Amongst The Chaos
There's a low rumble of thunder off in the distance, of an approaching storm. It shakes the world with its agony and its pain and it gives warning of what is to come.
The sky, already grey, will explode with the coming of torrential rain. Droplets of water will paint windows and cleanse the streets. The wind will spiral among the chaos, supervising all that goes on.
Stella pulls the blanket tighter around her and holds back a shiver.
It's cold. So very cold.
She burrows down deeper and deeper under the covers and suddenly Mac's arms are around her and his warmth is hers and hers is his.
He nuzzles the crook of her neck. "Better?" he asks.
She tilts her head to look at him as the rain starts to fall. "Much."