A horrid scream escaped your lips as you plummeted into the icy cold water. The cold rush of water found its way to your bare skin, making your body jolt, gasping at the sensation, but rather than air going down your throat it was the icy cold water. You tried to cough it out, but to no success, more and more water shoved itself down your throat.

As the cold water immersed you, disorientation started to settle in. You couldn't tell which was left and right and you thrashed frantically in the water, struggling to swim upwards.  After several seconds of confusion, you finally regained your bearings.

You looked around and you easily spotted the hole that you fell in. With all your might you tried to swim towards the hole, but your clothes were pulling you down. You suddenly regretted wearing so many layers. You thought for a moment to remove your coat or boots, but then threw the idea out of the window. Hypothermia would just settle in faster if you took off any of your clothing.

You made several attempts trying to escape the water's wrath, but it was no use. Each time you tried to swim upwards, the water just pulled you down even more. Each time you tried, your hope would grow thinner, until the point that you had no hope left.

You stopped putting up a fight and let the darkness envelope you.

It was so cold, so dark, yet the stillness of everything had made it perfectly serene.

Tiny air bubbles escaped your lips as you slowly descended into the depths of the lake, the water embracing you tighter as you fell into it deeper.

You take a look at your surroundings, the moon being the first and only thing that was visible to you. It wrapped its luminescent light around you, embracing you with its gentle glow. You suddenly didn't feel alone, like the moon was there to catch you when you were ready to let go.

You close your eyes for a second to ponder about nothing, and open them slowly again as if it was the last time they were ever going to be opened. You huff out the remaining air in your body, shut your eyes for the last time and let go of the last strand of energy you had left.

All of your senses ceased to function, and you felt as if you were being erased, bit by bit, starting from your toes moving up to your legs. You felt as wavy and as free as the water itself, no, you were the water.

Suddenly you felt yourself ascending, your ears popping as you traveled upwards.

Your eyes immediately open, but your vision was nothing but white dots.

The need to breathe was too much and you inhale a large intake of air, the cold winter air slowly making its way down your throat, causing a dry burning sensation in your throat. Instinctively you start coughing, water rushing up and out of your mouth, dribbling down your chin.

Your body starts to convulse. You wrap your limp arms around you, and you tip over to the side and lay in a fetal position, your face scraping against the rough surface of the ice. You can't stop shaking and you start to wail, the pain being so unbearable, each breath you took felt like you were swallowing shards of glass, your skin stinging with pain as if it had been stung by thousands of wasps.

Suddenly you feel hands at your sides, slowly bringing you up into a seating position. They gradually wrap their arms around you, pulling your body closer to theirs.

"I'm so sorry." The voice said repeatedly.

You look up, blinking a few times till' your vision finally cleared. You saw Jack, his eyes staring down at you with so much worry. He looked so disheveled, so hurt, so afraid.

"I'm so sorry [name], if it weren't for me you wouldn't be like this, you wouldn't have experienced something so horrible..." he trailed off for a moment, trying to gain his composure, "I don't want you to end up the way I did, if I just used my powers, or if I had checked again to make sure the ice was thick enough..." he went on and on with what he could've done to prevent this from happening, clutching onto you tighter as he talked.

You exhale slowly before you press your hand on his face, your [eye color] eyes staring directly at his blue ones, "You couldn't have done anything to stop it from happening Jack, you can never steer away from an accident. Accidents will always happen whether we like it or not. You didn't know it was going to happen, so don't blame yourself." You give him a small reassuring smile, "And anyways, I'm still here aren't I?"

He lets out a sigh and responds back with a wry smile.

Not another word is said between you to, the only things you could hear were each others heart beats and the cool winter wind occasionally passing by. Jack rocked you back and forth as your head rested against his chest, slowly lulling you to sleep. Jack wasn't warm, but you felt safe in his embrace, like nothing bad was going to happen as long as you were with him. Everything was going to be okay.