War Of The Damned - (Daryl & Beth) - The Walking Dead

7. A Place Only The Lost Will Find

7. A PLACE ONLY THE LOST WILL FIND

| BETH |

I dreamed about him again last night. We weren't running like we are now. I don't think we were doing anything. We were just being. Breathing. We were together. I think it has something to do with the picture he gave me last night. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I didn't. I chickened out. Anyway, Daryl said we have to leave this place. So we did. We buried Sasha and then we left. Neither one of us know where we're going exactly, but we're just going. I'm writing this down because it may be my last chance to. I have another wish. And that wish is to see my sister again.

We found the tracks. Train tracks to be precise. Daryl said it was better to stay on them, that we might find another place to stay some where up the line. And I trust him. Tyreese hasn't spoken much since we put Sasha in the ground, but that was to be expected. Glenn was, as usual being very quiet. I guess he was thinking about Maggie and the only time he spoke was to tell Daryl about the train tracks.

So here we are. And here I am, with Judith in my arms and Daryl at my side. I was smiling, though I had so little to smile about. Daddy was gone. Rick and Carl were gone. Maggie was gone. No. Daryl had promised Glenn that we'd find her and I believe him. I believe him because there's nothing much else to believe in these days, and Daryl was yet to break one of his promises. It only caused me to wonder what he'd done before all of this? And I realized just how little I knew about Daryl Dixon.

I liked his name, I knew that much. Also I liked his hair, how could I not when it seemed to fall in all the right places, like ebony on flawless skin and it brought out his eyes. He probably never knew it but he had real pretty eyes. No wait 'pretty' was way too feminine to describe them. Daryl's eyes were....capturing. You knew whenever he looked at you he did so with intent and whenever a man like him spoke, he had something important to say. He would never be the kind of man of many words but that did not mean that Daryl was stupid.

If anything the hunter was the opposite. He was a provider and a protector and a gatherer and someone who knew the tune to my favorite gospel, so it seemed. I shot him a startled look, mostly due to the fact that I hadn't heard the tune in a long time and also out of surprise because Daryl Dixon actually had a nice sounding voice. He was only humming and sometimes he'd miss a beat, but it didn't matter. Before long I was humming along with him and Judith was smiling, no doubt enjoying the show.

We hummed together, not saying a single word, until the sun started to dip beneath the tips of the trees and Daryl decided we needed to find some place safe for the children to stay overnight. We would continue down the tracks after sunrise. Unsurprisingly there was no complaints from Glenn or Tyreese. Wordlessly everyone followed Daryl back through the forest and into the unknown.

We were walking for ages before Mika spotted the thin wires of a fence amongst the forestry, almost concealed behind thick grape bushes. Daryl looked at me quickly - and I don't know what the look meant - then he was moving forward with Tyreese and Glenn to inspect the find. The children and I shadowed the men, making sure not to get too close but also not to lag behind incase I lost sight of them. I wasn't a hunter like Daryl. I couldn't track them even if they were only a couple of miles ahead of me.

So we stayed close. The fence wire turned out to be on the grounds of a farmhouse. It wasn't anything like the big house I grew up in but to me it looked like heaven. Daryl this time didn't bother to give any instructions, Tyreese and Glenn helped him inspect the home inside and out while I waited outside with the children. I watched Lizzie closely, she was changing and I might even go as far to think that she was dangerous and not in a good way.

Daryl came out through the front door wearing a smirk that I hadn't seen before. I noticed how he scanned the children, almost as if he was counting to make sure every one was here, and he was also watching me too. I went inside, mindful of Daryl following closely behind and that his eyes burned into my back.