As soon as they reached Hilltop, Daryl went to sleep. He was so exhausted, he could barely hold his eyes open. And still it wasn't a calm night for him. Nightmares were chasing him. He heard a woman screaming in his dream and he thought it was Michonne. He saw a kid with a knife before him and he saw himself stabbing a knife into the kid's throat. Blood splattered all over him. And then he suddenly saw Connie and realized it was her screaming and she had that expression in her eyes that said: What have you done? Then he saw Lydia walking up behind her with a knife. He tried to scream and make a movement with his hands to warn her, but suddenly his lips wouldn't move and his arms either. He was scared stiff.
Daryl woke up in cold sweat and disoriented. It took him a while until he realized he was in a trailer in Hilltop. Those nightmares were chasing him for a while after what happened back in the day, but some time ago they stopped. And now they were coming out of the dark corners, crawling back into his mind. He was sure it had to do something with Lydia. But was she really a threat or did he only saw her as a threat because of those bad memories? He closed his eyes and tried to think about something nice to forget those nightmares and Connie's face appeared before his inner eye. He tried to remember how it felt when they were holding hands and he tried to recreate the situation when she hugged him. He wanted to feel her warm arms around him again. And then he remembered how she asked him about a date on their way back. But what if everything what happened was a dream too? He nervously fumbled through his pocket and took out a note. It was the note where she asked him about a date. It was too dark to read, but he knew what was written there and his heart started to beat faster. So she really asked him. And he agreed. There was no going back now.
He almost forgot about the bad dreams because his thoughts started revolving around the date. How would it be? Would he screw it up since he never had a real date before?
Daryl heard Dog snoring and was envious of him. Sleep didn't come to Daryl until the first sunlight.

Connie woke up, early in the morning with a light feeling in her heart. She was happy and she was looking forward to her date with Daryl. She still couldn't believe he agreed to the date and part of her was afraid he would disappear, before they met.
Kelly was still sleeping and Lydia too, so she decided to let them sleep and went outside. She was greeted by some people who were up and working already. Connie went to see Luke and after she stayed with him for a while and told him about the fair, she went to Magna and Yumiko, who were helping at the pantry with the stuff people brought back from the fair.

"Oh, hello, how was the fair? I've heard you people had a blast," Magna told her after both Magna and Yumiko greeted her with a hug.

"It was fantastic, I've had a wonderful time," Connie signed and couldn't hide her grin.

"I'm glad about that," Yumiko signed. Then she handed Magna some boxes and Magna started arranging them.

"I've heard you found a kid back there," Yumiko told Connie.

"Yes, Daryl and I found her and then we brought her with us."

"Daryl and I... Aha," Yumiko repeated loudly and gave Magna who didn't catch the conversation a nudge.

"So you and caveman had a good time?" Magna asked Connie then.

Connie rolled her eyes. She thought about telling them about the date, but considered not to do so. They would find out soon enough. She helped them with the boxes and then they all went to work in the garden. After some time Connie saw Kelly and Lydia walking towards the infirmary with the ukulele. She could see before her inner eye, how Luke's face would lighten up when he saw the present and it warmed her heart. But after a couple of moments, Lydia suddenly ran out of the door. She looked around and seemed to be disoriented and then sat down with her back to a tree hugging her knees, like she wanted to make herself invisible. Connie frowned. She started walking towards her to see if she was okay, but then she saw Kelly running to Lydia. Kelly crouched down in front of Lydia and talked to her, but Connie couldn't make out the words. After that, Kelly sat down next to Lydia, putting an arm around her and Lydia leaned on her shoulder. Connie smiled. She was glad her sister found a good friend and that Lydia had somebody she trusted. Still, she decided to ask Kelly later what happened.
In the afternoon Connie finally saw Daryl. He greeted her with a shy wave and she smiled. She thought about their date and what the best place would be to meet up. She knew when they came back, Jesus let Daryl stay in a trailer, where he had his privacy. She decided it would be best location for the date, since nobody would disturb them there. She wrote:

Tonight after sunset in your trailer?

After she made sure nobody saw them, she showed him the note. He read and nodded. They smiled at each other shortly and she touched his arm slightly, before he went away.

Daryl walked to the construction side, where he helped people to build a new house. He was still a bit tired and even though seeing Connie made him happy, it also brought back his nervousness. He worked almost the whole day without a pause. The work distracted him a little from his thoughts and even though it was cold outside, he was sweating a lot. When they finally decided to call it a day he looked down on his shirt, his dirty pants and boots and wondered if he should change his clothes for the date. People always dressed up nicely for dates, he knew that much. But he didn't have any other clothes. So he would have to go through the embarrassment to ask someone to lend him some. Jesus probably. But when Daryl saw him, he was afraid to ask him directly. Standing in the corner and biting his dirty nails, he finally decided to ask Tara, who was walking by.

"Do you think... um... I could get some fresh clothes?" He said, feeling how his face was turning red. Tara eyed him suspiciously.

"Sure, I ask Jesus," she answered.

"Thanks."

"You planning something special? I never saw you changing your clothes," she noticed.

Daryl looked in the meantime over to Connie, who was still working in the garden, and almost overheard what Tara said.

"It's nothing," he said absently.

Tara looked at him and when he finally looked at her, she gave him a knowing smile.

"If you say so. I'll be right back, wait here." She chuckled a little when she walked away.

Daryl was still standing there, biting his nails and looking at Connie now and then, who didn't seem to notice him. When he saw Tara in the distance, he walked to her. He looked around to see if anybody was looking at them, when she handed him the fresh clothes. She also gave him a dusty bottle of red wine.

"Here, have some fun," she told him with a smile and he made a scoffing sound.

"You will thank me later for this, trust me," Tara told him and gave him a wink, before she left. He looked at the bottle in his hand. Maybe the alcohol would help him to get over his nervousness. It was worth a try. He remembered that in movies, couples often drank wine when they were on a date. It seemed to make them more at ease. Daryl wondered if his date with Connie would be like in one of those movies.

After working in the garden, Connie came back to their place. Before going into the shower she was thinking about what to wear. She wanted to look nice for Daryl, but she didn't possess any fancy clothes. She knew Yumiko had a beautiful white blouse, but if she asked her to lend it to her, she would probably had to tell her about the date. Connie took the white blouse out of the closet, but she wasn't sure what to do. Kelly came in and saw her holding that blouse.

"Planning something special tonight?" Kelly asked her. Connie waved her hand in denial and put the blouse back.

"Come on, I know you and Daryl have something going on. I'm not blind, I saw how you were exchanging notes on the way here."

Connie still wanted to deny it, she quickly changed the topic and asked if Lydia was alright.

Kelly looked behind her to the door.

"She's a bit messed up. We went to visit Luke and suddenly she freaked out and ran outside. Maybe she remembered something from her past. She wouldn't tell me what it was, though."

"Maybe I should try to..." Connie started to sign, but Kelly interrupted her, signing:

"No, I got this. You go to your date."

Connie rolled her eyes.

"It's not what you think."

"I take care of her, don't worry," Kelly continued. "Unless you need someone to interpret," she added.

Connie hastily shook her head.

"Alright then," Kelly signed and shrugged.

"And you really should wear that." She pointed to the white blouse. "It will look pretty on you and I think Yumiko won't mind."

Connie gave her a sign to go away, but couldn't hide her smile. She took a shower, then put on the blouse and one of her favorite jeans. Her heart was beating fast, she couldn't wait to see Daryl.

After Daryl took a quick shower and put the new clothes on his body which was partly still wet, he was so nervous, he felt like he had to vomit. The new clothes felt strange on him, they looked strange and were uncomfortable. Even his vest felt strange above them. He thought about taking it off, but decided not to. It always has been his lucky charm. Not that he needed a lucky charm right now, but still... He retrieved Connie's note from his pocket and looked at it, like he did several times earlier this day already. He loved her notes. He was in love with basically everything about her, even her handwriting. This note was probably one of the most valuable things he possessed, but it couldn't help him with his nervousness. His throat felt awfully dry. He looked at the bottle of wine on the table and considered to take a sip. But then he decided to wait for Connie and drank some water instead. He was so nervous, his hands were even shaking a bit. Dog was watching him suspiciously, probably not knowing why his owner was so uneasy.

Relax, Daryl told himself in his mind. The word's gone to shit, we're living in a fucking apocalypse and you're nervous about a date? Pull yourself together!

But he couldn't help it. He paced up and down in the trailer and his eyes went to the mirror, hanging on the wall. He saw his reflection. He was so clean and wearing unusual clothes. This wasn't him. Why did people even do that? Dressing up for a date? Connie knew him already, she saw him at his worst, so why was he still trying to impress her?

The sun set and he knew he would see her soon. He didn't feel like he was ready for it, but there was no going back now. He sat down on the couch and waited, while he was nervously playing with the note in his hands. He looked around. The old trailer, he called his home now, wasn't the prettiest location. The table, the chairs, the couch, and even the mirror, everything looked dusty and old. He put a couple of candles on the table next to the bottle of wine. Will Connie feel comfortable here? He couldn't imagine them sitting at the table like the couples in the movies, drinking wine. If he wouldn't be holding the prove in his hands, he would have never believed that it was truly going to happen. That he had a date with Connie. That she probably felt the same as he did for her.

Some time passed and Connie still didn't show up. What if she would never come? What if she changed her mind? What if she...

But then he heard someone knocking on the door and he stood up to open it.