As you may have noticed, this so far has a pretty similar look to the show. I promise I am working towards an alternative story but I had to start back with the show so people would know what I was talking about and where I was coming from. The sections that are similar to the show will be giving a deeper insight to the characters and points of view for the particlar characters that we haven't seen on the show. Oh, and I apologise for spelling Miles with a y in the first chapter. Thanks Gizz.
This starts after Miles has surrendered himself to the Militia in exchange for the lives of the Rebels.
"Ok, so you know what you have to do"?
Charlie nodded, wanting to get moving. The further away Miles got, the less time they had to save him. She couldn't lose more family. Nora patted her shoulder. "Good. Let's get our things and go".
A voice interrupted their preparations. "You'll need another bow". Both of them turned to find a young woman standing ready, weapons strapped to her body with a pack on her back. Nora didn't know her except for the fact that she had been helping the wounded rebels.
"Thank you but we'll be fine".
The girl didn't move. "When going against the Militia, any weapon is better than none". She waited patiently as they considered her argument.
"We could use more help and it's not like anyone else is offering". Nora stared at Charlie. Her heart was definitely too big but again, she was right. "Ok", she said at last, grabbing her gear. "Your help is appreciated but you need to keep up with us, not slow us down".
The girl nodded. "I will follow your instructions and I promise not to slow you down".
Nora nodded. "Alright. Let's go".
All three headed out quickly, hoping to get ahead of the Militia, Nora taking the lead. Charlie ran near the girl, noticing how well she was keeping up.
"Thank you for helping us". She paused. "Especially since you know who Miles really is and what he's done". The young woman nodded but stayed silent. Charlie followed quietly for a few minutes. "Why are you helping us"?
She watched as the stranger faltered slightly. "I came across the rebels by accident and I don't really have anywhere to go". She paused. "Besides, any excuse to kill Militia is good enough for me".
Charlie nodded. "Fair enough. So what do we call you"? The girl looked at her, considering her options. "You can call me Alex". She held out her hand as they ran and Charlie smiled, taking it firmly. "Nice to meet you, Alex".
Nora, Charlie and Alex are on the bridge, getting set for the rescue.
"Right, so everyone knows what they have to do"? Nora's face was serious as she checked every direction. Charlie and Alex nodded, gripping their bows. "Good", Nora continued. "Let's get ready. They'll be here soon. If anything goes wrong, we split and meet back at the restaurant". With that, all three women took their positions. Charlie kept as cool as she could, hoping everything would go right. She didn't want to lose the best chance she had of getting Danny back. Everything was hanging by a thread since there hadn't been much time to plan it.
She glanced across the area to where the girl, Alex was supposed to be waiting to lay down the cover fire and to signal the Militia's approach. There was no sign of her. She was supposed to be there. Charlie's heart pounded as panic started to set in at the thought that she had left them in the lurch until a small bird whistle sounded, calming her instantly. Alex had shown them a small pipe that she would signal them with. Had the situation been different, Charlie would have been fascinated with it but for the time being, she resigned herself to waiting impatiently as the Militia came round the bend, her uncle being pulled behind one of the horses. Despite having the appearance of exhaustion, his eyes darted in every direction, looking for an opening to get away. His wishes were granted as the rescue was launched by the hidden trio. Charlie felt herself going through the motions as if she had done it a hundred times.
Alex made sure to lay down enough cover fire for all of them to get away. As the bagful of Nora's explosives went up, taking part of the bridge with it, she couldn't help but smile at the looks of annoyance on the faces of the surviving Militias' faces. As much as she wanted to stay and kill more, she knew enough to stick to the plans and pick the fights she knew she could win. Taking one last look at the angry men, she sped away to meet up with Nora, Charlie and the infamous Miles Matheson.
"Charlie would you let it go".
The three had run for a short distance then stopped to rest and to Miles' surprise and dismay, Charlie threw her arms around him and squeezed. She was a lot stronger than she looked. "C'mon Charlie, just stop". Charlie let go, looking just as awkward as Miles felt. They straightened their clothes as Nora smiled cheekily at them.
"You ok, Miles"?
"Yep, I'm good. Shall we go"?
Charlie looked around intently. "We can't. Not yet. We have to….". Rustling trees made Miles draw his sword, expecting the Militia. When a young woman entered the clearing, he saw the relief on her face when she saw them. He also noticed Charlie smile at the girl. It was evident she and Nora were glad she was there. He cautiously put his sword away as the girl joined them.
"Are you ok"?
The girl nodded at Charlie's question, her eyes focused and intent. If Miles didn't know any better, he'd have thought the girl had military training. "Are all of you ok"? Her face was serious as she took in their appearance in a glance, evidently glad they were fine. Miles watched her suspiciously.
"Who are you"?
"She", Nora interrupted before anyone else. "Is the girl who helped save your ass"?
"My ass didn't need saving. I had a plan".
"Really!? Like what? Stepping in horse crap as they dragged you to Monroe".
Miles glared at Nora. She'd always had a smart mouth, even when he knew her before. Her glare came back just as strong and he sighed, starting to feel tired. "Oh ok, stop with the look".
He turned to the girl, who was waiting patiently with Charlie as he and Nora bickered. Her face was just as focused as before but her eyes watched him curiously. He sighed again as he held out his hand. "Thanks for your help".
It took a moment before she took his hand, shaking gently. "You're welcome". An awkward silence followed, making Miles uneasy. "Ok, so, time to go"?
He started back towards another road, quickly noticing the girl join them. "Uh, what are you doing"? The girl didn't answer. Instead, Charlie chimed in, putting an almost protective hand on the girls arm. "She's coming with us".
Miles threw up his hands. "Nope, no way. Look, I appreciate the help but you're not coming with us". Charlie again spoke up forcefully, giving him that look she always seemed to give him. "Yes she is. For one, she just helped rescue you and two; she is a good fighter. She can help us get Danny back". "Charlie we can't pick up strays. We don't know who she is or what she wants. You remember what happened last time you found a stranger on the road"?
There was silence and Miles continued. "Exactly! We can't risk it".
Charlie glared at him. "Yes we can. She was with the rebels, helping them even though she isn't one and she volunteered to help you despite not knowing you or owing you anything. Isn't that enough"? There was that big heart of hers. Three pairs of eyes stared at him, Nora and Charlie's pushing at him to agree, Charlie's reminding him of Ben's persuasive glares. The girl just watched curiously and yet again Miles found himself feeling like he had met her somewhere. Finally he sighed. "Ok, sure, bring her along. The more the merrier". He turned to her again. "As long as you know that if you come, you probably won't survive very long". He watched her nod, a little too fast for comfort. "Alright. Now can we go"? All three women headed off, Charlie smiling happily. That girl was definitely going to be the death of him.
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