Okay so I came up with some one shots. And not another chapter... but anyways, this is really going to be a bunch of one shots. And if you really like one and want me to make it into an actual story, tell me in the reviews. So this first one in the middle of QoS, an alternate even that could have happened instead Lorcan holding the knife to Aelin's throat.
"Talk to me," Rowan said again, keeping a respectful distance behind. Aelin ignored him, continuing to walk of into the gloom.
"Wait, Aelin, stop, there's someone coming," Rowan said, peering into the darkened street. Aelin looked off into the gloom, when she saw him. No. It it couldn't be. She started to shake. Her vision blurred as she was thrown back to those days. The days that had been the worst in her life. She fell to her knees on the street, shivering.
When Rowan saw her collapse to the ground, he rushed forward. He leaned over her. "Aelin, Aelin are you okay?" he asked his voice filled with worry.
"No, no, no it can't be," Aelin muttered under her breathe still shaking. No. She had seen him. So whoever hey were, they weren't him. She stopped shaking, and stood up.
"Aelin, what just happened?" Rowan asked. She brushed him off, released her blades, then stalked off toward the figure. She slipped silently along the wall, and crept along the wall. She crept up behind him.
"Who are you?" she asked, holding a blade to his throat.
"Celeana?" he asked, his voice filled with hope, with joy, with love. her hands fell to her sides, her blades sheathed
"Sam?" she whispered, reaching her hand out to touch his cheek. Instead he closed the distance between them, and kissed her. She pressed herself into him, loosing all sense of time or space. Finally she pulled back .
"How how are you here, Arobynn he he showed me your body." she asked, still simply breathing him in.
"Oh, that's how he covered it up. He was probably afraid you would get caught trying to rescue me." Sam said.
"What happened," Aelin asked.
"I was captured by the king's men, and they sent me off to Calculla," Sam said.
"But I heard just a few months ago that they killed all of the slaves at the camps." Aelin said.
"Killed us? Hardly. Celeana, we all escaped. Every single one of us. From Endovier too." Sam said, smiling down at her, wiping the tears that had been falling from her eyes. "Of course they probably told everyone they killed us because it doesn't look good to have all your slaves escape. I'm just glad I found you," Sam said.
"Aelin, whats going on?" Rowan asked, stalking up to them.
"Rowan, meet Sam, Sam, this is my friend Rowan," Aelin said, barely sparring Rowan a glance
"Oh," Rowan said, his voice quiet. "Wait I thought you told me he was dead?" Rowan asked, very confused. Aelin shot him a glare that clearly said 'we're not talking about this right now.' Rowan tried to stare her down. Aelin just glared back, before turning back to Sam.
"Come on, I'm taking you back to our apartment," Aelin said, walking down the street, Sam's arm still around her, while Rowan trailed behind like a lost puppy.
Okay so probably not my beast bit of writing, but I hope you liked. Please review, thanks or reading.