This Isn't The End [Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader]

Your P.O.V
Owen fucked up. It wasn't long into his torture that Abby marched in and demanded he came with her. They left one guard and one medic. The poor medic girls hands shook as she stitched you back up, apparently they wanted you able to move. That only confirmed your suspicions, Ellie was here. Tears leaked from your eyes at the relief. She had come for you. Owen in his rush to leave had carelessly left a scalpel on the desk. You had left your hand flat over it, tucking the sharp knife under your palm and wrist.
Once the girl was done patching you up, the guard unlatched the restraints so you could move. They were going take you across the country again, Ellie was so close you couldn't do that again. As soon as your feet were free you sat up quickly, ignoring the way your head spun at the fast movement, and jammed the scalpel into his neck. While he was gurgling around the blood pouring from his mouth and throat, you twisted to the girl who had stitched you up. You'd kill everyone in this building to get to Ellie, to get to go home.
"I need clothes. You're gonna find me some. Do I make myself clear?" You snarled gesturing the knife at her. She nodded and you grabbed the rifle from the guard who lay still on the floor. Also taking his pistol from its holster. The girl took you to the room next door where medical supplies and clothes were. You changed quickly into the black cargo pants and the large shirt.
"Are you going to kill me?" She asked meekly.
"Are you going to kill me is the better question." You returned, finding a backpack in the room. This seemed to be where they held their main supplies. You stuff the bag with medical supplies and ammo and some food too.
"I don't want to die." The girl sniffled. You turned to look at her. She seemed nice enough, but no WLF was innocent. Especially if they were in Abby's crew.
"If I don't kill you Abby will." Was all you said before sinking a bullet between her eyes. Gun shots nearby had you taking a couple painkillers and moving. Gotta get to Ellie. Gotta get home.

Ellie's P.O.V.
Every time any of us peaked our heads over the tables we had flipped for cover it was automatically met with gunfire. Bullets whizzing past our skulls. I could barely think around the rage in my gut as I processed everything they had said.
      "Fuck you guys! She's not dead I know it!" I shouted at them over the gun fire. In the pause that followed Dina chucked a smoke grenade at them. That cover of smoke gave us a chance to advance on them. But as we approached, they were gone. Disappearing to who knows where in this damn school. The speakers began to crackle again, I awaited whatever horrifying thing Abby was about to spout. Dina, Jess, and I stood shoulder to shoulder covering each others backs. I owed them big time after this. The speakers continued to snap as we waited for Abby or Owen to threaten us.
     "You came for me." (YN)'s voice echoed all around us. I thought it was the most angelic sound I'd ever heard. She was alive, breathing, talking to me. The crackling stopped and footsteps echoed down the hallway. We aimed our guns down the corridor, none of us breathing as we waited.
I handed Dina my gun as I raced down the halls. Limping towards us with all her strength, was (YN). Her hands were stained with blood, her face seemed drained of it, but those eyes. Those eyes were full of relief and hope. I fucking missed those eyes. I stopped in front of her, carefully putting my hands on her face. It felt surreal to be holding her.
"You came for me." She said again, tears spilling down her cheeks.
"I'm so sorry it took so long. They wouldn't let me leave." I sniffled as tears of my own began to drip down my face.
"I missed you." Was all she said before wrapping her arms around me and hugging me tightly. We stayed there for about a minute, just relishing each other's presence.
"I don't want to ruin the reunion or anything, but we gotta go. There's more soldiers coming." Dina called to us. I looked at (YN), the way she was limping.
"Can you run?" I asked. She looked at me, her eyes filled with determination. She wiped away her tears and nodded. So we ran.
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Someone out there must've been looking out for us, because we all made it out alive. Jesse took a bullet to the shoulder that Dina was looking after as we set up camp for the night, but other than that we were okay. We came across an old hunting lodge and decided it would be a good place to hide.
"Ellie?" (YN) said my name carefully, as if she thought I was going to disappear & turned to where she sat at the dining room table. I walked over and sat next to her, holding her hand tightly.
"How are you feeling?" I asked, afraid of the answer. We still had no idea where Abby and her goons went, they vanished and were nowhere to be found or heard of. I would hunt them down one by one if (YN) wanted it.
"I need your help with something." She furrowed her brows as she reached into that backpack she stole. She took out some bandages and antibiotics.
"What did they do to you." I whispered, rage filling my blood to the point I thought I was going to burst with it. (YN) stood up, wincing with the movement and lead me to the bathroom. When she shed her clothing I sucked in a breath.
"They stitched me up before I left. Every week they'd... hurt me. Then they'd give me a week to heal and then they'd do it again." Her voice was barely above a whisper. I could barely hear her over the roar in my ears. I could only nod and take a cloth and run it under some water and begin to clean her broken skin. Every new scar I left a delicate kiss over. Every kiss was a silent promise to her and to myself, that I would find Abby and her crew.

And I would ruin them for this.