Was it selfish to say that Louisa was beyond happy to get out from bed at last? Not only to help Spike with getting fresh air and stop plucking his curls out of his head, but also because her restless nature couldn't muster more than two days lying uselessly in bed, sneezing and coughing. Today she was down to sneezing only, this was remarkable recovery. Respecting Spike's rather solemn mood, she didn't smile too widely, just enough to show how grateful she was. "Merlin, using your legs like that is refreshing on its own." She walked faster than usual, and into the beautiful and now snowy pathways they went.

"My cold always surfaces at the worst times. It's like my own body's mocking me." She slowed down, savoring the snowy scenery before them. "Wow." It was deserted, a sheer white sheet extended before them. No foot prints, no broken branches, it was like they were the first to approach this direction ever since it snowed.