Emergency Contact by Carolina-Not-Caroline

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One rainy day while Daryl sat in in his sofa reading a book, that someone he wanted to forget but that he knew would never, will gave him, he received a phone call.

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You’re Gonna Miss Me When I’m Gone by Minxchester

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“You’re gonna miss me so bad when I’m gone, Daryl Dixon.”

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You’re Gonna Stay Broken Forever by sibiix3

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Bethyl, alternate ending to Coda. In which Beth isn’t shot in the head and things turn out different.

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Young and Beautiful by BumbleLellie

Looking over her shoulder she could see his legs, tangled in the sheets from earlier activities and finally resting after months stuck in a perpetual doomsday. They were safe now. She couldn’t miss that sleeping. But her small lips weren’t smiling. She was just restless, an earth-real being trapped in this world. And there was nothing that he could do to save her.

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Them, Him, Her, Us by Tangerine0375

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BETHYL. A set of FIVE short, introspective one shots leading up to a reunion. Different character perspectives on Bethyl. Rated M, because…Dixon mouth mostly.

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We Found Each Other In The Dark by Schwoozie

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After the funeral home, after Gabriel, after everything, Beth’s spent months on her own; enough time to lose herself. When she finally finds her family, it’s up to Daryl to bring her back.

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Worth the Run by bethgreenewarriorprincess

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Beth and Daryl are finally reunited at Terminus, only it isn’t the happily ever after they had both imagined.

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Little Sweet Cigars by texasbelle91

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“Your skin, it smelled of sweat and smoke and little sweet cigars The ceiling, stained with years of troubled hearts and covered scars Your hand, it held my own right through the corridor of cars And led me to the world of wishing wells and shooting stars.”

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Overloaded by Schwoozie

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Merle’s always been one to play to stereotypes; in his mind, cat-calling women is just another day on the job. Daryl’s trained himself to ignore it—at least until a certain blonde walks into his life and refuses to walk back out.