The rain was unrelenting, it poured over the entire town, and blocked out the sun. Everybody had already ran inside of their houses to avoid the downpour, safe and cozy inside. Except, one person still stood outside, perhaps an act of defiance, perhaps an act of stupidity.
Jack stood out in the rain, staring at the clinic. Or more accurately, staring at the sign on the door of the clinic. He seemed to be in a state of disbelief, eyes focusing in and out. He was in bad shape, breathing ragged, clothes muddy, and he was beginning to have a sneezing fit.
"How could I forget the closing time!!" Jack shouted to the sky, as if he expected an answer. He frowned, as his question was met with more rain. He cradled his rucksack in his arms, as if protecting something important. "Why the hell do they have to be closed so early!? It doesn't make sense! I mean, say I hurt my ankle in the forest in the afternoon? What am I gonna do then? I can't just pop on in over at the clinic and..." He continued to drone on, possibly mad from the chilling cold. "..I'm sorry, you can't because it's CLOSED!!" He staggered for a second, trying to catch his breath.
The rain continued to pour, choosing not to spare the unfortunate farmer. Instead, the rain only fell harder upon it's sole victim's head.
"Ugh... I'm feeling..." Jack began to sway left and right, face flushed with fever. Finally, he couldn't deal with his own weight anymore, and collapsed on the hard ground. "...sleepy." He muttered, as his eyes began to draw shut. The sounds of the rain around him began to dull, a soothing booming surrounded him. "I should really... get... a watch." His eyes fell shut.
"Huh? Is that... Jack!? Are you okay!? Jack? Jack!!"
Jack heard a voice call out to him. Such a warm and soothing voice. 'It must be an angel.' Jack thought to himself, as his consciousness faded out. 'Such a beautiful voice.'
"Ah! I died!" Jack shouted, shooting straight up out of his bed. "Wait a minute..." He looked where he was currently seated. "This is the clinic's bed." He paused for a moment to think. "Why would I be in the clinic's bed? Unless... oh no." He slowly turned to look to his side.
Through the thick curtains that surrounded the bed, Jack could see a woman picking small bottles out of a cabinet. Her short brown hair bounced and swayed, as she furiously grabbed each different medicine. Her face was decorated with an unhappy frown, eyes slightly narrowed, a small crease on her forehead.
"Shit..." Jack muttered quietly. He felt a small bead of cold sweat move down his back. He began to shake in silent terror. "I'm sure it'll be fine. I mean, this is Elli we're talking about." He tried to comfort himself.
"Jack!" Jack was startled out of his hysteria by an assortment of bottles being slammed on a table nearby him. "I'm glad to see that you're awake, Jack." Elli's glare became increasingly intense, eyes boring into Jack's turned-away head.
"E-Elli! Fancy meeting you here." Jack weakly muttered. 'Why does my head feel like it's being bored into?'. "I didn't expect to see you in these parts of the neighborhood. Hehe." He chuckled weakly, silently praying under his breath.
"Don't give me that Jack." She screwed off the top of one of the green bottles, pouring the medicine into a small plastic holder. "I found you collapsed outside of the clinic!" She seemed to only be getting angrier. "What have I told you about overworking yourself!?" She demanded an answer.
"W-Well, there's a very good explanation for all of this." Jack squeaked, wondering if he could bolt out of the door. 'No way, she's fast like a cheetah!'
"Drink." She demanded.
"What?" Jack asked.
"Drink this. You got yourself sick from standing in the rain." She pushed the small container towards him, eyes daring him to say no.
"I think I'm okay." Jack laughed, trying not to blanch in disgust. "I'm going for that "All-Natural" way of healing. You know, just crops and good old sunshine." He gave a weak smile, before breaking into a coughing fit.
"I said drink." Her frown grew, and her eyes left no room for argument.
"Yes Mam!" He shouted, downing the medicine in one gulp. He came close to returning the same medicine, but managed to hold it down. "I think you're trying to kill me." He wheezed, trying to forget about the taste.
"I think you've already done a good job yourself." Her eyes softened a small bit. "Why aren't you more careful? I get worried about you when you do things like this."
He didn't give an immediate reply, instead thinking of how beautiful she looked at that moment. But, soon enough, the emotion of guilt kicked in. "It-It's not like I was trying to upset you or anything." He coughed, averting his eyes.
"Well then stop doing things like this." Her eyes continued to pile the guilt upon him. "You're not invincible. You need to take more care of yourself."
"Alright, alright!" Jack closed his eyes, missing a sly grin on Elli's face. "Just, no more guilt trip, okay?"
"Fine." Elli quickly broke into a smile.
Jack once again found himself stricken dumb from Elli's beauty. It was no wonder that he'd been so enamored with her for such a long time. "So..." He started. "Where are my clothes?" He said, looking at the patient gown he was wearing. "And where's Doctor?" He looked for the man.
"Normally he does these things, but I think he was too tired of treating you." Elli gave a thoughtful look. "So I agreed to take care of you. He's upstairs sleeping right now." She smiled.
"Hey! I only passed out last time because Karen said there was no way I could down ten beers!" Jack shouted, he shut up once he saw the look on Elli's face.
"As for your clothes..." Elli's face began to mirror Jack's previous one. "I, kinda had to remove them. They were so wet from the rain." She stared at the fascinating tiling of the clinic floor.
"Oh." Jack said dumbly, uncertain of what words would save him from further embarrassment.
"So!" Elli started, rather loudly. "What were you doing in front of the clinic anyways?" Elli tried to seem uninterested.
"Well, I was coming to see you, but I must have lost track of time." Jack rubbed the back of his head. "So... I kinda stood outside for a while, and I guess I forgot it was raining."
Elli stared at him.
"Well it wasn't raining this morning!" Jack shouted in his defense.
"I've told you before that if it's important or raining, then I'll be fine with letting you in." Elli sighed. "Doctor may seem mean at times, but he's really a nice guy."
Jack's face now held both disbelief, and jealousy. "Oh, I guess I must've forgotten." He laughed sheepishly.
"Jack," Elli's face became sad again. "You just didn't want to cause problems for me again, right?"
"Urk!" Bull's eye.
"Let's forget that for now though." Elli unscrewed another bottle. "As punishment for being so careless, you have to take all this medicine without anything to get rid of the taste." A somewhat cruel grin donned her visage.
Jack eyed the door once again.
"You know you can't outrun me Jack." Elli grinned.
"Alright, fine." Jack sighed. "But just this once." He laid back, and closed his eyes, listening to the sound of Elli's movement.
As Elli was pouring more medicine into the container, she noticed Jack's rucksack laying on the ground nearby. 'I wonder why he was cradling it when I found him.' Elli thought. She decided to take a small peak, and opened the bag.
Inside of the bag sat a large pot, honey glistening inside. Some had spilled when Jack had fallen, and the insides of the bag were sticky now.
Elli carefully took the pot out of the bag, staring at it the entire time. "Honey..." She muttered to herself.
"Don't worry Elli!" Jack exclaimed. "I just think you have a unique sense of taste." He smiled at her.
"It's okay Jack." Elli gave a small frown. "It doesn't bother me that I don't have a sense for flavor."
Jack frowned back, unhappy with her answer. "Tell you what!" Jack perked up. "When my bees make their first batch of honey, I'll bring it right to you! It'll be so sweet, even you'll be able to tell."
Elli continued to stare at the jar, before breaking out into a deep smile.
"Ptooey!" Jack spat, as he downed another dose of medicine. He had noticed Elli seemed busy, so he was taking the punishment himself.
"Jack." Elli walked in front of the gagging farmer. "I suppose I can let you have something to go with that medicine." She smiled.
"Really!?" Jack perked up immediately. "What!?"
"Honey." Elli smiled, holding the jar in front of her. Suddenly, she began to move forward, face growing increasingly red.
"Umm.. Elli? What is it?" Jack asked nervously, as she drew closer.
"You're right Jack." Elli smiled, despite her deep-red face. "It really is sweet."
"Wha-." Jack found himself cut off, as Elli drew him into a full-blown kiss.
Elli pulled back incredibly fast, too embarrassed to continue. "S-Sorry about that! It's just...Jack?"
Jack could not hear her apologies. The sudden shock had managed to knock him unconscious again. He slept with an enormous smile on his face.
Elli heaved a sigh. "What am I gonna do with you?" She asked, before tasting another bit of honey.
Alright! Third story started, and I'm feeling good!
This is a series of stories between Elli and Jack. The universe might change between stories though(You know, the different HM games.) So I hope that's okay. Most will be one-shots, but I might have a few be multi-chapter. I plan on more of them to be longer though, this is just an initiation chap really.
Elli was the very first wife I ever chose in HM, and I've been a big fan ever since. Although, I feel alone in this fandom from time to time. But that doesn't matter.
I wish I could say more, but I'm a little sleepy right now. I'll talk more in the next chapter.
So please, bear with me, enjoy the read, forgive me for the terrible mistakes or OOC moments, let me know how I'm doing, and let's look into these chapters of Jack and Elli.