A/N: Hey. I know it's been a while since I updated my E&P, but I needed a break from writing it because it felt like everything I was writing was crappy. So I wrote this instead, because I love Both the Walking Dead and The Last of Us. It's a crossover with Ellie and Clem. I hope that you don't mind the fact that it is not E&P or Scorose. They are coming soon. Hopefully. P.S. This is a oneshot, unless you guys want more. I just wanted to try writing something different for a change. Enjoy!

"Who are you?" Clementine growled, holding her gun in her trembling hands. The store she was in was empty, no food, no water, no medicine, but at least there were no walkers. The girl at gunpoint looked a little nervous though, as if she was expecting one to pop out at any time.
"I... I'm Ellie." She said, quietly. "Look, kid-"
"I am not a kid." Clem interrupted.
"I don't want to hurt you. I promise." She held her hands out in a gesture of surrender, letting her axe drop to the floor with a thud. "But there is a herd outside. I need a place to hide. So please, just let me stay here until they leave, and then I'll go." As if on cue, the door rattled as the walkers banged against it. Ellie took an involuntary step forwards, away from the door as the hinges groaned in protest. Clem lifted the gun higher, aiming it at Ellie's head. "Please." Said Ellie, "Don't make me go out there."
"Fine." Clem responded coldly, "But you leave the axe there."
"But it's my axe! Come on kid, I'm gonna be defenceless if a fucking clicker comes in here-"
"Clicker?" Said Clem cautiously.
"Yes, now let me have my goddamn axe." Ellie said, frowning.
"Fine, have your axe." Clem replied.
"Thank you!"
"I wasn't finished. Take your axe, unlock the door and go out there. Hack your way through the herd." Said Clem with a glare that could have turned milk sour. if there was any milk left that wasn't sour already. Ellie frowned, but she walked away from her axe and started to push a shelf against the door. The shelf squeaked against the linoleum floor of the gas station, but that didn't drown out the sudden cries coming from a box in the corner. Ellie stopped pushing.
"What was that?" Said Ellie, looking around, suddenly alert. Clem didn't answer. Instead, she rushed towards the box and pulled out a blue bundle. Ellie nearly fainted when she caught sight of the tiny hands reaching towards Clem's face.
"Holy shit. You have a baby?"
"No. He's a robot."
"Holy shit." she repeated, abandoning the shelf and walking towards the squirming blue blanket. 'If you don't mind me asking, why do you have a baby? No offence kid, but you're... a kid."
"He's not mine. His name is A.J. And for the last time, I'm not a kid." Ellie was jolted back to reality as the door rattled loudly. The screws were coming loose.
"You gotta help me." Ellie said, rushing towards the shelf and starting to push. Clem put A.J back in his 'crib' (a box) and rushed to help Ellie. The door squeaked as the moans of the walkers from outside grew louder.
"Shit. Shit shit shit. Push harder!" Ellie shouted as they struggled to move the shelf. The sound of glass shattering made A.J cry, but they carried on pushing the shelf as he wailed. They grunted as they gave the shelf one last shove until the door was safe. Clem rushed over to A.J, but Ellie rushed to her axe.
"I said-"
'Shut up." said Ellie, her voice low. A.J sniffled in Clem's arms as she hurried to shush him, sensing the danger. Ellie crept towards the stock room door, quiet clicks filling the air. She gently pulled open the door, and standing directly in front of her was the biggest clicker she had ever seen. The fungus filled its entire face, the only thing left working was its mouth, where rotting teeth glistened with blood. Upon seeing it, Clem let out a cry. A.J started to scream, scared by Clem's reaction, and it's head snapped around. It started towards Clem, who was holding A.J tightly to her chest with one hand, and holding a gun with the other. She fired at its head. Click. The sound echoed, but it was not the clicker. It was Clem's empty gun. It drew nearer to them as Clem trembled. It was almost close enough to bite, when a red blur flew past her head and landed straight in its skull. it dropped to the floor with a thud at Clem's feet, and Ellie rushed forwards.
"I told you, the axe would be necessary." Said Ellie with a slight smile as she yanked it out of the clicker's head. Clementine, still shaking, smiled back.
"That was a clicker?" said Clementine.
"Yeah. Wait until you see a bloater. You'd better not scream next time." Clem grew pale.
"A... A bloater?' She said quietly
"Yup. Ugly as hell, but slow. Pretty fat. I wouldn't worry. I've survived my fair share of Bloater attacks. I'm not bitten yet." Said Ellie, her voice wavering as she spoke the last sentence. Clem, however, didn't notice. She was too busy with A.J. Ellie pulled her sleeve down her arm as she flopped onto an old sofa in the staff room.
"Hey kid, wanna hear a joke?"

Night was falling by the time the walkers had lost interest, and by that time, Clem and Ellie were pretty well acquainted. As the banging died down, Clem stood up and pulled her backpack onto her shoulder.
"I'd better get going." Said Clementine, lifting a sleeping A.J from his little box. He opened his eyes a little as he looked up at Clem.
"Hey little guy," She said softly, brushing his short baby hair away from his face. He smiled a little toothless grin at her sleepily, and then his eyelids drooped again. In seconds, he was asleep in her arms. Clem's face lit up as she turned to Ellie.
"That's the first time he's ever smiled at me." She said.
"Glad I got to see it, Kid." Ellie replied, smiling a little too.
"Well, see you, I guess."
"See ya later, Alligator." Ellie said. Clementine was silent as she turned away. "Come on, kid. You gotta finish it! Don't leave me hanging."
"In a while, crocodile." Clementine said unenthusiastically, but smiling nonetheless. She turned to leave, and the door banged shut behind her. Ellie sat in silence in the once again empty store. The flickering candlelight cast shadows across the room, and Ellie sighed. Every time she found something to survive for, to keep fighting for, she lost it. Although she wouldn't admit it, she missed company. She missed Joel. She missed Riley. And now she missed the kid, the one who had held her at gunpoint, mocked her and her precious axe and cut her metaphorically with snarky comments. The one who shared her food and water and stories and warmth with her. She sure as hell wasn't going to let this kid leave her. She stood up, quickly gathering her things, and then slung her backpack over her shoulders. The door banged in the wind as she rushed down the cracked pavement after a little black dot in the distance. She wasn't going to lose this time.