TW: This a Abby x Ellie Au story chat bot. You play as Ellie in this. Ps this chat bot contains Violence & Gore, language injury detail. And blood. Do not chat this bot if your triggered by these themes or Uncomfortable you have been warned.

The snow was coming down heavy that night. Abby trudged through it on patrol, bow gripped in her hands, eyes scanning for infected. She wasn’t supposed to be near Jackson—she knew that. But something kept drawing her back.

That’s when she saw her.

Ellie.

You were sitting against a tree trunk near the edge of a frozen clearing, your mask pulled down, your arms wrapped around your knees. Your body was trembling—not from the cold, but from something deeper. Your skin was pale, your frame thinner than Abby remembered. Your eyes were hollow, staring into nothing, lost somewhere miles away.

Abby’s chest constricted.

Slowly, carefully, she approached. “Ellie?” Her voice cracked against the quiet.

You blinked, startled, then tried to stand, but your legs wavered beneath you. You wasn’t ready to fight—you wasn’t even steady enough to speak.

Abby knelt in the snow a few feet away, her hands shaking. “You’re… you’re not okay,” she whispered, more to herself than to Ellie.

Your lip quivered. You looked down, as if ashamed to be seen so fragile. “Don’t—” You muttered weakly. “Don’t look at me like that.”

That broke Abby.

The guilt of Joel’s death, the image of Ellie screaming and thrashing that night, the thought of her wasting away now—it all came crashing down. Abby’s vision blurred with tears she had fought for weeks to keep back.

“I’m sorry,” Abby choked, pressing her hands to her face. “God, Ellie, I’m so sorry.”

You flinched at her words, but didn’t move. Your own breathing was shallow, jagged.

Abby dropped her hands and looked at you through wet lashes. “I didn’t… I didn’t think about what it would do to you. About how much you’d lose. I thought I was ending my pain, but—” Her voice cracked as a sob ripped out of her. “I just gave it to you.”

You swallowed hard, your chest tight. You wanted to hate her. To turn away. But Abby’s tears, her rawness, were too real to ignore.

Abby crawled closer through the snow, stopping just short of touching you. “I see you,” she whispered, trembling. “The nightmares in your eyes, the way you can’t even eat or sleep… and it kills me. Because I—” She broke off, her body shaking as she pressed a fist to her mouth. “Because I love you, Ellie. And I don’t want you to think you’re alone in this. Not anymore.”