The Librarians And the Advent List

Dec 12

Today they'd been busy saving the world. Though luckily, unlike some of their cases, they were able to wrap this one up over the course of one day. It helped that the clipping book had gone off first thing and that by luck they'd stumbled into a solution fairly quickly. There was still some daylight left when they were trudging back to the barn in Vermont where the Back Door was located. Snow covered the ground and Cassandra looked around, her eyes wide, enjoying the scenery.

Stone was watching her. Her hair peeked out from under her hat and the red made such a lovely contrast to the green of the pines and the white of the snow. Looking at her was like looking at a Christmas card.

But both of their enjoyment was cut off when Flynn threw a snowball past them, hitting Jones. Both soon realized that the twosome had been having a fight. Baird was trying to get them to cut it out, but that ended when she got hit by a snowball.

Stone and Cassandra looked at each other and then Cassandra grinned. Stone didn't like the looks of that grin and he saw her lean over and grab a handful of snow.

"Cass, c'mon, you don't wanna . . . ."And she hit him square in the chest. That of course, meant war.

So five fully grown adults, stumbled into the Annex, a half hour later, soaked to the skin and exhausted but all laughing hysterically.

Jenkins shooed them all off to the locker rooms, shaking his head about the water dripping everywhere. He made them all drink tea after they'd changed into dry clothes.

"You're lucky people don't actually catch their deaths from colds anymore," Jenkins scolded. "But you'll probably be regretting this in the morning when you wake up with the sniffles."

"You're no fun," Ezekiel said, sticking his tongue out behind Jenkins' back.

"We'll be fine, Mr. Jenkins," Cassandra said. But Stone noticed she made a strange face as she did so. She'd been dressed in one of her usual get ups, something that was completely unsuited for a snowball fight. And she'd fallen twice in the snow running for cover. He sighed and made a mental note to pick up ingredients for soup for tomorrow.

"Well, I'm headin' home," he said to her. "I want to run a few errands. Sorry we didn't get to your list today."

"Oh but we did!" Cassandra said holding up her book. "Snowball fight was on here."

He chuckled, getting up. "Of course it was. Night, Cassie, stay warm okay?"

"I will, thanks." But after Stone was gone, Cassandra sniffled. She sighed, she'd been fighting something off for a few days now. Might as well be prepared for staying home with her Christmas movie marathon tomorrow.