Is It The Last Of Us

Chapter Twenty-Five

Ellie's P.O.V.

The massive Moose fell to the muddy ground, the seven arrows we had shot into it impaling him more. 

" Mosse's aren't suppose to be in Seattle, are they?" Lev asked as I hopped down from the building we were on. 

" No. They migrated to here for some reason." 

" Migrated?" 

" Moved." 

I started pulling our arrows out of him, rinsing them in the mud puddle in front of me. 

" How are we going to take this back?" 

" Where gonna have to take a different root." 

" Do you have a map?" 

" Let's het him straightned out, and we'll find out where to go." 

I instantly felt that I had just sounded like Joel. 

My heart sank. 

" I'm sorry for your loss." Lev said, kneeling down beside me. 

I turned to look at him, a little freaked out. " How did you know?" 

" Eyea say everything. So does body language." 

" Let's get this fucker home." I said, taking out my map. 

" Is this a whole map of Seattle?" 

" Yeah." 

Lev intensly looked at it as I matched up the map of seattle from a map book back in Jackson th this one. 

" Where going to take a giant loop. There's another neightborhood called Stevens North of us. From there, we can swing right back into Cascade." 

" It feels like it's going to rain again." 

" Then we better hall ass." 

~

A massive thundersorm had hit the area we were in before we could gat back to Cascade, leaving us to hold in in a still stable cole mining tunnel. 

" What was this used for?" Lev asked me as lightning struck a treein the distance, catching it on fire. 

" For cole mining. This is how the people would get into the mountine to find cole." 

" Your snarpining that wrong."  

I looked up at him. 

" Only pull it down." 

" Thanks." 

" It's my pleasure." 

" Your welcome." 

" Huh?" 

" Another way of saying that is your welcome." 

" Thanks." 

I smiled. " Your welcome."  

~

It's been to hours, the storm still raging outside. 

Lev had headed out to re-fill our cantines and see if he could find sometype of berry to hold us over until we can get back to the others. 

I miss Joel, so fucking much. 

I started to draw his face again, tempted to x it out, but I faught it. 

I needed some type of closure.