Pregnant!?! (The Last Of Us Fanfic)

Steady

Joel POV

We've been looking through houses along this highway. We made it to the center of the last town we were in and luckily we were able to find a map. There wasn't any people around but there were a lot of infected. It took us about a week to make it out and get to the highway and we've been walking for a couple days.

The map we found told us that we were in Colorado, basically the top of Colorado near the Wyoming border. Jackson is 400 miles away, which we could easily get there in a couple weeks but with everything going on with Ellie and our health, it may take longer. Ellie tells me she thinks she's around 6 or 7 months along, but our time conception is all messed up. She only looks like she's 4 months along but she's also malnourished and there's a lot that has happened to her. I know that she doesn't want to feel like this or be pregnant, at all.

It reminds me of when I was younger, when I had Sarah and how she was a surprise. I was way too young, but Ellie is younger than I was. I know she didn't mean to get pregnant but her and Finn were messing around. I didn't really approve but I understand how strong lust can be. Her and Finn went from lusting one another to caring, then to love but it was cut short. I can't even begin to imagine how Ellie felt when Finn died right in front of her.

She and I have gone through too much this year and once we're in Jackson, we're settling for good. No more small trips to get out and breathe fresh air cause our small trip turned into a long trip and Tommy probably thinks we're dead. I wish there was a way to tell him that we're okay, we're close but I wish we were closer.

"Joel?" I hear Ellie say to me as I'm thinking.

"Hmm?" I hum out.

The air is warm but the nights have been very cold. Ellie was able to find new shoes in a house that we went through. They're Converse and a couple sizes too big but she insisted that she wear them until we found her size. She was so happy to find those shoes.

"I'm not in pain but I could really use a breather," She says, almost out of breath. I realize that I'm walking a bit too fast and she's struggling to keep up. I slow down and walk beside her.

"Next place we see we'll stop and rest. Hopefully we'll find some food," I say to her. We have only found scraps this past week and there isn't a lot of wildlife around. I wanted to find a river or stream to maybe fish but it's too far off the highway. If we stay on this highway and keep heading northwest, we'll hit Jackson right on the head.

Ellie is breathing out her mouth and I can hear her struggling to keep walking. The last few days have been rough and she pushes herself, she knows she shouldn't but she just wants to get home.

A few hundred feet in front of us, I notice a gas station. It looks like it has been kept in good shape or the world just hasn't taken it back yet. Hopefully it just means that there's no one around, or someone used to be here and they're long gone.

"Ellie, we'll stop at the gas station," I tell her. She looks at me, delighted,

"Thank god, Joel. I was just about to fall down into the ditch," She says, giggling.

We continue walking until we are in front of the gas station. Most of the windows have been broken or they have shattered. The front doors are gone and the roof is still in one piece. It looked nicer when I first saw it a ways away. From what I can see, no one is here and there aren't any infected. Ellie starts to walk towards the gas station.

"Ellie-" I grab her arm. She looks back at me and stops.

"It looks fine, I can't hear anything," She argues. I nod and let go of her arm.