I just finished watching someone play Until Dawn (If you know MattyB you know) and I loved it, but was so freaking surprised when Matt and Jessica didn't get together.

...Okay, maybe not surprised. Just heartbreaking.

Since SamxMike was cute af and I loved Matt I shipped him with Jess and then love! And then I went to search for it and there were no goddamn fanfictions about them.

So I have decided to take it into my own hands. Oh, and if it's a little non-canon, apologies. I didn't play the game so I won't know every little inkling.

Let's see how this goes. This is going to be multiple chapters of MattxJessica, and maybe if you guys want I'll write of some other couples too. This one isn't really MattxJessica love, but I'll get to that, it's more what I thought should have been their meeting in the mines.

Description: When Matt falls into the mines and finds Jessica battered and bruised beyond belief. It's probably one of the most horrifying things he's ever seen.

It had felt like hours now. That was all Matt could think as he trudged through the mine, walking along the rock and crumble as he tried to keep his positivity up. If he kept his thoughts on the horrifying things that could lurk in the caves he would become terrified himself; and so, a positive attitude meant a happy time in the mines.

...Well, at least, that's what he hoped for.

A sigh escaped his lips. The fall from the tower had busted him up a quite a bit, and while he was fine enough to function, the pain never left the back of his mind. Of course, if he thought too much about it, it would become more evident.

Positivity, my friend, cures all ills.

Emily was occupying the forefront of his mind. All he could think was that there was more he could have done to get her to safety. It didn't matter at all if he lived or not, if Emily lived, he would be content with his death. It was just the way he was.

A series of inhumane noises echoed through the mines, causing Matt to slightly pick up his pace. He didn't know what was out there, but he sure as hell wasn't going to find out.

The noises seemed to getting closer, and they escalated significantly in volume. Matt's breathing became erratic as he tried to force the noises out of his mind. Maybe ignoring them would make them disappear.

Matt immediately halted, holding his breath. He had heard a noise that felt like it was right fucking behind him. There was no way in hell he was going to turn around. A dark feeling formed in his gut and quickly branched throughout his body like some type of spreading poison.

But for some reason, a small voice, the tiniest inkling, told him to turn around. Curiosity seemed to replace the poisonous feeling, his ignorance and positivity quickly becoming the death of him as he turned around.

Curiosity killed the cat.

"HOLY SHIT!" Matt screamed, a horrifying monster just a few feet away from him. It's skin was stretched out so far that Matt could see bone and ribs practically jabbing out from the beast's body. It's eyes were cloud like in color, and it's teeth were jarring out like one of an animals.

Instantly the teen broke out into a mad dash, clutching the flare gun in his left hand, instincts kicking in. They screamed at him to get out of there, informing him that whatever that monster was it sure as hell wasn't friendly.

The beast waited a few moments before darting after Matt, moving at increasing speeds as it somehow clung to the walls and was able to leap from place to place instantaneously.

Matt's breathing went from erratic to inhumane as he gasped wildly for air. All rational thought went out the window as he heavily relied on whatever instinct had been bestowed upon him by the gods in the sky. But it seemed like the faster he ran, the more distance the monster had covered between them.

Matt realized he was quickly running out of options, the burning feeling in his legs and lungs becoming more and more powerful with every passing second. With a quick flip of the mind and rapid movement, Matt shifted his body weight and spun on his right foot, aiming the gun at the beast before firing the flare gun.

Thank god he hadn't shot it at the tower.

The force of the flare making contact with the beast, and the shooting of the gun itself, set Matt falling back. Once he made contact with the ground he blinked a few times, trying to stop his head from ringing as he scrambled to his feet, dashing away from the monster. It didn't matter if the beast was alive or not. Matt just needed to get away.

"Holy fuck!" Matt yelped, clutching onto any ripple of reality as he tried to make sense of his situation. Whatever, whatever that was, was not human. It was far from it. And yet, at the same time, its appearance was humanoid.

It didn't matter. Matt didn't have time to make heads or tails of the situation. He was too busy trying to stay alive.

If it had felt like hours before, it now felt like days. Hunger nipped away at Matt's stomach, the bruises covering his body aching. He had been walking for a bit after making his escape from the monster, and he took the time to thank God for that flare gun.

He wondered how the others were doing. Had they come in contact with that terrifying monster? He hoped not. He had barely survived. If anyone else had seen it, they would surely be dead.

Of course, it wasn't like anybody else had ended up in the mines...

Aside from Emily.

"Oh shit." Matt cursed, remembering his girlfriend had fell down with him. Of course, he had killed the beast, so there was no way it could harm Emily now. Well, unless it had already gotten to her.

No...No way. The monster was horrifying, but it didn't have any marks of resistance, or at least blood on him. Or it. Did that beast even have a gender?

Shuddering, Matt remembered positivity. He almost laughed at the thought now. Only minutes had passed but he felt like he had matured years. Ignorance was not bliss. Ignorance was an illusion.

"I can't believe this." Matt tried to keep his sanity in check. Maybe if he thought of things like a list, made a to-do list, he would be able to keep his mind on track.

Find Emily

Get out of the mines

Find everybody else

Get the hell out of there

Yeah, that sounded good to him. Of course, if there was anybody else in the mines, he would find them too.

Of course, that possibility was rather unlikely. He hoped.

His venture through the mines started to make his head ache. Actually, maybe his head had been aching for a while, but he had just noticed it now. His ears were still ringing. His upper lip may have been cut. He couldn't tell. He could taste something metallic though.

Matt decided to take a breather at this point. He tried to recollect his thoughts, thinking over the four step plan multiple times. Four steps. That was all it took and he and his friends would all be safe. He believed in the four step plan.

His eyes darted over the area. There was a small wooden table to his left, and from what he could see through the darkness, there was a lantern and a match seated on it.

With a gracious smile he jogged over, quickly lighting up the lantern. This was God telling him there was hope.

As he moved to his right to get back to his blights, a dark figure appeared, swinging what looked like a shovel. Immediately reflexes took over and he reached out his free hand in an attempt to stop the shovel. Thankfully, it worked, and the shovel fell to the ground.

"...Jess?!" Matt said incredulously, holding the light to the girl so he could get a better look. Her body was hunched over in fear, clearly she was unaware that the person she had just tried to attack was Matt.

Her features were rough and her body was shivering slightly. Her blond locks were cloaked in dust and dirt, and red spots-blood-covered her being. Her eyes drooped and her mouth was slightly parted, ragged breathing coming out of them. You could tell she was at her limits.

Matt could relate. He was at his limits too.

"Jessica! It's me, Matt." Matt clarified, speaking slowly. She looked beat up, and he wasn't sure about her mental state either. His sure wasn't all that great.

Slowly, but surely, she stood up taller, still slightly hunched over. Her eyes were filled with worry and anxiety, causing Matt's heart to drop. Her breathing was still shaky, but not as rushed as before.

"Jesus, are you okay? You look like you've been through hell..." Matt trailed off, his eyes searching her body. To say he felt guilty would be an understatement. He thought he was bad off, but this girl looked like she just rose from the dead.

"...Matt." She said simply, her voice breathy and scared. Unsure of what exactly to do, Matt slowly reached his hand towards her, doing it slowly so she wouldn't flinch. Eventually she settled it on her shoulder, hoping that she wasn't too injured there. It was supposed to be reassuring, not painful.

She didn't flinch or grimace, so Matt stood at the crossroads. There was no need to give a reassuring squeeze or something like that. She seemed past the point of being consoled and causing her more pain wasn't going to help her.

"Jess...There's a monster around here. I just want you to be careful." Matt explained cautiously. Jessica immediately became on edge at the thought of there being a monster lurking around.

"No...I've seen it. It fucking dragged me down here, Matt!" Her words were crude, but there was no power behind it. Her voice was empty, almost hopeless. "Oh God..." She stumbled towards Matt, leaning her head against his shoulder, grasping onto his arm. Jessica looked absolutely exhausted.

Matt really had no energy to hold himself and Jessica up, but he forced himself too. She had clearly been through more hell then he could ever imagine. It was the least he could do.

"...Hey, not to rush you at all or anything, but we need to get going soon. If you need a few more moments, it's fine, but...that thing..." Matt trailed off for a second time, unsure of what exactly to say. Jessica croaked in response, her voice shaky, signaling she needed just one more second. Matt nodded, clearing his throat, hoping she was comfortable at the very least.

The four step plan had turned in to the five step plan in a matter of moments.

Help Jessica

Find Emily

Get out of the mines

Find everybody

Get the hell out of there

Jessica was priority by this point, mostly because she looked like she could pass out and die at any moment. Matt prayed to whatever God's were listening that they would watch over Emily in his stead. He would come back for her when he had time, but he owed it to Jessica-and Mike unfortunately-to help her out.

"Ready." Her soft voice snapped him back into reality. He cleared his throat again, nodding to reassure himself. Jessica slowly pulled away, taking her warmth with her. Matt missed it immediately. When you were terrified, warmth was another means of light in the darkness.

So, before he could stop himself, he reached out for the girl's hand. She flinched at the contact, and Matt instantly pulled away.

"S-Sorry, I just..." Matt was silenced when she grabbed his hand, averting her gaze from the boy. He sighed in relief, happy she hadn't pissed off the quick to anger girl. Obviously, she was was horrified, and longed for warmth just as much as Matt did. Plus, she was far too exhausted-mentally and physically-to put up much of a fight.

So they began there way out of the mines. Matt led the way, keeping Jess close at all times, his free hand holding the light out in front of him.

The only thing that could be heard-well, besides the disturbing noises the two chose to ignore-was the duo's breathing. Matt was happy that Jessica's breathing had slowed down enough to be considered regular.

"Mike..." Matt heard Jessica mumble, her eyes looking at the ground, and yet, they seemed like they weren't looking anywhere at the same time. Matt swallowed hard at hearing Mike's name. It didn't matter if he didn't care for the boy or not, he was his friend, and he wanted him to stay alive.

Of course, his life was detrimental to Jessica's sanity.

"He'll be okay." Matt said reassuringly, even though he had no clue. But a small inkling within him told him that the boy would be okay. It was Mike. "You know him better then I do. Half-man half-amazing." Mike chuckled lightly, happy to move the topic to a different subject. Even if it was Mike, it would keep Jessica's spirits up. And of course, if she could see Mike at the end of the road, it would increase her wanting to survive.

All Matt got in response was a light squeeze, signaling that Jessica appreciated the positivity. Right, positivity. Ignorance was bliss.

Matt really wasn't sure at this point.

A few feet in front of him, Matt noticed some sort of a...cave in. There was a metal flooring with open squared holes as design. He let go of Jessica's hand to kneel down and identify it, intrigued by what it was.

"Hmm...Must have been some kind of cave in." Matt pondered, holding the lantern to get a better look. He heard Jessica stand behind him, fidgeting slightly.

"That was me." Jessica's voice startled him, since she hadn't been one for talk for the last bit. Matt wasn't sure if it was some kind of sick joke, but at this point, a joke-next to Matt's awkward icebreakers-was unfathomable.

"What?" Was all that Matt could say, hoping he had heard wrong. He turned his head around to get a better look at the blond, who was looking at the metal piece with a wistful look.

"I fell through that roof." Jessica repeated, her voice toneless to the point that it frightened Matt. He let out a shaky breath, slowly rising to his feet, unease spreading through his body as he tried to get eye contact with Jess. I need to keep her sane.

"You fell this far?" Matt asked. She nodded.

"Yeah..." Matt placed his free hand on his forehead, trying to make sense of the situation.

"No way...Jesus Christ." Matt mumbled, now seeing why Jessica was in the state she was in. "Guess that makes two of us." Matt remembered his own fall from the tower. There was no doubt, it had been quite the fall. He had just gotten lucky.

"What? Really?" This had sparked Jessica's interest, finally some kind of emotion coming through. Matt inwardly smiled, until he grimaced remembering his plights.

"Yeah...Fell off a damned fire tower right into these mines." He cringed at the memory, remembering that Emily had fell with him. Maybe she hadn't been as lucky as he had been.

"You're kidding me." Jessica said, slightly shocked. Matt shook his head. He wished it was a joke.

He reached his hand out to Jessica, making eye contact with her, silently asking if she wanted to keep doing, well, whatever the hell they were doing or too just continue on their way.

In the end, Jessica grabbed his hand. He didn't resent her for it. He didn't blame anything on her for it. He was thankful for it. He was terrified.

It was barely a second when a booming noise echoed through the caverns, getting closer and closer to Matt and Jessica. He sharply inhaled, Jessica gasping next to him, one of those monsters were coming.

"Fuck..." Matt muttered. "Come on Jessica, we have to run." Matt spoke with a hushed tone. Yelling would just make them both scared. Plus, people seemed to pay closer attention to quieter instructions then things being screamed at them.

She didn't respond, but when he began to move, she quickly followed. They ran for quite a bit-well, light jog, since Jessica sure as hell wasn't in the state to sprint-until they came to a spot where there was either a path to continue on or, what looked like, a good place to hide.

Matt flickered his eyes over to Jessica, hearing her panting wildly. She was not in the state to keep running, not at all. Maybe hiding would be their best bet.

"Let's hide in here, okay?" Matt motioned towards the area. Jessica nodded, going in first, Matt following closely behind. Once they had squeezed in, it only took a few moments for the monster to appear.

Matt couldn't see it, but he could sure as hell hear it, and that didn't make it any less terrifying. Actually, it was more scary, since he could never pinpoint where exactly it was.

Jessica clutched his hand, trying to keep silent so the monster wouldn't come close. Matt immediately copied, trying to silence whatever he could, hoping a stomach rumble or a sneeze wouldn't be the end of their lives.

Thankfully, before anything bad could happen, the duo heard the footsteps of the monster leaving. They waited a few more moments after that to finally shimmy out of the hiding place. Matt kept Jessica in front of him at all times, this way if something came from behind it would get him first, and if something was coming towards them he could hop in Jessica's way.

Hopefully it would give her time to escape, or at least hide.

"We can do this Jess." Positivity, yes. Ignorance was not bliss. Matt had come to that decision. But if Jessica could be the saved he would forever be in bliss, even if he didn't make it out in the end.

"Y-Yeah." She tried to quicken her pace to match Matt's, wincing from the pain coursing through her veins. There was no way in hell she was holding him back. Jessica wasn't one to be saved, and she sure as hell wasn't one to cause Matt's death. That would follow her for the rest of her life.

After a few more minutes, there was two separating paths again. One was guarded with a wooden barrier, but Matt could see that past it was the outside. The other way didn't matter as, without a second thought, he slammed himself into the wood, dragging Jessica out there with him.

Approaching steps of monster could be heard, and Matt quickly shimmied to the side of the mountain he now found himself on, Jessica beside him. The snow fell slowly from the sky, almost making it seem like this was nothing more then a scary dream and he had reached the blissful ending that was happy and fortunate.

...Yeah fucking right.

Matt could hear it. He could hear it. Was it breathing? Matt didn't know what the noise it was making was, but it was horrifying. Terrifying. It sent shivers down his spine and formed a lump in his throat.

But when Jessica squeezed his hand reassuringly, all fears danced away, falling like the snow.

He squeezed back, of course. Extraordinarily lightly, of course, because if he had squeezed too hard surely Jessica would've groaned in pain. Which would, in turn, alert the monster.

You always had to be thinking. At first Matt thought instincts would carry him through this hell, but his brain was a vital piece. Even if he was a dumb oaf.

After a few minutes of horror, Matt inwardly sighed in relief as the creature began to crawl away, leaving him and Jess standing on the snow, breathing in relief and lingering fear.

"Holy shit." Matt mumbled, looking over at Jessica to see if she was okay. The blond kept her gaze on the falling snow, emotion written all over her face.

"Holy fucking shit." Her voice cracked slightly. They had made it. It was dawn.

He looked down the mountain, seeing the safest route down. The whole adventure would be pointlessly if they both fell to their deaths.

"Okay," Matt paused to take a breath. From where they stood they could see the lodge. They needed to get back to everybody. "I'm going to get you to Mike, and then I'll come back and get Emily." Matt deduced.

"What? Are you fucking crazy?" Matt was taken aback from the spark of emotion, tears now flowing down Jessica's cheeks. Her voice wasn't as dead as before, but it still wasn't...human.

Matt swallowed the lump in his throat. He would not cry. He needed to look strong, because when you looked strong, others felt strong. It was a domino effect. They could all cry later.

"Maybe." Matt chuckled lightly. Jessica held his hand tighter, laughing lightly as well. This made Matt inwardly sigh in relief, at least she was okay. Well, maybe okay wasn't the right word.

Matt did not want to go back into the mines whatsoever. Not after everything he and Jessica had been through in there. But he had to find Emily. He had too.

Jessica and Matt never made it down the mountain. A helicopter had seen them, thankfully, and had picked them up from where they were. Matt was horrified the whole time that a monster would hop in while they were boarding.

But that didn't happen.

Thank God.

He and Jessica sat in the helicopter, a few people in the front, directing the helicopter. They had asked Matt if they wanted them to sit with him and Jessica-since Jessica wasn't really talking-but he had refused. He just wanted to sit with Jessica. Somebody he knew. Somebody he had experienced that with.

They were flying towards the lodge where different helicopters were hovering over. It was on fire, flames roaring as embers soared from what once was a fun place to be. Something Matt looked forward to. Now it nearly sent him straight into a panic attack.

He exhaled shakily, hoping that the others were okay. Jessica had heard him and tightened her grip on his hand, moving her head so that she was lying on his shoulder. Matt tensed for a few moments before he relaxed, thankful for Jess' compliance. If this was just everyday, there was no way Jessica would do this.

But this wasn't everyday, was it?

"Emily..." Matt mumbled as he stared out the window, Jessica still leaning on him. Hopefully nobody had been caught in the horrific fire. He squinted, trying to see through the snow, but to no avail.

"She'll be okay." Jessica reassured, giving Matt's hand a small squeeze. "Just like Mike, right? Half-woman half-amazing?" Matt chuckled, shaking his head.

"Not quite. But...I'm okay with that." Matt admitted, his lips turning upwards in a smile. Jessica sniffled, and Matt moved his hand around her.

"This doesn't hurt...right?" Matt checked, hoping she would be okay with it. Jessica just shook her head, closing her eyes as she leaned against him.

"I'll get to see him...Mike." Jessica murmured, being on the weird state of consciousness and unconsciousness before finally reaching a state of sleep. Matt decided to play along, nodding.

"Yep, you will. And you can tell him that you made it, for him." Matt continued. Jessica hummed, not moving for a few moments. At first Matt thought she had fallen asleep, but when she spoke up, it was clear she had not.

"Thanks to you...If it weren't for you..." She trailed off. It was hard to catch what exactly she was saying, but Matt had heard her.

"I don't think I would have made it without you either, Jess." Matt admitted. When she didn't respond, he assumed that this time she was actually asleep. Matt sighed in relief, readjusting so that, hopefully, Jessica would be more comfortable. At this point it didn't really matter since she was asleep.

He looked at the girl with worried eyes. This would surely take quite a hit on her psyche. She had been through a lot, the majority of it alone. Matt had come in contact with a beast, but Jessica had been so close. That was traumatic.

He leaned in slowly, not too sure what he was doing, until he came close enough to her forehead that he was breathing on it. He closed the gap, kissing her softly on the forehead.

He wasn't sure why he did it. Truthfully, he may never know. But what he did know was it was the end of something. A sealing away of the trauma he had experienced at the lodge. The lodge that belonged to Josh's family, a place that was supposed to be fun and free. With its fair share of remorse and drama, but nothing too bad.

That hadn't happened. He would give anything to have a vacation with Emily and Jess bitching at one another instead of the hell he had just experienced. But there was no going back. He couldn't change the past.

He moved away from Jessica's head, feeling slightly guilty for kissing her when she wasn't awake to stop it. Technically, it wasn't that big a deal since it was her forehead...

...There wasn't really a way to justify it.

He exhaled shakily, leaning back against the seat, closing his own eyes. Begging sleep to take him away, just for a few moments. It never happened though.

Maybe it was a good thing.

Because if he had fallen asleep, he would've missed the smile on Jessica's lips and her very, very lightly blushing cheeks.