A/N- One shot time! Sadly I don't own anything, believe me, I would if I could!

There they sat, curled up against one another, silently but contently. The wind and snow outside blew in a big gust, making the old house creek, making Sam Braddock pull his secret girlfriend/team mate, Julianna Callaghan, that much closer to him. The dim light of the fire contrasted against Sam's pale skin and Jules' tanned.

Jules relaxed her head on Sam's chest, she was happier than she had been in a long time. Work had been a nightmare lately. Too many 'critical incidents' for her to count, a good number of them not ending as well as the team would have hoped. Then there was the ongoing problem with Toth, they were still on probation and forever being watched. It eased Jules at times, knowing that Greg knew about her and Sam, but it had also caused a lot of unwanted attention from Greg. He had always been somewhat of a father figure to Jules, but whenever her, Sam and Greg were alone, there was inevitable tension.

But tonight Jules pushed all thoughts of work and stress out of her mind. The team had gotten two days off and she planned to spend them solely with Sam. She pushed her cold, bare feet up against Sam's warm legs.

"Jesus Jules! You're freezing!"

"I always have cold feet. Get use to it." She murmured as she snuggled closer to him.

Sam liked it when Jules was like this; all cuddly and cute. He raised his hand to her hair and slowly started to stroke her brown, strawberry scented curls.

"I like this." Sam commented out of nowhere.

"Like what?" Asked Jules as she closed her eyes and matched her breathing to the steady rise and fall of Sam's chest.

"This. Us. You and me and the fire, the snow and wind outside. It's peaceful." Sam responded.

Jules lifted her head up, and turned her body over so that she was lying on Sam. She looked him in his eyes; chocolate brown on crystal clear blue. "Yeah," she agreed "It is." She smiled as he leaned up to kiss her.

When they broke apart, they were still pretty much in the same position; Jules on top of Sam. They were silent for a while, listening to each other's heart beat and the howling of the wind. As usual, Sam was the first to break the silence. He laughed and smiled.

"What so funny?" Jules asked.

"I was thinking about my first skiing trip." He laughed some more at the memory.

"Tell me about it." She urged him on.

Sam rubbed soothing circles on her back as he began his story. "I was no more than five. The General had been home on his yearly break and mom convinced him to take us on a vacation. To this day I still believe mom was thinking more of beaches and drinks, but the general decided on skiing. So we packed up, the five of us hopped on an airplane and went to Utah."

"That was brave of your parents." Jules commented.

"What was?"

"Taking three little kids on a vacation. Sarah would have been… What?"

"Sarah would have almost been three, and Natalie wouldn't have even been one yet. So really, it was only my father that could ski."

"So you didn't get to?"

"Well, this is the funny part." Sam said as he cracked another smile, one that made Jules' heart pump wildly.

"It was our second day there and I remember being bored stiff, I wanted to try skiing. Dad was just heading out of the hotel room when I ran as fast as I could to stand in front door. I crossed my arms and gave my dad this whole speech about how I was a big boy and that it wasn't fair that I had to stay at the hotel with mom and the babies.

Jules shook with laughter, she could totally imagine as five year old blond Sam doing that.

"I prepared myself for swift smack but instead my dad laughed and told me to go get ready. He was gonna take me with him. It was the one time that I ever made him laugh." Sam sighed at the memory.

"And when he took me out on the hill, I remembered just feeling free, I know it sounds stupid and cheesy but I'll never forget that feeling."

"That's not stupid Sam, its sweet." Jules told him.

"Tell me about your first ski trip."

Jules paused, her cheeks turning a rosy pink color. "Well," She began "I, uh, I've never been skiing."

Silence.

"Hang on a sec!" Sam said as he sat up, placing Jules in between his legs, facing him. "You've never gone skiing!"

She shook her head sheepishly.

"You've never been skiing." It wasn't a question this time.

"That's what I said."

"I can't believe you've never gone skiing!"

"Why are you so shocked?" She asked him.

"Well you did grow up in Alberta, their winters are so harsh."

"Yeah but Alberta is a flat as a pancake!"

Sam considered this. "Well we are gonna have to do something about this! I'm taking you skiing tomorrow!" Sam decided.

Jules however was rather weary.

"I don't know Sam..."

"What's wrong baby? You scared I'm gonna leave you at the top of the hill all by yourself?" Sam teased her.

"Haha, you're funny." She said as she got up off the couch.

"Hey!" Sam complained. "Come back here!" He also stood up and chased her up the stairs. He caught up to her easily and grabbed her around the waist. He tickled her sides until she erupted with laughter.

"SAM!" she screamed between sharp and raggedy breaths. "STOP!"

She gained control of herself and grabbed Sam's hands, and knocked him to her, well their, bed. She crashed herself down on top of him once again. Both of them smiling and laughing.

"Come skiing with me tomorrow?" He tried again as he cupped either side of her face in his hands. "Please?"

Jules sighed, she was giving in. It's not like she was afraid to try something new, she just didn't want to make herself look like a fool in front of Sam.

"Fine, I'll go with you."

Sam smiled and pecked her on the lips.

"Thank you." He whispered.

"Yeah yeah, but I'm telling you now, that I'll be no good!"

"I doubt that sweetheart!"

"Well I guess we'll see tomorrow.

"Tomorrow." Sam agreed.

A/N- Stories tonight, skiing tomorrow! So I guess this isn't really a one shot anymore, more like a two shot, so review and let me know if you're interested in another chapter!