"NO! We're all leaving! Together!" Clementine cried.
"Sounds like she means business." Edith, the woman looking down at them said. She had white, fluffy earmuffs on her ears due to the cold and a jacket that was half grey- half brown. Her hair was brown and tied into a pony tail. She had a white shirt on underneath her jacket, along with some casual blue-jeans.
"Yeah, I know..." Kenny muttered. Kenny had a green, hood-less jacket on along with a cream-colored shirt underneath. He was wearing blue jeans as well. His hair was was grey, and he had a thick beard lining his jaw-bone, along with a mustache that connected to the beard. He was wearing an orange hat with a square of white above the cap. There was a bandages over his left eye, as it'd been beaten badly by a madman named Carver.
"Clementine- please-" Kenny tried again.
"NO! Stop, just stop!" She cried, her voice high and shaky. Edith dropped another bag of supplies down to them.
"I know i'm only supposed to give one bag out per group, but... If you're still around, try coming back in a couple of weeks?" Edith said.
Clementine picked up a bag, turning to Kenny, who shook his head. "You're as stubborn as a damn mule..." He said.
"Yeah? I wonder where I get it from." Clementine said, smiling a bit. Kenny smiled and shook his head.
"If you don't want to stay in the cold that long, though, there are communities to the east and west!" Edith said. Kenny looked up.
"Thanks!" He called.
Clementine looked down at the bag, then at the bundle of warmth that lay in her arms- AJ. Alvin Jr. His parents had died, and now it was up to Clementine and Kenny to take care of him.
The two of them turned and walked away from Wellington together. As a family.
Later that night, they set up camp in the place they'd been previously; at a small abandoned gas station. Kenny opened one of the bags to see that they'd packed medical supplies, water, food, and even some ammo. "Oh, man, Clem! Those sunsa bitches got all KINDS of great stuff!" Kenny exclaimed. Clementine looked over.
"Is there any formula?" She asked.
Kenny rifled through the bag, frowning, then got a huge grin. "Hell yeah, there is! There's lotsa stuff in here, and plenty of formula in this one!" Kenny exclaimed, pulling out another can of something.
"A can of fuckin' sweet peas? Oh man, I hadn't had sweet peas in a long time!" Kenny exclaimed. Clementine's expression became a bit down.
"Sweet peas...?" She asked quietly.
"Yeah. I-...oh, shit." Kenny said, his voice dropping instantly when he remembered. "That's what Lee used to call you, isn't it? Sweet pea?" Kenny asked. Clementine gulped and nodded. "Shit... i'm sorry." Kenny said.
"It's... fine. What else is in there?" Clementine asked, going back to the previous subject. Kenny looked down and rifled through.
"Peaches... beans... green beans... corn... canned chili, hell yeah!... soups... bread... peanut butter... jelly... oh, fuck yeah!" Kenny exclaimed, grinning hugely. Clementine smiled.
"Good thing i'm not allergic to peanuts." She commented.
"Yeah, me neither... hadn't had peanut butter in forever! Katjaa had this recipe of peanut butter fudge, and it was so damn good... it'd be gone as soon as it was ready! She always had to make lots of it. It was always a special treat for Duck and I, herself also. If only they were still here..." Kenny said, sighing and shaking his head.
"I... never found out what happened to Katjaa... so if you don't mind me asking... what happened...?" Clementine asked softly, her voice small and slightly nervous.
"She couldn't handle leaving our son, and she... took herself out. I'm not mad at her, I forgive her, but you don't just... end it. There are others out there for you, and they'll help you get through it... just like you and Lee did." Kenny whispered, smiling at Clementine.
"Y'know, Christa told me that you'd died, so I just assumed i'd never see you again, but... here you are." Clementine said, smiling softly.
"What exactly happened to those two? Omid and Christa?" Kenny asked, beginning to get some formula ready for AJ. "Well... after Savannah, we kept travelling, y'know, and there was this pit-stop that we took a break at. I went in to clean myself up, and this scavenger came in and tried to steal my stuff... Omid came in, and the door closed and she shot him in the chest. Christa killed her, and... things just weren't the same."
"Whatever happened to her baby?" Kenny asked. Clementine's expression became sad and concerned and she glanced away quickly.
"It- it just-"
"Hey, hey, it's alright... Katjaa's sister had a stillborn. Well, it was either still born or a miscarriage... but the point is that it happens. We're lucky that little AJ here is alive." Kenny said, smiling down at AJ. Clementine smiled also. "We'll take good care of him for Alvin and Rebecca." Clementine said.
"Yeah... They're good people. We owe it to them to make sure that AJ is as good as them, if not better." Kenny said. Clementine crawled over to the two of them and smiled down at AJ.
"He's already perfect." She said. Kenny smiled at Clementine.
"You're like a mama to him- you're lovin', carin', and all at your age. I'm gonna teach you two everything I know. Teach you to drive, how to fish... it'll be great." Kenny said softly, feeding the formula to AJ.
Clementine smiled, grabbing a can of peaches and opening it with her pocket knife. She used her knife as a fork, lifting peaches into her mouth and eating them happily.
The moon's light illuminated the three of them there as they sat in comfortable silence, enjoying some food, clean water, and peace. When Clementine finished her food, she set the can down and wiped her knife off, then put it into her shoe, lying down on the cold, hard floor. Kenny set AJ down between him and Clementine, then lied down himself, and with that, the three of them fell into a black, dreamless sleep.
The next morning, the three of them got their stuff together and set out, going back in the direction they'd come from. "I say we head south." Kenny commented, peering at the sun. "Be like summer everyday! I remember, all those tourists getting sunburned! Heh... funny as hell. You ever been to Florida, Clem?" Kenny asked.
"No. I've heard it's really moist and hot down there." She replied.
"It's true! One time, I was on a fishin' trip, and it was just scorchin' that day! Tried to cool myself off by takin' my hat off, but all THAT did was get me sunburned." Kenny said.
"I hate being sunburned..." Clementine muttered, frowning.
"Yeah, it's annoyin' as hell and makes you feel hot all the time." Kenny agreed.
"You think we'll find boats in Florida?" Clementine asked.
"I don't know... and if we have to search, we can always visit an outdoors store. Those kinda places tend to have boats. We could also get some bait... That'd be great, although it's probably disgusting as hell by now." Kenny said chuckling.
"What kind of fish did you catch?" Clementine asked, becoming curious. "Mackerel, Tuna, shark, whatever was bitin' and payin'. I was damn good, also." Kenny said, smirking to himself.
Clementine smiled and shook her head.
"There was this other time I was fishin'- Kat, Duck and other family members were there- and this fuckin' swordfish jumped outta the water and into the boat! Had to wrestle that sucker! It paid well though, so it was worth it." Kenny said.
For the rest of the day, Kenny and Clementine exchanged stories until nighttime came. They set up camp, ate, and slept.
The next few days had been the same; they exchanged stories, took breaks, ate, drank, and slept. Eventually, things became boring, and so, when they traveled, it was silent, unless AJ cried or anything.
They didn't normally have problems with AJ crying, however; he was normally very silent. The time seemed to pass by quickly, and in that time, Clementine had developed lots, and AJ had grown into a cute little toddler.
They drove in a car, heading south. "Alright, you're doing good... now, just stay on the rood. Most important rule there is." Kenny said, smiling a bit. Clementine smiled at Kenny.
"I really appreciate you teaching me." She said, keeping her eyes on the road.
"Oh, it's no problem. Y'know, I always dreamed of the day i'd teach Duck to drive... you're the best second chance I could ask for." Kenny said, smiling at Clementine sincerely. Clementine glanced at him, smiling.
"Yeah, we get down to Florida, we ditch the wheels and i'll make a sailor outta ya!" Kenny said. He leaned over, looking back at AJ, who was buckled up. "You too, buddy!" He said. AJ didn't respond, merely played with his foot.
Kenny frowned and faced forward again. "I just... can't get him to talk. Duck was gabbin' a mile minute at his age. It wasn't full sentences, but it was somethin'." Kenny said. Clementine frowned.
"I'm sure he's fine..." She said. Kenny sighed.
"I'm sure he is. I can't help but to worry, though." Kenny said.
"Is going to Florida a good idea?" Clementine asked Kenny, trying to change the subject. "Yea! Be like summer everyday. Hell, ima have to find me some shorts!" Kenny said, smiling. Clementine smiled, shaking her head a bit.
"Probably half to find you a light shirt, some leggings." Kenny said. He looked back at AJ, smiling. "Find him some cute clothes." He said.
"CRAP!" Clementine exclaimed, swerving to avoid some walkers standing in the street.
"FUCK!" Kenny exclaimed, quickly buckling up. Clementine sped past them, going extremely fast on the road. Her heart raced, and she slowly eased her foot off the gas. The car slowed down, and eventually, it stopped. AJ was crying, and Kenny and Clementine were frozen. Clementine looked as though she'd seen a ghost, absolutely frozen and gripping the wheel tightly, while Kenny quickly turned around, looking at AJ.
"AJ?! Oh, thank god you're okay!" He exclaimed. He faced forward again, letting out a breath, before looking at Clementine, who was still frozen, wide-eyed, gripping the wheel tightly.
"Jesus, Clem, you look like you've seen a ghost." Kenny said. Clementine blinked, her eyes coming into focus. She relaxed a bit, letting out a breath.
"I thought we were going to die!" She exclaimed.
"No, I think you saved us, actually." Kenny said. "Although, swerving isn't the best idea... But again, neither is slamming on the brakes." He said. Clementine let out a faint chuckle before slowly driving again.
"If everything were normal, I wouldn't have to worry about walkers..." Clementine muttered.
"Those were good reflexes, Clem. Must be instinct now since you're small and have to outwit people. You ever used size to your advantage?" Kenny asked.
"Yep. I use the environment and my wits." Clementine said, smiling a bit.
After a while, Kenny and Clementine drove through a neighborhood. "Hmm... let's stop. We need to find more supplies." Kenny commented.
"Alright..." Clementine said, carefully pulling the car over and parking along the curb.