"Will! Are you alright?"

Oh how embarrassing... Will couldn't ice skate to save his life.

As he struggled to take his head out of the deep pile of snow, he could hear a small giggle behind. Just great. Not only can't he ice skate, but he was showing off his non-skating abilities in front of her.

Will finally got his head out of the pile to face Quinn. She had that same warm smile that only she could wear. He couldn't help but think that the situation was almost worth it if she would smile like that for him.

She offered her hand to help him up, but he brushed it away. His manly ego couldn't take much more of a bruising. She squatted down in front of him and gave him this sad look. Damn... he thinks he hurt her feelings!

"I just want to take a break. I'm really tired. This is the… sixth time I've fallen,"

"Seventh," Quinn coughed to cover up her response. He could feel his face blush from embarrassment. That's just great. Apparently not only can't he skate, but he can't count either.

"Yeah…um…seventh," Will coughed. "Anyway I'll just lay down here for a sec,"

"Okay!" She immediately got back up and skated off.

As she skated, He couldn't help but admire her figure. It was hard to believe that she was his student and his girlfriend.

Will stood up and skated after her.

Just then he heard a crack beneath him.

Oh you have got be kidding to me. Why is fate so cruel today?

His footing became unsteady as the ice continued to crack beneath him.

He let out a yell as the ice collapsed beneath him. His eyes closed in reflex as the freezing water covered his head. He struggled to take off his ice skates; otherwise he would have trouble swimming. While the water was not extremely deep, the skates kept bringing him down. With a kick, he got both skates off and swam towards the surface.

Just as he thought he was going to break the surface, his head crashed against something hard covering the top. Will's eyes opened wider in disbelief as he stared at the thick sheet of ice in his way.

Where was the opening!

A big bubble of air escaped from his mouth as he panicked slightly.

No calm down. There has to be a way out of this.

He felt around the ice for a way out. He winced as the pain in his lungs from lack of air grew. He needed fresh air fast.

In a desperate attempt, he began to pound at the thinner parts of the ice. Damn... the water was slowing him down. He swam through the freezing cold water; the opening had to be somewhere. Everything was starting to get blurry and his chest was in so much pain. He felt like his lungs were on fire while the rest of him was ice cold. His movements became sluggish as he tried to find the crack.

Where... is that... opening? I can't... concentrate.

A huge air bubble escaped from his mouth as he gave up and floated limply beneath the ice. Will caught a glimpse of a human shape. Then everything was black.


Will felt something soft on his lips. A gentle hand pinched his nose and air was breathed in to him. This was repeated several times.

What is that?

"Please Will," A voice begged.

Again lips pressed to his and air was breathed in to him.

Will's eyes immediately shot open to see very long eyelashes and a nose centimetres from his face. Blonde hair tickled his forehead, and it finally registered in his head that someone was giving him mouth to mouth. And not just anybody: Quinn.

He tensed up and coughed up water which instantly informed her that he was awake. She immediately shot back and sighed with relief.

"Will, you're alright!" She flung her arms around him and pushed him back on to the ground with a hug. She finally let go and started wrapping her coat around him.

After gawking and stuttering for a while, he finally found his voice, "Q-Quinn, what are you doing?"

Quinn looked at him questioningly. "You just fell in to the pond. I'm trying to help you so that you don't freeze to death!"

He took her chin in his hand and tilted her face up. Slowly he closed the gap between their lips. He smiled as she began to kiss him back. It was a passionate loving kiss.

When they pulled away, their faces were slightly red, and Quinn smiled that warm smile, the one that made butterflies flutter around in his stomach. Will gave her a chaste kiss on her forehead.

Leaning his forehead against hers, He whispered, "I think I like your version of CPR, and thanks,".

She blushed a deeper shade of red. He knew he was grinning like a mad man. He stood up and offered his hand which she gracefully took. As they walked, they kept their fingers entwined and she rested her head against his shoulder.

"So how did you fall in to the lake? I mean, there was a sign that said 'Thin Ice," Quinn tentatively looked up at him as she spoke.

Will had to resist slapping his forehead and cursing himself. He can't ice skate, he can't count, and now he can't read. He looked down at the girl who sighed contently as she clung on to his arm.

"I love you, Quinn," Will said.

"I love you too, Will," Quinn smiled.

A warm feeling rose up in his stomach and the butterflies fluttered around spastically. Who cares if he can't ice skate, count, or read? As long as he had Quinn, he didn't need them.