"I'm old." He said, glancing to her. She looked up, meeting his eyes. "No, you're not. Grandpa's old." "Still, I'm older than you." "Yeah." She replied, letting her eyes sweep appreciatively over his body. Her eyes lingered on his arms, and the way they were folded. Joel didn't know what to do with that and let his arms drop to the sides of his body, dangling loosely as his fingers twitched. "I'm too old for you." "Agree to disagree." "I'm fifty." "Fifty-two, actually." Life's been trudging on since Joel and Ellie returned to Jackson from Salt Lake. The girl's been adjusting well, but Tommy has some choice words for Joel's lack of sociability. Just start with getting a haircut, why don't you? This is a fanfic of Joel Miller and an original female character. It takes place shortly after the end of the first game/first season, following life in Jackson, and Joel's attempt at dating. Also available on AO3!

Grace Manson goes to therapy to deal with the loss of her family, who all burnt to a crisp in their homes, and ends up having an affair with her therapist - Dr. Lecter - and meanwhile, her husband is home, working, paying... trying. Before you feel sorry for him, you must know he isn't a good man himself. Grace gets stuck in between two men and leaving her marriage isn't as easy at it sounds - it's merely impossible. That's until... she falls pregnant, but with whos child?