@mystivorous apoc based starter for elliot
she stares out the window, eyes fixed on the street below. they are several floors up in this apartment building, ten floors to be exact. the higher the level, the safer they were. the dead roam the streets below, in a constant search for fresh meat. it’s been a year since the outbreak happened, and olivia still can’t quite believe this is how their lives turned out. everything had been going so good, she had finally after years of wanting become a mother to the most precious boy. only one year old and the world he should have grown up in fell apart. noah was now two, and currently asleep in his crib in the other room. he was safe with the watchful eye of the stabler children, but olivia still worried about how long that safety would last.
she turns her head to look over her shoulder as elliot approaches. she owes him so much. olivia was capable as a survivor, she had the same training as him, she could be ruthless when she had to be. but when things went to hell, she was a new mother to an infant. without elliot’s help she doesn’t know if she would be here today. he came for her when things descended into chaos. he rescued her, he got her and noah out safe. it was a debt she would never be able to repay.
she couldn’t help herself, as she reaches out and wraps her arms around him. it was unexpected, unprompted, but she felt an overwhelming surge of emotion. the end of the world will do that to a woman. ❝ thank you. ❞ she whispered, pulling back and she can’t stop the blush from coloring her cheeks. she felt a little foolish, she always did when she let her emotions get the better of her. ❝ sorry… i was just thinking about when all of this started. i wouldn’t have made it if you didn’t come find me. my son is alive because of you, and… i guess maybe the lack of sleep is catching up to me. ❞
