She's a fighter.
A warrior.
A survivor.
She's also alone.
When the world stopped turning and the dead started living 24 year old Ellie Mitchell was left to make it through the carnage and destruction entirely on her own. It's been 2 years and Elli...
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Ellie rocked the tiny baby in her arms with all the softness of a butterfly, Hershel smiled from his place on the sofa in the rec room.
"She's awfully cute isn't she?" The white haired man stood up shakily, clutching his cane and making his way towards Ellie and Judith.
"She sure is, haven't seen a baby since before all of this." Judith babbled and wrapped a little fist around Ellie's long chocolate curls, tugging almost painfully.
"Her mama had a real easy pregnancy, no complications until the actual delivery."
Ellie nodded, one of the teenagers in her very last foster home had died giving birth too, she'd been too young, too hungry and too weak.
"She went out of this world bringing something beautiful into it, figure there's no better way to go." She ran her fingers through Judith's honey blonde curls and pressed a kiss to her baby soft skin.
"Rick does his best with her but part of me thinks he sees too much of her mama in those eyes and it hurts too much." Hershel sighed, nodding his head towards the sofa in the corner of the room, Ellie followed and sat, gently holding Judith tight to her chest.
"Rick is busy, he's got a whole lot on his shoulders." Ellie defended the man who had taken her in, given her a home at least for a while.
"That he does, it just happens to get in the way of his parenting sometimes.. I've noticed Carl has taken quite a liking to you" Hershel eyed Ellie curiously and smiled.
"Oh he's a great kid. Real smart and well behaved, Lori did well with both of em' must be the genes." Ellie lifted Judith up and blew a raspberry on her tummy, grinning when the baby erupted in giggles.
"And Daryl Dixon?"
Ellie's eyes snapped towards the older man and narrowed almost dangerously. "You keepin' tabs on me Mr. Greene?"
Hershel shook his head and smiled warmly "Just an observation is all. You two are very similar."
Ellie shifted Judith in her arms and rolled her eyes playfully "Ah yes, the cut off sleeves and tattoos really give it away huh?"
