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Liesel's Thoughts

Joel's Thoughts

Ellie's Thoughts

A/N 2: Edited 19/10/13


Chapter 4: Start of Fall

After a few weeks, Liesel had finally healed enough to do things on her own again, much to her relief. Cabin Fever was making all them twitchy and irritable. Even though she still found Joel just as attractive as when she first saw him, she didn't like his attitude. They couldn't see eye-to-eye on anything, except on the importance of protecting Ellie. The second they'd told her about the teen's immunity, she'd jumped onto the bandwagon, declaring she was joining the duo in their mission.

Whether they like it or not.


Liesel was really talkative, had hyperactive-tendencies, a habit of making faces whenever she met someone's gaze awkwardly, and she talked to herself whenever she was thinking, which was most of the time. She drove Joel crazy. He'd thought Ellie was annoying and chatty, but the young woman had her way beat. Liesel was so much worse that the teenager; because she made a point of trying to set him off, just to entertain herself.

At least she isn't crazy like Bill.

Now that she was strong enough, he was sitting in front of her, interrogating her. Liesel had respect for the fact he'd waited to do this, but her expression showed it still annoyed her nonetheless.

"So, how old are you?" he asked. She glared at him.

"Wow... Aren't you Mr. Eloquent. Didn't your Mama teach you that askin' a woman her age is bad manners?" she said sarcastically.

"I don't care about f***in' manners. Just answer the d**n question!" he growled, patience already thin from arguing with Ellie earlier that day. She rolled her eyes.

"I'm 19. Born just after this sh** hit the fan. How old are you, grandpa?" she countered.

"Watch it girl." he warned, "I'm only old enough enough to be you're father."

"Ooooh, how intimidating. So you're like what? 56?"

"51." he answered, "Got anybody you're looking for outside the quarantine zones?" he asked, trying to change the subject. Liesel's expression instantly sank. Success

"Those fat a** Hunters killed my little sister, Lindy, right after our group entered the city. She was all the family I had left. My parents and 2 baby brothers were killed by Infected when they breeched Philadelphia around 2 years ago. My sister & I had been wandering our way west when we joined the same group as Henry and Sam." Joel felt for the woman, but kept himself indifferent. He had just one more question.

"So," he questioned, "can I- we," he corrected, "count on you?" She made a face at him.

"That's the stupidest question I've ever heard!" she shouted, "I didn't get shot for the hell of it, ya f***in' a**hole! Duh you can count on me! Moron!" Her face was red with anger. He quickly tried to appease her.

"No. You know what I meant. Quit wailin' like a bratty toddler bout it."

"Shut up. You d******-bag." he rolled his eyes, and left the room after that. There was no more talking going to happen with her as pissed off as she was.

It just keeps gettin' better and better...


A/N: Go back and read chapters 1 & 3. I redid and corrected stuff, and it changes things. You need to read chapter 3 especially. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll try making them longer, but by writing short ones I update faster. Review!

~Afrika