Author's Note: Come on, who hasn't read one of these? lol I love cliches. Also I have no idea what's the best way to share body heat, I just wanted to have a clueless Bobby moment, lol.
Title: Snowstorm
Cliché
Author: GusTheMoose
Theme/Set:
Prisoner/Criminal Intent
Rating: PG
Claim +
additional character(s): Alex Eames/Bobby Goren
Warning:
NA
Summary: "Next you'll be suggesting we strip
down and share body heat."
"Man, how cliché is this?" Alex Eames asked her partner Bobby Goren, "Middle of the snow storm, car battery dies and we're stranded."
"Could be worse," Bobby said, shifting in an attempt to stop the cold from seeping into his legs. Alex raised an eyebrow at him, "There could be a serial killer after us?"
"That would probably make this more interesting," Alex sighed, "I hate winter."
Bobby blinked in surprise. He clearly remembered Alex mentioning that she loved winter, snow and Christmas, "When did that change?"
"Okay, I don't hate winter, I hate cold." Bobby nodded in understanding. They sat next to each other on the floor of the cabin near a weakly burning fire. He was pretty sure they'd survive the night if they kept the fire going, which meant one of them would have to wake up about every hour to check on it.
"You want my suit jacket?" Bobby said, preparing to take off his camel hair coat to turn over his jacket.
"Next, you'll be suggesting we strip down and share body heat," Alex muttered.
"It's actually better to leave the clothes on, more heat is trapped that way," Bobby said without blinking an eye and Alex frowned. She had just suggested getting naked and Bobby had nixed the idea. Why did she love this man, again?
"Here you go," Bobby held out the dark gray jacket of suit to her, looking noble. Oh yeah, that's why.