So yeah, I am starting yet ANOTHER fic but I just had to when this idea came to me. Characters will be OOC but that's okay because its AU.

I hope you guys enjoy it, let me know what you think and if I should continue!

The first day of a new job was always a nerve wracking experience, especially for someone like Daryl. He wasn't what most people would describe as a people person, but luckily that personality trait wasn't necessary for this line of work. He was going to be a security guard for some porn studio on weekends to try and make some extra money. His job as a mechanic was Monday through Friday and to be frank, the compensation was shit. Even working forty hours a week, he was barely scraping by. It's not as if he lived a lavish lifestyle either. Most dinners consisted of meat he hunted or ramen noodles from the convenience store down the street from his residence. The studio apartment he lived in was a dump, with the thirty year old appliances always breaking, paint peeling off the walls, and carpet so nasty that Daryl refused to even walk around barefoot inside.

Pulling his motorcycle up to a plain looking building, he doubled checked the address written on his hand. Discovering he was indeed in the right place, he parked and made his way inside the unmarked door. The front room was tiny, with a couple chairs and a desk covered with little monitors. Sitting at the desk was a tan guy around Daryl's age in jeans and a black t-shirt that read 'security' on it in white block letters. The man looked up and saw Daryl walk inside. "You Merle's brother?" Merle had been the one to hook him up with the job, one of his buddies was looking for another guy and he volunteered Daryl.

"Yeah, uh, Daryl. I'm lookin' for Max?"

The man stood up, and reached his hand out for Daryl to shake. "That's me. Nice to meet you, Daryl." Daryl nodded and shook his hand. "Listen, I know it's your first day and all but they needed my help with something upstairs but someone's gotta be here at all times. Mind manning the station for me for a little while?"

Daryl raised his eyebrows. So much for orientation. "Yeah, sure."

Max nodded. "Awesome. Okay, so basically all you need to know is no one gets in without a badge." He gestured to his own badge hanging on his chest. "You wouldn't believe some of the perverts that try to get in here, man." Daryl could imagine. "Sometimes some of the girls try to sneak their kids in when they can't find a sitter but same goes for them. No one under eighteen allowed."

"Sounds pretty easy."

"Yeah it is, so don't fuck it up." Max laughed while Daryl remained stone faced. "Um okay, yeah, I'll be back for you soon and then we can go over everything."

Left alone in the small room, Daryl took a seat in the uncomfortable chair behind the desk. All of the little monitors were apparently hooked up to the security cameras and he was pretty shocked, momentarily forgetting where he actually was, when his eyes roamed over one of the pictures and could see one of the films being shot in what looked to be a fake classroom. The 'teacher' had the schoolgirl across his lap with her skirt hiked up, currently smacking his hand against her bare ass. He averted his gaze quickly, realizing this would take some getting used to. Too bad they did random drug tests, because this would have been the perfect job or Merle.

Trying to avoid the video feeds, Daryl glanced around the room again. Even though he had more time to study it now, he noticed that he didn't miss anything with his first sweep of the room, still empty and plain, which he was fine with.

Thirty minutes later, Max no where to be found, Daryl was leaning back in his chair with his feet up on the desk. Most of his time had literally been spent twiddling his thumbs. If this was what every shift was going to be like then he decided he should stop by the library or something to pick up a book to read. Books weren't normally his thing, but definitely better than just sitting here staring at the ceiling.

The front door opening made Daryl scramble to get his feet down. Looking towards the entrance, he saw what had to be the prettiest girl he had ever seen. She had long blonde hair that was slightly curled, her eyes were big and blue, her skin was like porcelain and she was a tiny little thing. She looked like she could be sixteen, which made Daryl feel like a dirty old man for mentally checking her out. No one under eighteen allowed. He could hear Max's voice in his head. Just to be sure, Daryl glanced down at her torso. Yep, no badge in sight.

"Woah, hey!" The girl had been trying to make her way to the back without even glancing Daryl's way.

Beth was running so very late. She had already had a long morning. She woke up to find her four year old son, Jackson, was sick with a fever and she spent most of the first hour of being awake cleaning up vomit. Instead of taking him to his regular sitter, Carol, Beth had to find someone to come watch him last minute so he didn't get Carol's daughter, Sophia, sick. By the time she had found someone to come watch him, she was late.

Getting out of her crappy sedan, she quickly grabbed up her purse and ran to the entrance. Trying to hurry to the back, Beth didn't even notice the new security guard working in the front. He yelled at her to stop and she turned towards him, irritated that she was now going to be even more late. "What?" Her voice came out harsh. Getting a good look at him now standing up, she saw that the man was gorgeous. He had blue eyes, messy brown hair, defined cheekbones, and mother of god...those shoulders.

"You can't go back there." His rough voice and sexy accent mixed with his good looks still did nothing to curb Beth's annoyance.

"What the hell do you mean?" A curl fell into her line of vision and she blew out a breath to get it out of her face.

"You don't have a badge, and you don't really look like you're old enough to be here."

Beth groaned, knowing very well that she had forgotten her badge at home. It was currently sitting on her kitchen counter. She mentally shook her head, realizing that wasn't the main problem here. "Wait, what?" The man just raised his eyebrows at her, clearly not planning on repeating himself. "I'm twenty one! I work here!"

His eyes widened, feeling like a total ass. It really wasn't the best first encounter. "Shit, sorry. But the badge..."

"Yeah, I left it at home. Sorry, won't happen again." As much as she tried to avoid it, there was still a hint of sarcasm in her tone. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm now even later!"

Without another look at him, she hurried off to go change and get her makeup done, knowing she would definitely be chewed out. What a fantastic start to her day.

The fiesty blonde woman left Daryl feeling like he was an idiot. What a fantastic 'start' to his day. He sighed deeply and sat back down in his chair, rubbing his hands over his face.

"Rough start?" Daryl looked over to Max, who was now back apparently.

"Nah, everythin' is good."

Max laughed at him. "Sure, man." He nodded with his head towards the back. "Wanna grab some lunch with me?"

Daryl nodded in response, standing up once again. Max yelled to someone in one of the offices near by for someone named Tyreese to cover the front while they were away. He followed Max to what appeared to be a break room with a table, chairs, and a small fridge. Max grabbed his lunch out of the box and sat down at the table. Daryl sat down across from him empty handed, the lack of money meaning he rarely ever ate lunch. Max must have noticed this as he offered up some of his own, but Daryl declined.

They talked through lunch, random shit mostly, and Max went over some more of what the job entailed. Daryl could tell it was fairly straight forward, and like he suspected, it involved a lot of sitting around.

When Max was finished eating, he offered to take Daryl on a tour of the building. Max explained that there wasn't much to see, a few offices, some rooms stocked with different outfits, a couple make up stations, and then there were the sets. Max told him how the sets were always changing, depending on what kind of film they were shooting, and that it was crazy how some of the crew could transform a room.

They were on their way back to the front when Max was called into a room. Daryl followed behind him and Max gave him the signal to be quiet as they were currently filming something inside.

Entering the room which was more like a big garage, Daryl was hit with the image of the young girl from earlier, except now she looked incredibly different. Her tight denim jeans and plain t-shirt had been replaced with nothing more than a pair of fishnet thigh high stockings, and studded high heels. Her face was transformed as well, red staining her lips and thick black lines framed her eyes. Probably the most shocking thing about the image was that she was currently bent over the hood of a car, some pretty boy in a fake mechanic coveralls thrusting into her from behind as she obviously faked the moans coming out of her mouth. If he wasn't so embarrassed by what he was seeing, he definitely would have been turned on. It was like his own secret fantasy coming true, except in his mind, he would be in his own coveralls and those moans coming out of her would be real. Oh, and instead of some shitty sports car, it would be an American classic that she would be on top of.

Max's whispers interrupted his shameful thoughts. "Like what ya see?"

"Huh? No...I mean, well...she's alright."

Max once again chuckled at Daryl's expense. "That's Beth. She's a real fan favorite." Daryl just nodded, not really sure of what to say. "In security language, that means some of those weirdos I told you about earlier stop by to try and say hi to her." Daryl felt a rush of anger through his veins, thinking about some pervert basically stalking her. His thoughts must have shown on his face because Max spoke up once again. "Exactly. So we usually try to make sure they get to their cars okay. Always escort them out when it's after dark." Daryl nodded, taking in the information.

"Now come on, let's get back up to the front before Tyreese get's all pissy with me."

Daryl was thankful to be getting out of that room, and he let out a breath of air that he didn't even know that he was holding. Max smiled at him and patted a hand down on Daryl's back, making him flinch. "Welcome to Sinful Pictures. You're gonna love it here!" He squeezed his shoulder before releasing him.

The rest of the day went pretty smoothly, despite his first encounter with the woman named Beth, and then seeing her actually shooting a porno. That mental picture would probably be forever ingrained in his mind. Max was an alright guy, pretty chatty but didn't seem to mind that Daryl wasn't much of a conversationalist. Tyreese, the other guard, was also not so bad. He might have actually liked him better than Max because he didn't seem to mind the silence.

Daryl made it home just in time for a healthy dinner consisting of Cup of Noodles and a glass of tap water. As he was eating the sodium packed soup, he couldn't help but think that it was one hell of a first day.

Well, there's chapter one! I hope you all enjoyed. Please let me know if you did so I know if I should continue or not. :)