Title: I is for Ice

Author: Rebecca Johnson [.com]

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Rating: G

Spoilers: Solitudes

Summary: Drabble

Author's Note: This is part of my A-Z Drabble series (Sam subset) but it certainly be read alone.

Disclaimer: I do not own them. It's sad, but true.

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The ice under her hands was stained with her blood; she felt like she was hacking away at herself, rather than ice. Lowering the knife again, she felt the frozen blade snap off, slicing her fingers.

Why was she doing this? She threw the knife across the cavern in frustration, regretting it immediately when the clatter echoed horribly off the icy walls.

Jack's glazed eyes sought her out before collapsing once more, his face paler than the snow. Retrieving the blade, it's now blunt edges digging into her frostbitten palm, Sam returned to her ledge.

She would get him home.