When Connie woke up, she felt tired and even though she had slept the whole night trough, she felt like she didn't sleep at all. She also didn't feel well. They packed all their things and had some breakfast. Daryl was glancing at her nervously now and then and was silent most of the time. After the breakfast Connie felt even worse. She had a feeling of nausea and it was so bad, she thought she had to vomit. She wondered if maybe she was getting ill or maybe… She desperately started to think when she had her last period and realized she should have had it a couple of weeks ago. Not that it always came regularly but this was unusual and then the nausea…

Before the outbreak Connie was passionate about her job and she didn't think about having a family of her own for a long time. But about two years before the world changed, she started to desperately want a baby. She also met a man at that time with whom she thought it would work. They were engaged and even if he told her, he didn't want to have children, she thought she could persuade him to change his mind. However, it didn't work out and that was the reason why they broke up. After that she was alone and enjoyed being single, even if the wish for a child was always on her mind.

But now it was probably happening. She knew the risks but she thought it was worth it and she was certain, Daryl would want to have children too. They never talked about it, but the way how he acted with Lydia, Henry and Judith, made her think that. So she started to wish it would happen.

She wanted to tell Daryl about the possibility immediately and she saw him standing not far away, starring at Earl with baby Adam in his arms. Tara came to him.

"He's adorable," Tara said looking at Adam, Connie read her lips from the distance.

"Yeah," Daryl said with a little smile.

"Maybe soon you will have one of your own." Tara jogged his elbow.

"I hope not," Daryl said and Connie frowned because she didn't expect that.

"We have Lydia I think that's enough to worry about," he continued and Connie felt disappointed. She was shocked that she was so wrong about him. Thoughts about her last relationship came back and how it broke apart. She didn't want to lose Daryl, but she didn't know if she could live with it, if he never wanted kids, since it was always her wish and she could be pregnant now.

Connie felt tears rising in her eyes and she went away, so nobody would see her crying.

She couldn't see that Daryl said, he would be worried to death for Connie, because pregnancy was so risky nowadays and especially with the Whisperers around. He couldn't lose her.

When Connie calmed down, she went back to the carriages. Daryl came to her.

"Here you are," he said and he seemed to be excited and nervous at the same time about something, so he didn't notice the grave look on her face.

"I have to talk to you," he told her and he wanted to take her hand, but she moved her hand away and he frowned.

"What is it?" He asked realizing she was looking sad. She took out her notepad and tried to stay calm but her hand trembled while she was writing.

I want to spend some time with my friends. I'll go with them to Hilltop.

She ripped the note off her notepad and gave it to Daryl, not waiting for his reaction as she walked away.

Daryl stayed back, startled, with the note in his hand.

She went to her friends and sat in the horse wagon with them. She felt sorry for treating Daryl like that, but it hurt her too much to be around him at the moment.

"What is it?" Yumiko signed when she saw the look on Connie's face.

"It's nothing, I'm just tired," Connie signed back.

Luke frowned and looked back to Daryl who was still standing there starring at their wagon. He asked himself what happened but didn't dare to say something.

The horse wagons started to move towards Hilltop. They were all silent and Connie was lost in her thoughts. She didn't know what to do, it seemed like the world was falling apart around her. Her friends seemed to notice that something was wrong, but no one said anything. After a couple of hours they made a little stop to give the horses a break and discuss the route. Daryl went to Connie, who was standing next to her friends.

"Can we talk?" Daryl asked. Connie sighed, but agreed, so they walked away and she crossed her arms.

"Look, I've a feeling we're fighting and I don't even know why," Daryl said with a helpless expression in his eyes. Connie took out her notepad out and took a deep breath. She wrote hastily, feeling the anger and sadness rising in her again.

I don't know much about you, but I wished I would have known that you don't want to have children

Daryl read it, narrowing his eyes.

"Why you think…" he started but then he remembered.

"You've seen me talking to Tara."

Connie nodded.

"Look, I didn't mean… I… I dunno," he stammered, not knowing what to say.

"I'm just worried, you know. If you were… I don't want to... but you ain't, are you?"

Connie didn't say anything and Daryl's face went pale as he took this for a "yes". There was fear in his eyes.

She rolled her eyes and started to walk away, but Daryl grabbed her arm.

"Hey, I'm sorry. Let's talk just about it," he said.

She freed herself and wrote: There's no need for talking. The shocked expression on your face is very telling.

She walked away, but Daryl went after her, so she started to run and Daryl ran too. She could feel the pain in her heart and tears were clouding her eyes. The cold snow was hitting her face, but she ran, ran as fast as she could. She turned around and saw that Daryl stopped a couple of meters behind her, so she stopped too for a moment. He was shouting something and frantically signing to her. She recognized the sign "danger" and he was pointing with his finger to the ground. She looked down and saw that underneath the snow she was standing on, there was an ice layer, which began to crack slowly under her feet. She tried to move towards Daryl, but with every step the ice cracked a bit more. Daryl was reaching out his hands to her, still screaming something. Her heart was racing and she started to panic.