Unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants to release his swollen shaft, he pulled his jeans off and threw them on the floor beside her clothes. His cock twitched as he lined himself up with her entrance. With just one slight thrust, he was inside her and he began to move slowly. One arm wrapped around her swollen belly until he reached where they were connected. His hand began to rub her clit as he slid in and out of her. His grunts and groans converging into a chorus along with her soft moans. Daryl was in heaven. Nothing on earth felt as good as being inside of her right now. As he continued his thrusts, he began to feel himself nearing the edge of the cliff. Just as she climaxed he let himself go, releasing gobs of white cream inside her core. They both held each other as their breathing returned to normal, Beth laying on her side, with her belly resting on Daryl. "I think we made him mad," Beth said, feeling the baby doing somersaults inside. Daryl put his hand on her belly and felt his son kick his hand. "I reckon so...he's an active thing today," he said as he smiled at her. "Maybe I'll go into labor soon," she said. "Well, that's what you want, right?" he asked her. "At least that's what you keep telling me as the reason why you want to do it all the time," he said cocking an eyebrow up. "Well...not the only reason," she said with a mischievous grin as they laid there for a few minutes before they had to get up and begin their day. 

Daryl was at the bar, waiting for his food. He had told the guys that he was heading out for lunch 45 minutes ago and was eager to get back instead of waiting here at this restaurant. He still had a couple oil changes and an engine replacement to work on. Time was money. As he waited, he heard an all too familiar voice behind him. "So redneck, you run out on Beth yet?" Daryl turned around and met Zach's gaze. "She ain't with you little boy," Daryl said. "That's ok, she'll see what a fuck up you are after that baby is born, then you'll go running for the hills and she'll be mine." Daryl gave a nasty look to the kid behind him. He knew what he was trying to do. Zach was trying to provoke him into a reaction. "Ain't got time for this shit today. Best just leave me be." Daryl said. "Beth should be with me instead. You can't do nothing for her, except knock her up. That's ok. You'll be gone soon enough and then I'll be the father of the next one." Daryl turned and got right up in the snotty kid's face. "You touch her and I'll fucking beat your ass into the ground. You hear me?" Daryl growled. "You can't stop me, redneck. I'll have her soon enough," Zach said. As Daryl tried to turn back to the bar to get his food, someone walked by Zach and pushed him, sending Zach off balance and into Daryl's back. "Hey, get off of me," Daryl said and turned back push Zach off of him. As soon as Daryl's hand touched Zach's chest , Zach threw a punch at Daryl hitting him in the right cheek. Daryl threw a punch back at Zach, his fist landing on Zach's jaw. The force of the punch knocked Zach on his back and Daryl was about to throw another punch when the manager came out. "You men need to leave," the Manager said as Daryl grabbed his food and walked out the door.  

Beth and Daryl were on the couch watching a movie that Daryl had picked out. It was an action packed movie which wasn't her favorite, but when she was with Daryl, they could watch C-Span and it would be just fine with her. Just as long as she was close to him. Suddenly the phone rang and Beth tried to get up to answer it. With her approaching her due date, it was increasingly difficult for her get up off the couch, let alone move anywhere and with any great speed. "I'll get it, babe" Daryl said as he got up and patted her back before crossing the room to get the phone. "Hello", he answered. "Daryl, I need to talk to Beth. Is she there?" Maggie's voice sounded nervous on the other end. "Yeah, she's right here. Hang on", Daryl said as he handed Beth the phone. "It's Maggie", Daryl whispered as Beth took the phone. "Maggie, what are you calling me for, I thought that that baby of yours never lets you talk anymore...", Beth started to say to her sister. "Beth, this isn't a social call. I wanted to let you know they found Zach at the house. He's dead." Beth almost dropped the phone. "What? Wait, Maggie what happened?" "Glenn said he drove by the house and there was a whole bunch of cop cars there. Zach's sister came by because they were going to have dinner and she found him on the floor. He had been shot with his own gun." Beth couldn't believe what she was hearing. Zach? Dead! She never expected that. "I got to go. The baby's crying but Beth, they found something else in the house. " "What...what did they find?" Beth asked her sister. "Daryl's rag from the shop." Beth's mouth dropped open a little as she looked at the man sitting next to her on the couch. No, it couldn't be. Her mind raced. That couldn't be possible. "Bye, Maggie", she said and pressed the end button on the phone. Just as she was about to say something to Daryl, there was a knock at the door. Daryl got up to answer it saying "It's like grand central station here all of a sudden." He opened the door and found a Sherriff's deputy standing there facing him. "Daryl Dixon?" the deputy asked. Daryl nodded. "You'll need to come with me. We have a warrant for your arrest," he said as he pushed his way inside.