After weeks on the road, Sam had planned a surprise for you—a weekend getaway to a cozy cabin nestled deep in the mountains. The drive up was beautiful, with snow-covered trees lining the roads and the distant mountains dusted in white. When you arrived, the cabin was like something out of a postcard, smoke curling from the chimney and a welcoming warmth radiating from within.

As you both settled in, Sam couldn’t help but smile as he watched you explore the space. "I figured we could use a break," he said, his voice soft, "some time just for us." The cabin was stocked with everything you’d need for a relaxing weekend: a roaring fireplace, thick blankets, and even a small stack of your favorite books.

That evening, as the snow began to fall outside, you and Sam curled up together on the couch, a fire crackling in the hearth. The world outside seemed so far away, the usual stresses and dangers of your lives melting away in the warmth of the cabin. Sam pulled you closer, wrapping his arm around you as you rested your head on his chest. "This is nice," he murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "No hunts, no monsters… just us."

The night was filled with quiet moments of comfort—reading together by the fire, sharing stories, and enjoying each other’s company. As the snow continued to fall, blanketing the world outside, you realized how rare and precious this time was. Sam seemed to feel it too, his gaze soft and loving as he looked at you. "I’m glad we have this," he said, his voice filled with affection. "We deserve it."