Pregnant!?! (The Last Of Us Fanfic)

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Ellie POV

I'm looking at my hand, panicking because I've never had this much blood come out from down there. The rain almost washes it off completely when I continue to hold it out, the blood dripping onto the ground. I look over to Joel who is still looking at the surrounding area. I check again and even more blood gets onto my hand. This definitely isn't good.

I wash off my hands in the rain puddle next to me and look down at where I just used the bathroom, a literal mess. Maybe if I can keep going and make it to Jackson, then we can deal with whatever is happening with a real doctor around. My stomach cramps up again but I brush it off, just wincing at the pain. Something is definitely wrong.

I walk over to where Joel is, quickly checking my pants to make sure the blood isn't visible. The rain has basically turned my pants into an almost black shade so it almost blends in. If he were to look close, he'd notice. I clear my throat,

"Okay, let's go," I say, tapping his arm. He looks to me and nods. I make sure to have him walk in front of me so he doesn't see the back of my pants.

We get back to the road and the rain has only gotten worse. I can barely see in front of us but I do know that once we get to the hill, Jackson is literally just right there. I can make it, I just need push through this. Most women in the books I've read have had their water break and they didn't give birth for hours or even until the next day. It's different for everyone but I should be fine, the blood is what worries me. I wish I was more prepared. I wish Finn were alive to be here to help or to even see his kid. Honestly, I wish I wasn't even in this position but here we are.

We continue walking on the road and I only get a mild cramp every couple of minutes or so. I can't feel any blood dripping down but my pants are soaked so even if I was bleeding, I probably wouldn't notice. What if Clara was wrong? What if this baby was infected and was eating me alive? The kicking was actually something else and the blood is from my insides being eaten. I shake off the thought, they tested us hundreds of times and said we're fine and my child is most likely immune as well.

Joel turns around to check on me, I wave and he nods, continuing forward. There's a fence ahead and it looks like we're going to have to climb through. We're on the opposite side of where we came the very first time, before we went to the University. I hope I can fit through, my stomach isn't that big but it's big enough where it can get in the way.

Joel walks up to the fence and opens it for me. I really wished he went through first cause he'll probably see the blood now, if it's still there and not washed off in the rain. I walk forward, taking my bag off and throwing it on the other side. It helps if I take that off cause I can't exactly suck in anymore. I climb through, no comment from Joel, and hold it for him to climb through. I pick up my bag once he does and throw it on my shoulders. There's literally nothing in it except my switchblade, which makes it light.

Joel and I continue forward, the mud sticking to our shoes as we keep going forward. We're so close to Jackson, I can literally feel it.

Suddenly my stomach cramps so bad that I can't help but scream out as I'm knocked to the ground. I scream out in pain as my insides literally twist and stab me from the inside. It takes me a minute to realize Joel is standing over me, asking me what's wrong. I can't really hear what he's saying or even see him. The rain is so heavy that my eyes don't really want to stay open. The pain subsides and I feel lightheaded.

"Joel-"

"What is happening?!" Joel yells out, looking at me. His eyes are wide open, he's scared.

"The cramps got worse and my water broke a while ago-"

"Why didn't you tell me?!" He asks sternly, obviously upset but he wants to hold back the anger. "Ellie, you said you'd tell me immediately once something happened or something changed!"