Winter Wonderland

Chapter 5

When It Rains It Pours

By: Rachel*

Rated: PG-13

Gender: Romance/Drama/Mild Comedy

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          Faye shivered as she walked inside to cabin. Spike set the sled outside on the porch and looked around before walking inside himself. "You get changed, or whatever…" He smirked and she rippled her lips together. "I'll get you hot chocolate and something to munch on."

          Faye smiled, and walked inside the room. Closing the door the room was dark. She slowly pulled off her gloves and tossed them to the ground, the tips of her fingers were numb. She grimaced and nibbled on them until the feeling came back. She shuttered, and stripped down until she was in a white undershirt, and matching white underwear.

          Sighing she opened her suitcase and pulled out a pear of black fleece pants, and a navy sweatshirt. Her cheeks began to sting; she hurriedly ran into the bathroom, they were bright red. Her eyes widened and she ran into the kitchen.

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          Spike hummed to a song as he placed two mugs into the microwave and pressed start. "Spike!" Faye screamed in a panicked voice. He jumped, and turned around to find Faye in her underwear with a pair of pants and a sweatshirt in her arms. He blinked a few times.

          "What's wrong?" he swallowed.

          Faye's face flushed. "I think I have hypothermia," she rubbed her cheeks. "Everything stings and—"

          Spike started to laugh. Faye narrowed her eyes. "No, no…" he shook his head and got her a small glass of water to tide her over until the hot chocolate was ready. "You're body was just cold, don't worry, as long as you don't have any black toes, you'll be just fine." He winked and turned back to the microwave as it beeped. "Shouldn't you get dressed honey?" he cooed. "Save that for later…" He smirked, picturing the expression on her face as she walked away.

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          He watched from the trees as Faye pulled on her pajamas. A pair of binoculars in his left hand he sipped from a heated mug, filled with coffee. "These two should be fun." He yawned and turned on his snow mobile, and drove away. "Very fun indeed…"

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          "Faye, your hot chocolate is ready, baby!" He called and rolled his eyes flopping onto the couch and set the drinks and a bag of marshmallows onto the coffee table. He'd gotten changed into a pair of tan pants and a faded blue t-shirt.

          Faye's cheeks were a rosy red from the cold, and from blushing. She watched as Spike smiled and glanced at the television paper and began to flip through channels. "Thanks," she sat on the floor and leaned her head back on the couch.

          Spike smiled and let his fingers run through her damp hair. She stiffened. "Want some?" he handed her the bag of marshmallows. Faye nodded and took a handful of the small white puffs, and stuck them in her mug before sipping the warm, tasty treat.

          "What are we watching?" Faye sighed as he started to rub the back of her neck, and shoulders.

          "I figured I'd let you pick…" He sighed into her right ear, sending a chill down her spine. Spike set down his mug and sat down on the floor with her, and concentrated more on rubbing her shoulders and neck.

          Faye's lips parted and she rolled her head forward, her hair fell into her face. "That feels good." she half cautiously spoke.

          Spike chuckled and moved closer pressed his face into her neck. Faye closed her eyes. He was acting again. He let out a breathy laugh before kissing her neck. "Want to go to bed early?" He cooed.

          Faye's cheeks flushed, and she wanted to say yes, she was aching to say yes. "No," she laughed tangling her fingers in his hair. "You can wait a little longer…" He nibbled, and licked where he bit.

          "Faye," he groaned. Faye's eyes widened and she pulled away.

          "What are you doing?!" She hissed. Spike coughed when he noticed how far he'd taken their little act.

          "I…" He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't mean too you were just.—"

          "Just what Spike?" Faye stood and backed off. "I don't look like Julia, so it can't be that you were thinking of her, now could it? So tell me Spike, what was it?" Spike's eyes widened. He bowed his head, and clenched his fists.

          "Don't talk about her." He growled. Spike's arms shook. Faye's eyes narrowed and she walked into the kitchen.

          "Not that it should matter to you, she loved Vicious anyway—"

          "I said not to talk about her!" Spike shouted, and looked up at her.

          Faye closed her eyes and nodded her head. "Sorry," she mumbled.

          There was a loud boom in the distance. Spike blinked as everything began to shake. "A…" He gritted his teeth. "Faye, get down!" He grabbed her and threw her to the ground covering her with his body as a huge wave of snow crashed into their small cabin. The roof fell, and the wood shattered around them.

          Faye screamed, as Spike held her down, snow covered over the kitchen, and all on the upper floor. Soon all fell silent except for Faye's quiet cries. Spike sat up and looked over at where the kitchen used to be. "All the food…" He grimaced. "Well, at least we'll be able to—" He cut himself off as he looked out the window. Nothing could be seen except for a cloud of white. "Well, this is something new…"

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