A storm was coming towards the cabin which was present in the middle of woods. Winter was at it's peak, no sign of life anywhere. Not one single leaf can be found; trees were naked and their nakedness was only covered by white snow. Snow, which is the only thing that could be seen for miles.

The once blue sky was now black, dark clouds threatened sky’s freedom. The ground was pure white, covered in snow; earth was nowhere to be found. The winds blew with all the furry, stopping nowhere sparing no one. The mixture of all these deadly dark natural phenomena was extremely evil.

Evil just like the cabin’s inside atmosphere. Evil was inside and outside also, now that could only mean darkness and death.

Rachel was watching her furious husband very carefully. None of them were prepared for a storm like this; they were running out of gas. Gas was essential for the generator to work, if they run out of it no doubt they won’t be able to survive the storm.

“We have one more hour, after that the generator will die.” Ethan said this while keeping his head down as he was afraid to look in her eyes.

It had been two hours since Ethan last talked to her wife and that happened in his ‘playroom’ where he lost his temper. He was trying to convince himself that this only happened because she provoked him. But inside he knew it was his fault, he crossed the line with her. And her only fault was that she challenged him, which he didn’t like one bit.

He tried to talk to her; he even offered to stitch her cut which he caused. But she refused to take any help from him; in reality she was terrified from him. She wanted to run...But where? She wanted to scream for help...But who would hear her? Her only hope was that phone call that she made and now it was gone too. In this storm nobody can find them, all roads to here must have been already closed.

And even if she does succeed in surviving Ethan, she won’t be able to survive this storm. Without him she was helpless. She wanted to sit somewhere warm but that would risk in getting near to Ethan. He did offer her to sit on couch but again her pride got in the way.

She was sitting on floor far away from him, her back to the wall. Ethan was sitting in front of her across the living room on couch. It was only a few meters but being away from him gave her some kind of satisfaction of safety.

“Don’t you have extra gas?” Rachel asked, finally speaking to him. The I am not talking to you because you are a psychopathic husband contest can wait because both of them will die due to this storm if they don’t figure this out.

“Jee I never thought of that, I must have some extra in my pocket” he turns his pants pockets upside out “shit I guess I ran out of it princess.”

“No need to be sarcastic on me you are the one who wanted a honeymoon in this goddamn cabin, which is in the middle of nowhere. And to top that in winter’s season.”

“I didn’t know the weather was going to be that bad.” Ethan was now frustrated with all these accusations. He wasn’t lying on couch anymore he was sitting, he ran his fingers through his hair and sighed heavily “it’s really getting cold in here.”

Rachel’s only comfort of warmth was a small blanket; the wooden floor was getting extremely cold now. She was shivering, but she didn’t let it show. She just covered herself more with one hand and she hides her one hand which was injured under the blanket to keep it warm. “Can you check the temperature again?”  She asked while seeing white fog leaves her mouth when she spoke.

Ethan got up from the couch and checked the reading on thermometer while rubbing his hands very lightly.

“It's three degree Celsius, it’s not supposed to be so cold here. The generator must have died.”

“Oh my god we are going to die here” Rachel was shocked, the generator wasn’t supposed to die so fast. “We can take out gas from our car” she squealed a little when she got this idea.

Ethan was amused by her reaction after all he had done she can still act normal and happy, why can’t he do that.

“Well we can try, but I am pretty sure it’s frozen by now.”  It was a strong possibility the temperature outside was so low.

“What are we going to do? We don’t have that kind of stuff that can keep us warm. No blankets or anything... even if we burn the furniture we will run out of it too. And we have no idea how long this storm is going to last”

“Hey nobody’s burning anything... I think there’s way for us to get fuel for generator.” Ethan said while stroking his chin in a way like he was thinking very deeply.

“What there is? Oh my god we can be saved. What is it?” Rachel stood up from her spot to get more near to Ethan. She wasn’t scared of him anymore, a part of her still actually believed him. And she knew he won’t her until she takes the first step.

“It’s too risky. We should probably avoid it” Ethan turned away from her to get near to a window. It was blocked with wood but still a upper part of it was uncovered.

“We are going to die okay. So it can’t be more risky than this... We need to stay warm. And what are you looking at?” Rachel followed him to the window.

Ethan turned around to look at her, he had a cocky expression on his face “if its heat that you want, then there is a way. Which is neither risky, let’s just get naked and hug each other until this storm passes away.”

Rachel gasped and covered her mouth due to shock, then she realized perhaps she was too close to Ethan since she can feel the heat radiate from his body.

“You freak, I would rather die.” She said while walking away from him.

“Hey it was just a suggestion; you do have a power to say VETO. Or I can just do it without your permission.”  Ethan whispered in her ear while carefully closing the distance between them.

“Shut up!! Would you, just tell how can we get gas?” she stepped a little further away from him.

“You are no fun. Well there is a garage from about a half of mile here in that direction” he said while pointing toward the window. “It’s been deserted for a long time now. But I am sure we can find some fuel there.”

Rachel wiped away some happy tears; she couldn’t believe it. There was way to survive.  “Then go get it, what are you waiting for?”

“What am I waiting for?” Ethan asked surprised by her response “have you seen how it looks outside, I will die in fifteen minutes. If I go out like this.”

“Like what?” Rachel couldn’t help but smile a little at the thought of Ethan dying.  But she shrugged these thoughts away quickly.

“Like having no safety against cold, even if I do survive the cold. I won’t be able to carry the fuel here, and then I will die. You will die in here and I will die out there. How romantic?”  Ethan sat on the couch again frustrated with the situation. He covered his eyes with his hands.

Rachel took her time before replying; she carefully sat next to Ethan and then said.

“I will come with you”

Ethan peaked from his fingers again surprised and amused by her. “You sure princess? It’s really cold outside. Can’t we just cuddle?”

Rachel got up from the couch with a disgusted face. She made her way to a closet to grab the necessary items “no we are going okay, now get ready!!” she came back with some leather coats. She threw one at Ethan.

“Don’t you have something less thin?”  Ethan asked while examining the coat.

“No this will have to do, now get up.”

Rachel had ulterior intentions for this trip; she was planning to get rid of Ethan for good. She wasn’t sure if this will work out or not, but what’s so hazardous about trying right? Worst case scenario Ethan will know and then he will kill her.

Both of them made their way to the front door, Ethan removed the extra heavy locks which was keeping the door locked. When he opened the door a gust of cold wind touched their faces. This was going to be tough both physically and mentally.

The storm looked at a little peace for now, but you never know when it can change. And another storm was also present between this new wedded couple, a wife that wanted freedom at any rate. A husband who wasn’t even sure what he wanted now, because he was falling for his wife all over again.