AN: Hiya everyone, can't get enough of Drake and Elena so I'm carrying on their story. Set after Uncharted 2 so you should probably have finished that first, or at least know what happens and don't care about spoilers :P

Disclaimer: I don't own Nate, or Elena, or Sully, or whoever else. That privilage goes to Naughty Dog.

Anyway please enjoy and please review, even if its just a sentence, it brightens my day :D

Shadowed

Elena awoke from her sleep feeling very, very drowsy. Groggily she looked over at the alarm clock to see it read 4.03am. She still had a few hours sleep left. She could hear Nate's deep breathing next to her so she tried to settle back down and fall asleep to the rhythm of his breathing patterns. It didn't work and within minutes she had leapt out of bed and threw her head into the toilet bowl. Retching up god only knows what she tried to hold her hair up with her free hand that wasn't gripping the seat. Nate came up behind her clad in his pyjama pants and took over the job of holding her hair and began rubbing her back soothingly.

"What did you eat?" Nate joked, trying to sound sympathetic.

In between retches, Elena managed to say, "I have no idea. Urrgh…" She threw her head back into the toilet, flushing every minute or so.

After fifteen minutes or so her stomach began to calm down, and after brushing her teeth, Nate tucked Elena back into bed before settling in beside her. When morning came around Nate was up and dressed and brought in a cup of coffee. He kissed her before handing her the cup. It smelt revolting, forcing a smile she set it on the bedside table. "Thanks. I might see if I can stomach it in a minute."

"Sure, now I've called your boss for you letting him know you've been sick so you're spending the day in bed."

Relaxing back into the pillows she smiled; "Sounds like fun."

Nate grinned. "And as much as I would love to join you I've got a lot of research to get through. I'll just be in the living room if you need me so try and get some more sleep."

Elena smiled as she shut her eyes again. Nate always tried to take good care of her. The grenade scare in Tibet had really gotten to him; even though it was almost a year ago now. She managed to sleep until lunchtime before feeling restless so Elena got up and showered and dressed. She then went into the bathroom again and opened up the bathroom cupboard. 'How strange is it that the answer to such an important question can be found by peeing on a stick?' She thought. 'Here goes nothing…' after using the test and then pacing around the bathroom for three minutes she looked at the result. Two lines. Looking from the box to the test and back to the box she was stunned. Two lines is a positive result. She was suffering morning sickness. They were having a baby.

Elena slowly walked into the living room where Nate was sprawled over maps and open books across the floor.

"Nate?"

He looked up. "Oh there you are." He jumped up. "I'm just heading out you want me to pick you up anything?"

She shuffled uncomfortably. "Actually, there's something I need to talk to you about."

"I'll be one hour I'm just going to meet Sully I need to throw some idea's past him…"

"…It's important." Elena cut him off.

By her tone Nate knew she was serious. He walked over to her, "Tell you what, I'll be one hour tops, then I'll come back here, cook something nice and we can have a nice long discussion, you'll have my full attention. Whaddya say?"

She folded. "One hour?"

"One hour I promise." He kissed the top of her forehead before grabbing his bag and heading out the door.

Twenty minutes after Nate had left Elena had settled down on the couch to rest when she heard some noises coming from the street. She got up and crossed to the window to see three men trying to break into the apartment. Panicking for a minute Elena went into the bedroom and opened up the wardrobe, Nate kept a gun in there for protection. Loading it she grabbed her cell phone and dialed Nate's number.

"For once in your life Nate pick up," He usually had it switched off or on silent when he was working. She cursed as it ticked over to the answer phone. She crouched down, hiding behind the doorway.

"Nathan Drake here, I'm either hanging off a cliff-face or being shot at right now, but leave me a message and I'll get back to you when I have a minute to catch my breath."

Nate sat at Sully's bar when he looked at the clock. "Oh wow, an hour and a half, I'm gonna get it from Elena now." He joked. As he looked for his phone he said to Sully, "You know, I can't be sure but I think I'm being followed, I've had that weird 'you're being followed' vibe for a couple of weeks now. Oh shit." He said as he saw one missed call from Elena on his screen. Dialling into the answer phone Sully watched as Nate's face turned pale.

"Nate, there are three men breaking into the apartment, and they are big. For God's sakes pick up…pick up, pick up, pick up." He could hear men's voices in the background, and then a struggle. He heard Elena groan as the phone was forced out of her hands followed by a gunshot, then a second shot was fired and the message went dead.

AN: I know it's short, there's more written but it's late and I wanted to test the waters to see what people think. If you wanna read more, make sure u tell me. :D