A/N: I gotta say, this is probably my favorite one so far.
Rue: to bitterly regret something.
Looking back, maybe kicking that annoying boy in the nuts wasn't a good idea. It was fun sure, but now that Ellie lived in Jackson, the reformed town that took no shit, she had to pay the price for getting into fights. Which was why she was sitting in jail at the moment. Who knew that boy was the sheriff's nephew?
Ellie sighed for what must have been the twentieth time. This wasn't her first time in solitary confinement for doing something wrong, but it was the most boring. The cell was completely bare except for a clock that didn't tick.
It eerily reminded her of another cold cell, but she forced herself to remember that this was not there, this was not then, and he was dead.
She waited for Joel, Tommy, or Maria to come rescue her from the clutches of the evil sheriff, who clearly knew nothing about revenge or justice and would regret putting her in here without a sufficient source of entertainment. It had been hours since they stuck her in here. No one came to check on her, no one came to rescue her. Yet.
Ellie pondered the possibility that they might've forgotten about their prisoner. She went to sigh again, when someone started shouting from the other room. Grinning, Ellie realized her savior was here.
"I don't care who you are, you can't just put her in there!" Joel growl/shouted. That douche of a sheriff was gonna get it, Ellie thought happily.
The door connecting the front room to the room where the prisoners where held, flew open. Joel stormed in.
"Joel! Over here," Ellie yelled, grasping the bars in excitement. He didn't look too happy, but at least it wasn't directed at her.
It took Joel a minute to find the right key. As soon as he had the correct one, the door opened in a similar manner as the other. Ellie rushed forward to embrace her adopted father.
"You took way too long," she said into his chest.
"We had to find you first, kiddo," he replied and gave her an extra squeeze. She broke the hug to stare at him curiously.
"We? Who else is there?"
"Tommy and Maria came along, too." Well, what do you know? Ellie had hoped for one of them and she got all three. Pretty cool, if she did say so herself.
They walked to the front room, where Tommy was giving the deputy and sheriff the stink eye, and Maria was standing next to a guilty looking blonde boy. Ellie recognized the jerk as the one who she attacked.
"Why's he here?" She whispered to Joel.
"Led us to you," the old man grunted.
"Oh. Well, thanks for not being an asshole again, dude," Ellie told the boy awkwardly. He nodded sheepishly and ducked his head.
"Let's go," Joel ordered, halfway to the door.
"Sure, just give me a second." She turned her attention to the sheriff and promptly punched him in the gut. The evil sheriff guy doubled over in pain.
Smiling triumphantly, Ellie followed Joel home.