"I can't believe how much snow there is!" Lisa exclaimed, her expression shocked as she looked around outside while Jack drove. She'd driven up and just over the border into Canada, but then, they'd switched shortly after when they had stopped for something to eat.

"It is something," Jack said, moving slowly through it. "Really glad your car has all-wheel-drive," he said giving her a nod. "It's been days now since that storm moved through, but there is still a lot of snow, even after the plows."

"Wait, did I just hear you say something positive about the Porsche?" Lisa teased, grinning at Jack. He gave her a smirk back, shaking his head as he started to chuckle. "I don't know where they would put all of this snow. So much snow," she sighed. "It's almost as if it stuck to the border too. We didn't have snow like this in Montana."

"No, just a closed border," Jack sighed shaking his head as he glanced to Lisa and frowned. "Sorry about that. It cost us about three hours."

"I wish they'd had a sign closer like down toward Whitefish that the border on Highway 93 was closed. I didn't mind driving around the southern and eastern part of Glacier to the border checkpoint over here, but a little head's up would have been nice. Now, we'll be getting home much, much later, probably even later than expected with the roads this bad.

Jack shook his head as he looked around at the winter wonderland Alberta had been transformed into with the recent storm. He and Lisa hadn't had much new snow at all while staying in Montana. In fact, for the time of year, they'd really lucked out with great weather, it being a perfect balance of cold, but gorgeous skies. That had allowed them plenty of time to rest, relax, and do some sightseeing when they were wanting to get out of the condo. Getting married when they had really had worked out, and Lisa was right; it had given them almost a little honeymoon. They'd spent the last day driving over to Glacier National Park, and that did not disappoint. While a lot of the normal tourist stores and restaurants along the way there were closed, they'd come across one that was open year-round with a restaurant attached. They'd had the best piece of huckleberry pie there, at first only ordering one slice, but when both had tried it, they'd agreed a second slice was in order. They'd enjoyed a nice easy dinner there on the way back from Glacier, the two packing a picnic lunch to take with them. The two had found a beautiful lake that had the parking lot plowed, and they'd been able to sit in Lisa's car and enjoy their picnic before walking along the shore of the lake as far as they could. The views were incredible, and all in all, both had agreed it was a fabulous part of their trip, somewhere neither had been, and both were glad to enjoy it together, married.

Now, they were headed back home, to start their married lives together, while still maintaining their independent lives and jobs. They'd had some discussion about how things would play out today, but with the border closed and their day delayed now, Jack turned to Lisa to discuss it further.

"We've put out some ideas on how we want this to play out at home, but now, with it going to be much later than planned, what do you want to do about getting home and telling everyone?"

Lisa made a face and looked over at the GPS. Jack had thrown a fit about the GPS when they'd left, part of the reason they didn't know the border was closed, insisting that they were taking Highway 93 up and into Canada and from there, the drive was 'like looking at the back of your hand' as he'd said. To not start a fight when things had been going so well and knowing that Jack did hate a GPS, he'd appreciated that Lisa hadn't argued about it. She'd rolled her eyes at him, but she hadn't turned it on. Once they'd discovered the border crossing closed, they had needed it to figure out where they could cross without having to drive all the way to British Columbia, and after that, Jack had not argued when Lisa had insisted that the GPS stay ON during the entirety of their drive.

"Well," Lisa said as she started to tilt her head from side to side, considering all the options. "According to the GPS, without stops, we won't be home until 8:00 now. That's getting late to spring our news on everyone. Besides," she glanced at him, "we'll need dinner before then and at least one more stop for fuel, so it's probably going to be at least 9:00, if not later. I say we go to Fairfield tonight and sort everything tomorrow."

Jack listened and nodded, pursing his lips. He was driving with one hand and resting the other on the door. He gestured with that free hand as he met Lisa's gaze, "So, if I agree to go to Fairfield tonight, the first night we are back, I look like I'm a very good, compromising husband, right?"

Lisa laughed, grinning at him as she nodded, "I'd say that is fair, at least for right now. That status could change in the future depending on how things continue to go, I mean, over the next days and weeks."

He winked at her as he grinned, "Well, I certainly don't want to rock the boat, not this early on in our marriage. Fairfield it is."

She started tapping away on her phone, talking as she was, "Great, I'm just going to order groceries to be delivered to the house."

Jack raised his eyebrows and gestured at Lisa, "You can do that, have groceries delivered to the house? That's a thing?"

"Yeah," Lisa looked at him, clearly surprised he didn't know that. "I do it all the time. How do you not know that? It looks like I might have them delivered first thing in the morning. I don't want to try and get home in time, and their last slot is yeah," she nodded and continued, "8:30. I'll just put in for 8:00 tomorrow morning. I know there's coffee at the house. That will get us started, and I've been gone so long," she sighed, shaking her head as she thought about it. "I need a big restock. I'll just order some basics. Are we having dinner at Heartland tomorrow, I assume?"

He shrugged his shoulders slightly, "That's the plan. I think it would be best if I head to the house in the morning and talk to the girls. I'd love to tell them we got married together, but I think I need to clear the air with them before that, if you don't mind. It's nothing that you've done. I need to settle some things with the girls and make it very clear to them that you and I are here to stay."

"Ahh, well," she considered what he was saying and nodded before continuing, "that's fine. I will defer to what you want to do. They are your granddaughters and," she paused giving him a small smile, "son-in-law," to which Jack groaned at the mention of Tim and waved his hand. "Come on, Jack. He's actually happy for us." She shifted in her seat and pushed her hair back, "He just knows what a catch I am. We both know he'd have been chasing after me if you weren't in the picture."

"Don't remind me," Jack said with a shiver. "Can't deal with that idea or image. I do want to talk to the girls, but we can tell them we got married together, later, when you come over for dinner. I know you have a lot of work to sort here tomorrow during the day."

"Alright," she said with a warm smile. "I'm looking forward to it. Now," she turned back to her phone, "let me finish with my grocery order. Want anything in particular?"

"No," he shook his head. "We eat about the same, so I'm fine with whatever you get. Where you go, I'll go," he said, reaching over to clasp her hand in his. He pulled it up and kissed her ring finger, winking at her. She grinned back at him and gestured to her phone to finish with her order.

The rest of their drive went smoothly, just very slowly. The closer they got to Hudson, the worse the driving conditions were, and as soon as it got dark, Jack had to slow down even more, unable to see much. The snow drifts were piled so high on the sides of the road, both were having trouble seeing animals or anything else that might get in their path. They'd stopped for dinner at an exit, grateful to get off the road, and the side streets had almost been impassable. Armed with hot coffee, they'd finished the driving, arriving to Fairfield even later, at 9:30, both exhausted and ready for a good night of sleep. It didn't take long to get the bags into the house, and as they stood there in the entryway to Fairfield, Lisa turned up the house's heat, both of them noticing the chill in the air.

"Sorry, I know it's cold in here," she said, stepping into Jack's embrace. "Warm here," she hummed. Jack just chuckled, and Lisa smacked at his chest, "Oh, why don't we walk out to the stable before we head to bed? I would like to check on all my horses, and you haven't met my newest riding horse, Cinders."

He eyed her, "You got a new riding horse?"

She nodded, "Yes, I'm very excited about Cinders. I purchased him in France, back before your heart attack, and just loved the connection I have with him. I shipped him home some time ago now, and I hate that I haven't been able to spend some time with him. I'm really looking forward to riding him, maybe after some of this snow melts."

"I'd love to see your new horse, I mean, especially if I'm in competition with some other male," he started to laugh, and that had Lisa grin at him, leaning up to kiss him. She put her hand in his, pulling him along with her. The two were still bundled up from their drive, and the walk to the stables was a nice way to stretch their legs.

"Oh, it feels good to be out of that car," she sighed, looking up at the night sky. "It was very sweet of my staff to shovel the walk to the stables. I told Harry I'd be back today."

"Are you going to tell your staff we got married or just let them figure it out, like they did that we were dating?"

"Hmm," she nodded as she considered it. "I will tell Harry; he's a dear friend, but otherwise, I might just let them figure it out. Let them talk," she waved her free hand, laughing. "It's not like I want to make some big announcement. Oh, I'm so excited to see Cinders."

Jack stood back as Lisa opened up the door to the stable and then waited as she closed it. It was much warmer in here now, and the two walked, hand in hand, by each stall, Lisa checking on the horses, until they'd reached Cinders, who with no surprise, had the biggest stall, down by Lisa's office. They'd entered at the opposite end of the building from her office.

"And, this is Cinders," and at hearing his name, Cinders walked to Lisa. Jack stood back, watching the interaction, smiling at Lisa, and then, he stepped up to pet Cinders.

"Good looking horse," Jack told Lisa. He winked at her, "Does he understand you speaking to him in English? Didn't you say you bought him in France?" At that, Lisa smacked at him again, both breaking into a laugh there. Jack looked over Cinders, and soon, the two were ready to walk back to the house.

"It's good to be home," Jack sighed, squeezing Lisa's hand. She grinned at him.

"Whether you meant this exact place or not, it was nice to hear you call this home. I hope it will feel like that, just as Heartland already does feel like home to me."

"Well, my dear," Jack turned to her there in the stable and pulled her into his embrace, "tomorrow, we tell those closest to us, and I'm very much looking forward to that, to telling our family that I married someone I can't live without."