Holding on to nothing.

DARYLS POV.

The sound of a gun shot rung in my ear. I saw Beth fall to ground. Blood all around her. Without thinking I raised my gun, and pulled the trigger. Dawn Fell. I don't remember what happened after that. All I know, is picking up, The little blonde woman in my arms. The tears stung my eyes. The love of my life, lay limp, Dead, in my arms. I held her a little closer, as I walked out of the dreadful building. I tried my hardest to keep the tears in. But, when I looked down at her face. Her beautiful face. Even with, the scraps and bruises. I felt a single, cold tear, roll down my face. I look up, to see Maggie. She was on the ground, Glenn holding her back. I could see her screaming, crying, but I couldn't hear.

Abraham, Rosita, And Tara, with looks of horror on their faces.

Then it hit me, the screams, the Cry's.

I lied Beth down on the hard, Gray, and red with blood, concrete. Maggie ran to her. Her face was wet with tears. She kneeled down next to her. She started petting her hair, and face. When her hand, ran over to bullet wound. She lost it again. Glenn had to drag her away.

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Time skip.

I Sat on the cold, dirt covered ground. I stare down at Beth's Icy white face. The group agreed on burying her. But I, asked to say a last good bye.

"Beth, oh my beautiful, amazing, Beth. You were the one that believe in me. The only one. You brought me joy and happiness, in those days we spent together, after to prison fire...." I sighed. The tears starting to build. "I love you... I love you Beth." I stood up, looked at her. And walked back to the group.

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I watched as the dirt hit her body. We buried her today. I couldn't move a lot, the grief over taking me.

Carol asked me everyday if I was okay. I would nod and reply with a simple. "Yeah..." Then walk away.

Rick walked up to me. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

"You have to pull it together man. Its not good. Not for you, the group... Do it for Beth, she wouldn't want this." I sighed. And looked at the cross that marked Her grave. I stood up. "Your right. I'll try, for her." I took a quick glance at the tomb. And walked away. Beth's smile, burning in my mind.

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No ones pov.

Beth smiled down at him. He was doing good. It had been seven weeks since she had passed. Two weeks, from when he agreed to try to get better. She felt her heart swell with pride. She felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned and saw a man, with a white beard. He remained her of Santa Clause. It was her father. He smiled at her. She smiled back. He put his hand out, and she took, and together, they walked toward the rest of the group, that had passed. To Bob, To Lori, to Andrea, To family.

Authors note: oh my gosh! I can't believe they killed her off. I'm so freaking heart broken. My little Bethyl heart... Beth was an amazing character, She made you laugh and smile. She was simply amazing. You will be missed Beth Greene/ Emily Kinney.

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