If you had been paying attention, this should come as no surprise to you. If you're wondering what happened to Jemma, it's coming in a couple of chapters. I didn't disregard the fact she's sick. She feels ill, but still functions. Anyway. Thanks for reading, and I'll update soon! :)

"It's not what you think," Joel said, and jumped off the bed.

Ellie walked into the room, and threw a photograph in front of Jemma. She looked at it, and a look of shock came over her face.

"You little shit!" She yelled, and stood up. "What the fuck were you doing, going through my stuff?!" Jemma grabbed Ellie by the shoulders. "You think I'm hiding something from you?!"

Ellie pushed her off. "Where did you get that?!" She pointed to the photo.

Joel picked it up. It was of a small family. A woman, in her twenties, with long auburn hair and light green eyes. She had a young face, but wore heavy makeup in an attempt to look older. The man she was with was much older than her. He was fair skinned, but it had a golden hue to it. He had elegant facial features, and he immediately knew he was Jemma's father. Then, he saw a young Jemma. She wore disturbingly adult clothes; her outfit was more put together than her mother's. Her hair was much lighter then, but he could still tell it was her, mostly from the attitude she was giving the camera.

He flipped it over. It read, 'Anna, Cicero, and Jemma- Chicago, 2013.' He flipped it over again. There was something about them, the adults looked so familiar to him, but he couldn't place what.

"It's her parents," Joel said, and handed the photo back to Ellie. "See for yourself."

"Look at her," Ellie pointed to the woman. "Her name's Anna."

"Yeah, my mother's name was Anna."

Ellie looked back from Joel to Jemma. Her face was frantic, almost. "That's my mother's name."

Joel shook his head. "What're you tryin' to say?"

She held the picture up to her face. "She looks like me."

"Oh, my God." Jemma hesitated. "That's not possible."

Joel started putting things together. Ellie was immune, Jemma was immune. As he looked at them both, he realized they had similar facial features. They could definitely be sisters. And Joel did the math in his head. From what Jemma had told him, her mother could have left while she was pregnant with Ellie. The times matched. And the woman in the photo did look like Ellie. Even the man, he could see the facial structure there. It was possible.

"How else can you explain it?" He asked. "You're both immune, which is rare enough-"

Jemma interrupted. "What? She's immune? You didn't want to say anything about that?"

Ellie looked as confused as Jemma. "What else aren't you telling us, Joel?"

"You could be sisters. I'm just talking about facts here." He didn't want to get away from the subject of their whole conversation.

Jemma sat down on the bed. Her head was foggy, and the conversation wasn't making it any better. "Did you know anything about your mother, Ellie?"

She shook her head. "Just, she knew this woman, Marlene, and she took care of me when my mother took off."

"Wait. Your mother left you?"

Ellie nodded.

"That bitch. I thought she died. What a whore. She did that to us, then you.

"Marlene was our neighbor, back before the outbreak. My father told me she went bat shit crazy after everything went down. She was dark, and had really curly hair. If it's the same woman we're talking about, of course." Jemma could hardly believe it.

"I didn't really know her that well. I think it's the same Marlene. With the Fireflies, you know." Ellie said.

Jemma closed her eyes. "Fuck, how did this happen? How is this even possible?"

Joel sat down next to Jemma, facing Ellie. "Coincidence."

"It's not coincidence, Joel," she said. "It was supposed to happen, God allowed it to happen. He knew that we needed to meet each other, and so he put us on this path."

"Don't get all religious on me."

"I'm just saying. Everything happens for a reason. Mere coincidence doesn't make any sense, whatsoever."

Ellie handed the picture back to Jemma. "So, what do you think?" She asked.

"About?"

"Us."

"Well, the both of us..." Jemma looked down at the photo. "We are sisters, I guess. It's just a lot to digest right now."

Ellie leaned over, and gave Jemma a hug. Ellie held her tightly, and she could feel Jemma stiffen under her.

"Ellie, stop, you'll make me throw up." She pulled away, and stood up. "I'm really tired. Come and get me when it's dinner time,"

...

Ellie was ecstatic. She had a sister! A sister who fell out of the sky, unexpectedly, but, a sister! She wasn't as happy about the sister part as she was about the family part. Ellie wasn't alone, and that made her feel better.

Jemma wasn't as excited, but Ellie didn't care. She just went through some things in Jemma's room, and there the picture was. Immediately, Ellie could recognize herself in Anna's picture. That was the only time she had seen her mother. She was better than she thought. And her dad. Ellie couldn't believe that was her dad! They were so happy looking.

But, she had a sister! Ellie couldn't stop thinking about it- she was overjoyed. And that it was Jemma, of all people! She liked her so much, but Ellie couldn't help but think she was hiding something from them. It didn't matter much, Jemma was awesome, and that's all she cared about.

Joel looked dazed.

"What's up?" Ellie asked, and leaned on the wall.

"Ellie..." He sighed. "I need to tell you about some things."

"Like?"

"What happened back in Salt Lake."