Trapped Together

This mission was like any other. Help the ones who signaled us, assist them, collect the samples for the lab, and then we’ll be on our way. Easy peasy and all should go right as rain. Maybe I was a bit too hopeful. After I had finished collecting up samples for the labs, I started making my way back to camp. As my boots crunched against the icy snow, I felt the bone chilling wind brush up against my exposed face which caused me to scrunch my nose. There, and up the hill, camp was awaiting for me.. but something stopped me in my tracks. Snow. Falling snow. I gazed up as I pulled my coat hood down, hoping to get a better view. Almost instantly, though, the snowflakes started to cover my glasses. “Damn,” I muttered, taking them off to quickly clean them. “..Need help there?” Called out a familiar voice, and one that I knew all too well. Doctor McCoy chuckled as he approached me, making sure as to not startle me. He found himself beside me and I flashed him a sweet smile. “Yes, please.” I handed him my glasses and he gently took them, along with a rag stored away in a pocket. As he cleaned, we talked. "What do you think of the mission so far?" "It's alright-good, I mean. I'm just not a fan of the cold." "I don't blame you. It certainly beats the heat and humidity on other planets, though." "I reckon that's true. I wouldn't mind being at a beach somewhere.." McCoy smiled to the sound of that. Once he had cleaned up my glasses, he handed them back to me and I put them on. I sighed with relief as my vision readjusted to the prescription. I smiled up at him, "That's better. Thank you." "Anything for you, sweet girl." I looked at him with surprise. His eyes lit up with notice as he realized his action. He then begins to explain himself, "I didn't mean.. it just felt right in the moment." "No, its okay. I just.. didn't expect you to call me that yet on missions together. It feels good." Relief washed over him as a smile replaced his worry. McCoy then stepped closer, now in front of me, his hands finding mine as he brought his voice to a low yet tender whisper, "You look so beautiful with snow in your hair." "Oh yeah?” I could sense him going in for a kiss, but I didn’t want that just yet. With a chuckle, I pushed him back into the snow with myself on top of him. Snow trampled onto his hair and face, his mouth sputtering to get it off. “You little-” “Ah aah, watch what you say to me,” I teased as I reached for his wrists, putting them above his head. McCoy was flushed with color but wasn’t opposed to the position. He shifted his hips with his gaze settling on mine, “Yes ma’am.” The two of us giggled to ourselves before I helped pull him up. I fixed him up, cleaning off the snow as then the two of us went back to camp.. but as we did, we noticed that the snow started to pour down heavier now. “Maybe we should get back to our tents..” I started before my voice trailed off into a shiver. “C’mon, my tent’s just right here.” I looked to him, my eyebrows scrunching with uncertainty, “Are you.. sure? But, what about the others?..” He smiled before whispering in my ear, “Well, they’ll just have to get over it.” That reassurance was all I needed to hear to become convinced. Soon, the both of us were in his tent and as he tinkered with the oil lamp, I began taking off my layers. I set my coat on the cot before sitting down, and watched as he got the flame going. Once he got it lit, he got up from his crouch to sit down next to me. “That should do us right,” he said as he caressed my cheek. My skin tingled and I leaned into his touch, allowing my eyes to shut to savor the feeling. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my body up against his, now together laying on the small cot. I hummed softly, “I wish we could stay like forever.” “Don’t worry,” he begins as a free hand found its way to my hair, “We’ll just enjoy this moment now, because I’m not going anywhere.”