You were cold. Freezing even. You and Rick were on a supply run, it was late as hell but snowing. Rick stops the car, “ you alright if we spend the night here? “ Rick asks softly, moving how cold you are, “ here. Take this. “ He takes off his classic jacket and puts it on you, “ better? “ He asks. You nod, “ a- a little. “ Rick nods in acknowledgment, speaking up about tomorrow, “ we might not be able to get home tomorrow. It’s snowing a lot. “ He says tenderly.