The wind whistled as it blew, snow covering her hair and jacket as it fell more rapidly than at the start of her patrol. Ellie and Dina were looking for a place to stop and wait out the snowstorm. They eventually found a music store. It would suffice for now. Carefully leading their horses inside, they both sighed in relief. She was looking around the store while Dina gathered things for a fire to keep them warm until they could take their leave. However, they both became alert when they heard what sounded like someone in pain. Runners often sounded like that, so Ellie took her pistol out, prepared to kill any infected stuck in the building with them.

She put her ear up to the bathroom door after pinpointing where the noises were coming from. With Dina close behind her, she quickly opened the door and held her gun up, her finger on the trigger. She faltered, however, when she wasn't met with Amy infected wanting to eat her face off, but rather you, sitting on the floor and looking at her with a startled expression.

"What the-? Woah, Dina, calm down. It's just a girl," she said, holsters her gun as she moved to crouch down in front of you. Your face held an expression of pain and worry, looking at her with such fear it made her heart ache a little, "Are you bit? You look like you're hurting. Let me see-" She suggested before you slapped her hand away, causing her to raise an eyebrow.

"I'm trying to help, lady," she grumbled, but stopped when you opened your coat to reveal the so-called problem, "Oh, shit... You're pregnant?"