A Bethyl fic set in an alternate universe where the zombie apocalypse doesn’t happen. Pretty fluffy with a little drama thrown in to keep things interesting.
Daryl has escaped Terminus with all the others, except there’s one thing still clearly missing, one thing that he needs to find before he can agree to some foolish mission to Washington. Beth needs to get out of Grady Memorial, but she isn’t any dead girl anymore, she isn’t waiting for anyone to come and rescue her. Together they will make a journey home. But where is home?
So, it’s the zombie apocalypse and yes, everything’s going to shit, but she’s also so fucking horny and something has to be done about it.
Not exactly sure where this one is going to head but. . .
Daryl and Beth can’t be together. That’s just not how things work in small-town Georgia. A young lady from a well-known family didn’t just hook up with someone like Daryl. Didn’t ‘hook-up’ at all. But everyone has their secrets.
“So, I guess this means we’re in an alliance together,” Beth beams up at him. “Guess so,” he shrugs as they start to walk back to where their camp is being set up, making sure they pick up sticks along the way so everyone else will think they were just off, looking for firewood.
Ten years ago Daryl had sworn himself that he won’t ever come back, that he won’t ever take a foot in his hometown again for the rest of his life. But now he still found himself on the highway, which was leading to the city he never ever wanted to go back again…
Daryl’s dream was to build a cabin in the woods where he can do all the things he loves and be by himself and Michonne was gonna help him get there. But House Hunters Georgia was not part of that plan and Daryl Dixon does not want to be on TV! And then a beautiful blonde real estate agent comes along and changes his mind.