Here it is! My new baby ;)

I'm super excited about this story and I hope you are too! I just wanted to let you know, I am still taking suggestions for what you guys would like to see, no matter how large or small. I really want to make this an enjoyable story for the readers.

I also wanted to say that I am doing this off of memory, so things may not be exactly like the tv show even when it comes to canon parts. You have been warned.

This chapter is super short but the next ones will be longer.

To say that Daryl was excited to arrive on this godforsaken farm would be a flat out lie. Of course it would be nice to have a real base, so they could start taking this search for Sophia seriously. But they didn't know these people, and frankly, Daryl didn't want to. It's not like anyone was going to be crowning him Mr. Popularity.

He rode on Merle's Triumph, leading the small procession of vehicles up to the main house. He shut off the bike as everyone came out for greetings. Daryl chose to look around while Dale questioned Rick and Lori about their kid. He saw what must be the survivors who lived here, they were currently staring at him and the other new arrivals.

He heard Lori say something about Hershel and his people. Daryl assumed the old man with white hair was Hershel. He looked around at the others and saw a distraught looking older woman with curly blonde hair, a serious looking brunette, and a fresh faced boy. Daryl was unimpressed, but he did wonder how they could have made it so long.

He was about to turn his attention back to his own group when he felt someone watching him. He turned his head slightly and his eyes locked with hers. The blue depths belonged to a tiny young blonde girl looking at him curiously. She had a small smile on her face and her cheeks seemed to tinge red when she noticed he was staring back. Daryl shot her a glare before ripping his attention away from her, remembering there were more important things to be focusing on instead of some googly eyed teenage girl.

Apparently a man named Otis had died trying to get supplies for Carl's surgery, which is why the entire population of the farm was gathered around a false grave listening to Hershel read from his bible. When the older woman, named Patricia, asked Shane to share Otis' last moments, Daryl knew the son of a bitch was lying through his teeth. He saw the young girl shift slightly away from Shane, making Daryl think she might be smarter than she looks.

After the so called burial, everyone scattered to set up camp before coming up with a plan for searching for Sophia, making Daryl feel even more annoyed than normal. He had just finished setting up his worn out tent when he heard a throat clear behind him. He spun around, wondering how the person had gotten the jump on him. Once again he was face to face with the girl.

"Hi!" The blonde bubbled, making Daryl nearly snarl at her. He wasn't in the mood for bubbly these days.

He squinted his eyes at her, trying to give off an intimidating vibe, hoping it'd just make her shut up and go away. He was sadly surprised when she didn't. Instead, she smiled and stuck her hand out to shake his, but Daryl immediately took a step back. Her smile faltered and she lowered her hand, but still did not leave.

"I'm Beth...Beth Greene." She was silent for a moment, probably waiting for him to respond with his own introduction. When he did not, she just continued. "I just wanted to come welcome you. You can come find me if you ever need anything!" She once again tried to smile, hoping that he would seek her out and not her father considering both he and Jimmy specifically asked her not to be friendly with the newcomers.

Daryl just glared at her, but on the inside he was confused. He didn't know this girl at all and here she was acting like the goddamn welcoming committee. She opened her mouth to speak again. "So where-"

Daryl cut her off before she could finish her question. "Listen up doe eyes, I don't need no fuckin' welcome wagon comin' up to bother me all the time. I don't plan on bein' here that long so why don't you just leave me the fuck alone?" His voice had risen to an above acceptable level but he had apparently gotten his point across because Beth's face completely fell. She could only seem to nod before turning around to quickly walk back towards the house. Daryl just shook his head at her before turning back to finish unpacking his shit.

Soon, a small group gathered around a county map, studying it to try and figure out the best way to map out a search for Sophia. Beth had been looking for Maggie and walked out to find her gathered around with a few of the others. She started to walk towards her sister when Daryl looked up at her, seeing her coming towards them. Under the scrutiny of his stare, Beth quickly ditched the idea of Maggie and turned right around to go in the opposite direction.

If Daryl were a better man, he might have felt bad, but he didn't really care. After all, he wasn't here to make friends.

Thank you to my wonderful beta, Riain!

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