A/N: A lot of people have asked for a sequel to "Sometimes Love Isn't Enough." It's one of my favorite stories and I always intended to return to it. I have been thinking of how to do it and for now I think I'm just going to wing it. This could be a one shot or it could be more. I'm not sure yet.

The alarm sounded as a combination obnoxious bong that sounded like a truck backing up and "Crush with Eyeliner", by R.E.M. It needed to be loud because ever since his accident he slept very soundly and needed a loud alarm. The doctor's said it was a residual effect from the head injury, but it was the only one he had. He had made a complete recovery, except he got tired very easily.

Daryl pulled the blanket off of his head and grabbed the phone to shut it off. It was too fucking early for this shit. The sun was coming in the window, heating his skin and burning his eyes.

Too much celebrating last night, but he could never celebrate it enough.

Then the phone started to ring and he swore under his breath.

By the time he answered the phone Carol's leg was moving at the bottom of the bed, she always slept with one foot uncovered. If it became covered during the night she always kicked it off her one foot. She could be sweating under the blankets, but if she could get her foot out she was always just fine.

She usually sweated a little because Daryl ran so hot. His body temperature was two degrees higher than most people and he was like an oven sometimes. It was good in the winter and she had missed that the three years they were divorced.

"Who is it." She groaned.

"Who do you think?" Daryl said swiping the phone screen to answer the phone. "What Merle?"

"Come on baby brother, time you two got your asses up we got shit to do." Merle said into the phone and Carol could hear him on the other end of the phone." Chop chop."

"Be there in an hour." He said into the phone and then shut the fucking thing off. Carol crawled up his body and kissed the side of his neck and he smiled at her. "Or three."

"What time is it?" She said. "My head hurts."

"Mine too." He said wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close. He ran his hand through her curly red hair and kissed the top of her head.

"Who drove us home? Teagan?" Carol groaned and pulled the blanket over them.

"Think so, come on. We got to get up." He said, sitting up in bed and pulling her up.

"No. I wanna stay right here." She hugged her arms around his waist. "Just you and me."

"Can't do it babe, and I told you we should have eloped, but we didn't and now we got a wedding to go to." He said smiling and giving her a kiss.

"I think I was the one who told you." She sat up and pulled her shirt on to go make coffee and he followed her out into the kitchen in his boxer shorts.

Merle had moved in with Teagan last summer, so they were back in the house together alone. Carol had moved out of Maggie's place almost the same day he got home from the hospital, which was sixteen months ago now.

Maggie and Glenn were still at the apartment with the new baby Herschel Glenn and looking for a house of their own nearby.

"I need this coffee so bad." She said.

"You and me both baby." He said getting the milk out of the refrigerator.

Hungover or not it was happening today, they needed this coffee.

Carol and Daryl had gone out with all of their friends last night as a combination bachelor and bachelorette party because the last time neither of them had that.

They weren't old enough to drink legally the last time and now they were.

That time they had gone to city hall with Merle and Maggie and didn't have a party because they were all underage and broke. She hadn't had a bridal shower that time either, they were barely eighteen then and no one could afford a thing back then.

Things were different now.

Daryl made sure she had a bridal shower this time and a real ring.

As soon as he was on his feet after the accident Maggie took him out to look for a ring for Carol. They went to four stores before he settled on a two carrot Tacori ring.

She cried when he gave it to her because he hadn't been able to buy her a diamond the first time either and she knew that always bothered him.

It had never bothered her, she had loved the first ring he had gotten her, but she didn't have it anymore. He had kept his first ring, but they got a new one for him too, his old one was tucked in a box in his sock drawer. It had been there for three years, since the first year after they got divorced.

It took him a year to take that ring off, he had not wanted the divorce, that had been Carol's idea. But that was in the past now.

They were back together.

Everything was going to be brand new this time, that was how he wanted it. It was a new life for them, a new start.

He proposed properly even though they had decided that day in the shower, when he got home from the hospital that they were getting married again.

Carol objected to him making such a big thing and she tried to get him to elope to Las Vegas or the Bahama's. Daryl was almost convinced to hop on a cruise ship and get married on an island, but then Merle had a shit fit over it so they agreed to plan a real wedding.

She understood what it meant to Merle after he almost lost Daryl and that was way before the accident that put him in the coma.

So she agreed, a real wedding with all the stuff that went along with it.

It was today on a warm November Day, that they were going to get married for the second time. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her neck as she was getting the coffee ready.

"Not too late to back out you know." He whispered into her neck. She let her head fall back on his shoulder as his lips sucked on her neck softly.

"No way." She said turning around to face him and pulling him closer. "Did you have fun last night?"

He nodded. "Especially when we got back home." He said grinning at her.

"Well, I felt bad that you couldn't go see any strippers." She shrugged and he leaned down and kissed her.

"You know damn well I didn't want to go." He smiled at her. "Besides, you do that again and I'll never leave the house."

He picked her up and sat her on the kitchen counter and she squealed wrapping her arms and legs around him. Then he picked her up.

"Hey." She said. "We…"

"Are going back to bed, I changed my mind, they can't start without us anyway." He said walking back down the hall with her in his arms.

A/N: Thank you for reading and let me know what you think. Do you want more?