A/N Popped into my head and is being written down. Hope you like it! Ask for a sequel if you like with any ideas, I kind of have a few in mind.
I sludged through the deep, deep snow, treading carefully so I won't slip. I was wrapped up in a warm blue coat over top of my bright green overalls, and orange shirt. My long blond hair blew back in the strong winds as I approached the summit of Mother's Hill. Today was Winter 6, and while early in the winter a storm had blown a full force of snow into the peaceful town. I looked towards the graying sky, and sighed. My breath formed a stream of white into the cold air. I had hoped to make it home before the snow, but now that it was obvious I wouldn't I decided to go forward, towards the small valley at the base or Mother's Hill. I hoped it would offer me some protection from the storm.
As I neared the entrance to the wood surrounded valley the wind picked up viciously and snow began to drift in great walls up to the sky. I stood just outside the entrance to the valley, I could vaguely make out a small wooded corner that seemed very protected. Just then I heard a groan behind me. I turned to find Gray, the blacksmith's grandson. He looked frozen and weary, so I called over to him. He looked up and saw me. He then began to fight the wind and snow and trudged faithfully towards me. As he neared I reached out my hand and grasped his pulling him to the shelter of a huge oak tree in the small protected corner. There were thick pines all around, which allowed the snow to only come in drifts around the front of the little alcove. I dragged us all the way to the back and dropped into the needle like leaves. We sat for a moment resting, then he turned and said, "Thank you."
I closed my eyes, "For what?"
"If you hadn't shouted out, I would have tried to get home in this storm."
I sighed and shook my head. Then suddenly a thought popped into my head as I remembered looking at my calender. "Happy Birthday Gray."
He looked at me as we sat together and gave a small grin. "Thank you. Your the first person today to notice."
"What?" I gasped.
"Yeah, I left before gramps got up and everyone I saw in the street didn't say anything."
"Oh that's terrible. I'm sorry I didn't get you anything."
"It's ok. I know the storms haven't left much time for shopping, besides you just saved me from this storm. That's a good enough gift."
"No it isn't! I would have done that anyway. I'll make you something when the storm blows off and we can get back to my place. I know you love food."
He chuckled, and as I listened I could imagine hearing it the rest of my life. I shook my head, what was I thinking. I sounded like ever other girl out there, wishing for love or whatever.
We sat in silence for a while, watching the wind blow around us. Eventually I turned to see him shivering terribly. I winced as I saw his relatively thinner coat and boots. I realised that maybe I didn't give the blacksmith as much work as say the grocery store. I shuffled closer and unzipped my coat. He quickly glanced my way and his eyes widened as he saw my open coat.
"What are you doing? You'll freeze to death like that!" He said with teeth chattering and he pulled down his hat over his ears.
I said nothing as I tugged one of my arms out of the sleeve and tugged the coat around his other shoulder. He finally caught on and slipped his arm through the coat sleeve. He pulled me up onto his lap then we both re-zipped the coat. I gently pulled my other arm out of my sleeve to pull both arms up towards my chest, he then pulled that sleeve inwards and let it hang inside the coat to keep out cold air.
He wrapped his free arm around me tightly holding me to his chest. I could feel his heart beating next to mine.
I slowly felt my eyelids fall, and I drifted to sleep knowing we were both safe and warm.
Gray looked down at the girl sleeping inside the jacket, wrapped in his arms. She didn't know how often he wished he could hold her like this. How often he dreamed of a family with her. He sighed looking up at the darkening gray sky, then he too drifted off to sleep. His head resting gently against hers.
He felt a small nudge in the morning as sunshine drifted slowly onto his face. He sighed, that had been an excellent night. He had had the best dream of him and Tammy, the new farmer girl from the city. As consciousness tugged at him he felt a small, warm, weight on his chest. He looked down and gasped. There snuggled up to him, clutching at his shirt, was the girl of his dreams. The last night hit him like a load of iron from work. He smiled down at the sleeping angel. Her hair cascading down her face and back, like a golden halo. She began to stir and he blushed. He tugged at his hat just as she awoke and grinned up at him.
"Good morning," She whispered.
It was at that moment Gray decided it had been an exceptional 23rd birthday after all. He also decided it was high time he asked this wonderful girl in his arms to go out with him.
He grinned down at her and saw the beginning of new dream.
A/N I've decided this kind of sucked. Oh well it's going up anyways because I could use some advice on my writing. The only time I seem to get it is when I write something horrid. Hopefully this was horrid enough to warrant a review.