After a couple of days Daryl started to feel better. Connie and Lydia still were worried about him, though, so they made sure he didn't go out in the cold, until he fully recovered.

One morning they were sitting outside, with two other women from Oceanside, making a new fishing net. When they were finished. Connie wrote to Lydia:

I'll go look how our patient is doing.

Lydia nodded.

"I'll go visit Vicky, her mom invited me to have lunch with them."

Connie nodded and touched Lydia's shoulder slightly.

"I won't be home until the evening, so you have the house to yourself."

Connie smiled at this. She was thankful that Lydia gave her and Daryl some private time now and then.
Lydia stood up and signed: "See you later" to Connie. She had learned some ASL and Daryl was sometimes jealous, because Lydia learned it way faster than he did.

"See you later" was one of Lydia's favorite signs and Connie answered her with the same sign.

When Connie came back, she saw Daryl sitting on the floor holding some nails in his mouth and a hammer in his hand. There were several boards lying on the floor and he was making a shelf, since they barely had furniture in their little home.

"Hi," he said through his teeth and waved at her.

Connie shook her head with a scolding look on her face, but she couldn't hide her smile. She knew Daryl didn't like to stay in bed the whole day. He even wanted to go out and get to work, one day after he was having that terrible fever. She crouched down next to him and wrote on her notepad:

I thought you were resting.

Daryl took the nails out of his mouth.

"I am," he said.

You went outside, didn't you?

She pointed with her finger to the couple of boards, which hadn't been there in the morning.

"Oh, just went out there to get these, no big deal."

Connie rolled her eyes and shook her head again, but she still smiled.

"I feel better, really," he assured her.

She had to admit, he looked better too, he wasn't that pale anymore, but since they didn't have any medication, she didn't want him to take any risks.

Okay, then prove it to me, she wrote.

"How?" He asked.

She stood up and took his hands to help him to stand up too. Then she kissed him tenderly.

"Oh, that's how," he said before they kissed again.

They went to the bedroom, still kissing on the way there and Connie enjoyed it. It had been a while since they had some time together alone. Her body was still cold from sitting outside the whole morning. She couldn't wait to finally undress and to be close to Daryl. When they got rid of their clothes and were lying in bed, she could feel his warm body against hers. His gentle touches, the loving look in his eyes and his lips on hers made her forget everything around her. They were kissing each other again and again, like they couldn't get enough of one another. She pulled him closer to her, longing to feel him inside her. When their bodies finally joined together, his movements were tender, and his kisses felt soft and sweet. She wished it would last forever, although she knew it couldn't, so she tried to enjoy every single moment. She was losing herself in him and the pleasure lasted long enough for her to feel a little explosion of sensations in her body.
He was holding her in his arms after that and she felt pleasantly exhausted.

"So you got your prove now?" He asked.

Connie pretended like she was thinking about it for a moment and signed: "I don't know."

Then she took her notepad which was lying on the small bed table.

Maybe I will need another proof, she wrote with a grin on her face.

"You're really trying to kill me, ain't ya?" Daryl laughed. She kissed him and after they held each other close for some time, Connie got her second prove.

When Lydia came home, she was very excited and she was holding something in her hands. Connie loved how happy Lydia was, since they arrived in Oceanside. It seemed like she was finally healing from all the horror her mother put her through. Seeing her being joyful and happy warmed Connie's heart.

"Look what Vicky gave me. We were playing it the whole afternoon."

Lydia showed them a colorful box with pictures and "Candy Land" written on it. Connie remembered that game. She played it with her parents and her sister when she was little.

Connie watched with amusement how Daryl inspected the box with a skeptical look on his face.

"Forget it, I ain't playing such games," he told her.

"Oh come on, it's really fun," Lydia begged.

"You two play, I watch," he said, but then he saw the pleading expression in Connie's and Lydia's eyes. Daryl sighed.

"Fine. One round. But I don't know how to play it."

Lydia mad a cheerful sound and Connie was happy too.

"It's easy, I played it with Vicky and her mom a couple of times," Lydia said and then explained the rules.

"I take the red one," she said when she finished explaining and grabbed the red playing piece.

Connie could see that Daryl wasn't too excited about the game, but she was glad he agreed to play it. She thought that he and Lydia both probably never had played board games in their lives and it was nice, they got to do it now.

They played several rounds and Lydia won every time.

"Okay, that's it, I'm out," Daryl said then.

"Oh come on, one more round," Lydia begged.

"Nah. This game's more exhausting than my fever was."

"You're only exhausted because you're losing."

"Yeah, and you're cheating."

"No, I don't ."

"Yes, you do. How do you magically always land on those shortcuts? You for sure moved your piece when I wasn't looking."

"No, I didn't, but how about you, trying to cheat your way around the licorice space?"

Daryl made a scoffing sound.

"Stupid game makes me always landing there."

Connie giggled at all of this. It was almost like when she was a little girl and her and her sister played some games with their parents. Heated discussions about the games were a normal thing and it was always a nice family moment.

"You've seen her cheating, didn't you?" Daryl asked Connie.

"Hey don't try to bring her on your side." Lydia protested.

Connie saw them both cheating, but decided to take Lydia's side this time, so she made a sign for: "She didn't cheat."

"See, she's saying I didn't cheat." Lydia said then.

"No, she didn't say that. Did you?"

Connie just shrugged and couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, come on, you're on her side?"

"Let's play one more round and you can begin this time," Lydia said to Daryl, conciliatory. "It's easier to win when you begin."

"Ha! I knew it, you were cheating!" Daryl shouted out. "I ain't playing that no more."

Connie gave Daryl an encouraging look. He rolled his eyes but agreed to play one more round.

This time Daryl had more luck and won.

He was happy about it, but didn't want to show it. Both Lydia and Connie could see the content look on his face, though, and Connie thought it was adorable.

Daryl, the Candy Land King she wrote and she and Lydia laughed. Daryl rolling his eyes once again, trying to hide his smile.

Suddenly they heard a knock on the door.

When they opened the door, Carol and Henry were standing there.