Reality Check

Chapter 4

I really don't know how I am typing this up as fast as I am, but I am enjoying writing this story!

As usual, please don't comment about my grammar or spelling. I will actually just push chapters out whenever they are finished so expect more to come.

~Enjoy!

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By the time snow covered the ground and top of our tents, we were prepared with heat stones, blankets and clothing to bundle up in, and plenty of food stored away. Wilson had finished the hut he was building within a day of the frost touching down and I was able to walk again with the help of my spear as a walking cane. A few days into winter and we were sitting next to our fire planning what we would do next to our little camp. "I could always make us flooring so our tents on a solid floor. Or I could make us dummies for when the hounds come back," Wilson pondered out loud with his blanket wrapped around his shoulders. I was sitting with my shoulders against his huddled in my own blanket with a cap on as well. "Maybe. That would be a good option instead of being attacked by those beasts. Thank you again for saving me," I thanked him silently not wanting to ruin the quiet winter setting we were in.

He smiled down at me before resting his head on top of mine. We did not have much to do during this season since we had gathered materials and food before the winter frost could claim them. However, I did have Wilson put a few more traps down for rabbits since he had finished the hut for them and I wanted to ensure our ability to raise a good litter and prevent in-breeding. I moved my legs closer to my body and hissed softly in pain from the wound still. Wilson sat up and glanced between my injured leg and my eyes before moving off the log and onto the ground in front of us. "Maybe we should change the bandages now. How many days has it been again?" He reached out carefully and moved my pant leg out of the way. I had sewn the fabric back together, not in the mood to make a new pair of pants just yet so the additional piece allowed him to easily examine my injury without hurting me too much. I stayed as still as possible while he removed the bandages and cleaned it off with fresh snow which numbed the area enough for him to touch where he had made the stitches.

I watched him clean, apply more spider gland goo, and dress the wound with the stitches still in place. Tilting my head to the side, I let out a small sigh at my leg being numb for once since the incident. "Thank you again, Wilson." I brought my leg closer to my body once he had pulled the fabric back over the new bandages. He threw the old ones into the flames causing them to go up in a roar. I laughed into my blanket as he shrugged saying, "It's a good thing that's contained." I agreed with him and pulled my blanket around myself even more before I tried standing on my own. It had been over two weeks since the bite happened and I had been depending on either Wilson or my spear to hold half of my weight. After taking a shaky step towards the clean piles of snow outside our camp, I smiled at the ability of balancing on my own again. I limped away from the warmth of the fire and towards the fresh snow. Once I was standing far away from Wilson and the fire, I squatted down and started packing the snow into neat little balls.

Peaking over the wall in front of me, I took aim and hurled a snowball at Wilson, hitting him square in the chest. He jumped from the cold and the contact before slipping in the snow and falling on his bottom. I held the rest of my snowballs in my covered arms and limped closer to him with a wide grin. "Wilson~ I have a present for you." He crawled away from me, but the log we had been sitting on prevented him from moving too far away from me limping towards him. Once I was in front of him, I leaned close and smiled as I pressed my forehead against his and dumped all the snowballs I was holding into his lap. Snorting in laughter at his silent screaming and desperate pushing of the snow, I limped away from him and towards the tent we both stayed in. Ducking into the tent, I piled all the blankets against the entrance to prevent him from getting in since he would need to enter the tent and ruin our warm little nest we had set up. I sat quietly inside, listening to his footsteps as he paced in front of the opening.

When his footsteps stopped, I scooted closer to the entrance, careful of my injury still and waited. Wilson had taken a few steps back and started running before he collided with the blankets and taking me down as well. Under all the blankets and his body weight, I breathlessly laughed at his solution to getting into the tent. He laughed as well with me before he sat up and helped remove all the blankets from my flattened form. I closed my eyes and held onto my stomach as I continued to laugh at him before I was able to settle down. "Wilson, don't ever do that again, please?" I opened my eyes and looked over to him as he smiled down at me before shrugging.

We both continued to stare at each other and it was only then that I noticed how his vest was more faded than before and his stubble was starting to come back. He leaned closer until he had to balance himself over my form and he continued to look at me with eyes full of desire. "Y/N, may I kiss you?" he asked first before I nodded and he leaned closer until our lips were centimeters apart. I could feel his warm breath against my skin and I closed my eyes awaiting his lips upon mine.

However, I sat up on my side of the tent overheated and flustered. "What a wild dream," I whispered to myself before I turned my head and eyes to Wilson's sleeping form. He was facing the other side of the tent and did not seem to notice that I was awake yet. I stretched my arms above my head and cracked my back from sleeping under the pile of blankets I had for the season. We had gone through most winter without me being able to walk or stand, but near the end I was able to use my spear as a crutch so I would go out gathering whatever I could find as well as some wood whenever I could carry it. Wilson would change my bandages daily and he had removed my stitches earlier that week. With the farm we were preparing for spring and the rabbits in the hut he had built me, and us needing repairs on our tents since we abandoned his for the winter, there was a lot to do around camp.

Nudging Wilson with my elbow softly, I woke him up since we needed to start our day as soon as possible to be done with preparations. "Wilson. Wake up already. You were going to show me how to till the land next to the hut for gardening." I poked his sleeping face until he woke up and glared up at the canopy of the tent. I crawled out of the tent and glanced around our home. He followed shortly and went straight to the icebox he had built and pulled out two tallbird eggs for me to cook for us. I started our fire back up and waited until it was a controlled flame before I placed my cooking stone on top of the stove like corner I had made. Using some of the fat we saved from the larger game, I greased up surface before cracking the eggs onto it. Watching as they fried up and became edible, I sat and probed the fire and made sure it stayed lit. "Y/N, we will need to go hunting soon. Good thing that spring is around the corner, right?" Wilson came and sat down next to me while I made our breakfast. Using the plates that he had craved, I plated our breakfast and handed him a plate.

We quickly ate our food which had quickly become our routine for the days that passed. I nodded in agreement with his mentioning of spring and thought back to when I first appeared in the game. "I've been here for about two seasons now," I stated bluntly and poked at my food. He placed his plate next to the pit before he stood up, holding his hand out for me to grab. I finished my food as well and placed my plate on top of his before I grabbed his hand. He helped me stand as well and lead me to the rabbit hut. "We have accomplished so much out here with just you and me. We will find a way home. I promise you. Even if it separates us back to our respective time period," he explained as we walked around our camp and towards the area we were going to use for our farm. I looked up at him and smiled.

We stopped walking when I had to sit down to prevent my leg from flaring up in pain and he had to prepare our backpacks and spears for us to travel further than before for supplies. I sat next to the hut full of rabbits that I had managed to keep alive the entire winter and smiled sadly into their enclosure. "If we return to the moment we were taken from, I would not be able to see Wilson anymore. Or maybe I'd wake up in my bed not remembering anything that's happened so far," I voiced my concerns to the rabbits inside and petted their soft fur down as I thought.

Coming back with my backpack and spear in hand, Wilson helped me stand up again before we headed out to find more supplies to bring back home. "Hopefully, we can find some gears and I can start working on the gate to get home," he said hopefully. I stayed silent and nodded along with him as we walked away from our camp and towards the unknown.