Saturday, 8:30 pm. The Cabot Cabin.

After devouring numerous s'mores, Alex and Olivia sprawled out on the blanket Alex had previously placed on the floor. Their heads were in the center of the blanket and their legs pointed outward. Together, they formed a shape that vaguely resembled a 'V'.

"Ugh. I'm stuffed," Olivia said as she patted her stomach.

"Don't blame me. I'm not the one who cooked us a huge dinner," Alex replied.

"Are you complaining?"

"No, of course not. I'm merely pointing out the obvious," Alex responding flippantly.

"Well as long as we're pointing out the obvious, I'm not the one who stuffed us full of chocolate and marshmallows."

"Just because I bought 6 chocolate bars, didn't mean you had to eat them all in one sitting," Alex chuckled.

"Well in my defense, I had some help polishing those off," Olivia replied.

"That's a weak defense Detective. The 'help' you claim to have had ate 1.5 bars – three s'mores. You on the other hand, voraciously consumed the remainder," Alex rattled off as if she were presenting evidence in court.

"Well, we've got some marshmallows left over," Olivia said meekly.

"And what, pray tell Detective, do you suggest we do with those?" Alex questioned amusedly.

"Hot chocolate of course," Olivia answered as if it had been clear from the start.

"Oh darn. I forgot to pick some up at the bodega," Alex frowned.

"Not to worry, Counselor. You may have forgotten, but my sharp detective mind remembered," Olivia declared.

"Meaning…you made a list because you knew you'd forget too?"

Olivia gaped at her. "I'm offended. Just for that remark, you don't get any."

"Well then you don't get any of my marshmallows," Alex said.

"Aaa-lex. That's not fair," Olivia whined as she sat up to effectively pout at Alex.

"Li-i-iv. That's not fair," Alex parroted.

Olivia looked at Alex as if she had sprouted a second head. A second later she burst out laughing and Alex followed suit. Once their bout of laughter had subsided, Olivia turned to face Alex and asked innocently, "So do I get to have marshmallows?"

Laughing, Alex responded with her own question. "Do I get to have cocoa?"

"That depends."

"On?" Alex asked curiously.

"On how many marshmallows you're willing to part with."

Alex thought about it for a second and replied, "Three."

"Seven," Olivia shot back immediately.

"Four," Alex replied, unphased.

"Five," Olivia continued to bargain.

"Five? What would warrant you getting five marshmallows?"

"Did I forget to mention that I didn't bring any old hot chocolate mix? I broughtraspberry hot cocoa," Olivia slyly informed Alex.

Alex's mouth fell open in surprise. "Have all the marshmallows you want," Alex said in all seriousness, "Just hand over the cocoa."

Olivia laughed. "Deal. Be right back."

Olivia got up to retrieve the hot cocoa mix. But as it turned out, this task was much easier said than done. Ten minutes later, Alex went in search of Olivia. Peering into the kitchen, Alex realized Olivia was no where in sight. Expanding her search parameters to the second floor, Alex entered the bedroom. Hearing a loud thump, Alex walked toward the noise to investigate. As she walked, she heard indistinct muttering coming from the corner of the room and saw Olivia's feet poking out of the doorway of the walk-in.

"What are you doing in there? Come out of the closet, Olivia."

Olivia's head shot out as she sat straight up. At first, Alex couldn't read the expression on Olivia's face. Olivia almost seemed to be waiting for something. Suddenly, Alex realized the implication of what she had just said. Seeing the realization finally dawn on Alex, a smile slowly spread across Olivia's face until it resulted in a Cheshire cat-like grin. In an effort to cover-up her little slip of the tongue, Alex rushed over and aided Olivia in getting up off the floor.

"What were you doing on the floor, Liv?" Alex said quickly, desperately hoping to distract Olivia from her earlier line of questioning.

"Just rummaging through my luggage. I forgot where I put the cocoa," Olivia smile apologetically.

"Along with a list of things to pack, maybe you should make a list of where you packed them as well," Alex said, grateful that Olivia was letting her change the subject.

"Yeah, maybe. But I'd probably just lose the list," Olivia joked.

"True," Alex said as she smiled.

"Come on and help me. It's in here…somewhere," Olivia gripped.

"Alright, Detective, although I must warn you that I am much more accustomed to serving search warrants, not executing them."

Returning to her previous position on the floor, Olivia continued her search, but this time, with help. A few minutes later, they found the elusive cocoa. A triumphant Olivia waltzed off to the kitchen to prepare the cocoa after she suggested Alex go bundle herself up by the fire. Preferring to keep her proximity to Olivia, Alex chose to clear the table instead. They worked in relative silence. Alex reveled in the happiness she felt being near Olivia. This feels so right, Alex thought of her current situation. She knew her mind was slipping into dangerous territory, but she didn't care. She was miles away from the city and its problems, and she was 'playing house', so to speak, with Olivia.

Carrying two mugs of cocoa, Olivia followed Alex back into the living room. As Olivia seated herself on the floor by the fire and the marshmallows, Alex gathered the throw blanket from the couch. It was the same blanket she had placed over Olivia as she slept. It smells like her, Alex thought smiling. Alex situated herself next to Olivia and accepted her mug of cocoa happily. Alex placed the mug on the floor next to her as she wrapped the blanket around herself. Olivia looked next to her expectantly.

"What?" Alex asked.

"You're not the only one whose chilly you know," Olivia replied.

"Oh I'm so sorry, Liv. Let me go get another blanket," Alex said hurriedly as she moved to get up.

"No need for that Lex. We can just share this one," Olivia said as she placed a hand on Alex's forearm.

Alex's stomach twisted in a knot. Sharing a blanket with Olivia…sitting by the fire…sipping cocoa? She felt the heat emanating from Olivia's hand and she felt the heat spread over her whole body. She was experiencing sensory overload. She felt as if she might leap out of her skin any minute. She couldn't let Olivia see her like that. She wasn't ready to talk to Olivia about it yet. "Really, Liv. It's no problem. I'll just – " Alex started to say as she was hushed by Olivia.

"Were already situated. Come on. Didn't your parents teach you that it's not polite to refuse a guest such a simple request? Didn't they teach you to share?" Olivia teased.

Apprehensively, Alex unwrapped one side of the blanket and offered it to Olivia.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Olivia smiled.

Alex shrugged and Olivia proceeded to put the blanket over her own shoulders. Not wanting to bump Alex with her elbow, Olivia placed her arm behind Alex. As she did so, her hand brushed the small of Alex's back. Alex shivered at the contact.

"Aww, poor thing. You're shivering," Olivia cooed. She thought Alex was shivering from the cold, so she opened up her arms. "Come here," Olivia said as she wrapped her arms around Alex to shield her from the cold.

Alex tensed up immediately, shocked at the contact. If she felt sensory overload before, then she was convinced that her brain had just melted. I'm in Olivia's arms. I'm in her arms by the fire. Alex tried to make sense of the situation. Not being able to think about anything but the strong arms around her, Alex surrendered into the embrace.

Feeling Alex relax and lean into her, Olivia asked, "Feeling better?"

"Perfect," Alex murmured, as she closed her eyes and rested her head on Olivia.

They sat there, cuddled up together in front of the fire, until Olivia noticed that Alex had fallen asleep with a smile on her face. Olivia silently gathered the woman into her arms, carried her upstairs, and tucked her into bed.