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Enjoy The Silence

Authors Note : Hey! I haven’t written anything in what feels like years, but I’ve had the idea stuck in my head for a while. I’ve rewritten and posted so many times but I’m hoping this version is better! Any ideas or questions feel free to comment or message me, hope you enjoy it!

Part 1 -

I was almost 14 when the outbreak started in 2013, it wiped out a huge chunk of humanity. It was just me and my dad, my mother left a long time ago and for all I know she is long gone or most likely dead. He raised me on his own for most of my life, for as long as I can remember at least. He passed away when I was 17 though, it was nothing to do with cordyceps though. I’m not sure of the cause, but one night he went to bed and the next day he was gone. Leaving him was the hardest thing I ever had to do but I had to learn to carry on without him now, I had to mature at such a young age to be able to survive.

I spent a whole year alone, I came across a few people on my travels. I learnt the hard way that they were just using me to get to wherever they needed to go, I was young and vulnerable, it took me a long time to open up or trust anybody after that day, I never thought I would be able to again. But then I met Joel, he saved me from the loneliness. It took him a while to get past the walls I built up, to even coax a conversation out of me about what had happened leading up to us meeting took a lot of patience.

Joel told me about his time in the Boston QZ, about Tess. How she was bitten when they snook out past curfew. He told me about this time someone was trying to buy pills of him, they started to say “if you’re feeling lost” but Joel cut them off quickly saying “you tell me to look for the light and I’ll break your jaw”.

He held onto that promise, we bumped into some fireflies a couple months ago who were chanting their usual bullshit “remember if you’re lost in the darkness, look for the light”. Low and behold, Joel broke the guys jaw which he well and truly deserved. Not only did he piss off Joel by saying that, but this guy also tried to grope me after saying he hadn’t seen a real woman in years... I have never seen him so angry, I used to see him as a father figure with me only being in my early twenties. But I feel like my feelings have developed more for him since that day, he always protects me in any way he can.

After that he brought me back to Jackson, his brother Tommy was at a commune there and said we were more than welcome to stay as long as we helped in any way.

You would have thought after all these years alone that I would appreciate the silence, to not be surrounded by infected. But here I am, ten years after outbreak day on patrol with Joel Miller. It’s almost too quiet, which is concerning.

Ellie lent her horse Shimmer to me, mine was shot a few weeks back when we ran into some smugglers just south of Jackson. She took a break from patrol for a while after the whole ordeal with Seth in the Tipsy Bison, she is still mad at Joel even though he thought he was doing what was best. So, I agreed to swap with her and take her place, for now it is just me and Joel for a while. Her and Dina are good for each other, I don’t think I’ve ever seen Ellie so happy in all these years of knowing her.

“She will talk to you at some point you know?” you turn to look at Joel, knowing that his argument with Ellie a few weeks days back was still playing on his mind.

“I know darlin, she’s just as stubborn as the day I met her” he says rubbing his free hand over his face.

The storm just died down and everything was covered in a fresh sheet of snow, so it was hard to see any fresh blood or any new footprints. Everything seems too calm, which almost seemed comforting until we got to the old supermarket in the town just over from the commune. The whole place is crawling with infected, we wouldn’t know what type of infected they are or how many we were going to be dealing with until we were inside. We still needed to be stealthy, Joel went inside first, I followed behind him slowly.

Do not raise any attention to us, don’t let them notice you.

I pulled my switch blade from my jacket pocket, using my gun would not be a wise idea right now. I sneak up behind one of the clickers, wrapping my left arm around its neck and quickly slicing the blade through their throat. It looked like there was only a few more up here, mostly clickers by the looks of it so the rest must be downstairs. One by one, we managed to somehow take them all down without bringing any attention to our presence.

We continued down to the basement, Tommy said that no one had been any further than the first floor. Before we progressed, Joel nudged me. He was pointing towards something to the left of me behind the doors. Spores... Looks like they’ve been here for a while, how did we miss this? Why hadn’t anybody been down here before?

The doors were chained together, must have been like that for a while. Joel handed me my mask before reaching back into his backpack to pull out his own. He pushed on the doors so they would open just enough for me to slip inside, I picked the lock on the chains and slowly pulled them free, trying my best to be silent. I heard movement behind me, “what the fuck was that?” Joel held his finger up to his mouth telling me to be quiet. I heard it again to my right, my head whipped around to follow the movement. Stalkers? I saw one peering around the doorframe before quickly disappearing again. We had a few reports of stalkers a few months back but had never seen any this close to Jackson.

I slowly walked around the room trying to watch where I was stepping, but just my luck I stand on some broken glass which alerts the clickers. I pulled my knife out quickly, Joel followed suit with his shotgun. One of the stalkers comes through a hole in the wall, before I can react it grabs me by the ankle and pulls me to the floor. Joel reacted a lot quicker than I could, shooting the stalker right in the head, blowing its remains all over my face. So much for being silent…

I shoved what was left of the stalker off me chuckling at Joel “nice save cowboy, thought I’d be a lot quicker than you”. He just smiles and shakes his head at my comment, reaching down offering his hand to me. I pull myself up, wiping my hands on the front of my jeans which are definitely a few sizes too small. Suppose I can’t complain though, especially when we are in the middle of the fucking apocalypse so I’m lucky enough to be alive and be by Joel’s side.

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Jackson City in details

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Surprise.

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Burn, Sara Henning

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ELLIE IN EVERY SCENE 50/?

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why do u have me blocked? is it because im so funny with big boobs ?

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JOEL MILLER in every scene — 8/?

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the way i screamed… this man gives us everything we depraved sluts with daddy issues want.

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As a lesbian I can’t help but agree

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my first post here:O i have absolutely no idea what i’m doing but🕺my season 2 pedro seems like a good introduction

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JacksonJOEL...asdfghjk....ungh

I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't... breathe

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raise your hand if you’ve ever felt personally victimized by pedro pascal not going to the met gala

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No matter what, you keep finding something to fight for.

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a slow kiss from joel miller with his hand on my face and his nose bumping against my cheek would heal me i think

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PEDRO PASCAL posing with his SAG Award

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Whoever invented "open in app" links that redirect you to the app store instead of actually opening the app even when you already have the app installed on your phone should be involuntarily turned into a beanbag chair