This week's prompts were photos. The prompt was: McCoy, Uhura – Window with Ivy near a tree with browned leaves.
Retreat
When Leonard returned from the basement with a large armful of dry firewood he found Nyota standing at the window gazing out through the thick growth of ivy. He dropped the wood into the bin beside the large fireplace and walked to her wrapping his arms around her and resting his chin on her shoulder. She rested her arms atop his at her waist and they stood in silence for several moments looking out towards the garden and the forest beyond.
"We'll have to come back in the spring," he said softly by her ear. "You'd love the flowers – the garden practically overflows with all the colors of the rainbow and the sky is bluer than you could imagine." Leonard saw her cock her head to the side as if trying to see the barren plot behind the cottage alive with color and life instead of filled with brittle brown stalks of leftover foliage.
"I'd like that." Her voice was warm and pleasant, her tone comfortable in his mind, his heart.
"For now, though, we'll have to be content to stay inside where it's warm." Leonard saw her mouth turn up in a grin and caught her flicking a glance at him out of the corner of her eye. He squeezed her to him even tighter and turned to brush his lips against her neck, smiling when his stubble caused her jump at the sensation.
"I like that too."