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tushanshu_ooc2014-03-29 06:09 pm
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Test Drive Meme | March 2014
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Just hearing his girl's name is always enough to send a searing pain deep through his chest. Something he's always quick to squash, turn into something cold and dead before anything resembling grief has a chance to start rising up his throat.
He takes a half-step backwards, almost like he doesn't trust Ellie in that instant. "What'd you say?"
[ooc: yes! i'll PM you. <3 edit: NVM I FOUND YOUR PLURK ON YOUR ELLIE JOURNAL LIKE A CREEPER and added you. :3]
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Even then, knowing she couldn't have done it, it didn't mean that she wasn't almost losing her nerve. "Sarah's here," she repeats again, clearer this time. "She got here a few months ago." There was no way to smooth over that botched recovery.
And then, there was Tess. Two people so important to Joel, both dead, both there. Ellie didn't know how to tell him about either, and she'd done a magnificently fucked up job telling him about Sarah. But she couldn't afford to look away from him, either. She needed to see that he believed her.
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If that's meant to be some kind of sick, cruel joke... Telling him his baby girl is here, that she just so happened to arrive here a few months ago, after all the god damn years he's been torn apart by her dying in his arms--
"The hell are you talkin' about?" he replies, his voice low, almost dangerous.
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"I wouldn't lie to you about this, Joel. I wouldn't!" Her hands lower, and she feels frozen to the spot. "Fuck, do you think I'd tell you something like this if it wasn't true? She's my friend. She-- fuck, do you think I'm just pulling this shit out of fucking thin air?!"
She felt like all the stress that had been building up for over six months was finally, finally threatening to erupt.
"Fuck... Tess is here, too."
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Sarah. Tess. Two names he can't bear to hear. Two names he only talks about on his fucking terms, damn it. His terms. Not Ellie's, not no one's.
"Now, I don't know where you're pullin' this shit out from," he continues after staring at her for another long, hard moment, "but it ain't funny, and it sure as hell ain't clever."
The hand that he's now pointing at her balls into a fist, then points warningly at her again as he opens his mouth to say something else. And then suddenly, he turns away from her, walks away a couple of paces. Reels back around and faces her again.
"Do you have any idea what the hell I've just been through? Tryin' to find you? Finding out the fuckin' Fireflies had taken you to the hospital on Marlene's fuckin' orders, and you're gonna stand there and start talkin' shit about Tess? About Sarah?"
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It's a simple, one word reply that wasn't actually a reply. It was all she could manage, for what felt like a long moment. She felt her breath get sucked away, and stared at him. Marlene found them, Marlene took her to the hospital... what happened? What did he know?
What happened? What happened? It was a running theme that was in her head, that she didn't even now how to begin responding to everything. "You think I'd fucking joke about this? I fucking promised not to talk about Tess-- about all the shit that happened, Joel. But you need to know this."
She swallowed, her eyes watering. She couldn't. She didn't know what else to say, or what had happened, but all this time, she'd thought she'd been dead, and she wasn't.
She was torn between relief and something akin to heartbreak. "They're gonna see you, they're gonna want to see you!" Fuck, if she could only take back saying anything, and just make Tess do it. Fuck. "I'm not trying to hurt you, I've been fucking worried sick about you Joel!"
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Jesus, it was only an hour ago - more? less? he's lost track of all time, he wouldn't have a fucking clue how long ago, not really - that Joel was dragging Ellie's lifeless body from out of the water. Don't do this to me, had been ringing like white noise in his head while he gasped and desperately began applying CPR. Don't do this to me, don't you fucking do this to me.
And it was even less time ago than that, that he was pinning that asshole, Ethan against the hospital wall, gun digging into his stomach, demanding to know where Ellie was. His head had been pounding from where he'd been struck across the head with the gun while trying to resuscitate Ellie; his stomach had been clawing in terrified knots that he was going to be too late, that Ellie was going to die - but he'd remained calm, cold, ruthless. And then, he'd been scurrying through the hospital, ducking behind counters, jumping through broken windows, hiding behind walls, killing whoever got in his path of him trying to find wherever they'd taken her to be prepped for surgery. That tape recorder he'd come across of a surgeon saying there'd already been twelve previous test subjects, all of them dead.
And now-- now this. He turns on Ellie as she's exclaiming about being worried about him, and he bellows over the top of her, "And you think I haven't been worried sick, too? About you?"
And now this business with Sarah, and with Tess--
"What the hell am I s'posed to think, you tellin' me things like that? That Tess and-and Sarah--"
His voice suddenly breaks on the second syllable of his baby girl's name, and he paces away from her a few steps with angered anguish. "Jesus fuckin' Christ, Ellie."
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Especially when she knows Sarah's going to want to see her Dad, again, and that Tess... Well, Tess had already started working on the smuggling ring. She'd want Joel to be part of that. And Ellie was just glad to see him there, underneath all the other feelings, so it didn't matter, in the end, what he thought of her.
"Jesus, Joel, we went through all that shit together, so I get it. Maybe I don't fucking know what that type of loss is like, but I sure as hell know what the fuck I'm talking about right now. Sarah is here, so's Tess."
Her hands clench and then she finally gestures towards him. "Please, Joel."
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Okay. Okay. Get a grip, he thinks to himself. Get a fucking grip. This is Ellie talking here. Ellie. The girl who's seen and been through shit that Joel wished like all hell he'd been able to protect her from. The girl who nursed him back to health when he was on the brink of death. The girl who reminds him so damn much of Sarah, who Joel would go the ends of the fucking earth to protect even if it almost kills him.
Maybe she is telling the truth. Maybe-- Jesus, it makes no fucking sense, but...
He drops his hand from his face to his arm. Looks over at Ellie. Underneath his hardened face, under the heavy-set lines around his eyes and in the tired wrinkles lining his forehead, there's something almost indescribable, like he's not sure how much more of this he can take. And bringing Tess and Sarah into all of this - hell.
"Well, then, I guess I am just gonna have to trust you, ain't I?"
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"... Thanks," she finally breathes out. Her hands rub together for a minute. "There's lots of food here, more than I've ever seen. But it costs money. I've been trading these lizard things with the people here for the cash."
She rubs the edge of her sleeve, where it was still wet from her botched ice cream. So much for that last bit of cash-- but she knew who to go to if she really needed food, and she had that extra store of money that Jason had left her, but she didn't want to touch it, out of the hope that he'd come back.
"... There's probably room for smuggling, too."