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Comphet!Abby x fem!reader
Mentions: MDNI!! 18+, angst, minor nsfw, a smidge of Abby x Owen, we love manny, tlou2 plot with changes
Plot: Reader is head over heels for Abby, but it’s until the last second Abby realizes reader is everything she’s always wanted.
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“Mel?” You murmured quietly, your voice still hoarse from crying all day. The medic in front of you looked concerned as she spoke. “I’m so sorry to bother you, I—“ she pauses and looks at your puffy face. “Are you ok? You look terrible…” she sounded genuinely worried for you, but you just shrugged it off with the usual, “Wow, thanks… but yeah, no, I’m fine. What’s going on?” You chuckle before looking at her with a concerned look.
“It’s about Owen… and Abby…” she said quietly.
“What?” You say a little quieter. See, earlier, the previous day, you had been informed that your groups former comrade, Danny, had come back dead. Owen was no where to be seen, which is odd since he was supposed to be on patrol with Danny.
Mel responded quicker, but quieter, “Abby’s missing and Issac sent out a message to the stadium that she’s gone AWOL.” You paused quicker than you processed it. AWOL? Abby? No way. She’d never piss off Isaac like that, not in a million years. What the fuck is happening. “Are you sure? I mean, that’s just– that’s not Abby.” You were utterly shocked. Amazed almost. Mel seemed to look sorry for you. As far as she, and everyone else, knew, you and Abby were just super close friends. “I know it’s a lot to process right now, but I really need your help.” She looked at you with pleading eyes, silently hoping you’d comply to her request. You had to think, at least try to manage a thought about what was happening. The WLF was slowly falling apart, especially with Isaac trying to make a new peace treaty with the scars. “Mel—“ you were about to speak, but it’s almost as if she could telepathically tell what you were about to say. “Please. It’d benefit both of us. I need Owen to be here, especially because of the baby…” she seemed to trail off, looking down at her stomach longingly. She loved Owen with her whole heart, and she loved that baby more. Everyone could tell how excited she was to be a mother, she already told everyone about the nursery she’s been planning out. As much as you disliked Owen, you understood her worries and the need for the father of her child to be here.
“Ok, I’ll help.” You replied with a deep sigh, realizing you don’t even have time to recover from the pounding headache you had. Crying was nice every once in a while, but shit man…
“Thank you so much, uhm… I’ll let you get ready. I’ll be in the cafeteria.” She was probably the sweetest woman you’ve ever met, how polite. She smiled warmly and gave a small wave as she takes her leave, walking down the hall. You grumbled under your breath about how this is bullshit and close the door.
After changing into your dark chocolate colored cargos, a simple white tee, and a heavy jacket, you went to slip on your boots. Standing up straight, you huffed before snatching up your backpack and walking out the door. As you were locking the dorm up, Manny came up and gave a simple tap on the shoulder. “Hey there Señorita.” You jumped, nearly dropping your keys. You were too distracted, thinking of Abby, that you didn’t notice him. “Jesus fucking Christ, Manny!” A huff escaped your lips as you turned to face him with a not so pleasant frown on your face. “Sorry sorry, but uh, where are you off to?” His accent slipped right off his tongue as he spoke to you. It almost reminded you of the day he painfully asked you out right in front of Abby without his knowledge of you two being together… yikes.
“Gotta take care of some business.” You didn’t know if you should tell him or not. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust him, it’s that you didn’t want him to worry. You know he cares for you, Mel, and especially Abby, him being one of the more compassionate friends you had in your group.
“Ah, got it. Well, whatever it is, good luck amiga. May your survival be long.” “And may my death be swift.” You say with a gentle smile, giving him a small wink before walking off. Manny continued off to wherever he was walking to (probably another hook up).
You reached the mess hall after briefly saying hi to a few of the rookies passing by. They seemed so cheerful, full of life. If only they knew how quickly that would all go away after just a few missions… sad.
Mel looked to be eating a simple meal, something along the lines of a ham and cheese sandwich with a bottle of water. Lord only knew if she was actually fulfilling those pregnancy cravings with something as boring as that; especially after her recent confession of wanting to have onion slices with salad dressing.
“Hey Melon…” you sit down beside her, watching her set her sandwich down and face you. “Oh, hey! That was fast.” A breathy chuckle escaped her lips as she talked, but sounded more awkward than genuine. “Yeah, just needed to throw on better clothes. So, what’s the plan?” She looked at you with a sly look, waving for you to lean closer, and you did. “Well, medical staff is running out of supplies.” You didn’t know if it was the burning in your eyes from the tears, or the headache that prevented you from seeing her point, so you just looked at her with a blank expression. A sigh escaped from her mouth, but that sweet smile was still there. Patient as always. “They cleared us for a patrol, meaning we don’t have to sneak out.” A small “Oh.” came from you when you realized. Patient and smart, Owen had a package deal on his hands.
With a nod, a truck, and a dream, you guys somehow made it to the aquarium. Thankfully unscathed and in one piece. It didn’t take long to get inside, seeing as Mel has been there plenty of times.
As you guys were walking through a voice rang out. “Hey!” It echoed through the hollow walls of the aquarium, the blue hue shinning through the glass. Owen appeared, rounding the corner with a smile. He appeared as if nothing had even happened, as if he didn’t disappear for almost a week. As if his partner didn’t come back dead with no trace of Owen to be found. As if he didn’t leave his pregnant girlfriend with no sign he was even alive.
“Owen…” she was surprised, how couldn’t she be. You stood there almost dumbfounded, remembering what the last thing you and Abby talked about was. This was awkward for you now. “Where were you? Why didn’t you come back? Why—“ she was about to continue on, we worried state of mind clearly getting to Owen because he immediately rushed to her. “Hey, hey, I know… I’m sorry..” he cupped her face gently, lovingly, and all you did was stand there silently, feeling uncomfortable. She clearly wasn’t having it considering she snatched his hands off of her face, looking annoyed. “No, Owen. You left me, you didn’t let anyone know anything and know you expect me to be fine?” Her tone wasn’t angry, more so disappointed and confused. “I didn’t mean to make you upset, I just… I couldn’t come back. Things happened, and Danny..” he trailed off, Mel looking at him, waiting for his explaination. “Shit went down and I’ll explain. Just, please calm down?” He seemed to want to reason but she just wasn’t having it. Yet, through all of this, you couldn’t help but just stare at that oh so clear looking glass. Little did you know that after looking away, Mel soon turned her back to Owen and walked past you. He quickly rushed after her, determined to explain himself, to get her to understand his situation.
But then, the three of you heard a very familiar voice ring through the aquarium; it was seemingly yelling for Owen. “Hey, Owen, wake up!” Was heard throughout the many hollow walls and glasses. You turned your body, following closely behind Mel and Owen, rounding the corner. “I’m here!” He screamed out to the person, and as you followed, now beside him and Mel on you’re other side, you saw none other than–
“Abby?” You looked at her confused. Not even because the first place she’d go to is her ex boyfriend’s place, but because she had two scars with her…
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Hey… I have NOT been on here in a bit and it’s now April… oops. But you know, I still finished this anyways. There might be 4 parts but I’m not sure right now, I’m just going with whatever.
