Clementine ran as she heard the moan of walkers. She couldn't find Christa and Omid. Lee had just died, after asking her to put a bullet in his brain. It was too much.
Suddenly she was brought down by a walker, she screamed, getting out her gun.
Click.
Oh no. There was no ammo. Clementine closed her eyes preparing to feel the walker bite into her flesh. But instead heard a gun shot and felt blood splatter onto her face.
"C'mon kid, let's go!" Above her was a teenage girl who had a M19 pistol on her belt along with 2 knifes.
They ran as fast as they could, they ended up going into a abandoned house.
"Why the hell are you by yourself?" The girl asked.
Then Clementine spilled the whole story, how they were at the motor inn, the St. John's, Savannah, and the stranger, how Lee cut off his arm.
The girl, known as Hailey, looked at her in shock a 9 year old had to go through that. Terrible. Just Terrible.
"We've all been through a lot." Hailey said.
She took out a photo and showed it to Clementine. There was a boy about Clementine's age, two little girls, and a mom and dad with Hailey holding the little girls, smiling.
"My two sisters died at a restaurant, the chef came out and bit their faces off. My mom, Dad, and brother, with me went to my grandpas he bit my mom, she bit my dad, and my brother got eaten by my dad. It was terrible, luckily I knew how to drive, I've been on my own ever since."
Clementine's eyes widened. They both knew what it was like. She knew they'd be great friends.
2 Years Later
Clementine watched Hailey poke at the fire. Hailey's brown hair was in a messy ponytail, her brother's old Iron Man hat on her head like usual, her purple hoodie was a little tight on her.
"Hailey, please talk to me."
Hailey tended to the fire muttering stuff like, "this isn't going to work" and "damn it this wood is too wet"
"I miss Lee."
Hailey looked at Clementine, with sad eyes.
"I know how you feel, I miss my brother."
Hailey sighed and looked down at her stomach, Ethan, her boyfriend who had been 1 year older, convinced her to have sex with him, now she was pregnant. Only 15.
"Maybe it'll look just like you." Clem suggested.
"I don't want them to live in this. I don't want a baby."
Suddenly Ethan returned, with some more firewood, it was somehow dry.
"Now you'll actually eat, no need to thank me." He said.
"Stop acting so cocky." Hailey went over and kissed his cheek.
Clementine smiled at them. They reminded her so much of Christa and Omid, it was crazy.
Ethan didn't look anything like Omid though, he had red hair and green eyes. He did joke a lot though.
That night they ate a good cooked weasel, it was surprisingly good, but Hailey was very good at cooking stuff like this. Maybe it'd work good for them Clementine had been with the two for 2 years after all.
She was wrong.
Clementine woke up and saw that Hailey and Ethan were already up.
"Hey sleepy head." Ethan said, smiling.
"What time is it?" Clementine asked.
Hailey looked at the watch on her wrist, it used to be her father's.
"Almost 11:30." Hailey replied.
"What, why didn't you wake me up?!"
"We want you to still sort of be a kid." Ethan replied.
Clementine sighed. "Let's just keep going towards Wellington."
"I agree we should start going." Hailey replied.
"Let's go."
As they were walking, Hailey needed to stop. She was exhausted and the baby wasn't helping at all.
She knew how to take care of a baby, luckily, but she was so scared, what would happen to it? Would it be dead? Would she die having it? She was so confused.
"Holy shit." Ethan said, looking at the river.
"What?" Hailey looked and gasped. "Hell, what happened?"
"FUBAR." A man said.
Clem had been grabbed by a young man wearing a hat, and Ethan had a gun to his head.
