Pregnant!?! (The Last Of Us Fanfic)

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Ellie POV

The storm thunders on outside as Joel and I take cover in the station. He keeps telling me how sorry he is but it isn't helping the situation. The baby is trying to come out feet first and from what I know, it can be done but it's just going to be more difficult. We don't need more difficult, all the odds are against us right now.

"Joel?" I ask, covered in sweat and tears. I've been pushing for what seems like hours but Joel tells me it's only been minutes.

"It's fine, we're fine, everything is going to be fine," He says to me, but more to himself. "Just remember to breathe and push,"

We have no idea what we're doing and it shows.

Joel tells me to push and I sit up a little, pushing as much as I can. I try not to scream out but the pain is unbearable. I can't believe that women have been doing this since the dawn of time, why would anyone voluntarily do this? I now know why one of the reasons why celebrities would get surrogates, I would too if I had the money or the means to...if I wanted kids.

I stop pushing when I feel like I need to. Joel grabs my extra jacket that I put by my feet and I can feel him put it down there. I must be close.

"How close?!" I tiredly ask, wiping the sweat off my head.

"Just the head! We're so close!" He says.

My head starts to spin again, I just feel so sick and I can't tell how much blood I've lost. I sit up, almost falling back down but I'm motivated to finish. I push again, feeling the pressure and pain from the head which is a lot more than the rest of the body was. Joel is coaching me to keep pushing, his face is a mixture of emotions. I just wish Finn was here. It's his fault that I'm in this position in the first place. Why can't human men carry babies like male seahorses do? That'd be nice.

I stop pushing and I can tell I'm not done yet. Joel is saying something to me but all I can focus on is staying awake. I just have such an overwhelming feeling to fall asleep, but I can't give up now. I'm almost done.

I push hopefully one last time. With everything left in me, I push as hard as I can and surprisingly, I don't scream or yell out. I keep pushing and I instantly feel relief once I feel the baby come out. My body aches but the pressure and the pain is gone. I fall back, sighing a breath of relief. My eyesight starts to go in and out, I can't fight against the feeling. I look up at the ceiling and before I know it, I can't see or hear anything.

Joel POV

The baby finally comes out and I'm able to put it down on the jacket, wiping off the blood and other contents. I look to Ellie who's laying on her back, breathing and staring up at the ceiling. She did it. I pick the baby up and hold it as I use my shiv to cut the umbilical cord. I cut Sarah's cord too but it was definitely more sterile and a safer environment, surrounded by doctors.

I look the baby over, making sure everything is okay. It's definitely smaller than a normal baby, given it's almost a month early, but it seems to be doing okay. The baby opens it's eyes and looks around, eyes wide with curiosity.

"Ellie, it's a girl and she's doing okay," I say to Ellie, who's still on her back. "She's not cryin' which is just a little worrying but she's breathing okay, all fingers and toes are there, there's nothing physically wrong with her,"

Ellie doesn't answer. I put the baby down and wrap it in Ellie's jacket. I gently set her by my bag, making sure she's safe and not going to roll away. The jacket is much bigger than she is so there's little chance that she'll move around or get away, not that she can just run but I just want to be safe. I get back to Ellie, she's surrounded by her own blood and the placenta has come out on it's own. To my medical knowledge, I think that's the last thing to happen. The blood is what worries me.