Note: This has been sadly neglected as of late and for that I apologize. I had to redirect my attention to some of my other fandoms before returning to work on this. And we lost power for a few days, so I wasn't really able to work on anything, but, now that it's back, I think my muse has decided to get to work.
Hope you guys enjoy!
He was cocooned.
Completely and utterly cocooned.
The blanket was pulled up to his chin and resting up over his shoulders.
His face was the only thing exposed.
But they were stuck here, up in an isolated cabin.
On a mountain.
In the middle of winter.
And they were going to be stuck here until Rip remembered where they were and came back for them.
Sara had stood for a moment, at first startled and then amused, when she first entered the room.
"For someone named Captain Cold, you sure don't have that much of a tolerance for the weather."
He grunted in response.
"You could always help Mick and I get the furnace going. Then we'd really be warm."
He burrowed deeper.
She tilted her head.
And then suddenly, she was at the couch, clawing at the blankets.
"Scooch over, you big lug!" She shoved him over and he was so startled that for the moment he let her. "I'm freezing too!"
She climbed onto the couch, dragging the blanket over her shoulders too.
Mick walked in a second later carrying firewood, blinking at them for a moment, before walking out of the room again, shaking his head and muttering, "Guess I'll just finish this on my own."