Author's Note: So I've been meaning to do this fanfic for a while, but I never got around to it. I sort of ship Nick and Luke together, but then Luke did the thing with Jane and now I'm conflicted about things. Anyway, I need to get this idea out of my head, so enjoy. This story will be about 20 chapters or more, and will follow through the majority of season two. I'm a senior in high school so I will try to update when I can, other than school I pretty much have all my time to myself. Oh, and by the way, still taking requests so be sure to shoot me a PM. Also, check out my profile for other cool stuff.

Nick and Luke watched with careful eyes as Carlos sewed up Clementine's bitten arm. The rest of the survivors in their group were presumably in bed. Even though she was a little girl, she was a stranger to all of them, and they didn't trust her. But that was okay, because she didn't trust them either. She just wanted her arm fixed, and then she was getting the hell out of here. She hadn't intended on finding a new group or anything of that matter. Clem just wanted to be back with Christa. "This might hurt a little..." Carlos trailed off, probing at the girl's arm, and pulling all of them out of their inner thoughts.

"Ow!" Clementine winced.

"How's she looking?" Luke interrupted as he stopped pacing the floor for one moment.

"Her suturing skills need some work, but other than that she did pretty well for sewing up her own arm. She should be fine." Carlos answered, inspecting her arm one last time, making sure that everything was put in its place. Her arm was now bandaged to perfection, and shouldn't get infected or anything else of that nature.

"So, it wasn't a lurker bite?" Luke asked.

"If it was, the fever would have already set in and her temperature would have been through the roof." Carlos replied, and that's when Nick scowled and stormed out of the kitchen angrily. What was his problem? But Clem knew better; he was acting like that earlier when she first made her appearance. He had shot at her and nearly hit her, and it scared her like no other. Clem didn't really much care what he did though. The only thing she cared about now was that her arm was fixed, and that was all that mattered.

Luke flashed an apologetic look towards Carlos and Clem, then chased after Nick. Luke followed Nick out into the living room of the cabin and grabbed his shoulder, stopping him from walking away. "Hey man, what's wrong with you?" He asked his friend; his best friend if you wanted to get technical. Nick had taken this cynical type of attitude ever since his mother had passed away, but Luke didn't blame him. Everyone needed time to grieve the proper way. But pushing away the people that cared about you wasn't right. You were supposed to be surrounded by people who cared about you.

"I just want to be alone, okay?" Nick asked. "I don't need you checking up on me like you're my fuckin' babysitter or something." He said angrily, looking Luke directly in the eyes. Nick was always the first one to get hostile in any situation. He was known for having that hot headed trait.

"That's what friends do man." Luke tried to defend. "We look after each other."

"Just leave me alone Luke, just for a few minutes, please?" Nick asked, his blue eyes pleading.

Luke nodded, and let Nick walk away. He figured that he needed some time alone anyway, so Luke went back to assisting Clementine. He decided to bring her a bowl of oatmeal, because she was probably really hungry. So he took the bowl, and went back into the kitchen. "Hey, I brought you some food if you're hungry." He offered, walking through the doorway. Clementine smile gratefully, and went to sit at the kitchen table, digging into her bowl of food. She couldn't remember the last time she had a hot meal. "That's gonna leave one hell of a scar." Luke said, referring to her arm, trying to make conversation so that this wasn't awkward for them.

Clementine shrugged as she ate, "It doesn't bother me."

The door to the kitchen then opened, and Luke was surprised to see Nick back already. He looked down at Clem as she ate, "Hey... I just wanted to say I'm sorry for... For being a dick out there." He said, for a lack of words that was all that came to his mind. "I got kind of agro, and that was definitely not cool."

Luke interrupted, "Nick's been known to go off every once in a while. Don't hold it against him."

"Yeah, well, I guess we all have our moments." Nick muttered in reply.

"You definitely had one out there." Luke said.

"You were just protecting your friends." Clementine answered. "I get it."

"I didn't mean to be so harsh, I just... Had a bad experience once..." He trailed off.

"Don't we all?" Clementine retorted. "What happened?" And she regretted the words immediately as soon as they left her mouth, when she saw the sadness in Nick's big blue eyes.

"Nick... He lost his mom." Luke explained. "We took care of someone who was bit..." He trailed off, and it didn't take long for Clementine to put two and two together and figure things out.

"It was my fault." Nick claimed.

Luke sighed, "It was no one's fault. We thought we could control it... But we couldn't, and she turned, and his mom was standing right there... She got attacked. There was nothing we could do about it." He explained, looking over at his friend who had more than a pained expression on his face. He knew that Nick didn't like talking about it.

"Bad things happen to everyone..." Clementine said softly, trying to sympathize.

"Hopefully you understand." Nick said simply. "I'll be out on the porch if anyone needs me." He then left the kitchen silently, and Clementine and Luke remained quiet for a moment as she continued to eat her bowl of oatmeal.

Author's Note: To be continued...?