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onedoesnotsimplywriteafanfic · 4 years ago

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Reunited at last (1/6)

Pairing: Sam Drake X Reader, Rafe Adler X Reader, Victor Sullivan X Daughter Reader.

Characters: Nathan Drake, Sam Drake, Rafe Adler, Victor Sullivan, Nadine, Elena, Reader

Summary: Losing someone you love takes a toll on someone. Especially when you find out that said someone isn’t really ‘’lost’’ after all. Separating yourself form family and friends abandoning what you loved to do most. Looking for treasures. But what was the use of those adventures without your best friend. Creating a whole new, boring life an old friend tricks you back into action. A friend that had betrayed you once in the past and will again in the future.

Warnings: character death, Spoilers for Uncharted 4,

Ever since I lost my best friend, with whom I was in love with, I started to lose myself. Beginning to hate the things I used to love because they reminded me of him. All those things we did together and without him, it was no use.

Never finding love again, I distanced myself from my family. Moving out to a new city, starting a new and boring ordinary life. Living alone in a two-bedroom apartment with no pets. I lost contact with my other best friend, who was like a brother to me, because I was jealous of his relationship.

For years, I’ve neglected myself and lived through a depression. That was until I started working in the local library. Little by little picking back up the broken pieces what once my life was.

Re shelving the books in the library was one of my many daily routines. The endless pile of books covering the trolley. It took me hours every day to place them back on their right shelves.

Two days a week I gave history classes to a nearby school. Because of a shortage in teachers, later this afternoon there was a class scheduled. It was a small group of fifteen students, all eager to learn. Most of the time we have I spent on teaching actual history books material. But the last half an hour I tell them a story, mostly, one of my adventures from when I was a treasure hunter. Other times the stories my dad had tolled me of his adventures.

Lost in my own thoughts I did not notice a man walking behind me. Grabbing another book from the trolley. I studied it for a second before turning around to place it back on the shelf.

The figure came in view and scared me lifeless. I let out a small scream and dropped the book I was holding. ''I am so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, love.'' The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it yet. ''It's oke.'' I said hastily, as I picked up the book. Looking back up at the figure I gasped.

A pair of green blue eyes looked back at me. ''What are you doing here?'' I asked him sternly. He looked hurt by my words. ''Please, let me explain.'' He started softly, a small hint of an American accent lurking in his voice.

Shaking my head I blew air out of my nose. ''No, there is nothing to explain, not any more. Please leave.'' I tried to hold back my tears, I was angry and lost feelings surfaced once more. He opened his mouth to speak but I stopped him. ''Save your speech Adler. Now leave, just like you did fifteen years ago.'' Toxic filled words left my lips.

I was surprised at how calm I said it and how much hate I still carried with me after all those years. ''Oke.'' His words were barely a whisper. Turning around he walked toward the exit. Looking back once, only to see that I've had already turned around and forgot about him.

Taking a deep breath and trying to collect my self I continued re shelving the books. I wanted this trolley to be empty before my class came.

It took me about thirty more minutes before the trolley was empty. Still having ten more minutes left before the students would walk into the library hall.

Taking that time to set up some things as extra paper and pens, some books and a rare artifact. The chapter we were working on was about the lost city of Tikal in Guatamala. This library was home to one of the daggers they had found.

Slowly one by one the students came walking in. ''Good afternoon miss.'' They said by entering. Once everyone was seated I greeted them all at once. ''Welcome back every body. Today I want to tell you about the lost city of Tikal.'' All eyes were on me and a small whisper arose.

One of the students rose their hand. ''Have you been there too?'' A smile formed around my lips. ''No, I have not, but my father has and I will tell all about that later. First the history than the story.'' They all nodded in agreement, barely containing their excitement.

They were most interested in the dagger, it was used in rituals and offerings. This dagger was rare but the items my dad had found were even more astonishing. He had found coins, other knives and daggers. Some things he had found, he had kept and others he had sold.

As promised I talked about my fathers story the remaining half an hour. One of the students raised their hand. ''Yes, Tobias.'' I said to the boy who raised his hand. ''Why did you stop going on these trips, you clearly love it.'' I never tolled them why I had stopped. ''I lost someone dear to me, without him, it wasn't the same any more. After his passing I went on one or two more trips but it felt wrong.'' I never talked about my past and never about him.

A silence fell in the library, one more quiet than usual. ''But I still have plenty of stories left to tell.'' I tried to lighten up to mood. Before we knew it the time was up and the students had to go back to school.

My shift at the library came to an end, I was cleaning up and getting everything ready for the night shift. My follow up would be here any minute now.

Waiting for him or her to arrive I sat behind the counter. Filling in the last paper work and helping out people with their questions and checking out books.

Once my follow up arrived I gave them a brief summary of the morning. ''There is still a huge pile of books on the trolley that need to be re shelved.'' My follow up, Alica, looked at me frowning. ''Really?'' she asked dragging her words. ''I am so sorry, I hoped I had finished before you came but I had a class to teach.'' I didn't like it to leave my work for the next person. ''It's oke, don't worry about it.'' She gave me a forgiving smile.

Giving her the keys and saying my goodbye's I left the building. My apartment was a good twenty-minute walk from the library. I could take the bus or tram but on a nice sunny day like this I rather walked.

The sun shone still bright for this time of day and the soft summer breeze stroke my cheeks. Half-way through my walk I got the feeling I was being followed. To test my theory I took one turn after the other and see whether I was being followed.

In the corner of my eyes I could see the silhouette of a man dressed in a black topcoat with his head low. I picked up my pace, not because I was scared but because I wanted to get ahead of him a little more.

Turning around the corner and then in a nearby alley I waited for the man to walk by. Once he walked by I grabbed him from behind and dragged him in the alley pushing him against the wall. ''Why are you following me!'' I demanded to know.

The man was in pain, but I didn't care. ''Please let me go.'' He said with gritted teeth. ''Why are you following me?!'' I asked again, pushing his arm I held behind his back up. ''It's me, Rafe.'' The man said but I didn't let go. ''Last chance, why are you following me.'' I said this time trough gritted teeth.

Some people never gave up, and he was one of them. ''I want to talk to you.'' Rolling my eyes, I let go of him. ''So you follow me home like a creep.'' Rafe turned around to look at me. ''Yeah, I didn't really think that one trough.'' I let out a sigh, he did have my attention now. ''Fine, there is a café near here, If you buy me coffee we can talk.'' Sometimes in life you have to make compromises and this was one of those times.

Rafe was looking relived. ''Of course.'' we walked out the alley and headed towards the café. We found an empty booth near the window, I loved to watch the outside.

Watching as how the sun slowly disappeared in the distance making place for the moon and all the stars. How the shadows expanded into the night.

For the first few minutes neither of us spoke. Being near Rafe felt weird. Fifteen years ago he had left without saying a word, leaving me broken behind. At that time I needed him and he left. ''I am sorry I left.'' he started out of the blue.

Tears started to form in my eyes, burning and trying to fight their way out. ''It's a bit to late for a sorry, don't you think.'' my voice was shaking. ''I needed you, hell you even tolled me you were there for me. That I could always count on you. Have you ever considered how it could hurt me that you left.'' fifteen years of bottled up emotions finally came out. ''Waking up every morning thinking it was all a dream, hoping that when I walked into the kitchen that I would see him, but in staid I saw you, until I didn't. Realizing I lost you too.'' I couldn't stop the tears from falling.

Avoiding eye contact, I looked out the window. A pair of hands touching mine brought me back from my thoughts. ''It was never my intention to hurt you, I thought by leaving I would do you a favor, because I was afraid you only liked me because I reminded you of Sam.'' My heart skipped a beat by hearing that name.

''Sam'' I whispered his name. I haven't spoken his name in years, even though he was always on my mind. ''But why did you came back now, after so many years?'' My voice was hoarse of crying.

''Because the guilt became unbearably, and because I need you.'' I looked at him confused, why would he ever need me for.

I couldn't think of a reason and waited for his elaboration. ''Do you remember fifteen years ago, that Sam, Nathan and me were looking for Avery's treasure.'' I never forgot, it was how I met Rafe.

Rafe already knew the Drake brothers, the three worked together in order to uncover the location of Henry Avery's lost treasure. They paid a prison guard in Spain to get in and explore the old prison located on the same grounds.

In the early hours of the morning I was woken up by the sound of my phone. Someone was calling me. Sitting straight up in bed and looking for my phone I answered. ''Hello?'' My voice was sleepy. ''This is an automatic voice message. Do you accept the charges for this call from inmate S. Drake? Located Spain.'' I was confused and scared at the same time.

In an instant I was wide awake and cold sweat broke out. ''Yes.'' I said quickly. The line went silent for a second and then connected. ''Hey doll, It's me Sam, I don't have much time but I wanted to let you know, Drake and I are fine. We are in the Panamanian prison, Spain.'' There was so much going on through my head. ''How the hell did you get in there, you know what don't answer.'' I let out a big sigh. ''I will tell my father about it.'' At the time I couldn't see the humor in it like Sam did. ''Tell Sully hey from us will you.'' And before we could say anything else the line was cut off. Letting this all sink in for a moment before waking up my father.

Soon after we took the first plain to Spain. My dad was furious at the boys and it wasn’t the best idea if he went to see them, so I took it upon myself to pay them a visit in jail. I was escorted to the yard, there on a table sat Sam and Nate, along with a third person. A young man with slicked back brown hair, strong jawline and a permanent smolder on his lips. That was the first time I met Rafe.

I nodded to his question. ''Well, after we found the cross in Spain, leading us to a Cathedral in Scotland. It didn't bring us far, the cross was damaged and well Nathan was a grieving mess. But I found out that there will be an auction in the Rossi Estate with an intact Saint Dismas cross.'' It still didn't explain why he needed me for.

I knew how much this had meant for Sam and Nate all these years' ago. It was something their mother was looking for when she was still alive, and to somehow honour here they continued her search. ''But why do you need me?'' I asked him bluntly, not wanting to dance around it any longer. ''I could use your knowledge in architecture, archaeology and treasures.'' He had a point, I did know a lot about these subjects.

For a second I considered joining, because I did miss the adventures. ''I don't know, Rafe.'' I looked at him briefly before looking down at my hands. ''Please, I need you on this one and you can't always use his death as an excuse. Think about yourself for a change. He is dead, he is not coming back, so please don't let your love for exploring die with him.'' It was true, I kept using Sam's death as an excuse.

Ever since he died, I stopped doing the one thing I loved most and that was exploring. ''Please, one last time. That is all I ask and if you still hate me afterwards you will never see me again. I promise.'' Tapping my finger on the table I thought for a quick second before saying. ''Alright, I am in.'' With the biggest smile I could produce.

It took Rafe a minute to process what I just said. ''I understand and won't bother, wait what?'' He looked at me confused and happy. ''I'm in.'' I repeated my answer. Rafe smiled from ear to ear. ''You will not regret this.'' he said softly yet serious.

At that time I couldn't think of a reason why I would regret this. If only I knew what would be waiting for me.

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