Frank sighed and stretched as he got off the plane. Looking at his watch he noticed that because of his delay he had less then an hour until Joe's plane landed. Suddenly his stomach made itself known. "Okay, I guess I can grab something to eat while I wait."

He made his way towards Joe's terminal, and noting where the gate was he headed towards sustenance. Grabbing a quick burger, and thinking of his brother's appetite, he added an extra large order fries. Once he got his food, he sat down to eat while watching the latest on the news.

One of the highlights was of a strange light being seen over the skies the last few nights. They were still looking into the story and no one seemed to know anything about it. Plus, the military denied repots of any weapons testing.

The weather report said there was a chance of a snowstorm hitting in the next few days. Frank was very glad he had packed bags for cold weather. California must be getting to me. I can't seem to handle the snow as easy as I used too.

Then Frank heard the call for Joe's flight arriving. Minutes later, Frank saw Joe exit the gate. "Joe!" he called out. Hearing his name Joe looked around and then bounded towards his brother.

Frank stood just as Joe reached him. Joe dropped his bags and enveloped his brother in a fierce hug. "Whoa, little brother!" Frank exclaimed as he was almost knocked over. "It hasn't been that long since we saw each other."

Joe pulled back, smiling ruefully. "I know, but its not like we really get to spend time together, you know. Someone else is always in the way, and the time usually goes so fast."

"Okay. I get it." Frank smirked.

"We got a car yet?" Joe asked, snagging one of Franks fries.

"I thought you ate?"

"Oh, yeah, Aunt Gertrude went all out. Even sent me with cookies"

"Then why are you stealing my dinner?" Frank could barely keep in his laughter at his brother's bottomless stomach.

"Because flying makes me hungry! And you never answered my question."

Frank bent down to pick up his bags, "Nope. There really wasn't time. My flight was a little late. Figured we could go together and head out from there."

"Sounds like a plan. I still have a bag to pick up." Joe stated, as he snagged more fries from Frank.

It's a good thing I think ahead. "Yeah, I do, too." He replied, as Joe just took the carton from him. And it's a good thing I'm not hungry anymore. Sighing and shaking his head, Frank led the way to the baggage claim.

They quickly got their bags and got their SUV squared away. In no time at all they were on the road. Joe was picking the music and trying to eat an ice cream cone, they he had picked up on his way out of the terminal, at the same time.

"Joe, you are going to drip all over the interior, and I'm not going to pay for the clean up bill." Joe just laughed and continued to slurp and search for just the right song.

Frank was glad to see Joe so happy. They both really did need this vacation. Frank was starting to stress with his LSATs coming up in a few months, and both of their parents had expressed worry to him about Joe. Dad seemed to think he was being a little aimless with school. Frank promised their mother that he would talk about it with Joe at some point during this vacation.

"Frank?"

"What?"

After a moment of silence he glanced at Joe. He must have missed some part of the conversation.

"I was just making sure that you didn't bring any school work with you. This is going to be a school free zone." Joe's voice was determined and set.

"I left it all in my dorm." Must have been the right answer because Joe straightened in his seat and resumed his attack of the melting ice cream cone. "How can you eat ice cream when there is snow outside? Wouldn't you rather have something to keep you warm?" Frank picked up his hot chocolate and tilted it for show towards Joe.

"Not really. I love hot cocoa as much as the next guy, but I really crave ice cream when it's snowing."

"You are so warped!" Joe just grinned. "So, how did we get this place anyway?"

"Ah, my roommate," Joe paused to catch a few drips. "His dad owns a timeshare, but they all went on a cruise instead."

Suddenly there was a loud popping noise and the SUV swerved to the side of the road. Frank fought for a moment to get control of the vehicle. Once they stopped, both brothers looked at each other with trepidation. The a grin threatened to split Joe's face as he showed Frank that the ice cream cone was still intact and nothing had spilled.

Frank just rolled his eyes and shook his head. Sighing loudly to cover his amused chuckle, he got out of the car to assess the damage.

When Joe joined him, Frank was already getting into the back to look for a spare tire. "Looks like we blew a tire."

"Naw. Really? I thought we hit a log back there." Avoiding the daggers that were sent his way, Joe shoved the rest of the cone into his mouth and helped Frank get the spare out.

Once the tire was changed and both boys were warming, up again Joe took out a map. "Looks like we're only a few miles from our turnoff. Then we have about twenty miles from there to the cabin."

"Okay. Just tell me when."