Title: Snowbound

Author: Cerulean Blue

Rating: PG-13 now, NC-17 later

Archival: Uh, blue_blade definitely.  Anyone else, drop me
a line.  I'll probably say yes.

Disclaimer: I'm just playin in the Flannel God's sandbox

Summary: Stuck on an icy planet with no one but a stodgy Jedi to keep you 
company, you decide to make the best of it

Snowbound
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"I have never been so cold in my LIFE!"  You shrug off the heavy layers of 
clothing and make your way towards the small heating unit.  This planet was 
so technologically deprived that most houses had actual fireplaces, and not 
the plasma equivalents found in upscale apartments on Coruscant.

You were a medical technician, and had accompanied the world's most boring 
Jedi on a routine visit to Neva, a small planet about 3 parsecs from Hoth.  
Yeah, you'd like to be on Hoth right now.  At least you could visit the 
Republic Starfleet command post and pick you up a nice flyboy.  As it was, 
you were stuck with Mr. By-the-Jedi-rulebook Kenobi.

Ah yes, Kenobi.  The newest and greatest bane to your existence.  He'd come 
to Neva to assess the damage caused by the planet-wide blizzard.  While you 
could have come alone, the Republic required that a Jedi sign off on any 
medic's report when it involved galactic emergencies.  Sheesh.  So, while 
you'd been freezing your ass off, he'd been sitting in front of that heating 
unit, reading a novel off his data pad.

"Cold day?"  You threw an ice-encrusted glove at the stoic Jedi and pounded 
over to the small couch where he was reclined.  You plopped down on his 
shins, prompting him to yelp and tuck his legs beneath him.  It was then you 
noticed that your hands were frostbitten.

"Just my freakin luck.  Frostbite.  Got any thermal cream over there?"  You 
hooked a thumb towards Kenobi's small stash of medical supplies, not wanting 
to go retrieve your bag from its small puddle at the front door.  Kenobi 
shook his head and stretched, moving from his position on the couch as he 
did so.

Ok, the Jedi was built.  Ok, so you were willing to admit that he was one of 
the most gorgeous guys you'd ever seen.  Still didn't make him fun to be 
around.

"What was it you wanted?  Thermal cream?"  You nodded and Kenobi strode over 
to the front door.  Taking advantage of his absence, you settled into the 
corner that he vacated and stretched out on the couch.  Oh yes, this was 
heaven.  Now, only if you had about ten Corellian pilots at your beck and 
call.  NAKED Corellian pilots.

Kenobi came back to the couch, thermal cream in hand.  He smirked, noticing 
that you'd taken over his couch, and set the cream down on the small table 
to your left.  He moved to the end of the couch, lifted your feet, sat down, 
and placed your feet in his lap.  He pulled away your thick socks, causing 
you to yelp.  Great.  Frostbite on ALL your appendages.

"This is bad, little one."  You cringed at his endearment.  Why was it that 
Jedi insisted upon belittling everyone they met?  Oh well, at least he was 
going to take care of your feet.  Least he could do, considering that he'd 
done absolutely nothing on this entire trip.

"Oh..that feels goooooddd....I forgive you for everything...my god..."  
Kenobi smiled as you went on in the throes of ecstasy.  Yup, the way to a 
woman's heart was through a foot massage.  And, considering the fact that 
yours were about to fall off, the thermal cream felt pretty good too.  You 
reached for the cream so you could put some on your hands, but Kenobi 
stopped you.

"Kenobi!  I need that for my hands, you idiot!"  He shushed you and took 
your hands in his, working the cream in with another tender massage.  Oh 
yes, the man had talent.  It was then you heard the crash.

"Oh...I hope.."  Kenobi darted off the couch and peered out the snow-covered 
window.  Yeah.  The door was now completely blocked, effectively locking you 
two in the small cabin until the snowplow could dig you out.  The Jedi, ever 
composed, placed a quick call to the local authorities.  His face fell and 
he returned to you.

"We're stuck here for at least two weeks until the blizzard stops."  Well, 
wasn't this just great.
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TBC