Never Had A Dream Come True

My Dream Come True

Still holding her breath she saw a softness in his eyes and when he took her hand and placed it against his chest she could feel his erratic heartbeat which was almost in perfect unison with her's. This finally satisfied her that perhaps he really did feel that connection that she had thought so one-sided before. She felt like she was in a dream and any minute she would wake up and the real nightmare world would come flooding back.

Her hand lingered on the ridge of his muscular chest as she gave him a soft smile a soft warmth spread through her and it was definably not from the fire "So I am not crazy? I have felt something special between us but I thought I was crazy" she bit down on her lower lip nervously.

She had never been intimate with anyone before...well before the men at the church. Even with Jimmy and Zack they had never taken it further than a heavy petting session yet with Daryl she felt this 'hunger' for him, she wanted to feel his hands on her bare skin, feel his kisses, feel the warmth of his body molded against her's. She was scared but excited at the same time which was so foreign to her.

Beth lowered her eyes slightly as she took a deep breath and composed herself slightly. Tilting her head slightly again as she struggled with her raging emotions. She had lost so much since this all started and even lost him once she now knew that she would not survive if she lost him again...he was the air she breathed. Her blue eyes searching his again she whispered "Please promise you will never leave me...I couldn't bare it".

Daryl still had no idea what to say and he also had a problem with getting his head around what actually was happening right now. The days since the prison had been blown to pieces were the most crazy days of his life and they had led to this. But what was this?

Beth was standing in front of him, happiness radiating off her like heat. He realized that she was happy because of him but he had a problem with really 'grasping' it. If you'd try to describe Daryl Dixon’s life in a few words it'd be probably 'devoid of love'. Only after the apocalypse, within Rick's group, he had been respected and liked and he had gotten a first glimpse of what could be.

And now there was Beth.

She knew him. She had looked right through him onto the bottom of his soul and yet, she was standing here, offering her heart to him, despite what she had seen about him. And it was not just anyone, this was Beth. She had pulled him out of the darkest place he ever had been in his whole life, she had filled him with hope again, she had taught him that the world still could be a beautiful place and she was just overall wonderful and beautiful.

Everything he felt right now was so new to him and it came crashing down on him without him being able to process it properly The only thing he definitely knew was that he felt good. For the first time in maybe ever he felt really, really good. He was filled with a warmth that didn't came from the fire that was burning next to them but from somewhere within him. He felt as if his heart was about to burst from his chest out of pure happiness. He wanted to smile and to cry at the same time. He wanted to freeze this moment and memorize it forever. Because he knew that the world they were living in was hostile and dangerous. He knew that they could be dead by tomorrow and maybe they wouldn't have much time together. But this was so worth it.

And more than anything he wanted to kiss her again.

„Please promise you will never leave me...I couldn't bare it", she whispered and he placed his hands against her warm and soft cheeks and rested his forehead against hers. For a few moments he only enjoyed this peaceful closeness between them before he opened his eyes again and pulled his head back a little so he could look her into the eyes.