A/N: This is something completely different from what I've written before. Well...not really because it's like a bunch of genres all mixed together to make this fic. I love the premise and you all know by now that I love torturing our favorite characters. I hope you enjoy this different kind of fic because I'm loving it! And yes...I started a new fic...so sue me. Also, I have fallen in love with the Calhola (Rita/Fin) ship thanks to roseinutopia/CUtopia on tumblr and fanfiction respectively, and I really wanted to use this ship for this fic. Spice things up. Anyway, enjoy!

DAY 1

It was hard to see the snow-capped cabins that flew past them on the icy road, but Olivia could see their small outlines through the clouds of smoky powder dusting across their car.

She rested her head against the cool glass of the window and sighed happily, eyes closing at the contrasting feeling of the glass and the heat surrounding her already well clothed body. The thick gloves she started out with sat on her lap, along with her scarf and empty travel mug where her coffee had been.

She was already feeling the ache of missing her little boy and not being able to see him for a week, but she comfortable knowing he was in capable hands with a woman who loved him more than thought possible. Rafael's mother was the grandparent she'd always worried Noah wouldn't ever grow up, and even if she was going to miss him terribly for the entire week of this snow filled vacation with her boyfriend and their friends, she was happy he was spending time with his unofficial abuelita.

"If Rita brake checks me one more time…," Rafael ground out, gloved hands gripping the steering wheel and letting off the accelerator a bit as red lights blared through the snow in front of them. They were already driving slow, turning their one-and-a-half-hour drive into almost three.

"Probably because you've been tailgating her since we left the city," Liv looked at him, adjusting herself in her seat to face towards him. She enjoyed the little glare he sent her and turned up the knob on the classic rock station playing softly from the speaker.

"Still…I've got precious cargo in this car. I don't need to be getting into any accidents now."

"Rafi," she sighed, running her hand across his thigh. He sent her a confused look at her tone, one eyebrow raised as he eyed her.

"You know I'm talking about my Gucci loafers, right? I paid an arm and a leg for those beauties."

The wink and joking smile on his face told her he wasn't serious in the least bit, and she knew that. More than once had this man next to her reminded her just how lucky he was to have her in his life, even though she felt the same way towards him. She was surprised how vocal he was when it came to matters of the heart, so unlike herself, but she found it aided in helping her do much of the same.

"By the way, I still don't know why we aren't driving up here alone right now. I could handle Fin and Rita, barely and I could handle Rollins, too, but…Carisi? You know how much I want to strangle him sometimes."

"I know, honey, and I applaud your restraint, but again, I couldn't turn down the suggestion. They had me cornered. Then Fin suggested making it a couple's thing and bringing Rita and…well…"

It was true. They had cornered her in her office one night as she was leaving, talking her into the idea as they noticed her immediate hesitance. She even looked to Fin for help, but she was shocked when the man suggested making it a couple's thing, despite Amanda and Carisi being just friends. Those pleading looks were too hard to ignore and when she told Rafael, he pitched a fit that rivaled Noah when she told him he wasn't allowed to have more than two cookies before bed. But, he reluctantly told her he would go and she was almost positive it was because he couldn't say no to her pouty expression.

"Well, trust me, I'm going to be really unpleasant if they try barging into our room unannounced. We're going to set some ground rules."

Liv let him quietly mumble to himself, too focused on the upcoming cabin with a wraparound driveway to their left. It was the largest cabin on the long stretch of road and it cost them a pretty penny, even split six ways, but it was well worth it from the looks of it. Three bedroom suites, a jacuzzi in an enclosed porch, a game room, living room and sprawling forest that lie just feet behind the back yard for scenery and wildlife. Who knew such beauty was only a few hours from the city? She certainly didn't, but she was glad she was going to be spending an entire week in it, enjoying the snow and quiet.

Rafael pulled into the wrap around porch, parking just behind Rita and Fin's car, with Carisi and Amanda leading the head of the pack of cars. They rolled to a stop and she wrapped her hand around her boyfriend's wrist as it went for the keys, grabbing his attention.

"Just promise me you'll have fun? We're here to do everything other than think about work. Even though that probably won't happen."

"I know. I promise. I still wish we were along, though," he grumbled, jingling as he turned it and shut the car off. The car door slamming next to them brought his eyes to hers and she smiled, reaching her hand out and trailing his bottom lip with her thumb.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure your fantasy about fucking in front of the fireplace comes true. But, that's only if you behave yourself and try not to kill Carisi when he wants to include you in game night."

Rafael chuckled, a small smirk replacing his grumpy scowl, and she kissed it briefly before gathering her gloves and shoving them on. The biting cold was already getting to her with the loss of the heat and she was eager to follow the group inside, who'd already grabbed their bags and were chatting happily on the wrap around porch. She wrapped her scarf easily around her neck and moved to open the door, but a hand wrapping around her chin stopped her.

Their lips met in the silence of the car and she was grateful for the privacy the blowing snow provided them when Carisi yelled over the sounds of the harsh winds at them. She broke apart and giggled at Rafael's growl, his hand slipping from her chin and lacing with her fingers instead.

"I may have to back out on the promise not to kill Carisi," he whispered to her, eyes playful bit his scowl returned with a vengeance. She knew he was playing just to mess with her, because he found it amusing when she slapped his arm or his back as a consequence for his statements. She pushed his shoulder and ordered him out of the car, mind already focused on another hot cup of coffee and snuggling under a warm blanket with her boyfriend.

The moment they were inside, Liv sighed happily at the sight of the stone fireplace and large television that was mounted above it. The living room was filled with leather couches and homey décor, smelling like fresh pinewood and a hint of cinnamon. The lights flooded the open kitchen and living area, and the heat kicked on almost immediately to ward off the freezing temperatures outside.

Mid-January and the winter showed no signs of stopping. But, she was grateful. Bad weather, plus the slow season was the only reason they had enough temp detectives and officers to work whatever cases may have cropped up while they were away. It worked out perfectly, between Dodds feeling generous and mother nature dumping it's cold fury on the state of New York.

She only looked around for a brief moment before she grabbed Rafael's hand and quickly ushered him past the kitchen and down a small hallway, while the others went in search of their own rooms. She would have time to explore later.

"Nice digs," Fin whistled, dropping his and Rita's bags by the door to their suite. He wasn't sure about this trip in the beginning, he had to be honest. Rita was the one that goaded and talked him into it, easily working around his excuses for not going, just like she always did.

They'd been dating for six months and already, she knew him better than he knew himself.

"Thank God we have our own bathroom. There's no way I'm sharing one with four other people."

Rita kissed his cheek as she breezed by, bag of toiletries in her hand and prepared to fully unpack. They would be here for an entire week, and while the cabin was big enough for everyone to have their own space, he still wasn't really sure about spending an entire week cooped up in the snow, in the middle of nowhere New York with people he saw day in and day out.

Of course, it could have been worse. He could be stuck behind a desk by himself with a bunch of temp detectives all looking to him to guide them through their cases. Plus, the company wasn't bad up here. At least he knew them and they knew him.

"Aw, shit," Fin sighed, rummaging through his own toiletry bag and realizing he hadn't brought his toothbrush. The one thing his girl reminded him about and he forgot it. Honestly, he wasn't quite sure what he was doing before, living the bachelor life. Sure, he was free to do what he pleased, and living committed to someone else hadn't ever been on his list of priorities, but now that he had Rita, it was like he was suddenly aware of the fact that he was living like crap before.

"What is it?"

"I forgot my toothbrush."

"No," she slipped out of the bathroom and across to their bed, his toothbrush in her hand as she dropped a hairbrush and a bottle of lotion on night stand, "I remembered. I knew you wouldn't, that's why I reminded you three times before we left and then got it for you myself."

This woman was a Godsend.

"You know me better than I know my damn self."

She winked and walked back to the bathroom, hips swaying like she knew that was what he was focused on. He chuckled to himself and sat down on the mattress, grabbing his laptop and quickly booting it up. They had all agreed that work would be left in the city, but he knew for a fact that each one of them wouldn't hold themselves to it.

Barba and Rita had two cell phones to keep up with all of their work and Liv was a Lieutenant, virtually on call all day, every day. Amanda and Carisi were the same, but they had less paperwork than he had, that was for damn sure. Somedays, he wondered if taking the Sergeant's exam was worth it. Those were only in times of extreme stress, where he questioned whether or not he could handle this job anymore.

"Babe," Rita called from the bathroom, the sound of clothing hitting the floor and heels sliding out from the doorway. Fin's eyebrow raised and he turned with interest as her head popped out, hair hanging loosely and her exposed shoulders greeting him. That sultry smirk he loved seeing was all he needed for his feet to start moving. He slid the laptop off his lap and quickly made his way to the doorway, finding a glorious sight he'd been hoping to see since they arrived.

"We've been here ten minutes," he smiled, eyes traveling the length of her naked body as she leaned over the large tub and turned the knobs. The water was strong and echoed in the bathroom as it began to fill up, and Rita turned on him with a smile that meant he better lock the door behind him.

"Hey, hey! No way! You can't get both quilts. I'm gonna freeze my ass off over here," Carisi gestured wildly towards the pull-out couch, looking extremely unappealing with only one pillow and a very thin sheet. Amanda hid her amusement and chucked one of the thick quilts towards him, ignoring his thank you as she jumped across the queen size bed, already feeling the stress from the drive up leaving her body.

She hadn't drove but having to listen to Carisi's crappy 80's new wave music (because he refused to listen to her 70's folk and R&B) gave her the biggest headache she could ever remember having. Beyond that, she'd missed her baby girl the moment they left the city and while she was grateful she had an amazing nanny and Carisi's sister volunteered to take her half the time, it didn't make her miss her little girl any less.

She'd grown so used to juggling work and taking care of her child, with the occasional date sprinkled in here and there, that she wasn't sure about what she was going to do now that those duties were off her chest for an entire week. Though, she would have much preferred this week be spent on a sandy beach.

"I deserve to have two quilts since I'm going to have deal with you snoring every night for a week," she looked up in time to see him roll his eyes and flop down on his own 'bed', pulling a couple of board games out of one of the large duffel bags he'd packed. He was a game night fanatic, and she would admit that she'd gotten into them, too. She encouraged his plans to have a big, pseudo-family game night, complete with plenty of junk food and alcohol to kick start their vacation.

"Yeah, you don't hear me complaining about your sleep-talking."

"I'm not letting you sleep over anymore."

Carisi scoffed, knowing she was full of shit. He was basically turning out to be Jesse's father, with the little girl getting to see him, sometimes, more often than her. He was privy to babysitting duties, when he'd camp out on her couch, in her apartment and she was stuck at the office, working a late shift on a case she'd picked up.

She was grateful for him being in their lives like that. When he first started, she didn't think he'd last this long. He didn't seem equipped to handle sex crimes, because it took a certain type of person, but he quickly proved himself, becoming a valuable asset to their team and, also, a valuable friend. Hell, he was more like family now.

"I'm starving," he groaned, flopping back against the mattress with a huff. She sat up and rolled on her back, leaning against the puffy pillows. She quickly dug a few out from under the down comforter and tossed them at the man, hitting him square in the face with one.

"I say we go ransack the convenience store we saw just a mile back. Stock up on some snack cakes and beer?"

"What are ya, a frat brother now?"

"I'm on vacation. So, shut up and put your coat back on."

"This room is huge," Rafael dropped his bag by the dresser in the room, eyebrows knit together in fascination of the sprawling, ground floor bedroom. The king size bed looked luxurious and the whirlpool bath tub that peaked out from the doorway bathroom looked way too inviting.

"It's the biggest in the cabin. I made sure we got it," she smiled, opening her coat and draping it across the bed. It looked so good and ready to be used, but she didn't want to take a nap just yet. She wanted to start up a fire and grab a glass of wine in the living room and cuddle with her man.

"God, I love you," he sighed dreamily, "Especially when you scheme."

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him, enjoying the soft chuckle spilling from her throat as his lips trailed down her neck and his hands traveled lower down her body. She felt the familiar ache between her legs, but she wanted to refrain from that as well. There was no way she was having sex in the middle of the day with four other colleagues spread throughout the place.

"Mmm, as much as I'd love to do you right now, I want to save it for later when we're drunk and have an excuse to use the hot tub outside."

Rafael pulled back and looked at her with desire, shaking his head a bit, "How did I get so lucky?"

She rolled her eyes and pulled back from him completely, intent on getting some of her belongings unpacked. Rafael stood behind her, hands on her hips as she pulled a few clothing items from her suit case and enjoying him being near. It had been a while since they'd just been together alone. Even though there were four other people in the house, having their own separate room in such a serene, remote location, with the pretty snow falling down all around them, was beyond relaxing.

All the stress she'd been feeling back home was gone now. With a simple change of location and the smell of her boyfriend's cologne seeping into the air around her, it amazed her how all her troubles were gone. She only wished Noah could have gone.

"You're going to need luck when I mow your ass over during Monopoly tonight."

"Please," he laughed, "You'll have three glasses of wine and be falling asleep on my lap by time we even start the game."

He was probably right, but he didn't need to know that.

Liv quickly moved about the room, shoving their clothes into the wooden dresser while Rafael stood near the bay window and tapped away on his phone. The e-mails were overflowing in his inboxes and she couldn't ask him not to think about work, when she planned on, at some point today, answering work e-mails herself. Heavy lies the crown when you have a group full of workaholics with careers that required constant attention.

"We have a back-up generator, right?"

Lived hummed in response, "Good, because this storm is not letting up."

She peeked out one of the windows on her side of the room, seeing the harsh winds pick up. The forest looked particularly eerie, with tall, dark trees towering over their cabin. They looked like dark lines through the dusting snow flying past the window and she shuddered as a cold chill ran down her spine. She needed that fireplace, STAT.

"The last thing I want is the power to go out while we're in the middle of bumfuck New York."

Rafael tossed his phone on the bed and yawned, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her body. She smiled when he shoved his face into her neck and inhaled her scent. It was a move he always pulled when he was trying to calm down, usually after hard day at work or when he was so damn angry about a suspect or how a trial went. She was his anchor just like he was hers.

"I'm going to go grab a drink and avoid everyone. Want to come with?"

Liv threw the last of the clothing in the dresser and let him lead her out of the room, their fingers laced and narrowly avoiding Carisi and Amanda breezing past them, and barely listening to their muttered explanation of where they were headed to in the middle of a snow storm.

Liv only nodded, to intent on seeking out the open bar and helping Rafael start a fire.

"All I'm saying is, I think it's time they settle down. Or at least move in with each other!"

"Barba practically lives there already. The other day, I heard Noah call him daddy through the phone."

"Shut up," Carisi waved her off with his free hand, his other too loaded down with chips and cookies. Amanda dutifully held a basket full of beer, a couple bottles of wine and a few liters of soda as the perused the aisles for more stuff. The store was abandoned save for the teenage cashier, probably because of the raging snow storm outside.

"Pretty sure those two are as about as serious as a heart attack. We should be talking about Fin and Rita. Never knew that woman had a compassionate bone in her body."

"It's a great body," Carisi smirked and Amanda stopped him, ready to hear the juicy bit of info he was about to tell her. She felt a bit bad that they were so intrigued by the relationships of others, but they had been shipping these people together for quite some time. Carisi fangirled when he found out Liv and Barba had become a thing and he almost fainted when Fin started dating Rita. She blamed him for getting her so involved in their own version of a reality television show.

"I went by Fin's apartment a couple of weeks ago to drop off his coat he left in my car and Rita answered the door in a nightie."

"No."

"Apparently, he was still at the precinct and she was trying to surprise him and wasn't expecting it to be someone else. Got more of a view than I bargained for. Then, she took his coat and threatened to kill me if I ever mentioned it to anyone else."

"It took you this long to tell me," Amanda glared at him, letting him dump a few items into her basket as they continued in their shopping.

"She's scary! Fin thought it was hilarious."

"Well…she does do Pilates three days a week."

"I can tell."

They quickly walked the length of the store and dropped their basket on the cashier's counter, earning a loud sigh and a not-so-nice glance towards them in general. They stood silently as the kid checked them out, until a flashing news report caught their attention on the small television playing in the corner, next to a half-eaten plate of old pizza.

…police, at this time, have not made any arrest, but they urge citizens in remote locations to take precaution. The seventh body has yet to be identified.

Amanda cocked her head and moved closer to see the picture better, noticing a few of the smaller cabins making up the background of a previous news report, with police tape surrounding a snowy, dug out section next to the forests that sat behind the luxury cabins.

They'd passed plenty of them on the drive up, noticing little to no signs of human life out there, which was unusual for this time of year. Even at the travel agency office, where they picked up the set of keys for the cabin, they made mention of the peculiarity of so many cabin openings.

Well, now they knew why.

Amanda elbowed Carisi and nodded to the television news report just as the chiming of the bell above the convenience store door swung open. Amanda stepped back a little, feeling the ice cold breeze blow back her hair and locking eyes with a scraggly dressed man, hunched over and staring at her with the most hated gaze she'd ever encountered.

Carisi paid them no mind, eyes still on the news report and commenting on what she'd discovered just a few minutes prior. Meanwhile, Amanda looked away from the old man, facing forward and trying to rid herself of the creepy shiver slithering up her spine, feeling his eyes on her the entire time he walked past.

Only when he was far enough away did she lean around Carisi and take another glance at him, eyes widening when she saw he was still watching her.

"49.58."

Amanda reached for the fifty-dollar bill in her pocket and slapped it on the counter, gathering the bags quickly, much to her partners confusion.

"Let's get out of here," she mumbled, ignoring her friend's question as he waited patiently for the change. She didn't wait; she booked it out of the store and began to trudge through the snowy parking lot towards their car. She didn't shake the feeling until they were back in the cabin and joining Liv and Barba in the living room, around the fire.

NIGHT 1

"Hold up, hold up," Fin took a seat next to Rita, passing her her glass of wine and snatching the hat game piece straight out of Liv's hand. She batted at him with her free hand.

"I'm always the hat piece," she argued, taking a sip of her mixed drink. She usually wasn't a fan of hard liquor, but she was in a good mood, as was her already tipsy boyfriend, and she would need it to get through what was probably going to be a rowdy game of Monopoly.

"I have to be the hat piece. It brings me luck," Fin winked, grabbing his paper money and quickly counting it. She could already tell he was going to take the game too seriously, as funny as that was. She just rolled her eyes and grabbed up the thimble piece with a bit of disdain.

It was still a little light outside and their dinner had been freshly cooked by a very talented Rita and Carisi, followed by nothing but shop talk, which was what she had been wanting to avoid, but she should have known better.

"As long as I get to be the boot, I don't care," Amanda came to sit down next to Liv, placing a tray of cookies and bottle of wine down in front of the board game. Liv smirked and leaned into Rafael, who ran his hand up her thigh and sent her a warning look over his glass. She was eager for this game night to be done with, because that jacuzzi was calling their names.

"Now, now, Lieutenant, behave yourself."

Liv wanted to pout but she removed herself from his side and almost groaned when his hand slipped off her leg. Her eyes met Rita's over the table and she nearly blushed when she realized that the couple on the other loveseat had been watching them the entire time.

This was going to be a long game…

The day quickly descended into nightfall and their first day of their group vacation was actually, much to Rafael's surprise, quite fun. He wasn't big into board games, but with a belly full scotch and junk food, he couldn't help but laugh at the stupid jokes and stories everyone was telling as their game came to a close.

By the time they were done, Monopoly still sat on the floor, Amanda and Carisi were passed out in their room, Fin and Rita were on the couch in the living room, watching a movie and he and Liv had escaped to the enclosed, heated porch on the other side of the cabin, where the hot tub sizzled and bubbled around their bodies.

This was what a vacation was supposed to be. His beautiful girlfriend in his lap, their naked bodies pressed together as their tongues entwined and those sweet, little moans greeted his own growls. He was having more fun than he originally thought he would, but then again, alcohol and the promise of jacuzzi sex aided in helping him come to terms with his shared vacation time.

Liv dragged her hips against his as she detached her lips and nipped at his shoulder, his hands grabbing her body and pressing her impossibly closer to his. He sighed happily, his closed eyes opening just the slightest in the dimly lit room. His green orbs traveled to the door, where the blinds were drawn, double checking they didn't have any peeping toms on their hands.

He dragged his gaze back across the windows of the enclosed porch, seeing the drifting snow blowing past as the harsh wind still ravaged the outside world. He was quite glad it was snow storming outside, because God forbid any one would have followed up on the suggestion they go out and make snowmen. Rafael Barba didn't do snowmen.

Well…only for a certain little boy back home, but other than that, hell no.

He chuckled to himself and dragged his hands up and down her back, his own lips coming to kiss and suck at the skin of her neck and collarbone while she was still busy with his neck. If she wasn't careful, she was going to end up giving him a hickey, and that wasn't going to fly-

There was a loud thumping noise that broke them out of their lusty hazes, Liv almost sliding off his lap, but his strong arms kept her from doing so. She gripped his shoulders and sat up a little, looking around the room for any sign of an intruder. Of course, he chose to look back at the closed door, but saw no one there.

"What the hell was that?"

He didn't answer her, but after a few more seconds of searching, he sighed and gave up, lips attaching themselves to her neck, "Probably something outside. An animal."

"That was pretty loud for an animal," she mumbled, running one of her hands up his neck and into his hair.

"Less worry, more kissing," he whispered, kissing her jaw and her chin, before capturing her lips with his. He smiled into the kiss when she finally relaxed again, grabbing one of his hands and gliding it up her side to her chest.

The sound was the furthest thing from his mind as she slipped down onto him, effectively cutting off any further coherent thoughts in his mind. All that existed in his world was him and her and the angry snow storm outside.

But, unbeknownst to him, just outside of the cabin, tucked away in the unlit backyard where the drifting snow flittered around in the harsh winds, stood three people in thick winter coats, watching…and waiting…