One Person Can Change Everything (Elisabeth x Male Reader)

Rapture: Chapter 04: The Artist

I had a dreamless sleep. And all things considered, I really enjoyed that. I woke up with Elizabeth sleeping soundly in my chest with a content smile on her face. It still felt so surreal, seeing her after a year, but I in no way regretted that. The only downside about really living here is the displacement of time, the city just looks like it always does. No day or night. Thankfully they have clocks down here, but with the alluring sight of the ocean it's just far too tempting just to stay here with Elizabeth.

But we have a job to do. And we might as well get it done. "Elizabeth, wake up." I muttered, she just repositioned her head on my chest trying to get comfortable. She looked like a cat that didn't want to give up her favorite spot. Again it was tempting just to stay like this but we really should move, raising my hand to her shoulder I shook her ever so gently. "Elizabeth. Wake up." I tried again.

This time I got results. Her eyes groggily opened as her body began to move, "Hmhhh, what time is it?" she asked rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. I looked over to her nightstand and saw the clock.

"It's 7:15. In the a.m." I stated, I never really was one for rising early in the morning, but my internal clock had other things in mind unfortunately. I just wanted to sleep in a hour or so more, but we had a job to do today, and we might as well get it done and out of the way with.

"It's early is what it is. But we should get up." Elizabeth said as she rose from my chest, slipping out of bed I figured I might as well do the same. I stretched out my arms and legs when I got out of bed, "(Y/N)... could you... give me a minute to get dressed?" she asked, tightening the robe around her waist.

"Sure thing." I said as I headed for the door. Slipping on my holster and hand cannon, I made sure that my jacket hid the pistol from sight. I waited for a few minutes while Elizabeth got dressed. God what was I thinking last night! I mean it was so good just to do that, but I seriously need to control my fucking hormones. Even now I'm thinking of Elizabeth changing her cloths behind that door like a pervert!

I wonder if I cracked the door if I could-and I'm stopping that train of thought right now.

I did walkover to the door and knock, "Elizabeth? Are you decent?" I asked.

"Come in." she called back. I opened the door to see her putting makeup on. Part of me was grateful while another was slightly let down. "Just give me a second." she said. I watched as she put on the eyeliner.

"You know you don't need to put on makeup. Your already beautiful enough as it is." cheesy. Nothing but cheesy, but the blush on her face told me she didn't mind.

"Thanks you. And... there! I honestly think that makeup is completely unneeded." she said as she looked over herself in the mirror. It was still a bit of a shock that all of this was really happening today, we we're going to finally do, we where finally going to put a end to Comstock.

"You ready?" I asked, she looked at herself in the mirror, when I first knew her she was sweet, innocent, and full of life. But when she first saw death that all changed, it changes everyone. But that's the thing about Elizabeth, after everything she saw, everything that she went through, she was still... her. And thank god for that.

"Yea. I am. Come on, I know just were we should begin." She said as she headed for the door. "Wait, can't you use your... I don't know, all seeing eyes to find where he's hiding out?" I asked. I mean when I found out the truth, Elizabeth already knew what'd happen, why not now?

We passed through the door into the main room, "Well that's what I did when I first came here, but when you showed up it... shuffled the deck so to speak. Though I have a idea where he may be heading."

"So? Can't you just... step out of this world for a sec, then come back?" I asked, it seemed like a good idea, and that way we'd know what to expect.

Elizabeth shook her head, "No, I tried to do that when I saw what happened to... us. It wouldn't solve the problem, just create a world where it didn't happen. And since he somehow survived the rest of the Comstock's deaths, it'd just be more dangerous to try and kill him in the past again." she explained.