Now, I just want to tell you that Shania is mine... heheheheh...

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Chapter 2:

Shany opened the main door of her cabin, a cup of coffee in her hands. She held the door open for her three dogs to pass, then sat on the first step of her porch. She looked up at the sky, seeing that the sun was going down behind the mountains, and that the stars were starting to appear in the east. A faint smile came to her lips as she looked at the pine trees in the forest. She loved this place for being so calm and peaceful. It was such a wonderful place.

Her jeep was parked not too far away, and she watched her dogs that were sniffing around. She took a sip of her hot coffee, and brought her knees back up. She wasn't wearing a coat, and simply had a big woollen turtleneck on. Her jeans weren't new and her hiking boots neither, but they both were in good shape.

She walked down the steps and walked around in the snow that reached her ankles. Her dogs started chasing each other when suddenly, the first dog that looked more like a wolf than any other thing, stopped and sniffed the air. He started barking and growling, walking to Shania and back to the spot where he had stopped. His mistress followed him, and the wolf-dog soon started running towards the lake. Seeing that her companion was leading her to something, she ran back inside to get her coat and gloves, in case she was going to walk far. She spotted her handgun near the door and decided to take it with her, just in case. She left without locking the door, knowing that there was absolutely no one nearby. 

She called back her wolf by the name of Fang, and he came running towards her, whining, wanting her to come faster.

She started jogging behind the black beast and arrived quickly at the border of the lake. She looked around and noticed the black form on the ice immediately, and also seeing the hole in the ice not too far away from it.

She knew that the ice wouldn't crack under her light weight so she ran to the body, followed by her dog.

She kneeled down and had to toss him over because he had been lying in the snow on his stomach. First, she checked his breathing, and saw that it was feeble, but normal. He was turning blue and his clothes were completely soaked with water that was now almost freezing into place. She took off her gloves and slapped him across the face, trying to wake him up.

"C'mon," she whispered through clenched teeth. "Wake up! Don't die on me now."

Seeing that the slapping wasn't working, she tried to lift him up. He was too heavy for her, so she called Fang and with one whistle, the beast grabbed Logan's jacket by the collar and started pulling towards the bank. Shania was a bit scared that the ice would crack again, but it didn't give any signs of weakness, so there was nothing to worry about. They arrived at the cabin and Shany pulled Logan into it, closing the door so the dogs wouldn't come in.

She ran to the kitchen and brought back a cup of coffee. She carefully held his head while bringing the cup to his lips. Slowly, she arrived to make him drink some without choking him. It arrived to sort of wake up Logan.

A groan freed itself out of his lips, and she immediately leaned over him.

"Hey honey, I kneed you to stay conscious," she said into his ear. "Try to talk. Please say something."

Logan whinged again, and tried to move, without any success. He moved his lips, trying to talk. He opened his eyes for half a second, but all he could see were very blurry outlines, and the pain it caused made him close his eyes again. 

"C-c-c-cold," he arrived to mumble. "V-v-very c-c-c-cold."

Logan passed out again and Shania placed the cup to his lips again to make him drink more, remembering about what to do with people who had hypothermia. She had tried with the food to give him back stamina, but it was not really working. She had a light hesitation, then pulled off his jacket, the two shirts he had under and finally reached his skin. He was now shivering lightly and had a few convulsions.

Quickly, she pulled him to her room and arrived to place him in her large bed.

She stripped off the rest of his wet clothes and buried him under warm blankets. She stopped again, hesitating again, this time a bit longer, but she finally took off all her clothes except her underwear and slid under the feather blankets, next to Logan's form after having turned on the heating in the room to its maximum capacity.  She pressed herself against his cold body and gently passed her fingers through his frosty hair.

"C'mon, honey; be strong," she whispered, massaging his head and elbows.

There was absolutely nothing else to do for the moment. She knew that doing this with only one person to bring back the victim's body temperature to normal was very dangerous because it usually ended up with the two people with hypothermia, but she didn't have another choice. At least, Logan's body wasn't of a bluish colour anymore.

She might have had a lot more hesitation if the man was old and ugly, but it wasn't at all the case. A small smile formed itself on her lips as she looked at the man she had rescued with a little more attention.

He was taller than her by a little more than half a foot. She rubbed his chest, trying to make him warm faster. She realised that he was strong, by the looks of his muscles. Shania thought that he was maybe a fighter, like those in the bars and clubs she visited occasionally, but there were absolutely no scars on his skin, to prove that he had received hits.

~Maybe he's too good to get beat up,~ She thought with a smile, passing her fingers in his hair again, knowing that she was more than a little attracted to the man.

She started to feel cold, and pressed herself against Logan, resting her head on his shoulder.

What she didn't know was that the man she had rescued had a metal skeleton, and that metal keeps the cold, so Logan's body was absorbing her body heat, but wasn't restoring his body temperature. Logan's healing factor was slowly doing the trick, but couldn't give back the heat to Shany's body yet.

She passed her arms around Logan's neck after having pulled up the blankets completely over them, and closed her eyes. She stayed awake for a while, listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing, but after a while, sleep claimed her and she drift away into unconsciousness still holding onto the man she was trying to save.

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