Finding a case in Wisconsin, you and Sam had rented a cabin for the weekend in the mountains. It had turned out to just be a wendigo, taking care of it fairly quickly. Unfortunately for you, winter came early.

You both had planned to meet back up with Dean the next morning but slept in, waking up to 15 missed calls. Scrambling to put on your coat, as soon as you opened the door you were met with a few feet of snow falling in your face. A snow storm had passed through overnight, leaving you and Sam stranded for the next week at least.

Luckily the cabin was stocked for this kind of thing, but that didn’t make being cooped up in a small space any less miserable. It had been a few days and neither of you had been able to get a single second of privacy the entire time.

Sitting in front of the fireplace, huddled up in your own blankets. You and Sam watched the fire flicker because there was nothing better to do. It was starting to die down and the pile of firewood had been looking scarcely thin. More firewood meant having to venture out in below freezing temperatures and climbing over piles of snow.

“Get over here before you freeze your ass off.” Sam says, rolling his eyes as he opens his blanket up as an invitation. He had glanced over at you, noticing the way you were shivering. Your teeth beginning to chatter, clearly you couldn’t handle the cold very well.