Lee looked up at Clementine for what he was sure was going to be the very last time, he figured that he didn't take the arm off fast enough and he was already infected. Clementine looked at him with tears in her eyes and slowly turned around heading towards the back door. Lee let out a slow exhale as darkness overtook him, Clementine looked back one final time only to see Lee's body slump to the side resting his head on the radiator.
Nearly one day later Lee's eyes slowly flickered open, he let out a ragged breath and started to look around the room. Just at his feet he saw the security guard that Clementine was able to handcuff and kill while he sat helpless. He let out a deep groan of pain as his arm almost burned at any small move he made. "I'm dead, aren't I dead?" Lee thought aloud in a weak whisper. His head was pounding and his throat was burning, nothing made sense to him as he couldn't help but think that he never should have woken up.
Lee pushed forward with all his strength and nearly got to his feet before crashing back down to the floor. He took several heavy breaths and looked around the room, all he could see was the destroyed showcases for the jewelry. Suddenly his eyes bulged open, "Clem? Clementine!?" He shouted out yet it only came out as a weak gasp. He narrowed his eyes now with a new found energy and reached his one arm out towards the baseball bat right near the caved in walker skull. Lee gritted his teeth as his whole body pulsed with pain as his body was forced to stretch out.
Lee pushed through the pain and finally he felt his fingers wrap around the bat. He pulled it towards him and let out a relieved sigh while letting his body rest for a second. Using the baseball bat as a balance he tried to get up once again. His body continued to fight against him but Lee once again pushed past it all and finally got to his feet. His legs held him up, but just barely, he looked around the store once again, "Clem, are you there?" He asked again but to his fear he heard no response.
He took a step forward and immediately his legs gave out. Lee let out a little shout as he stumbled forward and luckily he was able to catch himself on the counter. He took a sharp inhale as his body tried to completely collapse under him, he gritted his teeth and once again pulled himself upright. "Come on." Lee grumbled out as he looked back towards the closed off security room. He pushed his body back off the counter and started to shuffle towards it, he started to check his pockets and let out a small sigh of relief feeling the handle of his meat cleaver still tucked between his belt and pants.
He carefully pulled out the blade and started to walk towards the door he last saw Clementine go through. He pulled the door open and grimaced as he saw a long staircase to walk up. He pushed the meat clever back into his belt and took hold of the railing and started to make his slow descent up the stairs. As he was climbing he was trying to work out how he was even alive right now, surely he wasn't infected anymore, that much was evident. Yet when he told Clementine to leave him he felt as though that was it, he was going to die any minute. He stopped taking heavy breaths as he got to the halfway point of the staircase and looked over to his stump. The bleeding had nearly stopped and Lee let out a small smile seeing that after everything he wasn't just going to bleed out.
He took a large breath and started to climb yet again, he was nearing the top and could see two doors. One lead to the roof while another lead to what he could only assume was an apartment. Just as he neared the top the railing came loose causing Lee to lose balance, mere seconds from tumbling backwards down the stairs Lee let his body fall down. He landed hardly on his stomach and slid down a few steps before halting. He let out a deep grumble before crawling up the remaining steps.
He once again pulled himself upright which would have been ever harder if not for the door handle to the apartment. He turned towards the roof access door but paused, "Clem could be in there." He thought and pulled the meat cleaver out of his belt. He turned the handle of the door and readied himself for what was to come. The door let out a creak as Lee pushed it open with his foot. He looked around and slowly entered the apartment, "Clem?" He called out softly only to hear an audible growl from behind him.
He quickly turned back and saw the rotting carcass of a women shambling towards him. "Shit!" Lee exclaimed as he weakly slammed the meat cleaver into its head, yet to Lee's horror the walker kept coming. "The hell?!" Lee yelled out confused as he tried to pull the cleaver out while backing up. Lee stumbled and fell to the ground as he ripped the meat cleaver out of its head, the walker now oozing blood from the gaping wound fell to its knees ready to rip into Lee.
Lee let out a yell and kicked the walker sending it back for a few seconds. Adrenaline was coursing through Lee's veins as he reached out and took hold of the cleaver once more. He kicked the walker a second time and sent it onto it's back. Lee let out a furious yell as he dove onto the walker and began to smash the cleaver into it's skull multiple times turning it into a gooey mush. He let out one final angry yell and put a final blow into the walker's skull, confirming it's demise.
Lee took several deep breaths as his body started to come down from the adrenaline rush. He could hear an audible sound of something wet slapping against the floor and peered over only to see his wound dripping with blood yet again. "Fuck." Lee said wide eyed. He knew that if he didn't stop the bleeding that would be it. He got to his feet and looked around the room, he saw a stove in the kitchen that was hooked up to a propane tank.
Lee stared at it fearfully before slowly making his way towards it. He let out a shaky breath as he turned the propane on as well as the stove. To his relief as well as his horror it turned on, he quickly looked around and saw a small frying pan and placed it over the small flames. While the pan started to heat up he slowly undid the bandage wrapped around his stump. His stump started to drip blood onto the pan that let out a loud hiss. Lee was shaking violently as the fear of what he was about to do finally set in. He picked up the pan after a few minutes and took long breaths.
He put his stump out straight and quickly pressed the pan onto it. Lee let out a window breaking scream of pain as the pan started to sear his wound. Lee continued to yell as his vision started to blur, he continued to press the pan onto his wound for as long as possible. It became completely closed as Lee felt his legs turn to jello and let him fall to the floor. He let out some weak sputtering breaths as his began to slip into unconsciousness once again, just as his eyes started to drift closed he heard a voice, "Lee?"
Hope you all like the first Chapter of my new story, the idea kinda just popped into my head one night and in all honesty it was the only way I could ever see Lee surviving. Anyway tell me what you think of the premise and just a little bonus this story will work it's way into season 2 eventually.