Paul opened his eyes

Paul opened his eyes. There was no light, except from the fire, since the cabin was surrounded by snow, so he looked at his watch. It was 8.00 AM. He looked down and smiled. Stephanie was curled up against him, in a deep sleep. He listened to her breathe. She wasn't taking slow, shallow breaths, her breathing wasn't quite normal, but it was a start. They had kept her awake until 5 in the morning, till she was a little warmer, before letting her sleep. She dropped off almost immediately. He stroked Stephanie's cheek. She was no longer cold, and seemed okay.

Amy and Matt came into the room. Matt saw Stephanie sleeping, and signaled for Amy to be quiet. They tiptoed into the room, and sat next to Paul.

"How is she?" Matt whispered.

"She's okay, her breathing's not that great, but it's better than last night." Paul said in a low voice.

"Good." Amy said, slightly relived. Stephanie stirred slightly, snuggling closer to her husband for warmth.

"Awww, ain't that sweet," came a distinctive voice from the opposite doorway.

"Shutup Irvine, she's sleeping," Paul warned

"Ah ah, temper temper," Chris said, in a wicked impersonation of Eminem.

"Just Shut it will ya?" Amy interrupted. Jeff, still in his room could hear them, and hardly control his hysterics. He got up and went to the lounge. It was heaps warmer in there, and he slumped on the couch.

"Okay, now that everyone is up, let's get breakfast," Matt suggested.

"Looks like we have to use the fire." Chris said.

"Yup, damnit," Paul said. Jeff and Matt went to their food supplies, and took some out.

"Scrambled eggs?" Matt called , throwing them to Jeff, who had a frying pan. He was about to

put the eggs in when Amy stopped him.

"They want something they can eat," she said, laughing.

"Oh….oops," Chris joked. Matt glared at him.

"Who wants breakfast?" Amy asked.

"I do!" yelled two voices.

"That doesn't help me much….umm…Paul?" She asked.

"Yeah."

"Shall I make some for Steph?"

"Umm…just give me a little extra…she can have some of mine."

"Woah, for once breakfast is edible," Chris said out loud. Amy shot him a look. He shut up promptly.

Meanwhile, Paul shook Stephanie gently, to wake her up.

"Steph, wake up," Paul said softly. Stephanie moaned groggily , and lifted her head, " Do you want any breakfast?"

"Yes, please," she replied, half asleep, "I don't want much."

"That's okay, you can have some of mine." Paul said. Stephanie sat up slightly, and he let her rest her head in his hand.

"Here ya, Paul," Amy passed him a plate. He put it down beside the mattress, and sat up. Then he pulled Stephanie up and sat her on his lap. She leaned back against him, and he let her eat what she wanted of the scrambled eggs, before finishing them himself. He then got up to help with the dishes, leaving his wife to go back to sleep by the fire. He then sat down beside her on the mattress, and listened in on the conversation Chris and Matt were having.

"Man I wish we had TV," Matt said

"So do I, Jerky," Chris replied

"Don't call me that!"

"Why not?"

Paul sat there and listened as they had a 'do not, do too' fight, and couldn't help but think that they would get irritated of one another's company. His thoughts were interrupted by Jeff lunging at Chris, and Paul got to his feet, trying to restrain them from fighting. Matt heard the thumps, and came rushing out. He helped Paul hold them off, and he calmed his brother, while Paul calmed Chris.