#Silent Night – just a couple of characters and the hush of freshly fallen slow - 200 words | Rating: K | Genre: Humour
"I want to run in it."
Deeks did a double take at his partner. "What? No!"
"Oh, come on."
Shaking his head at his partner, he folded his arms. "It's all pretty and unspoilt," he said, jerking his head towards the blanket of snow in front of them.
"That's exactly why we need to run through it," she told him quite seriously.
They were back at the cabin, again. Only this time it was just the two of them Deeks had been hoping that the snow had somewhat melted but they had just arrived to a fresh snow storm, much to his disgust. He really hated the stuff. He made sure Kensi knew it.
"Should I be concerned with your destructive urges?" Deeks teased.
Kensi pulled a face. "I thought you'd be happy to, with how much you hate it and all."
"Well, yeah, but-"
He took another look at the smooth surface. Even he had to admit how lovely it looked; it would be a shame to destroy it.
"Well?" Kensi repeated, getting impatient.
"I don't want to wreck it," he whined, his voice echoing oddly against the snow.
"Just one footprint?" Kensi wheedled, turning big eyes on him.