Ohmigod! A fanfic - I haven't done this in a good 4 years but this ship man. I can't NOT do something with it. Yeah I know what happened and I'm here to write the wrong and add my own twist of things, while staying true to the story to a point. I just added a few details, nothing in the game said such things but who said they couldn't happen in a fan girl's mind. Now this isn't an oneshot. It will be at least three chapters maybe a little more. At the moment it's the start of episode 3. As well as being in Luke's Point of View.

Chapter 1: Abused

Luke could only watch as Clementine run out of the comic store. He could only hope that the small child could managed to get the walkie talkies. He knew with her small size, she would be able to move easier then him. The task alone was to great for him, for such a moment like this. He couldn't risk getting caught by one of Carver's 'family'. But yet he still had a bad feeling about this all. Would she be able to do such a task? Would she get caught? What would happened if she did get caught? Would they kill her? Questions swarmed though his already out of it mind. He paces around, in a daze. Maybe he should get some sleep. But yet, he knew he wouldn't get any sleep at least not until he got them all to safety. Now plan...plan...plan...if he got the talkies. He would have an easier way to check in with them, to hear their voices. Rebecca...Alvin...Carlos...Sarah...Clementine...and Nick. Nick! Luke's attention was drifted around the area, wide eyed. He hoped that Nick was okay. It was a sad thing that he had to rush off so quickly. He still owned him that tuck in. That thought made him smile, despite it all. He walks off to a corner of the room and rests his head on the wall. Poor Nick...he didn't mean to be mean to him. It wasn't his fault for shooting the man. He was just trying to protect them, right? Yeah...and Luke didn't see that at the time. He frowns, being mad at him always hurt him. They knew each other for so long. He should had expecting it to happened, but if only he would had listen and stay put. This crazy mess wouldn't have to had happened. Or maybe Luke should had just took Nick instead of Clementine. Talk to him, maybe then that man would had been saved. He sighs heavy. "She shouldn't be expose to all of this. Poor Clementine...she's such a sweet girl."

He jumps up suddenly stuck with an idea. He had to tell the others the plan. He quickly hurried to the door. After what felt like a lifetime, which was only a few silent minutes, he pushed the door open, slowly. He moved carefully, alert, like a wild animal hiding from the eagle. He ducked behind objects, waiting, at times for someone to pass on by, while most nothing but silence. His heart was racing, his breathing was quick. If only Nick was here, he would at least have a reason to put on a brave face. But alone and he felt like he was breaking. He gulps as he runs, just runs. He could heard someone say 'Hey!' but he didn't stop, until he reached the gate. He gulped uneasy as his eyes darted around the place. His hand gripes onto the bars. Where was Alvin and Nick? Did they...no! His heart clenches as a sudden cry passed his lips. He clutches his shirt and covered his mouth. He had to remain calm...maybe they were just called away and were alive. It was the lack of sleep getting to him. He looked back at the others and saw Sarah staring at him with wide eyes, unmoving. Luke open his mouth but nothing came out. Luckily Rebecca spotted him and rushed over, well as fast as a pregnant lady could rush. "Luke...thank god...are you okay? We were so worry over you?" "Nick...where is he?" Luke cut her off, going straight to the point. "Nick...? Oh...Carver sent him to do something. I don't know what...but I'm sure he's just fine." Luke didn't like the sound of that. Carver was manipulative as ever. Luke didn't want to think about Carver forcing thoughts into Nick, not those thoughts again.

That tough and go for the longest time...after the first time they escape. Nick had become a hollow shell of himself, broken and tearing at the seams. One word would set him off into an angry fit, destructive. But everyone at the time thought he was being nothing but some punk. Even Luke thought that, until he found Nick on the floor one night, wrist cut up, and bleeding out. Carlos had patched him up and he lived on, the scars healed on the outside, at least. Just thinking about that tear strand face, made his heart ache. 'I'm fine Luke... I'm fine Luke...' Luke gulped as he looks at Rebecca with a stern look. "And Alvin?" "Carver needed to see him about something. I haven't seen since we got here." "I see..." Luke clears his throat. "Right...I told Clementine to go get walkie talkies later tonight. She should be on her way back soon enough. Once I get one of the walkie talkies then we can start exchanging ideas on how to get you guys out of here. But until then, all of you stay safe. Okay?" "Luke...are you really going to have such a small children do such a task?" "It has to be done, Rebecca. You and I know that she's the only one that can do it." "Yes, but still that doesn't make it any easier knowing you are putting her up to a tough task." "You are telling me. But anyway I need to get out of here before someone sees me." "Right right, Luke...stay safe." "I will as long as you guys are safe." Rebecca reached though the bars and held onto his shirt. "Nick...is breaking Luke. You have to do something to help him." She says softly as he let him go. Luke nodded, fears swim though his head but he held a stern look on his face. He ran off, running back to his hiding spot.

He only touched the door when he heard a loud noise. He turns , just in time to see Nick throw into the fence. "Weakness. We don't tolerate weakness here. Weakness gets killed." Carver stepped into view. Luke's stomach churned as he stick close to the wall. Luckily Carver didn't see him as of yet. He hovers over Nick's broken body. "Nick Nick Nick Nick...if you keep this weakness up you will get yourself killed and everyone else." Nick remain quiet, head hanging as lifeless as a doll. Carver sneered as he grabbed Nick's hair and pulled him up, slamming his face into the chain link fence. "Look kid! See him?! That will be you next if you keep this up. I will be more than happy to throw your body off this building. Don't give me that joy." He tosses Nick aside, as if he was garbage. Luke couldn't see Nick's face, but he ache to run towards his friend. To end it all and cut Carver into pieces, but Luke stay put. "Still not talking? Not even some dumbass comment?" He kicks Nick in the stomach. "Come on! Let's see some fight. " Nick just curled into a ball, still mute. Luke balled up his fists. "Le..." He quickly covered his mouth and quickly hid behind a stack of wood planks. Carver glanced around. "Hmm?" There was nothing around but the walkers. "Heh..." He pulled out his gun and aimed it at Nick. "Come on give me some reaction or I will kill you right here." Silence, Luke's heart was beating so loudly that he swear they will hear it. "Ni..." Luke bit his lip. The silence dragged on and Carver sighed. "Tsk, this is my last warning to you net time you will get a bullet though your head. Now get out of my sight!" Carver walked right past Luke's hiding spot. "Tsk useless boy. He will die sooner or later. A threat to us all." He mumbles, which made Luke gulped. A few minute passed and finally Nick stood up, clench his stomach. Luke's heart ache as he saw those tears. "Nick..." Luke said softly. Nick walks back the way they came. Luke wasted no time in rushing over to him and pulling him into the store, holding him from behind. "Nick...oh Nick..." Luke buried his face in Nick's back. "Lu...Luke...?" "Yes it's me, my dear friend. It will be okay..." More tears poured down Nick's face. "He...he...he..." "I know. I know. Things will be okay we will all get out of here and get away from this man for good. I promise."