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"I don't like driving in the snow," Paige said. "I had it growing up, but we moved to a warmer area by the time I was old enough to drive."
"We didn't have much snow in Ireland," Walter said, "but when we did, I drove in it."
"You were old enough to drive when you were still in Ireland?"
"I didn't say that."
He gave her a smirk, and Paige rolled her eyes. "I did always think snowmobiling looked like a lot of fun."
"Hmmm." Walter looked thoughtful, and she raised an eyebrow at him, the other one shooting up when he gunned the van, letting it skip forward over the snowy road.
"And what are you doing?" she asked playfully, liking the grin on his face as they rolled along.
"Having a little fun," he said. "This could be the modern version of that sleigh song."
"I don't think so," she said, rolling her eyes. He leaned toward her, his eyes on the road, as if his shift in motion could help them around the turn up ahead. The car lurched, dragging them over to the side.
"Walter!" she shrieked, "this is dangerous!"
"Nahhhh," he said, looking mildly panicked when, as if on cue, the van bounced off the road, hitting the frozen, bumpy ground with a loud thud. He wheeled it back the other direction, feeling the antilock breaks kick in to help with the correction, then they were sailing, quickly but smoothly, back along the middle of the road.
"You are insane," she said, shaking her head.
"Hey, I've done a lot of stuff that put me in a life threatening situation," he said, "worst we get out of that is a little scare and maybe break one of those little twigs they're calling trees."
"You and I have slightly different definitions of 'harmless fun'."
"See?" Toby asked, his hand running along Happy's hip. "Just a little bit of harmless fun on the job."
"Mmmm hmmmm," she said, "unless we missed the radio call from Walter and Paige letting us know they've arrived at the station. Then we don't know when they'll be back, we won't know if they don't show up on time..."
"You know there hasn't been time for them to get there yet," Toby said. His eyebrows shot up, as if he'd just thought of something. "Although...it is me you're with, so then again, they might be almost back already."
She actually snorted. "Get off me, doc, we gotta get back to work."
"Fiiiiine." Toby rolled his eyes as he pulled himself into a sitting position.
"Where are my pants?" Happy frowned, looking around the tiny room.
"Forget your pants," Toby said. "Where is my hat?"
"Yeah, because that's the article of clothing most necessary to have when Walter and Paige get back." Happy spotted something wedged between the cushions of the couch and tugged on it. "Ah, here we are."
"And here's my hat," Toby said, whisking it off one of the tables. There was a clattering sound. "Uh oh," he said, reaching down to pick up one of the radios."
"Oh my god, please tell me you didn't break another radio. These aren't your cheap, two mile radius walkie talkies you know."
There was a beeping and then Walter's voice. "O'Brien to Quinn."
Toby made a show of looking offended as he handed Happy the device. "It's for you."
"Please tell me you aren't there yet," she said. "Toby doesn't need another ego boost."
"What?"
"Nothing, go ahead."
"We're about a half an hour out," Walter said, and Happy gave Toby a smirk. "We wanted to make sure you two had enough wood for the stove in case this storm Paige has pulled up on radar blows in faster than expected. We'll easily be back before it gets here, but the four of us may be holed up for a few hours awaiting extraction."
"Thanks," Happy said. "We've probably got a good twelve hours' supply in the corner, especially if we control the oxygen vents so the fire burns cooler but slower."
"Also the couch is really comfortable!" Toby said, louder than necessary for them to hear, his face close to the radio. "I personally found it...omph," he protested as he was knocked onto said couch by Happy.
"Stay safe out there, you guys," Happy said. "We'll see you in a couple hours."
