Silence coated the hills and forest. Nothing stirred in this new coat of purity.

            "WE'RE WHAT?!?!!!" Faye's shriek shattered the serenity.

            "Calm down." Spike held his lighter up to examine their surroundings. "It's just a cave, we should be safe."

            "SAFE?!  We're in a fucking cave! God damn it Spike, what the hell were you thinking?!" Faye bellowed from on her knees, still on the ground.

            "I was thinking about saving our lives!" Spike whipped around, causing the flame to go out.

            "Nice move lunkhead." Faye said in black darkness.

            "Damn ungrateful wench." He relit the lighter. "And keep your voice down, you'll start another avalanche."

            "Oh like this is my fault?!" She stomped up to him.

            "I never said it was. Stop yelling!"

            "I'M---NOT--YELLING!!!!!!!"

            The cave suddenly shook. "now look what ya did." Spike yelled. "Damn. Move further into the cave!" He took hold of her arm.

            Rocks soon fell where they had been standing, from the ceiling. All was soon quiet again.

            "You alright?" Spike's voice split through the deafening black. "Faye?"

            "No I am not alright. My foot is under a damn rock."

            The lighter lit a small flame. Spike scanned the room to see Faye near the newly acquired rock pile. "Hang on." He headed over to the violet haired damsel in distress. He looked over the situation and quickly came to a decision.

            Spike securely put away the lighter into his pocket and took hold of her upper arms. "On the count of three okay?" Faye bit down on her lip. "One.....Two....Three! Four!" He pulled her out from under the rocks.

            She fell back on top of him. "What the hell happened to three?!"

            "It was in there. I thought I'd give you a little more time." Spike smirked. Faye growled to herself as she rolled off him. Spike lit his lighter again, along with a cigarette. "Now what?" Faye asked.

            Exhaling, he replied, "Now we start a fire to keep alive." Spike stood up and headed further into the cave.

            "Where are you going?"

            "To get wood, I saw some in here before the rocks fell." Faye sat quietly in the dark, while Spike gathered some sticks and placed them in the middle of the space. He pulled out the manual to the saw from his coat and lit it on fire, placing it at the bottom of the pile. It immediately took flame.

            Faye shuffled over to the fire, making a perch on a nearby rock. Spike looked up to Faye who had her hands outstretched to the fire. Faye's clothes were dripping wet, along with her hair. Spike got up and took off his puffy ski jacket, placing it over Faye's small shoulders. "Thanks." She whispered looking up to him. Spike half smiled before sitting back down. "So how do we get out of here?"

            He blew into his hands to keep them warm. "I think I saw an opening at the other end when I found some sticks."

            "Great! Lets go."

            "Why don't we warm up first."

            Faye growled. "This is not how I wanted to spend my Christmas Eve."

            "None of us do. I just hope Jet and Ed are alright......"