Victor Sullivan's Son (Nathan Drake x Male Reader)

The Ultimate Family Reunion

Y/N SULLIVAN's P.O.V.

"Are you sure we're going the right way?" Nate asks as we walk through the jungle of the prison location Sam is being held in. "Yup. I remember this place like no other. I was in here for a few months. OOF!" I say as I fall on the ground. "Ah what the--fuck yeah!" I say as I see my old archers set. I pick it up and put the arrow quiver on my back and grip onto the bow. "Let's break your brother outta prison, baby." I say to Nate with a confident smile. "Yes please!" He says as we continue to walk through the jungle. "Stop. There's five guards guarding the entrance. We have to play this out quickly and safely. We go in there, get your brother, and get out. No loose ends." I say. "Okay, but there's one two guards."
"Five. Two on the ground. Three on the roof." I say as I pull out three arrows and fire them at the guards on the roof, killing all three. "Now there's two. When the last guard is dead, that's when we run." I say as I kill the fourth guard. "Five." I pull out another arrow and place it on the thread of my bow. "Four." I pull the arrow back to cheek and aim it on the center of the guards head. "One." I say as I release the arrow, killing the last guard. "What happened to three and two?!" Nate asks as we start running towards the prison doors. "Oh, must've forgot." I say as I kick down the door, and killing guards left and right. "Stay here and fight them off, I'm gonna find Sam!" Nate shouts, running in the completely wrong direction. "If you're gonna find me, you may wanna come over, little bro." Sam says. "Sam?" Nate asks in disbelief as we turns around runs to his cell. I let them have their little reunion as I kill off the remaining guards. I walk over to Sam's cell and lock eyes with him.

Jensen Ackels as Samuel Drake. (Please forgive for I do not know the actor they used for as Sam Drake in the movie. But I do believe that Jensen Ackels would make a perfect Sam Drake.)

"Y/N! My wonderful angel from heaven!" He says, bringing me in for a group hug with him and Nate. "There's uh, something you should know, Samuel." I say to him. "And what's that?"
"Um, Nate and I are uh. We're kinda a uh--"
"We're together. He's my boyfriend. I'm his boyfriend. We're a thing." Nate says. "Okay." Sam says. "Just okay?" I ask. "Yeah. I'm cool with it. But uh, who's that?" Sam says, pointing to someone behind me. "Who's who?" I ask, without looking. "SJ?" I hear my mother say...I quickly pull an arrow out and aim at her. "Who the fuck are you?" I demand, slowly stepping out of the cell. "I'm your mother, sweetie. Just lower the bow now." She says. "No. Nuh-uh. My mother's dead. You're dead! I saw you. I saw you bleeding out. You died. Right in my arms! So, who the FUCK ARE YOU!?" I shout at her. This time releasing the arrow, just past her ear, cutting it. She jerks a bit and places her hand softly on her ear, and then checks the blood on her hand. Knowing that intentionally did that, I take out another arrow, this time I aim at her heart. "TELL ME WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE! OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL FIRE THIS ARROW RIGHT INTO YOUR HEART!" I demand, screaming at the top of lungs. "SJ! Sweetheart, it's me. After you called 911, you left and I was taken to the hospital. They saved me."
"Then why do you have a grave stone."
"I thought faking my death would be best for me, for you. Clearly I was very wrong."
"Clearly."
"I've been following you."
"That's a lie. I know when I'm being followed. Either I've been too wrapped up in my love life or you're a really good liar."
"Well, you must have been too wrapped up in yo--"
"DON'T LIE TO ME! DON'T TOY WITH ME! If you say you're my mother, then tell me something only she would know."
"You hate clowns."
"Everybody hates clowns."
"No. I mean, you really hate clowns."
"Okay. Why?"
"At your fifth birthday party, your father and I hired a clown. From the moment he got there you were terrified. He tried to make something out a balloon for you, but all you could see, from what you told me. 'He had blood red eyes. And sharp blood stained teeth.' Even when you were a baby, you always had nightmares about clowns. Because we watched--"
"IT. Because we watched IT when I was three." I say, lowering my arrow and bow. "One more question."
"Of course."
"We both have matching scars. We both gave each other scars just incase we lost each other. What's the scar, and where is it?"
"It's on our left forearm. A heart." She says this and I lift my sleeve up to my elbow, looking at the scar through my tattoo. "Show me." I say, walking to her. She's right. I gasp and start to cry, then I look into her eyes and say, "Mom? It's really you? You're not faking? You're not lying?" She nods and says, "It's me, sweetie. It's me." Then I hug her. "You're really good at following people if I of people didn't know I was being followed."
"Well, your dad taught me everything I know."
"Speaking of Dad. Yeah, he's dead. I killed him. And Frazer. And Braddock. I had to kill her twice. She should be dead now, she was ripped in half by a boat."
"Thank fuck your dad is dead. He was such a selfish prick."
"Told you!" I say, looking at the Drake Brothers. Then I hear shouting from outside the prison. "Okay, there's a secret exit way down that hall. Let's get out of here and on the helicopter." I say. "We do this together." My mom says. I smile and nod at her, then we all start running towards the exit.

We get out of the prison to come face to face with a pack of hungry jaguars. "Samuel, Mom. You might want this." I say, handing each of them on of my sais. Then I pull our an arrow and aim, thinking hard and focusing on the jaguars movements. "These arrows are tough, I remember being able to kill four people at once with one arrow. You guys wanna see how many of these I can kill with one? Mm my bet is.." Then I fire my arrow. "Four as well." Then they all start growling at us. "Bad idea. Uh new plan is, RUN!" I yell as I go into the direction of our helicopter. "Nate, Sam, Mom. Go the helicopter, now! I'll hold them off."
"No! I'm not leaving you, baby!" Nate yells at me. "Trust me, babe. I got this. Please trust me."
"We can trust him. He's kept me safe. Even when he was with me." Sam says, reassuring his brother. "Okay. I trust you. Just, please come back to me." Nate says. "I will, baby. You three keep each other safe. Now go!" I say as I start firing arrows at jaguars.

"Y/N! C'mon! Get on the bird! We gotta get out of here!" I hear Sam say over the comm set in my ear. "Yeah, you're right. I ran out of arrows a while ago."
"Turn around." I turn to see Sam, Nate, and my mother all in the helicopter waving at me to come to the bird. Then I'm suddenly on the ground with a jaguar on top of me. I place my bow in its mouth, and take out a knife, stabbing it in the neck. Then I get up and start running towards the helicopter. "Jump now, buddy. Now or never." Sam says. Then I say the same thing that Nate said to me. "Great. Just what I need to hear. Positive reinforcement. Thanks." Then I jump and reach my arm out and grab onto someone else's arm. I look up to see my mom. She pulls me up and hugs me once we're all safe in the chopper.

We're all safe and in a hotel, drinking wine and laughing at each other's adventures. Catching Sam up with everything. "Ew gross. So, you stab each of her limbs into the boat? Then the boats rips down the middle, and so does she?" Sam asks after I tell him about Braddock's death. "Yup. It was uh, something to see." I say, laughing. "Had lots of crazy fun. Especially with this one." I say, pointing to Nate, winking at him. "How much fun? You two are wearing condoms right?" Sam asks. "Please tell me he's not silly and wraps his willy?" Mom asks making me spit out my wine and choke on it. "Tell me you did NOT just say what I think you just said!"
"Uhh sometimes we do. But it's kinda hard to use a condom when we're doing it on a heli--" Nate starts saying before I interrupt him. "We try. But ya know. Meh."
"Meh?" Sam mocks me. "Fuck does that mean!?" My mom and Sam as simultaneously. "Yes and no. That's your answer." I say, then we all share eye contact with each. Then start to slowly break out into laughter.