The flames were bright and hot and whenever Emma tried to breathe, she breathed in smoke and her vision swam.

She tried crawling on the floor to find a door that would lead outside, but it was no use.

The fire was getting worse and Emma was about to give up hope when she saw with her blurry vision, a figure coming toward her.

At first she thought it was her imagination, but when it kept coming closer Emma knew she could relax.

When the darkness rushed to greet her, she let herself surrender to the wonderful nothingness.

A few days later Emma opened her eyes, surprised to be alive. She had thought that the blurry figure she had seen had just been wishful thinking.

Apparently it wasn't, for as Emma looked around she saw Will sitting in the chair by her bed, who woke up as she looked at him.

"Will," Emma smiled as she shifted in the bed to get more comfortable.

Will looked at her and a smile slowly formed on his face. "Emma, I'm so glad your okay. I was just coming to see you and your house was on fire,".

Emma smiled a little, sat up and looked at him. "Thank you for saving my life,"

Will turned his wonderful eyes on her and Emma's breath caught in her throat when he said "It's okay. I love you Em,".

He kissed her gently and smiled.