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ᖭ༏ᖫ Knives and Pens ᖭ༏ᖫ {Episode 2}

Ellie x Female Reader MDI 18+ Word count: 4013

Aria Rose is a trained surgeon from Orion, Alberta coming to Jackson. Originally from Buffalo QZ in New York, you fled after the death of your mother, an ex Firefly. You meet Ellie Williams when arriving in Wyoming. Hope is a fickle thing and the past will come back to haunt everyone.

A.N: Like I mentioned previously this is my first fic and so I'm taking my time with writing and enjoying the characters. This takes place in the TLOU2 or a little prior to when the game takes place. Slight changes to the story will happen. Rated 18+ as sex and sexual themes are mentioned. Slow burn. Eventual Smut.

Any songs used in this story were released prior to Breakout Day; September 26th, 2013.

Warnings for this episode: angst, fluff?, cursing, violence, gore, nudity, lesbian sexualism/erotica, mentions of murder, pregnancy trauma, mentions of self harm.

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Episode 2 : Jackson

Song: Nothing Brings Me Down - Artist: Emiliana Torrini - Released: 2005

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The VCR tape in your mind starts to play a black screen. A small light emerges in the darkness and illuminates your old kitchen back in Buffalo. The table is covered by the smuggled Firefly letters your mother was reading. You walk over to the table. “Honey?” you turn and your mother enters the kitchen with her bag.

“Mom,” you say quietly. It echoes in your mind like rippling water.

“Are you okay honey? You look sick.”

“I’m fine.” You look back at the letters on the table. “What’s going on with the Fireflies?”

She kisses your head and sits at the table. “Uh well a lot. My friend Marlene wrote to me. She wanted to know if it was possible to extract cordyceps from the brain without killing the host.”

“What’s the point?” you scoffed, “To extract it you would cause major damage to the brain, killing them anyways. And it spreads fast, so the person is already lost.”

“Yes, but as a means to create a form of… cure?”

“From infected brain tissue? It wont work. Cordyceps only knows how to take over a host.”

“But, what if it mutated,” She raises an eyebrow at you. You give your mother a deadpan stare.

“Mutated? The host would still be infected.”

“But what if they were still themselves, still human?”

“H-how? Cordyceps is foreign to our bodies. Even our antibodies try to fight it off before it completely takes over the brain.”

Your mother starts to shuffle and pile the smuggled letters on the table.

“Mom?” your voice echoes as everything starts to shimmer in your mind, “Are you saying there’s someone who's immune?”

“Damn did I fall asleep?” you roused to the sound of someone knocking on the door. Your knees were bent to your chest sitting on an armchair. You were still in Hannah’s room keeping watch of her and Sophie, but the fatigue and exhaustion caught up to you and you had fallen asleep. You unraveled yourself to get up with a few cracks and opened the door.

Joel stood there with his hair wet from his shower, “G’morning, we’re thinking of heading out in ‘bout an hour. You need help with anything?”

“Yeah, can you watch Sophie while I get Hannah dressed?”

You washed Hannah the best you could, with water and a rag, and got her dressed. You assisted her down the stairs. Joel and Tommy were feeding the horses outside. Hannah went outside to get Sophie and talk to Joel. You went into the living room where the safe was to get supplies. You heard the bathroom door open and footsteps coming down the hall.

“Good morning.”

You turn to say good morning back, Ellie stood there with her hair down- wet, she wore a gray hoodie, dark jeans, and her converse.

“Good morning..” is what finally came out as your train of thought returned and you put fresh ammo in your pistol.

“How’s the baby?” she asks, coming over and checking the safe. There was a sheen on her cheek and a few droplets running down her short layers onto the sides of her face. Her pine aroma was a warm musk in the cool morning air. Despite taking a shower, she was still groggy.

“She’s with Joel and Hannah right now. I had Joel watch her for a bit, he didn’t seem to mind,” you both hear Hannah laugh outside. Ellie doesn’t say anything and grabs some rags. You feel like somehow you struck a nerve but you let it be and zip up your bag.

Ellie had her sleeves pushed up exposing her ink. “Your tattoo,” you started, “I like it. What does it mean?”

“Thanks, I, uh, got it when I was 17, my friend Cat did it. I have a guitar with a moth on it that I like and decided to use that as the main design. The fern is something that Cat helped me come up with. I wanted a large design taking up my forearm. She said that the fern represented hope and family,” she looks at you and you can’t help but smile at her. Your smile must have been contagious because she smiled back at you. “Do you have any tattoos?”

“I do-,” but before you could finish Tommy came into the house.

“Horses are ready, let’s head out.”

You were back on Shimmer. Tommy was leading the way and he was eager to get back before noon. “I found Maria this ring, I swear it’s gold,” he held it up as if that would confirm whether it was genuine.

“Is that even her size?” Joel mumbles.

“Looks a little small, maybe I make a cast and melt it down into somethin’.”

You look over to see Hannah using a nursing cover that she sewed back in Orion.

“Is she latching on?” you ask.

“Oh yes, she’s feeding well.”

“Good,” you sigh in relief. One less thing to worry about. You felt a little selfish but you were still tired and decided to slowly rest your head on Ellie’s backpack.

“Tired?”

“Hm? No, I’m awake.”

“So..uh about your tattoo,” Ellie's voice was in range so that only you could hear her, “you said you had one?”

“Look down,” you instruct. Ellie looked and you stretched your right arm out and flipped your wrist over to reveal a small five pointed star. It could’ve been mistaken for a large freckle at first glance. Ellie is surprised she didn’t notice it yesterday. “I got it done back home in Buffalo. It was against the rules to get tattoos because they said it encouraged gangs, but a couple of us got together past curfew and tattooed each other with some needles and ink, not really the safest thing to do. My uh, best friend and I tattooed stars on each other.” You think back to Emily.

Ellie’s eyelids flutter and she flashes back to Riley. “I had a best friend back in Boston,” Ellie questioned herself for a split second as to why she felt like she could open up to you. Was it because she was just interested in you? Or did she have a deeper longing to feel connected to someone; someone to open up to, not someone to watch from the sidelines, but someone who was just for her. “We snuck out after curfew too.” She squinted and rolled her tongue in her mouth. That was the end of her story.

“We made it to one of our trails,” Tommy announces ahead, “Stay on guard, this route is one of the more active.”

You got your pistol ready. You rode by a library and took a mental note to come back to see if there was anything worth taking.

“Hey, who usually does this route?” Ellie asked without being too loud.

“No one makes it out this far other than Eugene when he gets a chance,” Joel responded. Ellie kept quiet.

Tommy suddenly halted and raised his hand. The sound of a distant clicker was heard. Tommy hopped off his horse and took out his sniper. The clicker emerged out of one of the distant buildings and Tommy used his scope. “G’damn it.”

“What’re you seeing?” Joel asked.

“There’s about 30 or so cramped by the ol’ coffee shop, more inside.”

“Suppose they were migrating up the mountain for spring?”

“Yeup..” Tommy looks back and nods Joel and Ellie over.

You watched as the three plotted a way around the infected. You scanned the buildings around you for any movement. You weren’t the type to get nervous without cause, but a ball of anxiety was curling in your abdomen and you couldn’t figure out why.

“Okay then,” Tommy turns around, “We are rerouting and avoiding this area altogether to keep the baby safe. There’s a dirt path going down to a stream close to Jackson. Keep eyes out for stragglers. When we get back home we’ll send up a team to clear this place out.”

The path was steep and muddy going down the mountain. Joel’s horse jumped down a steep incline before catching its footing again. “Easy girl,” he said.

Sophie started crying. Her newborn cry was faint but persistent. “Shh Sophie,” Hannah tried to hush her and rock her in the swaddle.

Then, the distant noise of a runner waking up echoed, followed by another one, and another. They came out from behind the trees a small distance away screaming towards Joel and Hannah.

“Let’s move!” Tommy started going faster downhill.

Tommy led through the mud down the mountain trying to avoid trees, the steep drops, and cliffs. You looked back and saw about 20 runners following behind and 4 clickers. You shot down one runner before having to grab hold of Ellie’s waist to not fall.

“There’s about 25 of them after us!,” you called out.

“We can’t bring this shit back to Jackson!” Ellie yelled.

“Tommy she’s right,” Joel echoed.

“At this point I’m trying to not fall off this damn mountain, you got some place in mind?”

Ellie thought for a second. She wasn’t used to this route but remembered coming out here when she was still doing group patrols. “The Baldwin Lodge. There’s a fence around the place!”

“Okay you heard that Tommy?” Joel said.

“Sure did, let's haul ass!”

Sophie cried all the way to the lodge. After entering the fence Joel and Tommy shot at the now 35 infected through the fence. Ellie ran inside and retrieved two molotovs that she threw at the horde. From deep inside the lodge two runners emerged and from behind the group. You and Hannah shot and killed them.

Then, quiet. Only the sound of Sophie’s soft cries remained. You brought Hannah inside and took a drinking syringe out your backpack and prepped it with a small dose of sleeping medicine. “Just for now, until we’re safe,” you said, feeding it to Sophie. Hannah nodded.

The cries ceased as she fell asleep. “You ladies alright?” Tommy comes inside with Joel and Ellie.

“Yeah, just put the baby asleep.” You look over at Ellie who is already looking at you. At your left arm to be specific. She comes over and grabs it. You feel some pain then notice the tear in your sleeve and a bloody gash. A small stream of blood goes down your sleeve and drips from your hand. “Oh I didn’t even feel it.”

“It could have been a branch, you need stitches, I can do it,” Ellie takes a rag and applies pressure

“Ellie, you take care of her, we will make sure this place is secure. We probably won't be out of here for another hour until the horde clears,” Joel said going downstairs and Tommy went up.

You and Ellie sat in a small bedroom upstairs where there were two chairs by some windows. You held down pressure to your wound as Ellie set up. It was nice to watch her from the front. Her sleeves were pushed up again and the sunlight coming through the window brightened up her green eyes. It was like meeting her all over again; you really couldn’t get enough from watching her. “Okay, let me see it,” she instructs, her voice low. You lifted the rag to reveal some blood. You removed your sleeve and lifted the bottom hem of your shirt to rest on your shoulder. You wore a dark gray bralette with a deep V. Ellie cleaned the wound with alcohol- you winced.

It’s not the most comfortable thing to go through, but it wasn’t your first time. Ellie drew in close to you and held your arm. Her rough fingers were firm on your smooth skin. With her first stitch your chest rose as you held your breath in anticipation of the initial shock of pain.. but she was good, and the pain wasn’t so bad. You started to breathe again and she went in for another. You looked down at her hands, “You’re good at this,” you quietly purred.

Ellie examines your face looking down at her handy work. Without saying anything, her hand holding on to you, with just her fingertips, slowly slides up your arm, sending a wave of chills forming on your arm. Then, she grips you again as she sticks the needle in. You gasp and look away, closing your eyes and indulging in this mixture of pain and pleasure. “I’m almost done,” she says, drawing closer to you.

“Yeah okay,” you couldn’t say much more.

Your body stayed still under her touch. Her hands skillfully closed up your wound, “There,” Ellie admires her work and runs her thumb parallel to the stitch line. She lets go and puts the stuff away in your small medical pouch. There was deafening silence as you slipped your arm through your sleeve again. There was so much you wanted to say to her; ‘How did she get so good at suturing?’ She’s better than some of the students you’ve had, ‘And her hands..’ they were definite in every thrust and pull of the needle..

“A couple years back, Joel got hurt pretty bad.. It was just the two of us, and it took him weeks to recover. He was completely unconscious and needed stitches. I was shaking trying to hold on to the needle, I didn’t do a good job. I promised myself I wouldn’t let anything like that happen to him again..” she zips the pouch up, “so I practiced- even on myself.” Ellie rubs her tattoo.

“Does your tattoo cover up a scar?” you notice the uneven surface under the ink.

“Yeah, uh a chemical burn actually,” she gulps a smile and looks at you.

You meet her deflective smile with a concerned look, but you hold your tongue. You weren’t the voice of reason when it came to indulging in “self soothing”.. “When my mother was killed, there was nothing I could do but listen when it happened. I replay that day over and over in my head every night, afraid I might forget something important. After that night, I promised that I wouldn’t let her death go in vain. I became a better doctor.. And with the losses along the way,” you look down at the star staining your wrist, “I promised I wouldn't let them down.”

Your mother’s image comes into mind, then Emily's. "I guess… that’s the long version of me saying, I like to drink,” you laugh to yourself.

Ellie smirks, “Hah I drink too, but I like to smoke,” she tilts her head, “Have you smoked before?”

A sheepish grin spreads on your face, “A stale cigarette once, I almost threw up,” you scrunch your face and stick out your tongue in playful disgust.

Ellie shakes her head and laughs at you a little, “No I mean the good stuff.”

“Oh you mean-”

“Yeah, if you want, I can roll you a fresh joint when we get to Jackson.”

“I haven’t tried it, but it sounds fun,” your eyes linger on Ellie as the tension in the room shifts. Ellie held an air of confidence around her. She smiles and nods at your response then passes you your pouch.

You shake your head, “I can’t tell,” holding one end of the pouch.

“Tell what?” she leans in keeping eye contact.

“If you’re going to be a good thing, or bad thing for me.”

“Maybe I’m both,” she studies your mouth.

“I hope so,” you watch Ellie’s tongue whip across her lips and they glisten in the sunlight. You suddenly became very desperate to taste them when-

“Ellie, you almost done up there? We are just about ready to leave.” Joel calls from downstairs and you both hear footsteps coming up.

You start to pack your backpack again and Ellie gets up to return her chair back to the other side of the table.

“Yeah coming down,” Ellie calls out dryly. Joel was already approaching the doorway.

“Good, there's some stragglers outside the fence. We can still make time if we leave now. How’s your arm Aria?” He leans on the door frame.

“Yeah doing good,” you smile and put your backpack on slowly.

Joel digs in his pocket and hands some ammo to Ellie.

“I’m still good,” she scratches her ear.

“Me too,” you clear your throat.

“Okay,” he puts it back in his pocket, scratching his head nonchalantly.

You stand next Ellie, “Ready?” she asks.

“Yeah.”

“Alright…,” Joel leaves and goes back down.

Ellie rolls her eyes and leans on her hip. You couldn’t help but laugh at her frustration. She turns around, “What?”

You take her hand, “Just c’mon,” and lead her to the stairs.

Going down, shots were fired outside. Joel and Tommy start killing stragglers and Ellie joins them outside.

“All patched up?” Hannah comes over with a suggestive smile.

“Mhm,” you smile. You check her bandages and help her up off the couch. She will be recovering for the next couple weeks. “I think we have a date.”

Hannah’s mouth dropped in surprise, “Wow you held back huh? Taking things slow was never your thing Aria.”

You shake your head doubting, but a stubborn spark of hope lingers in your chest, filling your lungs and sitting in your throat. You look over at the window panes lining up to the ceiling.

“But maybe this is a good thing,” Hannah reassures.

“All clear!” Tommy calls out from outside.

“Okay,” you respond. The twist of anxiety fills your gut again. The windows loomed high above like a wall of eyes watching, judging, unable to speak, to warn of something. You look around the room one last time before taking Hannah and walking outside.

“There it is,” Joel slows down, “ Jackson.”

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Song: Lesser Known Good - Artist: Nym - Released: 2011

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It laid beneath the mountains; your new home.

The gate opened into the stables. Ellie helps you off. “Welcome back!” a guy runs over, “Any encounters?”

“Just infected. We gotta set up a team. A horde is blocking the north trail by the library,” Joel says, giving his horse to a stable hand.

Hannah makes her way to you where she takes hold of your arm.

“I’m Jesse,” he comes over. He was charming and definitely had a good smile.

“I’m Dr. Aria Rose.”

“Hannah Moore, and this is Sophie,” she smiles a little too big.

Ellie watches from behind.

“I’m sure this one gave you a hard time,” He teases as he walks over to Ellie and gives her dab.

“Pfft, never.”

“Has anyone seen my wife?” Tommy calls out.

“He was cute,” Hannah whispers.

“I’m gonna find Eugene and set up a team for that horde, I’ll be seeing you later,” Joel nods a goodbye to Ellie and you.

“Tommy she’s walking on over!,” some guy on the watchout tower calls down.

“Do you think he’s single?” Hannah asks.

“If you like him, then he obviously isn’t,” you respond.

“Hannah!?”

A man and woman come running over and Hannah lets go to embrace them. “Bienvenue,” (Welcome) the woman says, almost crying. It was her aunt and uncle, the closest living relatives she had. Hannah had survived this trip and gave birth. She owed it all to you, her best friend, her sister.

“Thank you doctor,” they also came over to give you a hug.

“De rein,” (You’re welcome).

Hannah hugged you goodbye and they took Hannah and Sophie away. You promised to catch up with her soon.

You walked over to Ellie. “Was that?” she asks.

“Her aunt and uncle. Mission accomplished.”

“Dr. Rose?” an older short hair blonde woman comes over.

“There you are,” Tommy walks over to the woman and they hug.

“I’m Maria,” she shakes your hand, “ Welcome to Jackson. You must be tired from the trip. I have a place for you to stay. It’s not permanent but it’s the best we can do right now. Tomorrow I’ll bring you to the Medic tents and hospital and get you acquainted.”

“Sounds good.”

“Aria here did a whole g’damn c-section yesterday at the camp. Saved that girl's baby,” Tommy praised.

“Are you serious?” Jesse chimes in.

“I’m not surprised, that’s exactly what we need on our medical staff- someone who can work under pressure. Let’s get going and get you situated, Aria.” Tommy follows behind Maria, “Ellie you thinkin’ of coming by later?” she turns around.

“I’m helping Joel clear up the infected by the library. I’ll come by afterwards.”

“Okay, it’s pasta tonight. Stay safe out there.”

Before leaving with Maria, you turned to Ellie, “Thank you for taking care of me earlier,” her eyes were soft and lips were in a more prominent pout. You take a step closer, “When I’m settled in, maybe in a day or two, I want to see you, and we can do what we talked about.” Her hair frames her face and you push a strand behind her ear. She looks at you- eyes almost begging for you to stay.

“I want to see you too,” she almost whispers. She attempts to grab hold of your hand but she retracts before you could notice.

“Good,” you tenderly touch her bicep, then turn to catch up with Tommy and Maria.

Ellie watches as you leave the stables.

“She’s cute,” Jesse says leaning on the fence, “in a super smart doctor-y kinda way. You think she’s into comic book nerds?”

“I dunno,” she feels a tinge of doubt, “but we have plans, so..”

“Wow, like a date? She hasn’t even been in Jackson an hour and you’re already courting her?”

“Um who the hell says courting?”

“Not me, usually, especially not for you,” Jesse starts kicking dirt, “I mean no one else in Jackson seems to interest you, it’s good you’re getting back out there.”

Ellie bites her tongue. “You’re such a sap,” she teases.

“Space is a bit tight. If you choose to stay in Jackson permanently, we can arrange for housing, but in the meantime, I hope you find yourself at home,” Maria leads you into the guest bedroom of her and Tommy’s home.

“This is perfect Maria, thank you,” you looked around the bedroom; A full size bed, your own bathroom, a desk, everything you need. Your bedroom was situated downstairs across the hall from Maria’s office and your window faced the backyard.

Maria left you to settle in, but before you could unpack, you removed your top and looked at the stitch work in front of the mirror. You can tell there was going to be minimal scarring, but a scar nonetheless. You think about Ellie’s hands on you, her touch as she held you. You took pleasure in knowing that this scar will forever remind you of that. You look at the star on your wrist and smile.

END OF EPISODE 2

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