Author: SoThatHappened

"I just don't get what you didn't understand about not bringing me from one cold place to somewhere even colder," Shaw said staring at the mountains directly ahead of where she was standing.

"Sameen, relax, this is going to be fun" Root said with a grin picking up their bags and turning around walking into the hotel.

"For who?" Shaw asked with a groan as she spun around to follow Root, seeing her breath appear in front of her in a cloud. "Who's going to be having fun when I have hypothermia?"

"You're being dramatic" Root said dropping their bags down again loudly in the lobby, getting the immediate attention of the concierge and woman behind the desk.

"Welcome to Salt Lake City" the woman said with a smile. Root smiled back and Shaw just folded her arms in a sullen protest, leaving Root to deal to the paperwork.

When they got to their room Shaw immediately went to throw open the curtains, despite the fact it was still early in the morning to the point where the sun hadn't come up yet. She looked at the mountains and couldn't find much of a reason to be mad with that view staring back at her.

"I'm cold." Shaw said and turned around to face Root.

"Then take your clothes off and get underneath me" Root smirked and Shaw just lifted an eyebrow before looking at the bed.

"I didn't sleep on the plane." Shaw said.

"Neither did I" Root said "Which means we haven't slept all night."

"Did you bring me here so we can have sex with a mountain view?" Shaw asked and Root just smirked cranking up the heat and starting to pull off her jacket.

"Among other reasons." Root grinned and Shaw just rolled her eyes.

"You're gonna have to tell me sooner or later" Shaw said watching as Root pulled off her jeans and top, until she was standing in front of Shaw in nothing but her underwear.

"Later" Root said pretending to think about it for a moment before climbing into the bed. Shaw lifted an eyebrow as Root patted the spot next to her. "We're not here for that long Sam, we might as well make use of the bed."

Shaw rolled her eyes and pulled off her jeans before climbing into the bed with Root.

"What was wrong with The Bahama's?" Shaw muttered as Root slipped her arms around Shaw and tried to climb on top of her. But Shaw stopped her, pushing Root back down onto the pillows and climbing on top of her. Shaw sat on Root's legs, with her arms pinned up by her head.

"I didn't know the cold bothered you that much" Root smirked and Shaw just stared at her.

"It's you that bothers me" Shaw said and Root's smirk just rolled straight into a smile.

"If you say so" she said letting Shaw keep her arms pinned up.

"I say so." Shaw said.

"I think you're forgetting something" Root said and Shaw lifted an eyebrow.

"A gun?"

"No, Sam" Root said "We have our entire lives to go anywhere in the world, but right now, we're here."

Shaw rolled her eyes. "Unless we get shot."

"Don't be so pessimistic it's New Years" Root said wiggling her hands out from Shaw's half assed grip and running them across Shaw's shoulders.

"As long as we don't have to make..."

"New Years resolutions?" Root grinned. "We do."

"I don't want to" Shaw said and folded her arms, still contently perched straddling Root's legs.

"Did I say you had a choice?" Root asked letting her hands rest on Shaw's thighs.

"Fine." Shaw said and stared at her. "Sex, daily."

Root laughed and Shaw just lifted an eyebrow.

"That wasn't a joke."

"We have sex almost everyday, Sam" Root said still smiling.

"So let's make it everyday" Shaw said with a shrug and Root chewed her lip.

"Have you been thinking about that?"

"No."

"Yes you have" Root giggled and Shaw leaned forward wrapping her fingers around Root's throat, their eyes locking. "Mm choke me harder." Root said with a wink and Shaw immediately took her hand off Root.

"You're impossible." she said shaking her head and Root's laugh filled the room again. "I'm going to sleep." Shaw said and wiggled further down Root's body until she was laying down, one leg loosely slung over Root's and she rested her head on Root's chest comfortably and let out a sigh.

Root stared down at Shaw who was happily laying on top of her, and smiled, letting her fingers run through Shaw's hair lightly.

"You're gonna sleep there?" Root asked.

"Mhm" Shaw said. "I've made my resolution now I'm going to sleep."

"Don't you wanna hear mine first?" Root asked.

"No" Shaw said and Root felt her smile, her face against Root's stomach.

"Well aside from getting shot less I have a few" Root said her fingers still gently playing with Shaw's hair.

"Like what," Shaw said lifting her head so her chin was resting on Root's sternum as she looked at her wife. "Drink more water?"

Root rolled her eyes.

"Well you're not allowed to come to the gym with me, like ever, you're practically a noodle." Shaw said.

"A noodle?" Root repeated and Shaw grinned before putting her head back down again.

"I can't take the suspense anymore" Shaw said sarcastically, "just tell me."

Root smiled as she ran her fingers through Shaw's hair, looking down at her unable to help but notice her long dark eyelashes, her perfect looking fingers that were resting up by her face, the sound of her breathing. And then her breathing changed, and Root glanced to the side and saw that Shaw's eyes were shut. She'd fallen asleep in seconds.

"Well the first one was about listening..." Root said to herself with an amused look on her face.

*

"I'm going to murder my wife." Shaw said and Root cackled with amusement.

"Harold hasn't called saying my numbers up" Root said clicking her ski boots onto her skis and digging her poles into the snow.

"That's irrelevant" Shaw said.

"Technically" Root smirked and Shaw just rolled her eyes staring at Root, who was standing in front of her on her skis in white ski pants, and a black jacket that had a huge fur hood.

"I don't ski." Shaw said simply.

"No, that's why you're on a snowboard" Root pointed out, looking at where Shaw was sitting on the snow with a black board clipped to her feet.

"The whole sliding thing just is not something I participate in, ever" Shaw said.

"I think you just don't want me to be better at this than you" Root said and held her hand out to pull Shaw up. "Which is a shame, considering I already am."

"This could have been The Bahama's" Shaw said letting Root pull her up then dusting the snow off her butt as she tried to stay upright.

"You probably have stronger thighs than most snowboarders, Sam" Root said skiing in a circle around Shaw easily. "Stop fretting."

"I'm not fretting" Shaw said through gritted teeth and Root stopped in front of her.

"You talk a lot when you're nervous" Root said and Shaw glared at her.

"Don't have feelings, remember?" Shaw said and Root shoved her shoulder lightly and Shaw immediately lost her balance, Root laughed then grabbed her before she could slip over.

"Let's go to the ski lift" Root said "I have an idea."

"I stopped trusting your ideas about eight hours ago" Shaw called out as Root skied ahead of her. Shaw groaned and unzipped her jacket, feeling uncomfortably warm from the amount of exercise she was getting from constantly pulling herself up off the fucking ground.

When they had woken up from their nap she had been dragged from the hotel immediately, handed a bag of pastries and then a snowboard.

Two hours later her muscles were screaming more than they ever had before. Shaw was almost 100% certain she'd pulled at least three muscles and that this was not helping her leg wound in the slightest. She hated being bad at something, or at least she had forgotten what it was like to start learning a skill from the beginning. "Where's your perseverance?" Root had asked her after about twenty minutes of her laying on the snow and grumbling. "You fight until you're practically unconscious but you won't get your perfectly sculpted muscles up and try beat me down the mountain?" Root had asked and Shaw had pointed a finger gun at Root and pulled the trigger before pulling herself up and beating Root down the mountain, even though she cheated by letting Root pull her for most of the ride she still pushed her wife over before they got to the bottom so she would win.

They sat on the ski lift and Root swung her skis happily as she marvelled at the view. Shaw watched Root curiously and with an almost smile playing at her mouth.

"Is this what you'd be like as a normal person?" Shaw asked and Root turned to look at her with a happy grin.

"You tell me" Root said and Shaw lifted an eyebrow.

"You'd probably be way cooler than you come across" Shaw said.

"You'd still hate grocery shopping" Root said.

"And you'd still be into kinky sex" Shaw smirked.

"I know you don't hate this as much as you're pretending to" Root said staring at Shaw.

"It's easier not to hate things when you're around" Shaw said and glanced at Root "because obviously I channel my hate at you instead."

Root rolled her eyes. "Your sarcasm although highly offensive is always so endearing, because it's your way of indirectly agreeing with me."

"I don't know what you just said but you need to help me get off this thing like now" Shaw said staring at the rapidly approaching landing at the end of the ski lift. Root glanced ahead of them and smirked.

"Want me to push you?" Root asked.

"Don't you dare" Shaw said but before Root had a chance to say anything else they both pushed off at the same time. And it was fine. Until Shaw immediately lost her balance when she didn't dig her heel into the snow to stop her board from moving without her, and automatically reached for Root. Grabbing her suddenly, sending her off balance. Then sent the two of them toppling into the snow, Root landing with a thud on top of Shaw.

"Well this is familiar" Root smirked leaning forward and kissing Shaw on the end of her nose before she rolled off. Shaw rolled her eyes and pulled herself so she was sitting up.

"This is never happening again" Shaw said "If you ever want me to like you."

Root grinned. "Stop threatening me Sameen, you can take your board off anyway, we're here."