Writer's note: My take on what "really" happened in that cabin up in the mountains of Edonia. Reviews, feedback, suggested pairings welcome. I hope you enjoy!

(Cabin, Edonia, night, 2012)

Sheltering themselves from the bitter cold, Sherry and Jake enter the seemingly abandoned mountain cabin. The high winds make it difficult for them to close the door but once it is shut tight and locked, they notice a defining silence engulfing them.

"Home sweet home!" Jake jokes, breaking the silence.

"We'll see about that," Sherry replies.

The two of them check the rooms with their guns still at the ready. Once they are satisfied that they are indeed alone they finally holster their weapons.

"This place doesn't look half bad," Jake says in a snarky tone. "I wonder if the water still works. Maybe get that coffee going that I promised us."

While Jake heads into the kitchen to check the facet, Sherry checks the fireplace to see if she can get it started. Jake turns the sink handle and after a moment, unexpectedly, hot water begins to run though.

"It looks like the plumbing still works," Jake hollers, "I thought we were going to have to settle with drinking mountain snow."

"Nice to hear some good news for once," Sherry hollers back. She sets the kindling in the fire place. Using the gas and lighter sitting on the mantel, she gets the fire burning hot quickly.

Jake returns to the living room and stops himself in the doorway. "There is even hot water if you would like to take advantage." He looks to the large hole in Sherry's coat. "Maybe wash some of that blood of you?"He looks to her still concerned.

"Not just now," Sherry snaps at him annoyed. "I just... want to enjoy the fire for a little bit, okay?" She sits herself down on the floor then holds out her hands to warm them.

"Suit yourself. I however am heading to the shower. I could use one after a day such as this." He heads towards the bathroom door then stops himself to look back at her. "Just holler if you need me, alright?"

She answers him while staring into the fireplace, hypnotized by the dancing of the flames, "Yeah, sure."

He softly slams his hand against the door frame wanting to express his feelings for her, but instead decides to step inside, and close the door behind him. Sherry begins taking off her boots to warm up her toes. After a little while she begins to feel confident that no one was going to find them so far up in the mountains and decides to take off her jacket. As she rubs her fingers against her toes she is surprised to hear Jake humming a tune from the shower. A smile escapes the corner of her mouth.

Not long after, Jake emerges from the bathroom wearing nothing but his jeans. Sherry admires his body as his skin glistens still slightly wet as he slowly dries himself off with a towel. Every womanly instinct is screaming inside her to just grab hold of him and never let go. She blushes then turns her face away hoping he didn't notice.

"Oh yeah." Jake sighs happily, "It has been a while since I have had a nice, relaxing, shower. It really is the little things." Jake takes the towel into his hands and dries his face.

"Well now you have convinced me," Sherry giggles slightly then her voice fades. "I suppose it's my turn." She heads into the bathroom.

"Yeah sure, go ahead,"

Sherry quickly closes the door behind her trying to restrain herself. Jake can't help but wonder if he has done something wrong. She suddenly seems so cold to his presence. He tries to brush it off knowing it has been a difficult day for the both of them.

As Sherry cleans the blood from her back, Jake once again enters the kitchen to see if there is any food to be found. He comes up empty handed then makes his way back to the living room. He stares out the window at the blizzard unable to see anything but white. He only hopes that is the same from anyone else's perspective. If they are caught off guard now he hated to think what might happen. Running low on supplies and no where to run, he couldn't bare letting those bastards take Sherry into custody again. He knows all too well how it feels to be a lab rat and she has been living with it much longer than he has.

Not sure of how much time passes, as his thoughts cause him to space out, he suddenly hears the bathroom door open, and Sherry steps out wearing only a towel wrapped around her. He swallows hard then continues to look out the widow, pretending not to notice her. Unable to keep a clear head, his cock quickly hardens and causes his pants to become very uncomfortable.

"See anything?" Sherry asks.

"No nothing." Jake responds at first thinking she is talking about him looking at her then realizing she is talking about the window. "I think the storm will keep us safe for now. Let's just hope by morning we wont be snowed in. I already checked the kitchen and their isn't any food so I guess we will have to dine on energy bars tonight. Also I'll have to give you a rain check on getting you that coffee." He presses his palm against his crotch trying to calm himself. His blood is rushing so fast he can feel it even though his jeans.

"That's fine," Sherry answers with a smile.

She pulls a sleeping bag out from the trunk next to the fireplace and spreads it out over the floor. Jake approaches her slowly from behind, eyeing her legs as she bends over with the towel just barley covering her buttocks. He thinks to himself that if she leans over any further he will be able to see everything.

Jake speaks with his voice tight, "You don't have to sleep on the floor, Sherry. You can take the bedroom and I'll... sleep out here on the couch."

She quickly responds, "No, I want to sleep next to the fire tonight," her tone is soft and dreamlike.

After fixing the last corner of the sleeping bag she stands strait up to face him. Now with their half naked bodies only inches from each other Jake can't help but feel like he shouldn't be in the same room as her.

"Well I guess I'll leave you to it then." He starts to move around her to head to the bedroom but she takes him by the hand stopping him.

"Jake," she says demanding, "Can you please stop with the tough guy routine for just a moment?"

"I don't know what you mean?" He knows full well his actions contradict his own words. Looking away from her, he knew she was giving him all the signals and he still refused to act on them.

Her tone becomes soft once again, "Look at me, Jake. Just look at me."

He slowly turns to face her. Swallowing hard he looks down into her eyes. Like two large sapphires they stare up at him. He never really took the time to look at them before. Their beauty hypnotize him and suddenly it is as if he can't look away.

Sherry places her hands on his chest. Feeling his tough muscles entices her to move in closer to him. She can feel his heart beating quickly. His breath is heavy. He stands motionless to shy and unsure what to do. She leans in closer to his face.

"You're really handsome. Has anyone ever told you that?" She asks.

Jake chuckles, "A few times. None of them were anyone I would want to bring home to Mom and Dad though."

"Is that so? Got anyone in mind you would like to bring home?" She asks sensually.

She slides her right hand up his collar bone, past his neck, and jaw, until her thumb caresses the large scar across his cheek. He trembles having never felt such soft skin against his before and turns his face slightly away from her touch.

She gasps, "I'm sorry. Does it hurt?" Her voice becomes wary.

"No, I'm just not use to anyone touching it, that's all." He looks away from her for a moment still shy, then looks back. "But I like it."

He gives her a slight smile before turning his lips towards her hand. He places his left hand over hers and caresses his lips against her palm. Taking her chance at his welcoming gesture, Sherry slides her fingers behind his neck to pull him towards her. In one swift motion she presses her supple lips against his. His body goes stiff for a moment unclear on what was happening, then his heart flutters causing him to lose his breath. As he tries to recover air into his mouth he finds her tongue there instead. The taste of her saliva causes his senses to heighten. Suddenly he can smell the floral scent of her hair, and hear her heart beating quickly along side his. It is an immediate addiction. Suddenly, something the two of them never knew they were missing and that they could never live without again.

Sherry allows her towel to fall to the floor then presses her luscious breasts against his abdomen. She wraps her left arm around his thin waist to his lower back. He embraces her with both arms around her shoulders and sinks into the kiss. They both moan allowing themselves to get lost in the wet sensation.

Sherry slides her fingers into the waist of his pants then around to the front to unfasten them. Jake wriggles as she pulls on the band of his boxers causing them to fall from his hips to the floor. Breaking from the kiss she looks down at his large cock now pressing against her belly. She smiles and looks back up to Jake's eyes. She can see him trembling and takes him by the hands to comfort him. She then leads him down to the floor. As she falls to her back, her C-cup breasts bounce, causing the light from the fireplace to cast dancing shadows over the both of them.

Jake is captivated by her beauty. Her soft, golden hair looking almost as bright as the fire. Her pink skin covered in goosebumps. Her face expressing so much happiness. At first he isn't sure what move to make next. On one side he wants to ravish her and make her his but on the other she looks so angelic and pure that he never wants any man to soil her. The choice is made for him as she reaches her arms out to him. Beckoning him to hold her. He slowly crawls over her, meeting her face to face once again. They share another deep kiss, this one longer than the last, continuing until their hearts skip a beat causing them both to loss their breath.

Jake pulls back from her still trying to restrain himself. "Sherry, are you sure this is what you want? I mean, you hardly know me and what I do... it doesn't make being close to someone easy."

She places her thumb over his lips then to his scar once again, admiring the concerned look on his face. "I don't care about any of that. Nothing in my life has been easy either. Please, let's just enjoy the time we can together. We can worry about everything else as it come to us." She wraps her hands around to his back pulling him closer.

Unable to resist her, he decides to agree with her, "Alright."

He gives her another quick kiss then slides his fingers along her tender butt-cheeks, down her slender, inner thighs, slowly positioning them to open as he adjusts his pelvis against hers. Immediately as he places the head of his penis against her clit, she lets out a noise of embarrassment. She tightens her mouth trying to keep herself from doing it again. Jake then uses his hands to massage her V-line, allowing her to open up to him even further at her own pace. Seeing her clitoris before him, he places his thumb over it and begins making a circular motion. Sherry moans out loud letting out a large breath of hot air. Her face is bright red in the firelight. Jake smiles knowing he has caused her to do so. Her sweet, innocent face becomes even more adorable to him as she tries harder and harder to hold herself back.

Seeing the moisture begin to increase from her opening, he places the head of his cock between her vaginal lips wetting it. Before long he is able to slip himself deep inside her. Sherry lets out another loud moan as her body becomes stiff, feeling him all the way up to her uterus. Jake remains still for a moment, allowing her to catch her breath, then slowly begins thrusting against her. Sherry presses her nails hard into his back, still holding him close against her. Her breasts bounce with each thrust calling out to Jake who takes them into his mouth. He massages her nipples with his tongue, the taste of her skin and sweat add to his addiction for her. He then kisses up her neck to her ear.

He whispers, "You feel so amazing."

Sherry whispers back still trying to quiet her moans, "So do you, Jake. I'm not sure how long I can keep this up."

"Don't hold back. Whenever you're ready just let yourself go." He kisses and nibbles the base of her ear.

"But I don't want this to stop. This is the best feeling I have ever felt," she moans.

"Me too," he replies.

Jake tries his best to keep his pace slow, not wanting to force their climax to arrive quicker than desired. After only a few more moments however the two of them can feel each other reaching their limit.

"Jake, I'm so close. You're gonna make me..."

"Just hold in there a little longer," he pleads.

"I can't. I'm cumming," she moans.

Hearing those words escape her lips, he too reaches his peak. He slips himself as deep inside her as he can, feeling her vaginal walls tighten around his member causing him to erupt inside her. As Sherry moans Jake grunts to match her sounds of pleasure. He studies her face in her moment of bliss, thinking it is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. Her mouth wide open, with her eyes tightly shut, her neck fully exposed and vulnerable to him. He moves his hands up over her breasts until his fingers grasp at her throat. He thinks about how delicate she is compared to how powerful he is. No one has ever cared for him enough; to trust him to get this close. He moves his fingers up into her hair. A single tear escapes his eye as he leans down to kiss her once again, long and passionate. Sherry feels the tear on her cheek and smiles, so happy to find how humane he actually is. They entwine their fingers as if to never let go. Feeling weak, Jake falls to the floor next to her and she wraps her arm around his stomach.

There are so many questions he wants to ask her but worries that doing so might spoil the moment. He continues to run his fingers though her hair as she sighs and looks up at him.

"So... where do you see this going, once we save the world?" Sherry asks happily.

"I honestly don't know, Super Girl. I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

"Please tell me, you'll stay with me. You will won't you?" She asks desperately.

Jake giggles, "I guess it will be good to have someone around to distract the enemy."

Sherry punches him playfully not amused, "I'm serious," she says annoyed.

He flinches then laughs, "Okay, okay I'm sorry. Yes. Of course I'll stay."

She leans up to kisses him while rubbing her thumb against his scar once again. He can't help but feel like she wants to say something but instead she rests her head against his shoulder. He kisses her forehead lovingly, and they both drift into a restless sleep.