Slow Edge (TPF)

Everything slowed down to where Samuel could see the world move at a pace he could react. It was his reflex kicking in when he was threatened by an incoming situation. The cold didn’t matter and neither did the fact Aniela was near him. Everything flipped and he went right into SPARTAN mode.
“Sam, you’re ok.”
Aniela held a laugh after she skated over to see Samuel holding onto the wall for dear life. His fingers were turning white, and he looked down at her with every desire to get back to safety. Once she stopped at the wall, he shook his head no quickly and looked over at the ground on the other side of the wall.
“I’d rather fight a Hunter.”
He watched as she pulled out a pair of gloves and placed them beside his hand on the wall. Her desire to laugh faded away quickly once she realized what had happened to him. She then pinned him to the wall with her hips and gave him a sense of control as she wrapped her arms around his side.
“You’re safe with me. I got you.” She said quietly while hugging him tight.
It had the desired effect, and he slipped the gloves on followed with a deep breath. Aniela pulled him off the wall slowly and towards the other end. She kept him close as he squirmed and tried to keep his balance. It was easy to notice how much he hated not being in control.
Halfway across, Sam realized he was safe with Aniela and felt more relaxed as they glided. All he needed to do was keep his legs stable, and she did the rest. His SPARTAN reflexes began to tone down and he took in the surrounding to finally notice how cold it was.
“I’m glad you picked a warm day to go ice skating.” He said with a sarcastic tone causing her to roll her eyes.
“Oh please, you didn’t want a lot of people. This is the best time.” She replied not wanting to deal with his sarcasm.
“Fair, but still. It’s damn cold. Like my face hurts cold.”
“You’ve endured worse.”
She thought about letting go of him but decided not because he’d find a brilliant way to get back at her. Staying close to him meant she got to stay warm and have a fuzzy feeling.
After getting to the wall, Sam turned around to smile briefly before Aniela took his hands and pulled him across the rink again. He enjoyed watching her as she made sure of everything around them was as it should be. It didn’t take long for him to get lost with her as they continued to move across the rink. He sensed she was getting cold and figured out how to stop for her to slide right into him.
Aniela saw Sam’s arms wrap around and pull her tight to him. She smiled into his coat being smothered by him and warming up. Her face started to warm up enough to where she looked up and saw him looking about. She couldn’t be happier.
“We’re going in.” He said after his plan worked.
“Sam!” She screamed as he picked her up with ease and skated off the rink. “Put me down!”
“We’re going to warm up first, then we can come back out. I want to feel my face again.”
He didn’t listen to her and continued until reaching the door and put her down on the mat. She pouted at him and groaned as he blocked her attempt to go back out. He tilted his head towards the room and pulled her along. Once inside, he let out a sigh of relief to feel the heat and listened to her similar response.
Aniela melted into the bench by sitting next to a heater and felt amazing as she warmed back up. There was no way in hell she was going back outside.