Nodding at his words, Olivia leaned against Shawn and lay her head on his shoulder. She let her eyes close and just focused on him. His breathing, his arms around her, how he gently rubbed her back, his warm voice as he hummed an old familiar tune. If Olivia was truthful there weren't too many country songs she really cared for. Even back before everything started she had preferred other genres of music over country, though she did have favorite country artists like Trace Adkins, Gretchen Wilson, and Shania Twain. Mostly she preferred rock, metal, old school swing music from the 20s, guys like Frank Sinatra, and classical artists like Mozart and Bach. But far be it from her to tell Shawn that at this moment. Besides, the song he chose had an all too obvious message of love. Olivia smiled and lifted her head up to kiss Shawn's cheek. "I love you, Shawn," she breathed quietly as she hugged him close.

Thinking of Frank Sinatra made Olivia recall a song of his that he liked. Fly Me To the Moon. Olivia began to hum a bit quietly at first, but then she started to sing aloud, her voice melodic, her tone matching perfectly the style in which the old crooners like Frank used to sing.

"[i]Fly me to the moon
Let me play amoung the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On jupiter and mars

In other words, hold my hand
In other words, darling kiss me

Fill my heart with song and
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore

In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

Fill my heart with song and
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore

In other words, please be true
In other words
In other words, I love you[/i]"

At the last words Olivia kissed Shawn on the lips and gave him a smile. She felt at ease once more, being at home with him. Looking around the boat, Olivia started to think. It was winter. They knew that much. They just didn't know what time of the year it was exactly. Perhaps November or December at least. Was Christmas right around the corner? Or maybe it had already passed? Olivia didn't know. She had stopped worrying about the holidays long ago. And yet right at this moment she couldn't help but think how nice it would be if they could decorate the inside of the boat with Christmas decorations. Olivia knew that celebrating Christmas would not restore the world to how it was before the infection, but perhaps this one thing would make their lives a bit brighter for the duration of winter.

"I'd like to visit some thrift shops soon, Shawn," Olivia told Shawn decidedly. They were the most likely place she would find what she was looking for.