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Elliot Harrison wasn't quite sure where she had gone wrong. Maybe it was because they'd spent one night too long in that beat down hotel, maybe it was because she'd forgotten how to use her brain for a second and shot a walker that caught up to her instead of getting her knife out and danger had already been lurking around the corner. Maybe none of it mattered at all because somehow, she was going to end up exactly where she was.
Her olive green tank was stained in patches of brown, dirt and dust accumulating where mud hadn't already and she imagined she hadn't quite got all the walker blood off of her face either. Didn't even know She didn't have it in her to care at the moment, though - all she needed was to keep her legs moving. Each step brought her farther and farther away from where she had last seen Brandon, her older brother, but that had also been the last place she had seenthem, and there was no way she was going back. Brandon would find her... He would.
If he was still alive.
He didn't find her. She didn't find him. Instead she found herself holed up in the back of a general store, tin of tuna in hand that she picked at with her fingers as her heavy eyelids begged to close. It had been two days since she had split from the savior's compound and then, when they found her, from Brandon and she'd been alone ever since. All she had was the knife on her belt, the clothes on her back and a tattered backpack she'd found on the side of the road that she'd thrown a water bottle and a half-used pack of matches in to. She'd cleaned up a bit, switched in to a black tank that she wore under a blue plaid button down, and while her dirty blonde hair was still pulled in to a loose ponytail she'd detangled the mess it had become.
Now she wasn't sure where exactly to go from here, though - to go back, while it gave her the chance to reunite with her partner, came with the risk of being caught. Elliot wasn't, and would never, return to the Savior's compound, which made that option non-viable. What else was there to do, though?
So... She sat there, fallen in a heap against the side of a counter, her head resting against a long-dead radiator. She picked at a meat she'd never even really liked because somehow this was what she was destined to do. She would sleep, maybe. Sleep and then hope that maybe the saviors had given up on her and that her brother wasn't too far away. The place was secure enough, at least the back room. The stairs probably lead to a little apartment unit, or at least somewhere she could get through a window to hop on to the low angled roof at the front of the store if the dead ones managed to break in.
Ding-ding!
Just as she tossed the can and it clattered to the ground across the room, Ellie was jolted to attention by a small ringing from the store front. Swallowing, she grasped her knife in her left hand and used her right to push herself to her feet. As footsteps echoed from the other side of the door she hid behind it, breathing deeply as she waited to see if this was going to be it for her. They couldn't have found her yet... right? But the chances of this being random... given her luck? Slim to none.
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Surviving during the apocalypse meant defying death every single day. Specifically, Tara Chambler had defied death multiple times in the recent days and hours of her life. Unconscious and lying on a beach was an undesirable situation even before the outbreak. After the outbreak, though? That was a death sentence. If not walkers, then humans would surely finish the brunette off. A woman named Cyndie ensured that Tara survived. She stumbled upon a village of women but they were not friendly. After multiple attempts to kill Tara, she survived with Cyndies help after swearing to never expose the Oceanside village. With food and water for a few days, Tara started towards the community of Alexandria on foot. Heath must have been dead or missing and it bothered the young woman. Still, she had to keep moving forward. She looked forward to seeing Denise whenever she returned. Maybe Heath was already there and Denise was ready to comfort Tara upon her arrival. Oh boy. Tara was in for a frightening surprise. First, Tara actually needed to make it back home. That was becoming a difficult task in itself but the thought of Denise and all of her friends kept her strong.
She camped out in a gift shop, eating the food and consuming the last bit of water that Cyndie had given her. Despite being intelligent and quiet, bullets were used. Taras Smith & Wesson Model 17 was empty and tucked away in the back of her jeans, underneath the back of her shirt. The only functioning weapon Tara held other than her hunting knife was a Remington Model 870 confiscated from Oceanside. Even then, only six shells were remaining. Low ammunition, low food, low water, and low energy were nothing new for Tara. Strong and determined, Tara disallowed her will to become broken. The front of the store was clear but she needed to check the back. It was close quarters and if any walkers were inside, she wanted to take them out quietly and swiftly. The shotgun was placed down into a corner of the store with the small backpack she carried. The woman slowly approached the door behind the counter and cash register. Slowly, the brunette pushed open the door and looked inside, shining a flashlight. Everything was clear so far and she had not heard anything yet. That was a wonderful sign. Tara could use a break.
However, her luck was changing. At the end of a corridor, she pushed open a small storage room. It was the deepest, furthermost room from the entrance. After pushing the door open, Tara gasped when she saw another woman. She was beautiful and despite the grime and dirt in her hair, the blonde locks were shining brightly. Tara backed away from the entrance until her back pressed against the wall. This other woman looked worse than Tara did. She must have been in bad shape. Everyone was, but something about this woman looked specifically damaged. Hey there my name is Tara. Im not going to hurt you. You just surprised me. I didnt know anyone was inside this store. Although it might be a fatal mistake, Tara tested the waters and showed the stranger an act of good faith. She sheathed the knife back into the side of her jeans and raised her hands slightly, showing nothing but a flashlight. This could end poorly. See? Im not here to hurt you. Everything is alright. Whats your name? Are you with anyone? Tara could see herself extending an invitation for this woman to join Alexandria if the woman was stable and deemed safe.
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Ellie's adrenaline rushed as she heard the footsteps move closer, presumably from room to room, and her fingers danced against the handle of her blade as she poised to strike.Closer, closer, closer.Then the door opened, slow and tentative, and a light shone in to the room. It missed her at first as it scanned the area, but once it fell on her she was able to catch sight of the intruder - shorter than her, by a few inches, brown hair. The woman had a friendly, though slightly startled, face and, well, El hadn't been expecting that to be frank. She held her pose, frozen with a deer caught in the headlights expression, as the newcomer slowly but surely sheathed her weapon and raised her hands up.
Swallowing her fear, she rolled her shoulders and then pulled her own knife back in a quick motion, shoving it in to the sheath on her belt. Was that a smart idea? She wasn't quite sure yet, but fuck now she'd find out.
Keeping her hand on her hip, thumb pressed just inside the hem of her pants, she swallowed and allowed the tension to release in her body. Her head cocked slightly the side and her shoulders relaxed as she let out a deep breath, and then she spoke up. "Ellie," she said simply as the woman introduced herself, and she almost shoved Tara out of the way to do a scan of the hallway to make sure there was no one else in the building. Content it was clear, she moved back. This time her hand rested on the brunette's shoulder as she passed back by her. She didn't have much but she still wanted to be between a stranger and the little she had left, regardless of how friendly they seemed to be. "I'm alone. Now," thenowwas tacked on without her even really thinking about it.
A moment of silence passed before she spoke up again.
"Are you from around here?" Ellie's tongue flicked over her lip and then her teeth scraped against the plump flesh of her lower lip.
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Tara experienced millions of thoughts within the span of seconds. The brunette felt thankful for this stranger at least putting down her weapon. Taras good faith might have paid off. Being around her family in Alexandria helped the woman trust again and seek out the best in others once more. At least the blonde offered a name.
Ellie.
Thats a cute name.
Focus, Tara.
Almost mesmerized with Ellies appearance, Tara did not register the other woman approaching her until she was practically shoved into the hallway. Ellie was just as apprehensive as Tara. Im alone. The woman promised in a soft voice.
Judging by Ellies answer about being alone, she hinted that it was not always the case. Everyone had suffered losses in the apocalypse, Tara among them. Little did the woman know that her losses were becoming heavier when she stepped foot back into Alexandria. While pondering Ellies question, Tara found herself infatuated with the womans actions again. The way she flicked her tongue against her lips drove Tara wild. She always found the little things attractive. Despite being with Denise, it was difficult to deviate her mind from the gutter. She had been alone for a while and nearly died. She was craving some attention and touch.
Yes and no. She finally decided on the answer. I went on a supply run probably three weeks ago with a member of my group. Things happened, like they always do, and I dont know where he is. Im trying to get back to my group now. Of course, Alexandria still took in newcomers. Most of the time, it was Daryl and Aaron bringing them in after scouting possible additions for days or even weeks, much like Aaron and Eric did for Ricks group.
My group we are a community near Washington D.C. Its right outside of Alexandria. There are walls, houses, people, shelter, protection it is so great. You wont have to be alone anymore if you come with me. I know we just met but we always try to help everyone that needs it. You have a better chance at surviving with us. I can take you there, I can tell you more about it.
Although Tara eagerly wanted Ellie to accept this invitation, Tara also realized that she needed to return home. Denise was probably worried sick. She would attempt to sway Ellies opinion but if she remained steadfast in declination of the offer, then Tara would leave soon enough.
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She was still on edge when whe gave a quick nod about a few moments of deliberation. Ellie wasn't quite sure why but she found herself trusting that this woman was being honest with her. Maybe she just seemed trustworthy, or maybe Elliot was just so tired of struggling to survive that even the thought of somewhere safe to rest her head brought her defenses down - maybe it was both. Either way, Ellie felt inclined to believe that Tara was genuine in her offer.
"Alexandria, huh?" Elliot pursed her lips together and ran her tongue against them as they popped apart, an instinctual gesture for her at this part. Alexandria, the city... It wasn't far off if her memory recalled - it was still early, they could be there within the day most likely. Had she really been that close to some semblance of civilization? Girls like Tara, who seemed both trustworthy and attractive, a bed to sleep on... Fuck. If she'd discovered this just a week ago things could have been okay but instead...
Ellie didn't even want to think about it. Instead she grabbed her virtually empty bag from the ground and, after running her hand through her hair and debating once more if this was really the best choice, spoke up. It was close enough that she still stood a chance to eventually find her brother, if he'd made it out alive. He wouldn't hate her for this. He'd want her to be safe. It was just hard for her to accept, knowing that doing so was leaving behind the one person that had stuck with her since day one.
"Tell me more," she asked of the brunette, her eyes meeting Tara's and betraying the combination of guilt and gentle hope that she felt.
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ara realized that Ellie must have been intrigued by the idea since she asked for more information. Its amazing. There are men, women, children, and families. You could even have your own house if you wanted. The people are kind and sweet. Everyone understands that we need each other to survive. We havent had any problems within our community. The only issues weve ever had was from the dead. Up to that point to Taras knowledge, it was true. The sole event where shit went bad inside the walls happened with Pete and Rick but Pete was a dick and now he was dead.
Truly, everyone else inside the wall was amazing people in Taras opinion. She met her girlfriend there. She held Alexandria high on a list of pride and respect. She would not be the woman she is right now without the community and people. This place saved my life and the lives of the group I was with. We assimilated into the community and I know you can, too. It is safe. It is truly safe. There is structure. Everyone has a job. The leaders are fair and it is a true democracy. There is food, water, and even electricity from generators they have. And there is running water!
When Tara thought about it, Alexandria almost seemed like it had never seen the outbreak save for when the walls fell. If you dont like it, you can leave whenever you want. I want you to come back with me. Everyone deserves to be safe and feel safe. It might take some time to get used to everyone but that will happen. It happened with me. I was nervous at first but it was the best choice I ever made. You wont regret it. Tara was truly selling it hard to Ellie.
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Tara was really trying to talk her in to going to this place, and the more Elliot heard about it the more convinced she was that this was a good place to end up. She couldn't bare the thought of leaving Brandon behind but fuck, she was tired and drained and she needed some sort of oasis in this desert of defeat. She needed a shower, a warm meal, fresh clothes... But what if things weren't as good as this woman was making it sound? Sure it wasn't a case of "you'll do this or you'll die" but hey - that hadn't been the case with the Saviors either, until she was suddenly thrown in to the chaos of having to spend her day working or give herself to some dirty ass man just to have a few mouthfuls of food.
"Okay." She relented, though she was cautious at best about accepting this offer. "Okay. Running water won me. I don't even want to tell you how long it's been since I've had an actual shower." Ellie could feel her heart racing in her chest, the vibrations rattling through the lower part of her neck, as she offered the stunningly beautiful brunette a half-hearted smile. She didn't know what it was but there was something about Tara that made her feel like she could trust her, and people to trust were few and far between nowadays.
All she wanted was to stop having to run. She wanted quiet, peace, happiness, love. Hell, before this mess started she'd been a few months from popping the question to her girlfriend at the time. For the first time life had been good... and then it hadn't been good ever since. And hell - if she was lucky she'd manage to find an amazing friend out of this. Maybe it was too soon to really tell, but Tara seemed like someone she'd want to know - honest, genuine, trustworthy.
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It was impossible to save everyone. However, if Tara could convince just one person to visit Alexandria and join the community, then that was a victory. She felt this way because Rick Grimes did not have to accept her. In fact, he should have wanted her dead because of her position with the Governor back at the prison. Knowing who she was, he accepted her into the group. Now, they were a family. Thanks to Rick bringing them to Alexandria, she met the woman of her dreams in Denise. Never did Tara think that Ellie would be interested in women. Usually, she could tell rather quickly if a woman was attracted to her but Ellie seemed like a professional at hiding feelings. Perhaps she could find someone in Alexandria, too. There were plenty people available. Even though the apocalypse was not a time for speed dating or finding love, it made everyone feel human.
At least, having Denise made Tara feel human. It was a feeling she wished for everyone to have. Once Ellie relented and agreed to check out Alexandria, there was a quiet sigh that left her lips. It was perfect! Thats fantastic to hear, Ellie. I know you will never regret it. You wont even believe it when you see it. Its almost like this place was never impacted by the outbreak. In fact, you would never think it was if it was not far the armed guards at the fence.
Chuckling, Tara picked up her backpack and finished looting this area of the store. I dont have a vehicle. Unless you do, I guess were on foot now. We should not be that far out. Im thinking we can get there in another day or two but my sense of direction is not great. I have the map, though. I know were going in the correct direction. Once Tara was prepared to move out again, she turned and led the way for Ellie. Tara did not even feel distracted that her back was turned to a stranger. Something about Ellie made Tara trust her already.
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Armed guards - not surprising, but still quite an unnerving thought to Ellie, who frankly worried about joining a group, especially a large one, at this point in time. She couldn't be alone forever, though. In this world you had to take what was given to you and hope for the best, and if she refused she would find herself wasting away in to nothing in the barren emptiness that the world had become since the dead had started rising. She would give it a shot, though - keep cautious, but try to remain optimistic. She already knew at least one person there seemed to be worth being around, and hey - maybe for once her luck had turned around and things would work out.
"Got nothing but my boots," Ellie said to Tara as she climbed to her feet and threw her bag over her shoulders, carefully scanning the area around her in hopes of finding something useful. If she was gonna show up she may as well appear to be useful, right? Or at least that was her thought process.
There was nothing, though. She knew that already, having scoured the building for something to munch on when she had first arrived. "Soo.... What way are we going?" She asked as she followed behind the brunette, her gaze falling to Tara's supple rear for a moment before she mentally chided herself. Now was not the time to be checking anyone out - nowadays that was a bigger waste of time than hoping to clear all the dead. Ellie stuffed her hands in to the pockets of her pants as they reached the front of the store, scanning the area immediately outside for any signs of trouble.
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Tara slightly miscalculated their trip. One second it was sunny. Within what felt like a matter of minutes, the skies opened up and dropped unreal amounts of rain. Tara and her new friend took shelter inside an abandoned home. The storm was raging and monstrous, producing thunder and lightning. It rattled the dead so it was entirely unsafe to travel during the storm that raged in the night. The women did fall asleep in the same bed but nothing happened other than sleep. Tara did care too much for Denise to think about Ellie in a different way. This was simply staying warm. There was no reason that they could not share the only bed in the house. It was the damn apocalypse. The old social cues and norms did not exactly apply anymore.
Once or twice, Tara bumped into Ellies body. It was not a complaint, though. She was quite the attractive woman but Tara never gave it much more thought than that. They continued on the road once the storm finished at first light the next morning. They made it to Alexandria without any other cessation in their progress. They could see the gates from quite a ways off.
There it is! Tara beamed happily. Clearly, she was happy to return after her journey away. These people here were her family and she did not want to be away from them anymore. It had been a tough time away from Denise and her friends. Little did she know that something much darker was here waiting for her upon her arrival. A smile was wide on her face as she reached the gates. Eugene greeted her but Tara was too happy to see the look on his face: one of sadness and heartbreak.
This is Ellie. I found her on the way back. I ran into some trouble. Theres a lot that happened but shes good she helped me get here. I figured we could take her in
At the end of her phrase, Taras face fell when Eugene was barely holding back tears and the first thing she thought about was Denise. She was even took shocked to move from the gates.
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Elliot was a touchy person - not in the sense that she would try to grope someone or anything like that, but rather she found herself often resting her fingertips against Tara's shoulder, brushing her hand across the woman's waist whenever she walked by. Passed out in the lone bed in the house they had made residence in on the stormy night, she had woken to find herself with her head pressed against Tara's back and her hand rested softly on the brunette's hip. She felt thankful that she was the first of them to rise from slumber, giving her the chance to pull away and give the impression that she hadn't spent what was probably most of the night cuddled up to Tara. She didn't know what expectations would be in place, but she knew that most women she came upon didn't quite enjoy being touched by other women like that.
She found herself growing more and more comfortable with the idea of joining this community, Alexandria, the more that she talked to Tara and learned about the adventures her makeshift family had been through, both before and since arriving there. Frankly, it seemed like it was turning out to be an amazing place and maybe, just maybe, she'd be lucky enough that things would work out.
Her outlook shifted as soon as they reached the gates, and she could take in the solemn look on the face of the man guarding the entrance. While Tara was too excited to be back, Ellie understood the gravity that expression came with and she took a step back as Tara rambled, putting a hand on her shoulder as the brunette came to realize what was going on. More than anything, Ellie now felt like coming here was going to haunt her.
They walked in solemnly as Eugene opened the gates - she'd had to give Tara a nudge forward. She stayed silent, keeping in line as Eugene pulled Tara in to a tight hug.
They'd lost people. A Glenn, an Abraham, a Denise. She didn't know them but she had heard of them, and her heart broke for her new friend - and then the fear set in, as she caught the name Negan come out of the man's mouth.
"I shouldn't be here," she mumbled quietly, barely loud enough to be heard by someone who was trying to listen. Let alone someone grieving.
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Tara was despondent. Denise. Sure, she would have cried about Abraham and Glenn alone, but Denise? Oh God. The tears flowed freely from her eyes. Her cheeks puffed immediately and she pulled back from the hug only to trip over her own feet and smack the ground face first. The world was spinning as Tara pulled herself up to her knees. Sobbing noises echoed from her lips followed by a soft whisper of the womans name.
Denise No
If it was not obvious yet, she was the woman in a relationship with Tara. Eugene, the poor soul, was also in tears having to relive the nightmare again. A crowd was forming and Rosita was the only person with the wherewithal to step in. Looking to Ellie, Rosita decided to trust her since Tara seemed to trust her.
Come on. Lets get you both inside to the infirmary. Lets have a look over you. They both were injured from the stereotypical scrapes and bruises from being in the apocalypse. It was nothing major but Rosita figured Tara needed some alone time. She all but picked the other woman off the ground and guided her towards the infirmary. Tara could barely open her eyes because this was where Denise worked and she spent hours here just talking to the woman, trying to help her study and learn all she could about being a doctor in the apocalypse.
Nobody heard Ellie say that she should not be here. Tara had been sobbing too loud. Minutes passed and the initial shock wore off. Instead of pure sadness, a look of rage and anger filled Taras eyes as she looked to Rosita and then to Eugene who was also here.
Tell me Tell me about Negan and the Saviors.
Well, theyre not good news. I told you who they killed. They took all our guns. Every last one of our fucking guns. Now, we have nothing to defend ourselves with. Do you have any leads on where we could find some, Tara? Did you see anything while you were gone?
Yes, she did. But remembering who Tara was forced to swear that she would never speak about the Oceanside community, she pushed that thought from her mind. Looking to Rosita, Tara shook her head.
No-No I dont. But I swear that I will get vengeance for my girlfriends death. Ill kill the son of a bitch that got her. Tara muttered, her fists clenching tight as her face grew an unkindly shade of red in anger while the tears silently slipped down her cheeks.
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Ellie was nothing less than silent the entire time, her mind racing a mile a minute as she tried to figure out what she was supposed to do in this situation. Part of her wanted to run far, far away - as far as she could possibly go, in the complete opposite direction the had came from to put as much space between her and the saviors as possible. She stayed quiet as Rosita guided her to the infirmary, her gaze flicking rapidly everywhere around her. This place couldn't look nearly as nice as Tara explained it to be when she knew that the place was already tainted.
"Um," Ellie swallowed the ball of anxiety that was forming in her throat as she spoke up from her seat in the infirmary, tears welling in her eyes as she prepared to be kicked out of this place. That was for the best, anyways. They'd be looking for her and she was a sitting duck here, especially if Negan had already found a good reason to try to fuck Alexandria up as much as possible. Harboring a fugitive? Negan would make things much, much worse for these people if he found out about that. When no one noticed, focused on the distraught Tara, she cleared her throat and asked for their attention again.
"Uh, I... I had a, uh, run in with them." She looks at Tara with tears in her eyes, hating herself for being involved with the people who had caused so much pain to such an amazing person; hating herself for the fact that she was about to distance herself from the one person she'd grown to trust since escaping the sanctuary. Everyone's opinion of her would change as soon as she said that she was in the compound, part of them, so much more than she had ever wanted to be but sheneededto be. "Couple months ago they, uh... They took my brother and I in."
She'd broke out but she'd been there, and now? When the grief was so fresh and overwhelming and they'd lost so many good people?
She was going to be gone in ten seconds flat.
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To distraught, Tara did not hear when Ellie cleared her throat. Eugene was too busy looking at his emotionally destroyed friend. Only Rosita turned her head. At the sound of her voice, Rositas face turned a deadly color of red. Since Abraham was taken, she had changed for the worse: more aggressive and violent than ever before.
Rosita, no! Tara squeaked as the fiery Latina stormed towards Ellie.
They took you in?! Well they took our people. I guess you got fucking lucky! Rosita spat venomously. Still with tears flowing down her cheeks, Tara held Rosita back. It looked like she wanted to kill Ellie for being associated with them.
Tara already started to trust Ellie so an attack against Ellie was something she defended immediately.
Take a walk, Rosita.
Snarling, Rosita rolled her eyes. If looks could kill, Ellie would have been dead.
Fine. Eugene, keep an eye on our Savior here. Im going to get Rick. Storming out of the room like an immature teenager, Rosita slammed the door and went to find Rick. Afraid that her new friend might leave, she pulled away from the table and stood beside the table that Ellie was on.
Ellie. Dont mind her. Shes just upset because she someone she really cared for. I did too. My girlfriend, Denise. They tell me she was killed by some Saviors. I know you feel like everyone will blame you since you were with them, but I want to hear your story. The way to talk about it, you dont sound too happy. Besides, from what I hear, Negan does not sound like the kind of person that just lets anyone leave on their free will. Talk to me. I can make sure nobody hurts you here.
In fact, Tara thought Ellie could be a weapon. If she knew anything about Negan and anything about the Saviors that could help, perhaps she would help them take Negan down. It sounded like impossible odds but it sure as hell was not a bad thing if they held onto someone that had inside information. The most difficult task was probably getting certain people to see Ellie as a friend and not an enemy. In Ricks devoid mental state, Tara was clueless as to what he might do upon hearing this news. Nonetheless, Tara was somehow ready to defend Ellies life with her own if it was called for.
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Elliot jumped back from her spot as Rosita rushed at her, leaning away. Her hands caught her from falling straight off of the table, and she stared at Rosita with wide, fearful eyes as Tara grabbed her and held her back. Her thumbs were tucked under the table and she was precariously perched, frozen in fear. The latina wasn't big but she looked like she had fight to her, and she obviously had the temper to match. Ellie could easily get ruined in one hit from her.
"It's not like she thinks, I didn't do anything to your people I promise." Once Rosita's gone she adjusts her position in stiff, uncomfortable movements. As soon as she starts speaking she's in tears - after joining them, she hadn't left the complex until the day she managed to free herself. Brandon? Maybe. She didn't know what went on during his trips out, he never talked about it, but she was sure that he would never do anything to harm another person without a good reason to. He was just a runner... And now she was really hoping that he hadn't been out that day, that he was safe from being guilty here and she wasn't even more guilty just by being an acquaintance.
"I didn't know they'd done anything, I just knew I didn't want to be there. Some dude found Brandon and I wandering and took us in. It was good. There was food and showers and a roof over my head and I hadn't had that in so long." She's almost hysterical, scared that as soon as their leader found out she'd be forced on to the road - or worse. She leaves out the gruesome details, the things she doesn't want to remember - the horror on Brandon's face as Negan approaches him with a white hot iron, the adrenaline that coursed through her veins as she threw herself in the path and offered herself up to the devil himself to keep her only family safe... She knew. She knew just how bad it could be - she just hadn't known that anyone had been dying. How could she have been around people like that? She curls her knees up to her chest as the tears slow, not to a stop but to a more manageable pace and she offers Tara the most apologetic look that she ever could. She'd killed this woman's love, even if she hadn't actually been there. She'd killed her friends. Broke so many others. She was just as guilty as Negan himself. She should have paid more attention to what was going on.
"I left, Tara. I ran. My brother found a way out and we left as fast as we could and never looked back. It's not a good place. And I didn't know they were killing anyone." She looks defeated, and she's full well prepared for this to go badly. This... Rick. He was the leader, she knew that much thanks to Tara and context. He wouldn't want to take the enemy in, and she deserved to be called just that.
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Tara knew it. Ellie did not look like a person capable of producing such harm to an innocent man or woman. The way her eyes glazed over in fear whenever the name Negan or the word Saviors was mentioned told Tara everything she needed to know. The young woman knew how to read people better than anyone. If someone offered any body language hints, Tara would find out. It was only fair that Ellie had a chance to explain herself. Tara wanted to give her that chance. If she felt safe with her, maybe she would open up. The tears started flowing and Tara knew she could not fake that genuine reaction.
Usually, she would not do this but Tara placed a hand onto Ellies arm. Since she just lost Denise, she felt in the mood for some comfort a hug, a touch, anything. This somehow calmed her as well. It was inexplicable. When Ellie offered a response, Tara did nothing but sit in silence and listen to her make the explanation. It sounded like an oasis. A shelter, food, people it seemed like this Negan guy was charismatic and a master manipulator. However, she clearly knew there was something wrong with Negan and his people judging by the overload of tears. They must have taken something from her as well. They were the same in that. She wondered if it was this Brandon she talked about. A boyfriend, maybe? No. It was her brother. They left and they knew it was not a safe place. Tara believed her. When the woman had a chance to say everything she wanted, only then did Tara start responding.
Listen to me, Ellie. This is not your fault. You could not have known nor could you have stopped it. You are as much a victim of his cruelty as we are. Rick will see that. You did not kill any of our people. I know that. You are not even indirectly involved. It is good that you escaped. I figure Negan will look for you if I hear everything about him correctly. We can keep you safe here and protect you. I know it.
It seemed like Ellie just needed a hug. Tara needed a hug, too. Without fear of what might happen, she wrapped her arms tightly around her new friends and breathed in her scent. Even with days on the road, there was something sweet about her scent.
Ellie are you willing to help us? Is there anything you can tell our leader about them? About Negan? We will fight back. You can help us. You can get your vengeance. If you have something to offer, I know youll be safe here. Besides, I promised you that the people here were kind. I meant it. I dont think he will kick you out. Get that out of your mind right now.
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Tara hugged her and Elliot leaned in to the touch, finding comfort in having a hand she knew would be safe on her skin. She slowly released her hold on herself and leaned in the brunette. Human contact... contact with someone who didn't hurt... It made all the differences in moments like this, when all she could think about was the destruction and havoc Negan had caused her let alone even trying to comprehend how profoundly he'd affected these people too, without even having them under his control. Or did he now? Was that what his "alliances" were - beating people in to submission, killing them off and telling them they had to submit or die? She shuddered at the fact that she'd ever let someone like that touch her and god, she wished she'd never needed to.
"I don't know," she said simply, sliding her arms in to freedom so that she could wrap one around Tara in return. She wished she could say yes, that she'd have vital information and that she could help these people avenge the lives they'd lost to someone so cruel. "I don't know if I know anything that can help but I'll try. Just... You guys are going to be in for a hell of a ride if he finds me here. I can't burden you with that too..."
It was at that point that Rick pushed the door open followed by a still furious Rosita.
"That's her," the latina snapped, pointing at Elliot and narrowing her eyes at Tara who she deemed to be allying with the enemy. Ellie quickly pushed Tara away from her when she locked eyes with Rosita, and then glanced down towards the ground.
"You were with the Saviors?" Rick seems tense as he skips introductions and jumps right to the topic at hand, distrust in his eyes but also a hint of hope. The leader in him was coming through, knowing that having someone from the inside could help their battle.
"Yes." Ellie looks at him as she speaks to him, though she'd much rather focus her attention on counting the floor tiles.
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When Rick and Rosita entered the infirmary, Tara quickly pulled away from Ellie. It was like the little kid with her hand caught in the cookie jar kind of reaction when the parent walked in. Watching the tense moment, Rosita could not hold her tongue.
She is one of them, Rick. Abraham. Glenn. Denise. The last name was said, her eyes bearing deep into Taras. It was at this point that Tara decided to stand up for Ellie. Clearly, the woman felt threatened in this environment. It was not the best way to open her up about Negan with the same fear that she must have faced there as well.
Rosita, fucking stop this. She did not want to be there. When you stormed out, she told me that she was not there by choice. If you gave her a chance to explain it, then maybe you would sympathize with her. Shes not the enemy, Rick. Shes just like us. All she wants is to be safe again. She knows things things about the Saviors that can help us. We cant throw that way.
Okay, maybe Tara was exaggerating a little. Ellie did not say she was there by force. In fact, she seemed to convey the opposite that she found the Saviors and thought it was a safe zone. This version of the story sounded better and Tara hoped Ellie would go with the flow. Besides, the only person that heard the true version other than Tara was Eugene and he was harmless. Eugene knew she was lying but one look from Tara his way made Eugene look back down to the floor.
Secondly, Ellie even admitted that her information might not help them. Again, that was not something she could tell Rick. Hell, even if she had to bullshit some generic information then that would be enough. Tara was just seemingly hellbent on keeping Ellie safe. They had not time to coordinate earlier. Finally, it appeared that Rick had an idea.
Fine. Tell us what you know. We can keep you safe here. Negan will be here every week for half of all our supplies. Before he arrives, I can send you out with a supply run group so youre never here when he is. Thats the best way to hide you.
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Elliot didn't correct Tara, knowing that the way she had explained it would look better to Rick. He didn't need to know everything, just that she had fled and wasn't there as a spy or something. He was probably thinking it, no doubt - it would be in the back of his mind. Had she known that her last home had been relevant information she would have said something before getting to Alexandria but she hadn't known that Negan's hold extended this far or this strongly.
"I know a lot about their inner workings but I don't know what they do outside," she admitted to Rick, being up front about what she could and couldn't tell him. "I was-" just thinking about the end to the sentence she was trying to finish made her want to puke but she had to be up front "- uh... I was one of his wives." She grimaces in disgust, and she feels dirty just admitting that out loud. She had complicated, though entirely negative feelings about that and frankly, she didn't want to talk about that. She could... But she prayed that he wouldn't ask about the details of that arrangement.
"There's a lot of people there. More than you'd think. You work for everything you take unless you're in his inner circle. They burn peoples faces off if they break rules. Its disgusting. He makes everyone watch, he did it to his own second in command." She rambles, trying to think of anything and everything she knew that could possibly give her an advantage and maybe, possibly make the furious girl in the room a little less furious. That wasn't happening, though.
"A couple days before I felt they were planning an attack on some people who had killed everyone at one of the outposts. They have what I thought was alliances with a few different groups but I'm starting to think there's less allying there than I was lead to believe. Stuff like what you just said, half of stuff." She pauses and looks over to Tara, hoping the woman doesn't venture too far from her side, and then looks back to Rick. "I'll tell you anything you want to know just let me know what you want. And I'm so, so sorry you're tangled up in this. I wouldn't wish Negan on anyone or anything. And if I'd known he was here... Well I'd have gone miles in the other direction. Thank you. Really. No one deserves to keep suffering."
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When Eliot admitted that she was one of Negans wives, Taras eyes widened. Her face twisted in disgust because clearly, her friend did not want to be Negans wife. It took her a second before she realized something. Wives? Plural?! What kind of man was this? It was clearly not a consensual desire. Negan was a sick man. Tara had never seen him but she already hated the man. Plus, she hated him for ever putting a gentle soul such as Ellie through such a hardship. It made Tara more upset when she heard about the gruesome form of punishment he dished out with burning peoples faces. This man was a psycho and Tara knew he needed to be stopped.
Ellie talked about a group that killed everyone at the outposts. It was this group that did such a thing. Nonetheless, nobody cared to tell her that yet. Tara waited until she finished before doing anything else or saying anything else. It made Tara sad to think Ellie would not have come here if she knew about Negan. Tara did not want to lose this girl she grew close with already. That was a rarity in these days and it was something she tried to hold onto.
Rick rubbed a hand over his face. The former sheriff was frustrated. These days had been especially tough on him. Rick was the leader of Alexandria. These were his people that Negan killed. It was him that Negan psychologically tortured during their meeting. Rick could not take it much longer. He did not want anything else to happen. He feared what Negan would do if he found Ellie here. Perhaps there would be a reward for turning her in? Nonetheless, Rick decided to turn towards Tara.
Tara? Do you vouch for her? Do you think shes been planted by Negan?
Immediately, Tara shook her head. Yes, I vouch for Ellie. No, shes not planted by Negan. Negan has never even met me. I found Ellie in a gift shop, hiding and surviving. Theres no way in hell that was planned. She saved my life on this trip. Shes a good person. I will vouch for her. If she does anything, Ill take the blame for letting her stay. We dont even have to open up a new house. Ill let her stay at my place. I promise, Ill keep an eye on her.
Relenting, Rick finally nodded his head and agreed to the terms, allowing Ellie to stay.
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Ellie simply observed for a tense moment as she waited for Rick to speak up again and seal her fate, her green gaze flicking back and forth between each person in the room - the horrified expression on Tara's face as she learned of what the compound had done, frustration on Rick's and pure, seething anger still on Rosita's. When Rick addressed Tara, El's eye's focused on the brunette as she waited to hear what Tara had to say; relief flooded her when Tara immediately jumped to taking her side - and even offering her a place to stay. She wouldn't have said anything, not yet at least, but she hated the idea of having a house to herself. The emptiness, the sounds of settling that mimicked footsteps and knocks on windows... It would consume her faster than she wanted to admit.
"I can't believe this," the latina muttered as she shook her head, locking eyes with Tara in a death glare before walking out of the infirmary still shaking her head.
"Thank you Tara." Elliot flashes a small smile to her friend as Rick agrees, and then she looks over at at the leader of the group. "And thank you. I mean it, I'll tell you anything that you want to know."
She's sincere, though of mixed feelings. Part of her wants to feel, but part of her knows that her best chances lay with being part of a group, even if it's a group that had been forced under the control of the very many she was escaping from. She could hide - that was something that she was good at. She could run and she could keep herself scarce, find a way to be of value to these people while keeping herself safe.
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Without even being told, Eugene exited the infirmary behind Rosita and Rick. Outside the thin walls, Tara heard Rosita giving Rick a piece of her mind. Clearly, the fiery woman did not agree with this course of action. She had been overruled and her true colors were shown. Rosita was dangerous. She was willing to kill anyone that she thought had a bearing on Abrahams death. If they were going to fight Negan, they needed patience and planning. There were many things Tara wanted to ask Ellie. How long was she with Negan? How did she become his wife? How did he act towards her? Where were they located? How many people were in the group?
Being someone that also lost another, Tara did not ask those questions. It appeared her brother, Brandon, must have been dead. She said something about them escaping together yet here she was without a male joining her. Tara did not need to be an expert English professor to draw those inferences. The way she acted made it appear she lost someone. Shaking her head, Tara took a deep breath as she wiped away the dried tears on her cheek.
Dont thank me. Im just doing the right thing. I trust you and I believe youre a good person. You dont deserve to be alone.
After offering Ellie a soft smile, she made sure that they both were fully attended to with their injuries. The sun had set already and it was night.
We should get going. Each house has multiple bedrooms. You can take one of the vacant ones right across from mine. Tara explained as they walked away from the infirmary. She led Ellie on the long walk from here to her house through the community. Everyone had different glances for Ellie. Some were aggressive, some were understanding, and some were in different. Everyone had an opinion and news about her spread like a wildfire.
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Rosita's outburst had surely called attention to her, and Elliot insisted on staying inside the infirmary until she was sure that the woman had gone off to do whatever it was she needed to. She understood the pain that came with loss - though she didn't know if her brother had died or not he was good enough as dead. There was a chance he'd lived, not been found - but each day turned in to a lower chance she would ever find him, and that was if he hadn't already been caught. He had tried to take the attention from her when they were found, after all. By the time they left the building word about the newcomer had gotten around the safezone, and Ellie would have had to be blind to not catch the way prying eyes tried to make sense of her as she walked along side her friend.
Tara hadn't been kidding. There were people here, lots - less than the saviors but still more people than she'd ever seen in one place outside of there since the day things fell to shit. Maybe she could become a blur in a sea of faces, here. She didn't want the attention to be on her.
After they reached the house they settled out a living arrangement, and Ellie took the room right across the hall from Tara's. The place was minimally touched by the saviors, surprisingly, but it would still be glaringly obvious that things had been taken from the home just like they had been from every other house within the walls. Ellie knew no different.
Eventually it was time to head to bed, she was tired after a long day on the road and then an even more exhausting evening getting here. She curled in to bed, covers pulled closed, and stared at the ceiling as she begged for sleep to take her. For a while she tossed and turned, trying to find a position she could sleep in, but eventually she let out a sigh of defeat. The silence was deafening and she didn't know how to sleep with so much emptiness around her. Maybe, just maybe...
She got out of bed and pulled some shorts on so that she was wearing something other than a tank top and opened the door, stepping across the hall and then knocking on Tara's door. "You up?" She asked, hopeful that Tara would be awake but also hoping she wouldn't wake her up.
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Once entering inside the bedroom, Tara had no idea what to do. The first thing she did was seek a new change of clothes. Upon opening the closet, Tara saw something that broke her heart. Half of the closet was full of Denises clothing items while the other half was Taras. It was not long ago when they moved in together. They had fallen in love and really started to grow in their relationship. Taras eyes went to the bed where she spent so many hours at night cuddling and talking to the love of her life.
Her brown eyes finally shed some tears again as she crouched down at the side of the bed where Denise always slept. She ran her hand over the blankets and could not help but lean down to smell them to catch her scent. A ghostly whisper of her name left Taras lips. She was paralyzed for half an hour, just clutching the same pillow her head rested on every single night. Finally, Tara stripped down into nothing before pulling on a pair of underwear, shorts, and a tank top. She did not even bother to pick up her clothing off the ground. Her bedroom was one of the lucky ones.
Tara heard that the Saviors had taken quite a few mattresses from the houses. Tara felt almost guilty for sleeping here on a mattress while others did not have one. Nonetheless, she shook that thought from her head and curled up on the bed: her head was on one pillow and her arms caressed the other. It was a night full of rage, sadness, and no sleep. She hoped that when she returned, Denise would be here in her arms the first night. The heartbreak was unbearable. Her eyes were a bloodshot red, her cheeks were puffy, and the pillow her head lay on was soaked in tears as was a little bit of the mattress. The tears were flowing freely and Tara hardly bothered to do anything about it. When Tara heard the knock at the door, she jolted up aggressively ready to fight until she heard a soft, familiar voice.
Trying to make herself look presentable, Tara wiped her face and opened the door within a few seconds. Looking at Ellie with a shaky smile, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hands.
Hi are you okay? Cant sleep? She asked softly as she could truly relate to that.
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Ellie had been about to turn back towards her room, sure she had caught Tara asleep, when the brunette opened the door. She immediately noticed the red eyes and puffy cheeks, signature signs of someone who had been crying and she began to regret coming over. She had obviously interrupted some much needed grieving... But could she really turn back now? She'd already forced Tara from her bed and broke the monotony. Besides - now she desperately wanted to wrap her arms around her friend and hold on, tell her everything would be okay. She knew it wouldn't, probably - that losing someone you love takes a piece of you and nowadays, no one got time to grieve as they deserved. She wanted to try and make things better.
"Um, yeah." She offered Tara a small, anxious smile and grasped her elbow with the opposite hand, hoping her presence wouldn't be a problem. "It's... gonna sound really whiny but it's just weird having so much empty space to myself."Feels like any second the monsters are going to come out,she didn't tack on to the end, but the thought was ever present in her mind. She was so used to watching her back after the last week-ish since she had escaped the savior's compound, and the vast openness and emptiness of such a big place was making her feel like there would end up being something around every dark, empty corner.
"Are you okay?" She knew the answer but she asked anyways foolishly, stepping forward to put a hand on to Tara's shoulder in a vague attempt to comfort her. She had been there before, but at least there had been closure there - she'd watched her girlfriend get taken down, been the one to put her down as the life slipped out of her body. It was sudden but she'd had time to know that the end was coming and be there, make sure that her love knew that she was loved... God, that had been so long ago now. At least a year by now she figured, though she actually didn't have much of an idea. "I know it's hard, and I'm sorry that what was supposed to be a great return turned in to such a mess."
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When Ellie said that there was too much space, Tara knew it basically meant I dont want to be alone. Honestly, Tara did not want to be alone, either. It was more than welcomed. Stepping back, she offered entrance into her room. When Ellie stepped inside, the dark-haired woman closed the door behind Ellie. Make yourself at home. She whispered quietly since they had shared a bed before. It was not a big deal. Crossing her arms when Ellie asked if she was alright, Tara nodded her head at first. Well, that did not last long. There was some phenomenon in humans Tara did not understand. One second after crying, she was finally held it together. The second someone asks are you okay?, it opens up the waterworks. Just after saying that, Tara choked back a sob and covered her mouth and nose with both hands after Ellie placed a hand on her shoulder. Damn it, Tara. Not now. She was pissed. She wanted revenge and she wanted to kill the people that took Denise. On the other hand, she wanted to take her time to grieve. One part of her wanted to say that she already grieved enough and now she should think about revenge.
It felt weak. It made her think that she was weak. Even though it was something that every human needed, Tara wanted to stop. She quietly thanked Ellie for her comforting words. Tara figured everyone knew what it felt like to lose someone now that they were so far into the apocalypse. It was not fair to the others for her to get a chance to grieve. There was nothing special about her but that did not stop the tears or the feelings of sadness. Finally, Tara just pulled Ellie down to sit on the edge of the bed beside her.
Im sorry. You didnt come here to see me cry. Im sorry for being a bad host here. Thank you, though. I just havent been in this bed without Denise in a long time. It doesnt even feel real. I cant even say goodbye to her. Theres no telling where her body is. That was the worst part of it all. God, Im sorry. You probably dont want to hear about my problems. I know you have lost, too. Im being too selfish. We should we should get some rest. Tara murmured quickly, figuring the other woman did not want to hear anything.
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"You're not a bad host," she said simply as she steps in towards the bed, keeping her hand on Tara's shoulder until they sat down on the edge. At that point she put her arm around Tara, her hand resting just above her hip, and she gave the woman a light squeeze.
"Something terrible happened and you're allowed to be hurt," she angled her body so that she can push a lock of Tara's hair out of her face and she offers the brunette a slight, apologetic smile. In a way she still felt like she was just as guilty of the deaths that had happened here as if she had been the one to kill them herself, but she pushed away her anxieties and worries. "It's not a bad thing to need to let it out. And... I don't know if it'll mean anything but things will get better. You won't forget her and you'll be angry someone took her from you, but you'll always have the time that you had together."
Ellie fell away from Tara back on to the bed, her legs still bent at the knee over the edge. She stared up at the ceiling with a blank gaze, resting her hands one on top of the other on her belly. "A week ago I wanted to die. Now I see a chance at living again. There's always something to keep you going." She sounds like she's saying something meaningful and she hopes she is, but she also knows that it might fall in deaf ears. Loss drove people to depths they didn't know they could sink to if they didn't fight to keep themselves in tact. She'd nearly given up many times - when she lost each and every person she'd ever gotten close to... Poppy had hurt the most until she had to accept she might never see her own brother ever again. Hell, part of her still wanted to give up.
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As wild as it sounded, Tara welcomed the touch. She thought it would have been a long time before she wanted to feel anything again: even a hug. She was wrong though. Maybe it was because this was Ellie that put an arm around her. Tara felt confident the result was not the same if it were anyone else. Ellie was making sense, though. She should be allowed to hurt, be allowed to cry. It was not a sign of weakness. It was a sign of her humanity: something that this Negan character lacked. Tara would never forget Denise. She would likely think of her girlfriend as soon as she woke up each morning and once again when she tried to fall asleep at night. She would be there forever. Nobody could take their memories. It was easier said than done when it came to accepting that and moving forward. It would take time to heal.
When Ellie started talking to her, Tara listened. What she said was truly meaningful and it helped Tara. Her eyes brimmed over with tears and she finally decided to lay down beside of Ellie in the same manner. The same blank look on her face was there. I think youre onto something. I know that Denise wouldnt want me to give up. I know shed want me to keep going. That was not enough, though. Denise was not here to help her but Tara did have something to keep going for.
If for nothing else, I am going to keep myself alive and not give up so I can have my revenge. There are people here who know the exact son of a bitch who shot her. When we cross paths one day. Ill kill him. I know it wont bring anybody back but I dont give a damn. Someone will pay for what happened. Itll be that man, Dwight, that will pay. Rosita uttered his name before when she explained what happened. Now, Tara would think of that name every night as well, hoping to put a face to that name soon.
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Dwight- Ellie knew that name, knew the woman who had once been his wife until she was put in the same situation Ellie had been put in just a few weeks before her. Sherry it was, if she remembered right. A good woman - loyal, comforting. She'd given her freedom to keep her husband alive and in the process lost him for good. Hell, she even knew Dwight. Wasn't fond of him sure, knew he was one of the men who went out to do the dirty work and she knew her brother hadn't liked him much either. Was now the time to mention that?
"You'll have a hard time finding him away from Negan," she mused, not even realizing she was speaking until the words were already out. "He fucked up bad, tried to run off with his wife and got caught. He's on a tight leash and eager to try to prove he can be trusted again." El had ended up hearing all about that, of course - just as the rest of the women had when the devil had sauntered in to the room with his bat swaying. She didn't have to hear about it several days later when a new woman joined her ranks, sacrificing herself so that the one she loved could walk away with nothing more than a scarred face instead of not walking out of it at all. Personally, Elliot never wanted to see Dwight again - their last run in had been when she had been seperated from Brandon. She wholly supported the end of that man.
Ellie moved one hand from her abdomen to rest on Tara's hand, finding a solace in the slight contact but also not even thinking that it may not be appreciated. "They all need to be taken down, Negan and his cronies. But there are a lot of people there like me. Innocents, just trying to live."
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It was ironic that Dwight sounded like Negans right-hand man. It gave the young woman even more reason to despise both men. Even if Dwight tried to abscond from Negan, that did not change his actions with Denise. Tara knew so little about the mans story but none of it mattered. Even if he was somehow forced to kill Denise by someone else, Tara still wanted him dead. Something did not sit well with the dark-haired woman, though. There was something that bothered Tara about the entire situation. Feeling relaxed with Ellie, she felt safe asking her the tough questions.
I dont mean to sound accusatory, but how are there so many innocent people with Negan? How does he hide the terrible things that he does? The way Rosita described the setting, there must have been at least one hundred people surrounding them that night when Glenn and Abraham were killed.
Tara did not blame Elliot for anything that happened. Tara did not blame the proclaimed innocents with Negan. However, how could so many people know nothing? For those people that did know about Negans cruel ways, why did they not do something about it? Shit, Ellie said she was one of his WIVES plural. How were so many people unaffected by something when it was obvious the women with Negan were less than consenting? It befuddled Tara on so many levels. The grief she felt only intensified the confused feelings.
I just dont understand it. The world goes to shit and humans turn against each other even though we have to deal with the dead walking the planet. Isnt that bad enough? Why cant everyone work together and survive together? Weve always done the right thing or tried to do the right thing, at least. Denise was such a sweet soul. She should not have dealt with the apocalypse. She was too pure for this. She died trying to save lives. Daryl told me the medicine supply was low, so Denise wanted to join the supply run group at the pharmacy since they didnt know exactly what to get. All she wanted to do was help and save lives. It isnt right.
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"That's the thing... We were just trying to survive, and if that meant doing as we're told we do it. Most people... They just help keep the place together, search for people and food and medicine. Lots of the more useful people never even had to leave the compound. It seems so good when you first show up and then next thing you know you see the way he really is and you can't go. If you go he finds you, he always finds you and there's hell to pay for that. And some people don't want to, are content keeping the fences clear to know they get a meal and a place to sleep at the end of the day. Hell, I had been. If I'd never gotten sick..." Her voice trails off and she swallows the ball of anxiety that is forming in her throat as she thinks about it. If she had never gotten sick Brandon would never have stolen meds for her - and she would probably still be spending her days minding the fences like she had been from day one, doing what she had to in order to stay alive and safe, because her personal agency hadn't been stolen from her.
"You do what you gotta do to keep a roof over your head, y'know? And a lot of people were... A lot of people were basically soldiers but a lot weren't too. And everyone does what they're told because if you don't you don't you die. I didn't even know there were other places until... Well, cause he didn't think I'd be useful for that. And I guess, in a way, I knew there was something up but I didn't know it was as bad as it was and I could pretend nothing was wrong to keep myself safe
Rightht now all I can hope is that Brandon was never involved in any slaughters." She knew Brandon was one of the runners who did the pick ups but that didn't mean he hurt anyone and God Elliot really hoped that was the case.
"Don't ask, don't tell... And I'm not condoning the way the place is run at all but I didn't even question anything until my own brother was on the chopping block and my options were watch him die for me or hand myself to the devil to keep him safe." She's being honest, brutally honest and she knows her words reek of cowardice and ignorance but she doesn't have it in her to lie, not right now. She wished she could say she questioned it every step of the way, fought back - she justhadn'tthough and she was deeply ashamed with herself for that. "I know... I know that I was acting selfishly, and I know that it was wrong to... But after so long out on your own it's easy to turn a blind eye to keep yourself looked after."
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The situation just fit into a new perspective. Everything Ellie said made sense to Tara. It probably started out small. A few people were doing whatever they could to survive, even if that meant supporting such a cruel man. Perhaps it began with him acting nice and the change was gradual. Judging by what Ellie told her, however, it appeared that everyone in this group new about Negan. They just chose to do nothing. What if everyone rose up against Negan? Sure, Negan would have loyal supporters who were so mislead into believing anything he said, but why could they not take him down?
It made Taras blood boil. Tara told Ellie that it was not her fault for what happened to Denise, Abraham, or Glenn. She truly believed that until now. The cold, hard truth Ellie told Tara was one she hoped to not hear. She hoped to hear that they were all being forced to do things against their will. While that might be somewhat true, they just wanted to survive and they were being selfish. Oh, Negan bashed in a few skulls and ordered some innocents killed? Go Negan! It pissed Tara off so much. Sometimes, she truly wondered whether she and her people were the good guys.
It was never cut and dry until now. Yeah, they made tough choices but they would never do something like this. They were the good guys here and Negan and all of his saviors were at fault. Because of Ellie and everyone elses non-decision to act, innocent people died. Tara grew angry at the thought because of how unfair it was. If just a few people decided to do the right thing, the outcome would have been changed. Tara wanted to snap at Ellie but that was something she could not bring herself to say.
Yeah, it looked like everything worked out for you, didnt it? Youre still alive. Three of my best friends are not because of you and everyone else like you. Thats what Tara wanted to say even though it was unwarranted. In such a state of disarray, Tara head hurt and she was not thinking straight. The woman finally sat up from the bed and clutched the back of her dark head of hair in her hands before releasing a sigh. She wanted vengeance. She needed it.
Well, shit. Thats tough. I guess you have to do what you can to survive. I just feel sorry for whoever is following Negan. Were going to fight and were going to kill every single person with him whether they want to be there or not. Its because they choose to do nothing that leads to this. Everyone is guilty. Tara murmured, her sadness replaced by anger and she was trying not to say something she regretted. Tell me about him. Negan. If you know this man named Dwight. Tell me about him. Tara suddenly blurted out, wanting to hear about these men in detail as they were the new priorities on her little kill list that was forming.
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The tension in the air is a sharp turn and Ellie knows she hadn't said what had been wanted. Tara sat up and she did so as well, pulling her hands close to rest on her lap as she purposely avoided even glancing in Tara's direction. She's hesitant to reply, not sure what she could say to make the situation better. That's not her place though, and she knows it. Tara was angry and Ellie had been complacent, put up with the saviors for the sake of herself and like she had thought earlier she knew that she was just as guilty as the man who put a bolt through Denise's brain. That wasn't a new feeling nor was it false, and Tara was allowed to be upset, even disgusted with her - she half expected to be physically thrown out of the room and she wouldn't have fought it at all.
She didn't want to talk about Negan, wanted to forget he ever existed. She forced herself too, though - this was her punishment for her all the wrong she had done. "Negan... They're all Negan. It's a hivemind I swear." She pauses, looks up to the cieling and then back to her clasped hands. "He..." She doesn't know what to say because all she can think about is his body on top of hers, Brandon's scarred face and the way Sherry cried on that first day after he had left the room and she and the women were left to their own devices. "He's dangerous. Cruel. Thinks he can get his way using violence and it works. He keeps everything together with fear and it works. I think if he died... If someone different was keeping things together... It would be a much better place."
Ellie does everything she could to push back the thoughts that made her want to cry. This was not the time. And there's no time to mull because she knows that Tara is serious about taking down every last one of them, as monumentous of a task as that might be. Dwight - she asked about Dwight. She knows she has nothing worth saying about him but it's better than thinking about Negan. "Dwight... Was a good guy, his wife told me. He never seemed that way to me. Most people at least questioned Negan but he let his own wife go just to keep himself alive. After they escaped her and I became friends by necessity so really all I know is what she told me and the little I've got from brief encounters. He seems like a piece of work... But he's out of the compound a lot. You're more likely to catch him alone than Negan. He's always got a crowd."
She pauses, and then speaks again. "There's a reason I feel responsible for what happened here, you know. I know it wasn't right and I can't justify it. It doesn't deserve to be justified and I was wrong to be complacent until it started hurting me and my own. I know that." She did, she really did. She finally glances over at Tara with nothing but regret in her eyes. Its a quick movement that barely registered to even her. "I wish I'd known just how bad it was before it was too late. Or I knew the right people. Or just... Anything. I wish I could have done something, anything."
Elliot knows the sentiment means nothing right now. No amount of wishing will bring Tara's loved ones back from the dead.
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It was not fair for Tara to blame Ellie. She could not have stopped it alone. The woman supposed her anger was not at Ellie directly but to everyone like her. She just wanted to know who the first person was that gave into Negan, that let him take whatever he wanted as long as they were left alone. It spiraled out of control now. Look where they were. Everyone that bowed down to Negan in his group were weak. Tara resented Ellie a little more because she actually married the guy. It sounded like she did not have much choice but Tara would rather face death than marry Negan.
She supposed it was either marry him or have a loved one hurt. Even then, they should have escaped a long time ago or something. Tara was not thinking straight and she knew it the anger was just too much. Even though Ellie did not want to talk about Negan, Tara thought she deserved to know. Besides, Ellie was close to him yet all she could tell was a few sentences? It was insulting but Tara brushed it off. She listened to her talk about Dwight and snorted when she mentioned his wife saying he was a good man. Impossible.
When Ellie said the last thing about wishing she had done something, Tara agreed. Youre right. I wish you had, too. It could have saved innocent lives. You are not alone, though. So many people are the same. Now we cant even fight back because they have all our weapons. I assume everyone in your old group have many weapons. Why couldnt a group of you just get together, take the guns, and take the fight to Negan? I dont get it. Thats so fucking stupid. I swear to God I will kill them both.
It did not matter if it was a suicide mission. Tara would risk it all for revenge. Even if she just killed Negan and Dwight, things could fall into place. Looking to Ellie, she started talking a little crazy now with the anger fueling her. It was not logical but when a person dealt with such grief and loss, talking logical was not always the easiest thing to do. Taking a deep breath, Tara locked eyes with Ellie and she looked almost dead inside thinking about the entire ordeal. Nonetheless, she had to say this next piece.
If you feel guilty about it, then help me. Help me kill Dwight. Help me kill Negan. Tell me where to go. Show me where they will be. Anything. You owe me at least that. I dont care if they kill me as soon as it happens. I just want my revenge so I can die peacefully. I refuse to sit here and do nothing. I will not let him hurt anyone else. You were one of his wives. I know you know much more than youre saying. I want a layout of the base. I want information on where he goes, who he goes with. I just need to find a gun and Im ready.
Maybe not tonight, maybe soon. Rick would never allow this if he knew but Tara was beyond caring. The only person she would tell was Ellie. Besides, she did take Ellie in to this community. She saved her from being alone. Tara did it out of the goodness of her heart but she felt like the woman owed her something now because of that and because of her complaceny. Of course, in a typical mind state, Tara would never think this way but she has just been so emotional tonight, there was no telling what she would say or think.
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"You said it yourself. I know a lot, and I could give you exactly what you're asking for but I don't think a vengeance plot is worth dying over. I'll give Rick a layout, all I know about his patterns, the people to watch out for but I just can't say anything knowing you want to try to take this on yourself." If she remembered correctly Negan didn't know that Tara was with these people, because she had been away when everything had happened. If anyone stood a chance at seeming unaffiliated it would be her, and sure she could probably infiltrate that way. Elliot didn't want to risk it, though - maybe it was selfish but she justdidn't. She figured this would piss Tara off even more but she didn't care, she wasn't willing to just let someone walk in to their own death.
Really, she didn't want to be talking about this at all. She wanted to go back to the place in her head where none of it happened and she had never been broken. She never wanted to hear the devil's name again, but... Well, she felt like she had owed Tara to at least try to talk about it.
"He raped me, Tara. Maybe that's too harsh a word, maybe I was asking for it 'cause I let it happen but I didn't want any of that, I just wanted the only person I love to stay alive, and I can't get rid of it now. I can't stop thinking about it, so I ran and I didn't want to turn back. I didn't want to see him even long enough to kill him because he took a piece of me that I can never get back." She struggled to say it, but her gaze hardened as she did and she started to frown. "Just like he took something you can't back. Don't you think I want him dead too? I'd love if he ceased to exist and I never had to worry about running in to him. I'd love to spill everything and find out tomorrow I never have to worry again, but I can't let you go on a suicide mission just because you're hurting... Get everyone together, in on a plan, say you get to be the one to take the shot, something. But don't walk in to your own death for it." Elliot knew that Tara was serious right now, but she wasn't about to let such a good person go down a spiral because of her mistakes. She attempted to rationalize, say something that could make sense and give Tara and her group the best chances of getting out alive.
Maybe it would just make Tara madder... But hell, she deserved to have people mad at her. Elliot would admit it, she ran from her fears. Running was something she was good at, especially when the other option was to face the nightmares up front. Even if the people of Alexandria did fight, did win.... She wanted to be as far away when that happened as she could be. If she never had to see his face again it would still be too soon.
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Ellie did not think a vengeance plot was worth dying over? Everyone was entitled to their opinions, but Tara was not asking for her opinion. She wanted information facts. Not Ellies feelings about it. This nearly made Tara roll her eyes. It did upset Tara even more when she was making this choice for her. What are you talking about, Ellie? Thats not your decision to make. If I think its worth dying over, then its worth my life. If you dont think it is, thats fine. Then you just wont risk your life for any vengeance. You cant possibly force me not to do this. Youre going to tell us what we want to know. My death wont be on your hands. Ill be satisfied to complete the job. I cant die in peace without this.
It was unexpected when Ellie talked about him raping her, but it should have not been that much of a surprise considering what she heard about this man named Negan. They both had been through so much and they both wanted him dead. However, Tara actually thought this proved her own point even more. It was becoming annoying that Ellie insisted on not letting her do this. Who was she to do this? Tara had no idea that Ellie cared that much about her.
What do you mean you cant let me do this? You barely know me, Ellie. I appreciate the gesture, I do, but youre wrong. You can let me do this. You have no choice in the matter of this mission I want. I get it, you think I saved your life and now you want to save mine. I get it, but thats not the way it works. You cant save anyone. Ive learned that now. Everyone will die soon and its only a matter of time.
Tara had no idea that Ellie was wanting to keep her from a suicide mission on a personal level. Honestly, the woman thought Ellie merely felt it was her job to protect her since Tara saved her life. Well, Tara did not see it as saving Ellies life but if roles were reversed, Tara would think it was life-saving. She had no idea Ellie was doing this just because she already cared about her and did not want her to die. Despite that, Tara was still talking crazy and rather depressed. She had a grim outlook on the world now.
Please, Ellie. I dont need a plan. I just need to know where to go and when to do it. The female whispered, almost gripped her shoulder at this point. Maybe not tonight, but soon. I want to end him as soon as I can. You prove my point. You dont think vengeance is worthy dying over so youre not going to kill Negan because you dont think your vengeance is worth it. But I think getting my vengeance will be worthy. Dont take that choice away from me. You cant stop me, Ellie. I will find out somehow. Ill fucking wait until he comes here and shoot him then. I dont care.
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Ellie wasn't getting out of this and she knew it, but she just didn't have it in her to let someone she had grown to care for sacrifice herself. Not to mention, Tara wasn't the only one in Alexandria that was hurting - Rosita, obviously. Rick had to hate the man. Eugene had traveled with Abraham from the start. Maggie, Daryl, Sasha - she didn't even know of them, and especially didn't know that Daryl was in the catacombs back at the sanctuary, but what it came to was that Tara wasn't the only one who would be seeking justice right now.
"I'm not saying this as some sort of thank you for getting me here, I'm saying this because I don't think you're in the best place to be making calls like this at this moment. I get it. Maybe not completely but I get it." She wanted to lean over, press her hand to Tara's cheek, but she held herself back. She was the bad guy right now, not just for her past allegiances but for the fact that she wasn't giving Tara the information that she wanted. Her heart hurts for the brunette, for the many losses she'd walked in to without a moment to prepare herself... All the people she had lost, the moments she was supposed to have that she would never get to.
"How about we talk about this tomorrow?" She offered, though she'll do anything she can to push back having to give in. "Sleep on it or... You probably won't sleep but give yourself some time to adjust. If you still want to take this on by yourself after you get a moment to yourself to start to work through everything... Then, well, I guess that's your call." Elliot knew she couldn't hold out forever, one way or another Tara would get the information she wanted if she was dead serious about this. She would try though. She would hold out at least long enough that the grief wasn't this fresh, and Tara could think rationally enough to actually come up with a decent plan. She just hoped it wouldn't come to that.
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Why should Tara care what Ellie thinks? She should not, but she did. Honestly, Tara was ready to ride off half-cocked in the night with an assault rifle to storm Negans compound if she knew where it was. Somehow, the wise words from her new friend made her calm down for a second. Well, she was correct. Tara was not in any place to think clearly. If she was going against an enemy so formidable, she needed a plan and she needed more than one person. Did she trust Rick? Yes. She also knew Rick among everyone was dealing with the loss as well. Seeing himself as the leader meant he was responsible for everyone. He must have felt much worse. Tara was getting the point now. Tara was understanding everything Ellie said now and she was correct. Plus, Tara was unsure if Ellie knew exactly what she was going through, but Ellie could somewhat get these feelings. Besides, Ellie had lost too. Maybe she did not lose in the same way that Tara did because of Negan, but she lost and that was enough to upset anyone and cause them to seek out revenge. They were not so different after all.
The idea of thinking about this tomorrow was the best case scenario. Perhaps tomorrow Tara would feel more in control of herself and more composed with her emotions. Now, she was laced with revenge and anger. That was not good for anyone. Looking over towards Ellie, she offered the biggest smile she could but that was only a half-smile at that. Thank you, Ellie. I guess youre right. Ill just try to rest my eyes if nothing else. Im not thinking things through right now. Im sorry if I was just acting like a bitch to you. I just took out my anger on you and it is not your fault, Im sorry.
Tara mentally replayed everything she said recently to Ellie and some of them were not that nice. It was wrong of Tara to do that and she felt a great deal of regret for it so she hoped Ellie would not hold that against her. Good night, Elliot. I guess well both keep each other comfortable tonight. It started out for Tara to keep Ellie comfort at first but now the roles were reversed and they were both helping each other.
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The tension in the air faded and Elliot held back a sigh of relief, grateful that she had managed to say something that seemed to calm the storm that was brewing deep inside of Tara. She isn't angry or upset - she knows grief too well to be upset with the actions of a person who is experiencing a fresh loss. If there was anything that being in school had taught her it was sensitivity, even if she hadn't done enough of her nursing program to be useful as a nurse.
"You're upset and you're allowed to be," she leaned over, rubbed Tara's shoulder with her thumb, "and it is my fault. Maybe not actively but I passively did let a lot of stuff happen without doing anything about it. I'd be surprised if you weren't upset about that, really." Elliot released Tara's shoulder and laid back on the bed, unsure if she should even stay but despite their argument she still feels safer with Tara nearby. The woman is upset but she's not dangerous, Ellie can appreciate that.
Elliot didn't know when she fell asleep, but she knew something was out of place when she woke up to her head pressed against warmth her and her hand indented in to soft flesh. Her eyes flickered open slowly, half-dazed, and it didn't take her long to realize that the warmth in question was the sleeping figure of Tara, who she appeared to have cuddled up to in the night.Fuck. Ellie knew that she was the type to cuddle but she hadn't expected to wake up in a compromising position and she slowly, carefully freed her arm from the body of the woman beside her and hoped that Tara wouldn't noticed the way she had perched herself around her that night. She remembered the events of last night in detail, and she couldn't imagine that her touching would have been appreciated.
With her arm back to safety, Ellie watched for any signs of Tara waking up in hopes that she hadn't roused the brunette. Sleep would be hard to come by most likely, and she didn't have it in her to ruin even a moment of slumber for Tara.
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Struggling to fall asleep, it was not until the early morning hours before Tara finally felt slumber overtake her. When it did happen, she surprisingly had no dreams. She expected nightmares forever now but there was just nothing. Honestly, she would have preferred it that way. No nightmares and even no good dreams about Denise or the past because the past was gone. She might have calmed down this night but she still was in the business of seeking revenge at all costs. Nothing else mattered to Tara now other than that so she did not give herself time to grieve for the loss of her girlfriend nor did she give herself time to think about anything else other than killing Negan and Dwight.
It was not until twenty minutes after Ellie woke when Tara did. The young woman had no clue that Ellie was cuddled up to her body last night. She did not even notice feeling warmer than usual. This was because her waking up was not natural. There was loud, frantic banging and knocking on the door. It sent Tara upright immediately, jumping up and inhaling a deep breath. She panicked, reaching for her knife until she realize that she was in her bedroom and it was the door. Who could that be? She asked softly, looking to Ellie. Thats not normal. Tara added at the frantic beating. Something was wrong here so Tara slowly started walking down the stairs, leading the way. She made sure Ellie was behind her. At the bottom of the stairs, she saw the unmistakable figure of her friend, Rosita. Sheathing the knife, she reached for the knob.
Rosita? You startled me. What is
Save it. Tara. Listen to me! Rosita said, bursting into the door no sooner than Tara even grabbed the knob and started to open it. Wide eyes, Tara closed the door, wondering what was wrong. Looking to Tara, then to Ellie, she started talking.
Negans fucking here. Apparently Carl sneaked off to the compound and was caught. They are here at Ricks house but hes not here right now. He and Aaron are off on a supply run and hes just waiting.
Taras eyes went wide. Oh shit! Oh my God, Ellie, you have to hide!
Rosita might have other ideas, though. You know, I wonder how great it would make him feel if we turned over one of his wives, the one that ran away from him. He might even lighten up on us. Rosita murmured, eyeing the woman and slowly stepping close to her. Tara came right to Ellies defense.
Stop that, Rosita. Were not doing that to Ellie. Shes here now, shes one of us now. Negan will still do whatever he wants to us.
Yeah, well hell do worse if he finds out were hiding one of his whores.
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Elliot had been comfortably laying half awake in the bed, enjoying the chance to feel peaceful for a moment when the loud banging on the door downstairs brought Tara out of her slumber and made her rise from bed in the same instant. She followed just behind Tara down the stairs, and as Rosita told them the news she felt almost frozen in place. Negan was here - which meant that she could very well be royally fucked. Maybe she would be lucky enough to be in a house he didn't want to touch... she hoped that. He'd already been here, yeah? Taken what he wanted? She had heard that was the case.
"He doesn't have to find out," she said to Rosita, but the latina was still having absolutely none of it.
"I don't see why you defend her, Tara." Rosita shook her head, and it was obvious by the way her eyes burned in to Elliot that she wanted to push Tara aside and grab the blonde herself.
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Nows not the time, Rosita. Tara snapped in a whispering voice. You said hes in Ricks house, correct? Rosita affirmed the words with a nod. Well, Ellie and I can sneak out. I do not want to see what happens if Negan finds out she is here. I wont take that risk. Clearly, Rosita was furious that Tara was willing to risk her life to keep Ellie safe, but she could not do anything to stop it.
Whatever. Get yourself killed for this bitch if you want. I havent seen Negan move from the house in a long time. You should be good to go now. Rosita rolled her eyes and just stormed out the door. Not wasting any time, Tara looked into Ellies eyes and grabbed her by both shoulders.
Not even giving Ellie a chance to argue, Tara was barking commands. Ellie, go grab your bags immediately. Im right behind you. Well get packed. I hope you can climb. I know where we can climb over the fence where Negan wont see us. I am with you right now. Dont even try to convince me otherwise because it wont work. With that, Tara stormed passed Ellie on the stairs and ventured into the bedroom. The female started to quickly pack clothes and other essentials that she could fit into one bag. Hopefully they would not have to stay gone that long, but Tara was preparing. Are you ready? She finally asked, casting a glance towards the other woman.
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Tara was right - they had to get out, and Ellie didn't have much to grab but she threw a set of clothes she had been offered in to her old bag as well as some other things and by the time Tara had questioned her, she had all of her belongings once more in a bag... ready to flee. It was a familiar situation for her, running, but hopefully this would be one of the last times... she doubted that, though, given the man who ran her new home. Maybe it was all her fault after all, all of the hardship that had fallen over Alexandria recently... She sure wasn't making things any easier to say the least.
She couldn't worry about that now, though. She had to worry about getting out of here and making sure that no harm came to Tara, the woman who was gracious enough to come to her aid even when she deserved the complete opposite. Elliot nodded and gestured for Tara to take the lead, as she had no clue where they would be going to get out.
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Oh, shit.
This was bad. Peering into the small backpack. Tara wanted to laugh. The items she had for the getaway consisted of four bottles of water, two cans of food, and a flashlight. The only weapon that Tara had was her hunting knife. All guns were taken away from the community so there was no chance she was going to find a handgun before leaving. These supplies would hardly last more than 48 hours if she was lucky. Tara did not even know what Ellie had in her bag, but it could not have been much either. She supposed running away with minimal supplies was better than staying here and possibly watching her new friend die.
Even though Rosita did not like the plan, she kept up her end of the deal. Once she left Taras house, Rosita found her way towards the center of Alexandria. Negan was still inside of Ricks house and was none the wiser about the escape happening. Back in the house, Tara pulled the backpack on, leading the way out the back door. With no time to relax, she picked up a job and stopped near the corner of the wall. Reg once told her how tall these walls were. Tara once knew the dimensions but she had forgotten now. Just eyeing it, she guess 25, maybe 30 feet tall.
Up we go. You climb up first. If only one of us gets out, it needs to be you.
Tara would not take no for an answer. She hoped Ellie could climb because if she could not, then they were screwed. There were no secret tunnels or exits. Tara had seen it climbed before but those people were much more athletic than herself. Enid seemed to breeze through the climb like it was nothing. Tara only hoped they could as well.
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It seemed they were going to escape with barely anything between them, but that was muchmuchbetter than the alternative - Negan. Elliot followed closely behind until they reached the wall, and then her stomach dropped.Thatwas their way out? Well... she could probably do it, wouldn't be the first time she'd climbed a wall, but fuck that was going to be a pain.... and the drop from the other side. One wrong move and she would find herself with a broken leg and no way to get out, and then....
She didn't even want to picture what would happen in that case.
"You're crazy," she said, though she knew trying to fight Tara's command would be useless. The woman was headstrong, stubborn - which made her feel on top of the world when it meant they would both be safe, but right now it just made her worry. If she was caught helping her escape, the results would be bad for the pair of them. Ellie moved quickly though, grabbing hold of the highest rail she could to use as leverage, and she kicked off of a fallen log on the ground to help herself up. She scrambled to gain her footing on the slat beneath her, but once she had done that the rest of the climb came somewhat easily - which means she did not, in fact, fall back down to the ground below her. When she perched herself on top, wobbling from side to side with her hands in front of her for balance, she looked back down at Tara.
"You better make it." It wasn't a threat, rather a plea. She didn't know the area around here well enough to survive on her own.
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Dont worry. I plan on it. Shit. Come on, Tara.
The last sentence was muttered mostly to herself. Tara did not like this idea at all, but it was the only choice they had. Sighing, she decided to take the same path that Elliot did. It was difficult but she slowly made her way up the fence. She just prayed to whatever supreme deity that existed that she and Ellie both escaped alive. When Tara reached the top, she moved over, slowly dropping down. There was less to climb on the opposite side of the fence, so there was a hefty drop.
When Tara landed on the ground, she held her breath but tried to ensure that she fell easily legs spread shoulder length apart, shoulders square, back upright. It did not help too much. She landed with a thud and groaned. Her ankles were throbbing. She had never done something like this before. Even as a child she hated heights that were above her head. She never experienced jumping down from trees or anything like that.
Thankfully, she was fine and uninjured. Looking towards Ellie, she ushered her on.
Okay, no time to waste. Just follow me. I hope we get out of here alive. I dont think anyone saw us.
There was no time to check on Ellie to make sure she was alright. There was no time for chitchat. Tara was quickly walking ahead in front of the girl, leading her through the woods. Tara had an idea of where she wanted to go, but that idea was going to wait. There was only one objective: get the fuck away from Alexandria.
I dont care where we go right now. East, West, North, South just away from here. Then, Tara picked up a jogging pace through the woods, keeping her knife handy in case it was needed for the walkers.
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Ellie had had the advantage when it came to climbing the wall - she was taller, longer limbed, more wirey. She was built for agility and dexterity, spent her childhood climbing trees and on to her friends' roofs, and even with that on her side she had struggled to clear the fence. When Tara landed beside her and they both appeared to be fine, they had to get a move on. Ellie was pretty sure that Tara was right and they hadn't been caught but she stayed cautious anyways. Assuming and complacency could mean the end of both of them.
So they moved - in to the woods, not heading in the direction of the safezone's entrance. Her fingers grasped at the knife in her own hand so hard that her knuckles blanched and while she did her best to keep track of where they had gone she quickly found herself virtually lost as they dashed through trees. Tara seemed to know where they were at least vaguely however. She couldn't run forever, though. She was pretty malnourished and over the last few weeks she had lost the few precious pounds she could have spared to lose, which left her still rather weak.
"Okay stop, stop." She almost fell as she brought her hands to her knees, slightly hunched over and almost breathless. They were far enough out she figured it was safe to rest for a moment.
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We cant stop yet, Ellie, Were not far away enough yet. Tara sounded irritated. Well, she WAS irritated but it was not Ellies fault. This entire situation was frustrating, depressing, angering, and irritating along with other emotions that Tara could not regulate or understand. However, when the woman realized Ellie meant it they had to stop. Turning back to face the woman, Tara nodded her head slowly and patted her shoulder. Well, youre not getting any oxygen to your lungs like that. Stand up. Youll breathe better.
It was just natural and comfortable to hunch over when running out of breath, but it was an ineffective way to facilitate breathing. Look, Im sorry that I snapped at you. Im just worried. This is a lot to take in. I think I know a place we can go, but be warned, it might get ugly. Tara recalled swearing a very firm promise not too long ago. The oceanside community was nearly her death. Yet, Tara might seek them out for another chance at living. It might not have been the brightest idea but maybe Tara could convince a couple of the friends she did make at the community.
Let me know when youre ready. Here, just take some of this water. Tara added, offering her the lone bottle she had. Tara felt like she could handle herself for now Ellie looked to be in rougher shape after the run from Alexandria.
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Tara was right - they did need to keep moving, but if she didn't stop to catch her breath she was going to end up collapsing at a much worse opportunity. She didn't even have it in her to care when Tara snapped at her - she was obviously stressed out and running on adrenaline and energy that Elliot just didn't have. And now it seemed like there was an idea for where to go in mind. Ellie had to hope that it wasn't that far out.
"Thanks, I just need a minute." She straightened up and shook her head as Tara offered the bottle of water to her. She had her own and she slung her backpack off her shoulders so that she could take a drink of her own. She knew she should conserve but she had to fight to not down the whole body. Not long after the aches in her ribs faded and she wasn't struggling to breathe.
"Okay, where are we going?" Ellie put her bottle back in her backpack and then threw the well-used bag back over her shoulders. "I'm good." For now, at least.
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Tara felt thankful when Elliot finally calmed down enough and felt prepared to move forward. Although it was unlikely that Negan or anyone else had spotted them escaping, she would rather be safe than sorry. She would feel so much better dozens or even hundreds of miles away. Tara could not get far enough away from Negan. At the same time, she wanted to put a bullet between his eyes. Now that she had time to calm down from the previous day, she realized that going after Negan all by herself was unideal. She would put other people at danger without thinking about it.
Tara walked with Ellie for a few more minutes before taking a sip of the water herself. Were going to a place I found a while ago. I found it not long before you did. Well, I guess they found me in a way. Its a group of nothing but women. They live just off the beach and they had issues with Negan, too. I think it is a safe place. Or we can at least take some time to regroup. I believe this is best, though.
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It seemed like no one was getting a break ever - but Elliot wasn't going to argue. After all, she was the reason that they were on the run right now. The thought of running to another group of people who had suffered at that man's hands was a dread to her but did they have any other options? Even if Negan left now, that didn't change that he would be coming back. It would be a constant game of back and forth that would ultimately end with her being found and Alexandria losing once again. To put herself in front of new faces once again would come as a risk, however. While Tara knew them she was not one of them, and Ellie could not expect to rely on Tara's word to be enough to keep her safe if they found out about her history.
"Okay," she agreed, however hesitantly, though her movement didn't falter. She kept pace close to Tara, never venturing too close but also never falling behind more than a few inches. Maybe this was a good call - she didn'tneedto tell anyone about her history and how she had ended up where she was. Besides, Tara spoke in the past tense. Maybe these women knew how to escape from the hands of the fiend. "Okay, yeah. Maybe they'll be able to help. Lead the way."
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The expectation of being well-received upon her return to the Oceanside community was delusional. So, Tara felt it was he duty to inform Elliot of the shit-storm they might venture into.
At least, I dont think Negan knows about these women. He had their husbands and sons and daughters killed. They escaped, somehow. They live in secret. I tried to recruit them to fight for us a long time ago, but they refused. And they tried to kill me. So, I wouldnt expect to be welcomed in with open arms. I think I can convince them to let us stay. If not, well have to figure something else out. They usually shoot first and ask questions later so be careful when I tell you were close.
This was likely not what Ellie anticipated to hear. These women were hostile, and with good reason. Yet, Tara hoped her friendships formulated with a couple of these women could allow some sanctuary for herself and Elliot. It was likely it could have been a death trap, but any death by these women would be swifter and kinder than at the hands of Negan. Still, Tara thought she could convince them to fight. They were merely bystanders watching the murderous man destroy lives. After hearing of Denises demise, it made Tara resent this community even more for not taking action. Not taking action was nearly as bad as being by Negans side.
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Oh.Thinking that Negan was unaware of the group of women was not the same as knowing - but even the chance that where they were heading was safe was better than no chance. Besides, Negan was currently caught up in Alexandria. They would have to be on guard but Ellie had been on guard for weeks now, ever since she had escaped from the Sanctuary. Watching her back would come as nothing new - and neither would having to run if all went poorly. Hopefully Tara would actually be able to talk then in to at least allowing them to stay for a short while, if not genuinely convince them to help bring down Negan. While she understood what it felt like to be content with inaction, to put your own comfort above the risks you should take for the well-being of others... Well, if she hadn't realized that guilt fell on those who didn't act at all, she wouldn't have left and she definitely wouldn't have offered to help the Alexandrians take Negan down.
Elliot wasn't done trying to have hope, though. The little bit of hope left in her had been what made her walk away when she could, and what was now urging her forwards. Maybe this wouldn't be some utopia waiting to welcome them with open arms but they weresomething. People were resources - she hated even thinking that because she knew that was how Negan thought but that was just a fact. Nowadays people kept the world moving and if you wanted to have any power, you needed them on your side.
"Yeah, that's..." The blonde attempted to formulate a good response but fell short, and instead she let out a soft sigh as they ventured forward. "We can deal with that when we get there. One step at a time, right?"
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Right. One step at a time. Tara responded, almost like she was convincing herself as well. It was not an ideal situation. Tara wished for a more friendly place to go, but where? Negan had a chokehold on the other two communities they allied with. The Oceanside community might have tried to kill her, but they were nothing to Negan. The evil man did not know they existed. What better place to regroup and hide Elliot? During their time, perhaps Tara could even convince these women to rise up. One step, Tara she reminded herself. Thinking far ahead was almost impossible to stop given the nature of their situation.
This community is important, either way. We need numbers and we need guns. These women have both and a reason to hate Negan. We should be prepared, though. If they turn us away, well run like I did last time. Since we cant return to Alexandria yet, well figure something else out. You should know what youre getting into here. To the best of Taras knowledge, she had covered pertinent information for her new friend. Even though Tara had one objective in mind, she felt a need to keep Elliot safe as well. Their days of knowing each other had been rocky at best.
Yet, there was a sparkling connection between them. Although she would not lose sight of her original goal, ensuring the womans safety was a key reason why she was here in the first place. Tara had no reason to evade Negan like this. Tara could have turned Elliot over like Eugene suggested and suffer no consequence from him. So, for better or for worse, here they were. After spending all day in the woods, the sun was finally setting. It was not a single day trip. We should look for somewhere to set up camp for the night. Were not that far from a town. We could set up there.
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For Elliot, there was an appreciation in knowing she had someone on her side. Part of her had figured she would have ended up, figuratively, thrown to the wolves when those at Alexandria discovered where she had come from. Without this girl, that would have happened. Tara had every reason to hate her but she didn't and that amount of strength was something that the blonde could appreciate. At this point, she really wanted to do all she could to make things better because she believed that she owed not just Tara but Alexandria and this other group of women and everyone who had been tainted. Right now she wasn't sure how exactly but she would eventually.
As the sun set over the horizon, blurred and dappled through leaves and a matrix of tree trunks, Elliot knew that Tara had a point. They needed to find somewhere to rest for the night, though hopefully the next day they would make it to their destination. It wouldn't be easy to secure anywhere, but she didn't sleep much anyways so they could take watch shifts or something... Not quite sure. Then Tara mentioned a town - that would be even better, provided the population of the dead was low.
"Yeah definitely," the young woman replied as they slowed, preparing to head towards town. Because Ellie didn't know the area, she was relying on Tara's sense of direction. Maybe they could find a little place to hole up in - something to eat maybe. While she wasn't going to turn this in to a looting trip, the girls only had their bags and shouldn't get weighed down, she wanted to try and be useful. "Yeah, let's do that. Lead the way."
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The excursion lasted nearly one full week. When Elliot and Tara reached Oceanside, they were met with hostility. The women remembered Tara, but the woman did not back down. Again, she tried to reason with these ladies, to tell them about a need for weapons, ammunition, and fighters. Unfortunately, no ground was gained. In fact, they were going to execute both Ellie and Tara because they feared Negan would follow them and find out about this place. Plus, Tara was forced to swear that she would never tell anyone about this community, yet, she did. Thankfully, with the help of a couple other women privy to the cause, the two captives escaped in the night.
The trip proved rather fruitless. It took another week to return to Alexandria from Oceanside. Of course, Negan had come and went already. Upon their arrival, Tara met with Rick and convinced him to let Ellie listen as well. She informed the leader about the community and all the guns they had. It was apparent that Negan had taken all their weapons in his visit, so they needed as many as possible. It was also determined that he would return at a relatively frequent pace for more supplies each week.
In fact, he was due again in a couple days. It posed a problem: Ellie. Rick had been convinced to not kick her out or turn her over to Negan (But he was not so sure about the others). Therefore, Rick expressed a need for supplies weekly. They worked out a map of an area the two women could check out on a supply run for a few days to avoid Negan. It sounded like the best option.
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It was hard to believe that nearly two weeks had come and gone. The trip to the oceanside group was for naught, the women would have killed the pair if given the chance. Luckily, they were able to get out before any harm came to them. Then, the had to trek back - both had been hoping to be able to say there was someone on their side, though they had also both understood that the chances of that happening were slim. Either way, once they returned they were posed with the same problem that had made them leave before: Elliot being found there would not be good.
When Rick said that they needed supplies on a weekly basis, Ellie's first instinct was to take that task upon herself, though she didn't agree to do so without finding out if that would be okay with Tara. The two had grown rather close during the last couple weeks; while Elliot had grown to learn about Alexandria, its history, and the past of the wonderful woman herself, she had talked as well: of the beginnings, of Brandon, of before everything had gone bad. Her time at the Sanctuary was a rough topic but she had talked about that too, explaining that she had simply been saving her brother, how the male had helped her escape, and how she would do anything to be able to find the last bit of family she had in the world.
"We've been out for a while, let's stay here tonight and head out tomorrow. How does that sound?" Since there was little else to do with the day, the girls had started to pack what they would need in to a truck, and Ellie leaned against the hood after putting the map in the glove compartment. After planning a course, Ellie was glad to know the option they were going to take, However, she did really miss having a pillow under her head - after being on the run for two weeks she had only had one night in a proper bed before she went on the run for another two weeks. Since Negan was not expected the nxt day, she figured it would be safe to spend the night in Alexandria.
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Youre right. Lets head inside. Offering Elliot a smile, Tara walked the woman into the house. It dawned on her that this was the first time that she would be staying overnight in the community. The housing directions involved many people to one house because of multiple bedrooms. This house was one she shared with Denise in a bedroom upstairs along with a few others from the group. She was not about to tell Ellie to sleep on a couch or something else ridiculous. Now that I think about it, when you first got here, we left so soon that you didnt get to see this place or my room. Like I said, all the houses look the same but Denise and I we tried to make our room a little bit sweeter. Offering a sad smile at the memory, Tara quickly pushed it away. She was certain that Denise would want her to be happy and not feel alone. One thing that Tara always hated: sleeping alone. She had avoided that for a while on the run with the other woman. Though they had not exactly had a major cuddling session, Tara felt like they were close. They had spent literally every second together those past couple weeks and Tara felt a need for her like nothing else, to have her in her arms.
Although some might think she was moving too quickly, Tara did not. All she knew was how she felt and that involved being close to Elliot. She hoped that Elliot would feel the same way. She would likely find out soon. Entering the bedroom upstairs, Tara closed the door behind them and kicked off her combat boots. Smiling, she gestured to the bed. Go on. Make yourself comfortable. Its easily beg enough for two. Besides, weve been on the run for a long time and we havent had a nice bed available.
There was a bit of decoration all around Denise had more of the traditionally girly things while Tara had some badass movie posters and other things stuck on the wall. It balanced out well.
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El was a touchy sleeper - that much at least Tara had already found out. While she hadn't outright sleep-cuddled or spooned the other woman, there had definitely been more than one morning where Tara had awoken to Ellie's hand on her belly, shoulder or even on her chest. Obviously El hadn't been purposely making a move or anything, but that had been interesting to wake up to. Also since they had grown closer over the last couple weeks, El was becoming increasingly more comfortable with Tara and the brunette was starting to see her soft side. With that added comfort, El was just naturally touchy most of the time. More often than not she ended up apologizing, but in reality she just wanted more.
When was the last time she had actually felt another person's touch and not hated it? Months, probably - since before she had found Alexandria, lost Brandon or even found the Sanctuary. She had a girlfriend once upon a time but that was long in the past now and Elliot had never had the heart to replace her. For the first time since Hannah's death, being around another person feltlightso El felt no hesitation as she walked in to Tara's room and looked around. One thing the pair had discussed on the trip was exes - how Tara had just lost hers, which is what they had arrived to back on that first day in Alexandria, and how Ellie was pretty scared to even think of finding something new after her torment at Negan's hands. To add another level of dusgusting to that, Elliot had made itvery clearthat she was gay and that was a whole new level to why she didn't want to be with that man.
However, with that knowledge out in the open things actually felt easier between them. There was no wondering about accidentally freaking the other out with stray touches and remarks that could easily be platonic but straight girls liked to interpret as meaning they were in to them (though... maybe she was in to Tarajust a little). Either way Elliot fell in to the bed with much comfort, pulling her knees up towards her chest to pull her socks off and then putting them behind her head after she had put those to the side. She let out an exaggerated, almost moany sigh as she closed her eyes. "Damn, I forgot just how nice it felt to have a real bed to sleep on."
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It had been a long time since Tara slept well. Recently, it was difficult to sleep thinking about Denises death, not being able to say goodbye, and knowing that she could never see the woman again. Before that, she was on a supply run that went awry, taking her weeks to return. It meant sleeping without the woman she cared deeply for by her side. It was difficult to sleep without her. Yet, after talking with Elliot for a bit, she fell asleep quickly and slept better than she had in a long time. It was almost magical. Hell, it was magic.
Tara had notoriously struggled to sleep when she felt stressed or worries (which basically applied to every damn day since the world ended), so it was surprising, but comforting to sleep so well. The next couple days only improved the friendship between herself and Elliot. Although everyone knew about her connection to Negan and many feared the mans reaction if she was found hiding in Alexandria, more residents each day opened up, welcoming her into the family. Progress was being made, but just to be safe, Tara kept Elliot close. It was not that she did not trust the Alexandrian people or her own group of people. She did, but there was no telling what one would do when faced with a situation like this.
So many of their own had been killed by one man either directly or through orders. So, if they thought turning Elliot over would help, then someone might, but she did not think they would have the problem. So far, so good. Rick approached one day and reminded Tara of Negans arrival tomorrow. He helped the two girls structure a plan for a supply run. They had put each few miles in a grid on a map around the community. During each run, they went a little further each time. He marked the next location they needed to seek out and the estimated time they should spend.
The women prepared to leave, taking the few knives they had since negan already stole their guns. They would have to find a way to survive and maybe secure a couple guns to keep themselves safer on the run. Finally, they returned outside the wall and headed out on foot. If they would have taken a vehicle, then Negan would have obviously known something was going on if everyone was accounted for but not all vehicles were. They walked the entire day, finally reaching the particular grid by nightfall, now looking for some house to stay the first night in.
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Leaving the walls was the best call - there was no denying that, and all Ellie could do was be grateful that Rick and the others were working with her to keep her safe. In reality, turning her over would probably be a good bet. It seemed she had run in to some people who actually had compassion this time, and Tara was at the fore front of that. The good in that woman was amazing - throughout all the loss and hardship, it appeared that Tara had never lost her light and Elliot had a deep appreciation for anyone who didn't let this world phase them. She sure as hell had. By the time she even came across the Sanctuary she had already been pulled apart a dozen times only to have to put herself back together again, each time a little more chipped.
The girls didn't venture from each other's side as they travelled, sticking close as they moved from house to house. As expected, everywhere was pretty much looted dry but with the sun starting to set they were no longer looking for things to bring home with them. Instead, they needed to find somewhere to stay for the night. The less they had to rely on flashlights the better, as batteries were getting scarce nowadays. Eventually, they came across a quiet looking gated neighborhood with no signs of the dead inside. In fact, it looked nearly untouched and that unnerved Ellie a bit. Regardless, she hopped the metal barred fence with ease and from the other side pulled the now defunct gates open.
"Maybe we might find something nice here," she remarked as she stepped backwards slowly, waiting for Tara to follow after her.
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Following Elliot, Tara expressed her agreement. I think youre right. Lets just find somewhere we can stay tonight. Tomorrow, first thing when the sun rises, we can loot through the neighborhood and see if theres anything useful. It did look mostly untouched, but Tara could sense that the neighborhood was void of life. She heard distant groaning, meaning she and her new friend were not completely alone, but they were mostly alone. So, they eventually reached one of the closest houses and Tara decided to take the lead on it.
She managed to open the door without busting it down, having a hair pin to help herself pick the lock. It was important because the lock could still function and help them out. She hated having to kick down doors because it negated the use of the lock after it was broken. Once they reached inside, Tara decided she would sweep the upper level and Elliot could sweep the lower level. She immediately headed upstairs and found out after about five minutes that there were no walkers here. Hell, there was not much of anything here at all. No supplies. Just empty rooms with the furniture still remaining.
After this, she decided to return downstairs and find Elliot. Strangely enough, this place really only had one bedroom. So it looked like they were going to share a bed again, but that was something Tara thought she could get used to. For now, she just waited by the steps so she did not startle Elliot, waiting for the other woman to finish searching throughout the lower level of the house.
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It was disappointing to find out that despite the serene, nearly untouched appearance of the house it was still looted bare. What that surprising however? Not at all. El was slow, careful and methodical as she pushed throw the lower level. As much as she tried to focus on her own job, securing the ground floor, she couldn't help but keep an ear out for noise from the upper level. Because of that it came as no surprise to her when she caught sight of Tara waiting patiently at the base of the stairs.
"All clear?" El checked as she pocketed her knife, signifying that her search had came out clean as well. It was eerie, how vacant everything seemed - looted bare, gates still closed, none of the dead shambling about (though there definitely were somesomewhere- she could hear the familiar low groans)... It was almost like someone had left the place like this, though that was a thought that the blonde tried not to entertain. It seemed safe and she had closed the gates back up behind them so for the most part there was a minimal risk to being here. That was what mattered. In the morning they could check out the other houses and keep moving forward.
"There's nothing down here, but I think there might be one next door. Wanna check it out just in case or leave it for the morning?" Ellie asked as she leaned back against the wooden wall.
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I suggest we dont move anywhere tonight. Lets hunker down and get some rest. Tara responded while feeling alert and vigilant. Just because the home appeared abandoned did not mean the two women would not encounter problems. Theres a bedroom upstairs we can share. It doesnt have blankets, but theres a mattress. Im happy with it. Itll be good for us to rest tonight. Ill meet you upstairs in a moment. Before I leave, Im going to barricade the door. Sure, a lock might still function, but Tara wanted extra precautionary efforts. Therefore, she mustered her strength and slid a large dresser in front of the front door.
Even if someone managed to pick the lock or kick down the front door, a heavy piece of furniture would block the path inside. It would not stop anyone, but it could give a few seconds for Tara and Elliot to react. Who knew? Those extra seconds could save their lives. After barricading the door, Tara accelerated her pace upstairs and advanced into the bedroom. Closing the door behind her, Tara dropped bags and equipment beside the door in case they were needed. Once her boots were kicked away, the female walked towards the bed and plopped down, releasing an exasperated sigh.
Oh shit this feels so good. It was almost like a moan. It was not often they had these opportunities. Tara enjoyed whenever she did not have to sleep on the ground or the floor. The mattress welcomed her body immediately. Since she was sharing with Elliot, Tara ensured a large portion of the bed remained open, practically inviting the other woman to join her.
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"Any bed's better than no bed," Ellie remarked before she helped Tara with barricading entrances. The couldn't exactly board up windows but the door had a working lock and, in case that wasn't enough, she helped the brunette push the dresser in front. The blonde paid no mind to the concept of sharing a bed with Tara - that was nothing new. The pair never really talked about it or the way they always ended up cuddling a bit but there was a comfort to it. Both were dealing with a fresh loneliness and if that quelled it, if that could make them feel a little bit better in the process, then what was the harm in it?
Elliot paced the stairs just behind Tara, and closed the door to the lone bedroom once she was inside. There were no covers but even just having a mattress was better than nothing. She dropped her bag beside Tara's and took a sip from her water bottle before kicking her shoes off and, since Tara was between her and the free side of the bed, climbed right over the brunette like it was something that they had done time and time again. She may have had a large portion of the bed to work with but she stuck close, rolling on to her side so that she was facing Tara. For a second she stayed there just watching with her arm used to prop her head up.
"Thank you- a lot. It means more than you could imagine, having someone stick by me. If anyone deserves to hate me it's you but done nothing but be there for me." She was hardly louder than a whisper, oozing sincerity from her tone and as she finished speaking she offered Tara a sweet smile. Without really thinking things through she first let her arm relax so that her head hit the bed, and then extender her upper arm out to grab the brunette's hand.
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Perhaps it should not have been read into so deeply, but Tara could not help herself. The blonde crawled over her body, barely grazing legs. It sent a shuddering sensation down her core, her eyes closing for a moment. Their touch was nonexistent, barely scattering over each others clothes. Yet, it was electric. When the other woman settled into the bed, Tara felt how close they became. It was expected. The first few times sharing a bed with Elliot might have felt slightly awkward for Tara. It was no fault of Ellies, though. It was the simple fact that she had lost Denise and it felt odd, wrong to be sleeping in a bed with someone else already. After time passed, it felt less intrusive and more comforting. In fact, Tara dared to think that she would be unable to sleep properly unless Ellie was by her side.
Listening to the blonde talk caught Taras attention. She turned her head towards the sweet voice and locked eyes with her. Again, she could do nothing but offer a sweet smile. I could never hate you, Ellie. Id like to thank you as well. Youve become a close friend. I cant imagine being without you now. We make one kickass team together. I dont feel alone anymore, with you. I feel like theres still a reason to keep fighting in this world. For a while, I wasnt sure how Id convince myself to keep moving each day, but you helped me find that reason.
Taras reaction when their hands collided was nothing short of happy. She even interlaced their fingers together, squeezing their palms taut as well. Their eyes remained locked and she decided to wrap her other arm around her neck and give her a hug. Okay, maybe it was an awkward hug since they were both lying on their sides in a bed, but it was a hug nonetheless. You know I wouldnt mind sharing a bed with you all the time, even when we get back to Alexandria. Tara blurted softly, hoping that it was not a mistake in expressing those desires.
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"I'd like that," she said sweetly as her fingers mixed with Tara's, gently playing with the brunette's. It was a tender, affectionate touch but more than that it just felt natural. Over the last couple weeks the pair had grown close and while they usually didn't say anything about it, it was clear that both were comfortable in the gentle touches and embraces. Spending so much time alone together had made for amply bonding time and El trusted this woman more than she had anyone in a long time.
"Honestly, I'm not sure that I could sleep without you there at this point," she said in barely more than a whisper, laughing quietly at her admission. Was that clingy? Inappropriate? She really hoped not, because it was the truth. How long had it been since she had last felt a gentle touch? How long had it been since someone had looked at her with affection in their eyes, soft and heart fluttering. Ellie shuffled in closer towards Tara, so close that their noses almost touched. "Is that bad? It just feels so good to be close to someone, to know I'm not gonna be hurt if I let my guard down a little. I can't remember the last time I was able to just be...comfortable."
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All I can say is, if thats bad, then Im bad, too. Closing the distance until the tip of their noses brushed, Tara continued. I know exactly what you mean. I love my group back in Alexandria. Theyre my family, but family doesnt take up every place in a persons heart, you know? Theres something else that nobody in that community can satisfy for me. This was an admission of feelings, but honestly, Tara sucked at these things. She always had. In any past relationship, she always failed at trying to admit her feelings first, she just didnt know how to say things without feeling awkward.
Maybe we never have to worry about sleeping without each other. I dont want to have that worry. I just want you. Elliot, you have no idea how much you mean to me. I could have been anywhere in the world on the day we met, but I was in that store and we found each other. I dont think that was an accident. Maybe there was a higher power, maybe it was fate, maybe it was luck, whatever. Tara did not believe it was a coincidence they met that day and grew this close. Weve come so far since then I dont want to ever stop.
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Ellie's heart raced, pulse hard in her throat as she listened to Tara speak. As crazy as it was, that was exactly what she wanted to hear. The weird part? She feltbadfor wanting the beautiful brunette in bed with her to want to keep her this close. How was she supposed to move past that? Forget that she was secondhand involved that something that had hurt this girl? At the same time it felt like nothing could ever come between them and in Tara she had found someone that she could rely on, which was something that she was sure she would never find again.
For a moment something flashes in her eyes - hesitancy, curiosity, a little bit of fear. Then, quicker than she could realize what she was doing, El moved in towards Tara and kissed her softly. Her breath caught in her throat as their lips met and for a moment she couldn't pull back, it would be a crime to leave that girl behind. She did though, and then the worry hit. That smile turned in to a frown and her brow furrowed. "I- I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that, you just lost Denise and... I shouldn't have done that."
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The kiss caught Tara by surprise. Her brown orbs closed gently when their lips touched. It felt like electricity coursed through her entire body even though they had only kissed for a few seconds. When she apologized, Tara thought about how she could respond. Locking their eyes together, Tara offered Elliot a soft smile. Placing a gentle hand onto the side of her face before shaking her head. No, Elliot. Do not apologize for anything you did. I know that Im not long removed from losing someone, but I need this. I need you. Denise she would want me to be happy. She would want me to find someone that I care about.
Tara told the woman this before returning to the same action that Elliot had just tried. Their lips touched again, but more forceful. Im not sorry. She whispered quietly, tilting her head towards the side. Her second hand placed against the other side of her face, tangling their legs together. You are so beautiful. She breathed out softly, keeping their eyes locked together. I want you so badly. Im willing to give myself to you, fully, if you are for me. She purred quietly, nuzzling their noses together sweetly after the kiss, hoping they would take the next step.
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Part of her felt like she was taking advantage of someone grieving; another part of her, the part that won out, knew that she was undeniably falling to the woman with her. Over the last few weeks she hadn't just made a friend and found someone to trust, she had grown to care for Tara in a much stronger way. Not only did she worry about pushing boundaries, she was worried for herself and the trouble that could come in trusting someone. To love was to give someone your heart, and trust that they wouldn't walk away with it or toss it on the ground. While she wouldn't call what she felt love, not just yet, El knew that was the path that she was on and now that Tara had admitted to feeling the same way, turning back was no longer an option.
Ellie was lost in the other girl for a moment - nose to nose, just looking at Tara with wide eyes and a body-wide feeling of nervousness. Just like it was too late to turn back, however, it was too late for hernotto kiss Tara again and as their legs tangled together on the bed, Ellie's hand found the brunette's cheek and she leaned back in. She kissed her rougher this time, needier - there was a passion that the last kiss she had initiated lacked and much less hesitancy. Hopefully, the tender but passionate touch would say all that it needed to.
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Although the mannerism of the kiss spoke volumes, Tara preferred declaring clear, specific boundaries. With Elliot, she hoped to have none. However, she was open to suggestions and she made it clear what she wanted. After the tender kiss ended, Tara realized how swollen her lips were and how puffy her cheeks had become. Damn, that was a good kiss. Honestly, the female hated breaking it for even a second, but it was important that she talk to Elliot, to talk about how she felt. This was an important thing for Tara, so she hoped that was something Elliot would not mind. It was putting each other on the spot and it might have been awkward, but she could not help herself.
Elliot She began. I dont do this something that would be one night. If we go further, I want you to know that I want you. I want you to be mine, not just tonight, but every night and not just for sex. Even if you only want tonight and nothing else, I still want this, too. I need you somehow, even if I dont get everything I want. There. Painless, right? Tara hoped she hadnt ruined the moment, but she hoped that Elliot and herself could establish a relationship. That was her hopes and she was not all about relying on awkward and ambiguous actions to tell that to her partner. Tara had to at least express herself, even if it ended up pushing El away. Hopefully, it did not.
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Elliot did like working with subtleties rather than rushing in to titles and relationships and all of that - but that had also been during a world where there shecoulddo that. Go to the movies, get dinner, grab drinks. In a way what she had once seen as the "dating" period, getting to know someone before agreeing to commit to them, had already happened between her and Tara. They had been virtually inseparable for the last couple weeks and she didn't need any more time to know that this was definitely something that she wanted to keep and hold on to.
"Do you really think that I would only want one night with you?" She asked and raised an eyebrow. She leaned in once again and took one more tender kiss from the brunette. Tara was worrying for nothing - though Ellie worried what the future might bring, she still wanted to face whatever came with Tara at her side. "Because I don't. Maybe it's a little quick to know that I want to be with you, but finding someone who truly cares about you is so hard these days and I could never risk throwing that away. Not when that person's you."
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Chuckling softly, Tara was hit with a wave of relief. Of course, looking back at things, it was odd that she ever thought it was a possibility that Elliot would only want her for one night. The answer seemed so obvious right now. I dont know what I thought. I guess, I was mostly just worried that I didnt deserve someone as special as you. I was afraid that Id never get the chance with you. Tara admitted, throwing her fears out in the open. It took so much for Tara to do that, but it spoke volumes about how committed and trusting she was with the woman here in bed with her.
Their newest kiss ended and she was thinking about what Elliot said. I know what you mean. This would be a fast pace for a relationship. I know just about everyone would say that I moved on too quickly, but look around us in this world, is anything normal anymore? I dont want to reserve myself to what used to be the norms or whatever people want to call it. I know what I feel and I dont care how quickly we move. The only thing I know for sure is that I want you. After telling her this, Tara, pulled her in for another tight hug against her chest.
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A serene smile lit up the blonde's face as Tara spoke, and though her heart raced fast in her chest it felt like a weight had been lifted from her. When the brunette pulled her in for another hug, Elliot didn't resist at all. She wrapped her arm tight around Tara until their bodies were pressed close together.
"Well you can have me," she said as she softly caressed the brunette's side. She meant what she said even though she didn't understand what she had done to deserve this. Even with Tara's tight, affectionate hold on her happiness still felt foreign. She couldn't fight it though, and fighting it was the last thing that she wanted to do. All she could do now was pray that the life that she had lived before Alexandria wouldn't come back to haunt the girl that she was falling for.
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When Elliot said that Tara could have her, this beautiful smile spread across her lips. She felt like a giggling schoolgirl that just asked out her crush, but that was not all too far from the truth. For days, she felt strongly about Elliot. Tara wanted to kiss her, touch her, protect her, and be her girlfriend. Yet, she was terrified to making the suggestion, afraid of rejection and afraid of a poor reaction. What if she even ruined their friendship by suggesting something like that? Thankfully, it did not seem like that was true. Elliot seemed rather pleased by the idea.
After the hug ended, Tara felt complete security and happiness. Now just happily gazing into her girlfriends eyes, Tara decided to cup the side of her face and lean in closer. Now what? Tara knew what she wanted, and again, she felt nervous about asking it. So Tara started, a light chuckle leaving her lips. Do you want to just cuddle tonight or maybe we can do something more? She asked with a cute smile on her face, sliding her hand down the blondes abdomen towards the inner part of her legs, hoping that Elliot would get the message. Even if she rejected the advances, Tara would still be satisfied, but, of course, she hoped to continue further.
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The suggestion ofsomething morewas electrifying on its own, and that cute little smile of Tara's just made Ellie want to attack the sweet brunette that she now got to call her own with a series of kisses. Elliot didn't need any elaboration on what Tara might have meant, but if she had then the hand that creeped between her legs would have been enough of a message. Wordlessly she pushed her hips in to the brunette's touch, and at the same time she leaned in for a passionate kiss. As her tongue teased Tara's lower lip, sliding against the sensitive flesh in hopes of gaining access to the woman's mouth, Elliot's hand slid up Tara's side until she could grab a breast through clothing.
"I'd love to keep going," she whispered, parting the kiss by mere millimeters to tell that Tara that she was definitely okay with what was happening. As soon as she finished speaking, she moved to kiss the woman once again.
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When Elliot sought another kiss, Tara felt the womans hips buck into her hand. Without even saying one syllable, Tara had an answer from Ellie. She never doubted it, not even for a second, but she wanted to ensure that she did not fuck this up. It was not every day someone would get the opportunity to have such a special bond with someone, especially in a world like this. Therefore, she was focusing on keeping Ellie happy, safe, and alive. Tara had high hopes for their relationship even though it was only beginning. The pain she had been through was taken away by Ellie, and she never wanted to lose that feeling.
When she felt Ellies tongue prodding her mouth, Tara opened and parted her lips without a single hint of resistance. She smiled as she accepted the kiss, right before she released a loud, sinful moan when her hand touched her breast. It had been so long since someone had touched her because of the situation they lived in. There was never time. Oh fuck Me too She responded when Ellie mentioned that they should continue. Please keep touching me. Dont stop. She practically begged, looking to deepen the kiss.
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The sequence of Tara's words brought a cheeky grin to Ellie's face, and she smiled against the brunette's lips before saying something suggestive: "Yes, I would love to fuck you too," she said, tacking on a giggle before tackling the brunette's face once again. Maybe it was quick or maybe entirely inappropriate for her to have said that, but hey - she was basically asking for it. Ellie couldn't remember the last time that she had been happy to touch another person, though as soon as she was with Tara it seemed like no one else had ever mattered. Not any of her (very few) girlfriends of the past, not Negan's coercive hands, not anything. All that Elliot could think of was just how amazing it felt to be touching this woman, there and then.
"I won't stop," she assured as her lips and tongue continued to attack the brunette, and she let herself get a bit daring - her hand sunk away from Tara's breast and her fingertips trailed down the woman's body until they hit the edge of her shirt. Though she ached to dip her hand under the fabric, only the tips of her fingers sunk beneath to Tara's skin; Elliot looked to the girl with her to be sure she wouldn't cross a line before she dared to venture farther. With the first sign of consent, Ellie tossed caution to the wind and snaked her way up under the brunette's shirt.
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When Elliot said that she would love to fuck her, a light giggle escaped Taras lips as well. She had been craving to hear that for a while now. She had to admit it the first day they met, she had some less than innocent fantasies, despite the circumstances. Now, she was proud to admit it. Watching her with a smile as her hand trailed underneath her shirt, she knew that Elliot was waiting for some sign of consent to go further. Right now, there was no going back. There was no line that she could cross that would make Tara uncomfortable. Instead, she wanted to go all in with the beautiful woman. Unsure of how else to say it loudly, Tara decided she would simply pull the shirt off her head, giving Elliot even more access to her body.
Im ready. She whispered, pulling her hand up her body until she released it a few seconds later, just deciding to let Elliot do whatever she wanted. In the mean time, Tara would lean down to begin kissing on her neck, one hand now running inside of Elliots own shirt as well. She was just simply feeling the smooth, soft skin before trailing her hand upwards, traveling until she could reach her breasts. When that happened, she gave each one of those mounds a firm squeeze, unable to let the smile leave her face because she was just so into the moment, so happy to have a touch with someone again.
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"Then so am I," Ellie responded with a similarly happy smile of her own. Since when did girls make her so nervous? Normally Ellie was very capable of taking the lead and having her way with a woman, but something about this one was driving her mad. Tara pulled her own top off before her hands started to trail under El's own and the blonde swore that she was trembling as she reached in to take a touch as well. To say that Tara's bared body was beautiful would be the understatement of the century. Her hands made quick work of supple flesh as she admired every inch of the brunette's body with soft hands, but things didn't stay that way for long - it didn't take long for her to get that little boost of confidence that reminded her of her normal behaviour, and she started to kiss her way down Tara's neck until she could take a nipple between her tongue. Without even looking, Ellie started to undo Tara's pants and then slip her hand inside.
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Tara smiled when Ellie responded. All worries were washed away immediately. How could she have been so worried? It was almost laughable now. Life was too damn short, especially now, to not make moves when you cared about someone. She realized that now. Moans escaped the womans lips as Ellies hands roamed her body. It felt especially good when she was kissing down her neck, finally down to her nipple. The loudest moan yet left her lips, not caring if there was the possibility of anyone finding them. This felt too good. She gasped as her hand slipped inside of her pants, making her start rolling her hips against Ellies touch already. This feels so fucking good. She breathed out, tilting her head back as the woman continued playing with her nipple. To offer some stimulation, Tara started to fondle one of her breasts with her hand, the other sliding through her hair, keeping her lips press against her nipple. Dont stop. Please She murmured, feeling more pleasure than she had in quite some time.
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There was no chance in hell that Elliot would be able to stop herself now. Everything about what was going on just seemed soperfectand god Tara's moans were hot. It all served as encouragement for her to pry the brunette's bottom straight from her body and leave her in nothing but her panties, at which point Ellie took her sweet time trailing her fingers up and down along Tara's slit in hopes of teasing her so much she couldn't help but beg. Hell - it seemed that they were always half way there. She was so soft in the touch, feather-light and just enough that she could get more of those whimpers and moans that she liked to hear so much.
"Yeah?" She asked, a grin cocked on her lips as she pulled away from Tara's breast for a second. Now, with woman Ellie was normally a little cocky. It often came off as odd given her typically quiet demeanor outside of the bedroom, but if she could play it up and talk dirty, she would. As much as she didn't mind bottoming, she was a switch more than anything at all, something about taking control brought out a new side of her. "I can make it even better - do you want that, baby? I could make you scream my name."
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Tara had absolutely no problems with the quick disposal of her bottoms. She would have already helped remove it, but she was too caught up in the pleasure to think straight. Plus, Tara seemed to prefer it when Elliot undressed her instead of undressing herself. Her touch was electric. Feeling her fingers touch against her slit made the woman whimper and groan with need. Tara was certain she had never been wetter than she was right now in her entire life. Her panties were practically soaked right now. Hell, she might even feel it by running her hand against Taras underwear. It already seemed like Elliot knew all of Taras sweet spots, she was attacking them so perfectly. It was driving her wild.
Yes. Please make it better. Please keep touching me. Please dont stop. Tara whispered subserviently, practically begging at this point. There was need in her eyes, something fierce and intense, unlike anything Tara had seen before. I need you, Elliot. I need you more than Ive ever needed something in my entire life. Im so wet already Tara said this before leaning up to kiss her again, wrapping her hands around both of Elliots breasts again, squeezing them and moaning against her mouth, her own hips bucking against hers, trying to create some level of friction.
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The begging sent a shiver down Ellie's spine, shocking her with a level of arousal that she hadn't even thought was possible. There was no way in the world that she was going to stop now, especially after hearing the sweet girl's voice call out for her like that. With a wicked grin on her face, Elliot used the fingers that had just caressed along Tara's sweet sex to push the dampened, nearly soaking, fabric out of the way. In the flick of her wrist she did that and then sunk her fingers in to the brunette - agonizingly slow. It killed her to stay soft on the girl, but she was growing to love the way that Tara writhed and whimpered.
"I can tell you are," she said as she started to pump her fingers, using her thumb to stroke circles along the brunette's clit. "And I have to say, you look absolutely stunning like this. Makes me wish I hadn't waited to say I wanted you."
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Tara thought she was moaning loudly already. She was wrong. When Ellies fingers pressed down even further, a louder moan left her lips, causing her to arch her back upwards, her mouth agape as she called out her lovers name. Oh fuck! This feels so fucking good. She groaned, looking at Ellie, a seductive smile on her face. The moans were becoming high-pitched now, her hips rolling with the movement of her fingers. Youre going to make me cum, baby.
Tara was unsure what Ellie had planned, but she was eager to find out. Even if she did have a quick orgasm, she was sure that the night was not over. She wanted to touch Ellie but it was just too impossible to do anything but grip the sheets beside her. Youre driving me crazy. Oh faster, please. Go as fast as you can. Tara was a moaning mess now, needing Ellie in every way possible.