Harm shook her gently as the plane descended into San Francisco. "Wake up, Sleeping Beauty."
"Sleeping Beauty was woken up by a kiss, not a shake." She joked, stretching slightly. She froze mid-stretch as his lips softly caressed her own.
"That better?" He pulled back slowly.
"I...yeah." She stood, grabbing her bag. "Let's go. We don't want to miss our connection."
He took her hand, leading her to their next flight.
As Harm and Mac boarded their flight to Seattle, the rest of the teams sat at the airport in Brazil. They were all on the first flight to San Francisco the next morning. Some teams took the opportunity to get some sleep while others read everything they could about Alaska.
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Harm and Mac made it to Seattle and barely made their connection to Anchorage. Harm watched out the window as they touched down. "I don't remember the last time I've seen this much snow."
Mac grumbled softly, pulling her jacket tighter.
"What's the matter, baby? Can't take a little snow?" He teased.
"I'm a Marine, I can take anything. But I grew up in Arizona, so I prefer temperatures that are above freezing." She grabbed her bag, making her way off the plane with Harm following. They quickly found the SUVs waiting outside.
"You driving or navigating?"
Mac handed him the keys before getting in the passenger side. "You drive and I'll do the roadblock."
"You sure? You did the last couple..."
"You can do the next two."
"works for me." He drove, carefully following her directions. Thirty minutes later, they arrived at the route marker. Harm ran to the box, ripping open the clue. "Detour...mobile or dog."
In this detour, teams must choose between taking a snowmobile thirty miles or a dog sled eleven miles. While the distance is much shorter, the dogs move slower and can be difficult to handle.
"Let's go mobile?"
"Sure, you driving?"
"Nah, you've been driving a motorcycle lately, so you'd probably handle it better."
He led her to the snowmobiles. "Just promise me you'll hold on tight."
"Don't worry, Harm. I will." She smiled before climbing on behind him, her arms immediately going around his waist.
Harm smirked before heading down the marked path. He loved how she held on tighter, snuggling into his back to keep warm. He could definitely get used to having her this close.
MEANWHILE
The other teams successfully arrived in Seattle and boarded their flight to Anchorage.
BACK IN ALASKA
Harm groaned inwardly as the path came to an end. He was glad they made it to their destination, but hated it when Mac let go and got off the snowmobile. He followed her to a frozen over pond with a large hole cut out in the ice. He ripped open their clue, "Oh come on!" He cried out. "You have to be kidding!"