Death Doesn't Dream (9/9)
Far too sudden, she's being forced onto her back with the cold ground beneath her. Hands holding her down by the shoulders. She groans, blinks, looks up at who the fuck just saved her life but is also kind of manhandling her to the ground. Brown intense eyes, lips set into a frown and oh, she's pretty.
"What on earth were you thinking?" The woman demands, voice sharp, rattling.
Ava adverts her eyes. "I saw a light." She snorts, not helping herself. "That's fucking ironic isn't it? I saw a light and I almost died-"
Or:
Where Ava is dead set on hiking the Halo trail - falls through the ice the very first day and is rescued by a (very hot) woman (by Ava's humble opinion) with her sled dogs.
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