Pregnant!?! (The Last Of Us Fanfic)

Waking

Ellie POV

Tommy please, I'm still here. I'm awake. I can't move.

"Her vitals are stable," I hear a deep voice say.

"That's good, any chance you think she'll wake up soon?" Tommy asks.

I can hear machines beeping as the doctors and Tommy talk. That's all I've been able to hear, it's a constant rhythm, no change. I've tried to panic enough to where there might be a change and someone might notice something, but nothing has worked. I just feel frozen, almost paralyzed.

But I'm not paralyzed.

I can feel when people touch me. I can feel the needle pokes, the various tubes, the temperature in the air...but I can't move.

Imagine someone living this way, forever. Stuck in their mind and hooked up to machines. I'd never want that kind of live. I'd rather live a poor life than live a plain life stuck to a bed.

My stomach aches. I'm hungry, not for tube food but real food. I don't think my body knows what to do with all the nutrients I'm being fed because I'm used to the restricted lifestyle. I'd die for any kind of meat right now.

I feel the doctors poke around down there, it's sore and not as bad as I think it should be. How long have I been out? I remember giving birth, Joel told me everything was alright, and now I'm here, stuck in my body. I know we made it to Tommy's and we're safe, but I have so many questions.

"She's stable. Her body is still in really bad shape and she's recovering, maybe this coma is good for her so she can heal faster. We'll keep an eye on her," the deep voice says. I'm guessing he's the doctor.

"When do we need to start to worry?" Tommy asks.

"Well, for one, if the power goes out. We only have so long on the generators but we're lucky she's breathing on her own now," He starts.

"So she's off all the life-supporting machines?" Tommy asks.

"Yes," The doctor says a little worriedly.

"So...what's the worry?" Tommy questions. The doctor takes a big breath and a big sigh before answering.

"Even if she recovers fully, she may never wake up," The doctor says.

I'm awake, you guys can't hear me!

"But we don't know that for sure," Tommy says sternly.

"Well-"

"You don't know half of what this girl has gone through, what she has survived. She has so much fight in her, if it was her decision she would be awake right now," Tommy pushes.

Damn right.

"Sir-"

"She will wake up soon, I know it. Do not tell Joel that she may never wake up, we're not there yet," Tommy says.

"I understand," the doctor replies. "Sir, the chances of her waking up today are the same as yesterday and the day before-"

"But there's still a chance. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow. Have a little faith doctor," Tommy sneers.

The doctor's footsteps retreat out of the room and the door closes. Tommy takes a big sigh and I can hear him lean forward in the chair as it creaks. He holds my hand and squeezes it. I wish I could squeeze it back.

"I don't know if you can hear me Ellie, but keep fighting. Goddamnit, we know you, those doctors don't know a damn thing about you other than what they see. Those damn charts," He says to me, taking a deep breath. "We know you're still here, please,"