Beth, and Merle, and what comes after.
She'd been wrong where it mattered, in the end. [Coda to 5x08]
In which Stone is an idiot and Eve is inconvenienced.
"An end is coming, Colonel, and trust me; if you do not learn how to fight the war, instead of just winning the battles? None of us will survive."
She dreams of dying. [coda to And the Loom of Fate]
They don't know shit about Noah. [5x08 fix-it fic]
She thinks she might be dead. [5x08 fix-it fic]
Sam doesn't notice it right away. He probably should have.
A tiny part of Beth wants to stop, wants to sink to her knees and gather the bodies up in her arms and stay here, by the railroad tracks, until there's nothing left but sun bleached bones and wind torn scraps of clothes, but she knows Daryl won't let her. [50 sentences, one pairing. Daryl/Beth].
"I gave my word," Sherlock says, as if that explains it all, and perhaps it does.