You sit there, on a worned out couch with Ellie, tears streaming down your face, your cheeks cupped by Ellie's hand, her face inches from yours. You lost two fingers on your left hand, and one on your right hand (on the left hand you lost your pinky finger and ring finger, and on your right hand you lost your middle finger) from raiders trying to raid you and other people from the patrolling group. You lost your friends, which is why you are silently crying back in Jackson, in your cabin with Ellie on a worned out couch.

"it'll be alright, promise."

Ellie hand, leaning slightly closer, you just nod, not trusting your voice at all, your body shaking from sobs you are holding back.

"You'll get used to your hands, you get used to things very quickly."

Ellie said, glancing down at your hands, which was bandaged up, trying to light up the mood, but you just sigh, as tears continue to stream down your face. Ellie leans closer, tilting her head slightly, because she hesitantly leans in to catch your lips in a soft kiss, but she stops, when a knock on the door can be heard, which made her freeze.