Title: on what ground I was founded
Fandom: Ice - Lyn Gardner
Rating: General Audiences
Length: 191
Pairing: Alex Blake/Maggie Campbell
Summary: Art imitates life, and life imitates art.


"They write books about this, you know.”

"Survival in an icy wilderness? I know, have a cousin who spends hours playing a game about it. Probably should've paid more attention to the plants he was eating, but …” Maggie shrugs. The cellar is full, and all the firewood is already cut. All they have to do to survive is wait it out until the snow clears. They've move past the risk of repression induced murder, they've both recovered from their ailments, and hazard pay is a shoo in.

Alex watches raptly as she pokes at the fire, sparks rising to illuminate the cords of her forearm.

"Far less wolves, anyway," she trails off, gaze somewhere in the middle distance, far past the stone fireplace and the thick walls of the lodge that had been their salvation.

Alex hands her another log, and settles back against the couch. "I was actually thinking about being trapped together for long periods of time, but that too."

"Oh?"

"Oh yes, classic trope. I'm about eighty-five per cent sure my dad used it in one of his stories. I think I might have burned it though.”