A/N Hey! I'm SOOOOOOOOO SORRY I haven't updated How it Goes. I've been slacking off. Sorry! This story is a gift for not updating How it Goes. (Clem is twelve in the Season One part, and fifteen in the Season Two part.) Well, let's start!

Clem's POV.

I woke up when I heard a weird noise. It sounded like something was hitting the wall. I got up and walked out the back door. I looked to the left and saw a rope swinging back and forth, hitting the wall. I heard a noise and looked in front of me. I saw two figures, one was tall and the other looked skinny. I walked forward a bit to get a better view of them.

One of them must've noticed me because he got out a rifle and aimed it at me. I saw that it was Harry Potter (sorry couldn't resist) and...Mike! What the hell are they doing?

"Clem. Sh*t." He said sounded disappointed.

"What the hell are you doing?" I said as I raised my pistol. Arvo tensed up a little bit.

"Clem...we just gotta get away from that guy."

"Who, Kenny?" I asked. He nodded and Arvo said something in Russian then spit on the ground. I don't know what he said, but I'm sure it was either a threat, an insult, or something offensive.

"I got the rest of it." I saw Bonnie walking out with a bag of supplies. She saw me and her eyes widened.

"Clem." She said. I pointed my pistol at Mike, since he suddenly dropped his bag.

"OK Clem." He said calmly as he slowly walked towards me. I loosened my grip on my pistol a tiny bit. He kept walking slowly towards me.

"It's OK. Just give me the gun." He said. I started to loosen my grip and I felt myself reaching my arm out to give Mike the gun. I saw Arvo look at Bonnie with wide eyes. I was a few inches away from Mike. I let go of my gun and it accidentally dropped on the ground.

"It's OK." Mike said calmly with a warm smile.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder. I fell to the ground with a small 'thud'. I felt blood run out of my shoulder and onto the ground. "No! Clem, I'm so sorry!" I heard Mike say with fear and sadness. "Just leave her Mike! Let's go!" I heard Bonnie the B*tch say. "I'm so sorry Clem." I heard Mike say one last time before he ran off with Bonnie and Arvo. My vision started to get hazy as I heard a door being slammed open.

"Clem! What the f*ck did you do? Clem? What did you do?! Clem?! Clem!" I heard Kenny screaming at Mike, Bonnie, and Arvo before everything turned black.

"Clem. Clementine!" I heard someone say as I woke up. I recognized that voice like the back of my hand. I looked up saw the man I missed.

"...Lee...?"

"It's just a bad dream Sweet Pea." He said calmly. I looked around. Lilly was tied up and Ben was watching her with a pistol in his hand. Kenny was driving the RV, and Katjaa was holding Duck. He had almost gotten bit, but his mom put her hand in front, sacrificing herself. Kenny seems pretty pissed that she got bit. At least he hasn't lost his WHOLE family.

I rolled up my sleeve to see if a still had that scar from Sam. However, when I rolled it up, it wasn't there. I stared in shock at my arm. Whenever I had a dream, my scar would always be on my arm. "Is everything alright Sweet Pea?" Lee asked. "Yes. I just though I felt something on my arm." I lied. He just nodded.

"Lee, I know my parents are dead." I said sadly. Lee stared shocked at me. I stayed silent, not wanting to cause drama. "Hey, we got something up ahead here guys!" Kenny announced. We all got out of the RV except for Lilly and me. "I just want to grab my backpack and then I'll be out." I told Lee. He nodded and went to check out the train that was blocking the path. Lilly was still tied up, but not tightly.

"You're not stealing our RV, Lilly." I said with a glare. She looked a little shocked at me.

"Clem, how did you know?" She said. "I know everything that is going to happen for the next week and sixteen months." I said. "And don't even think about stealing the RV." I said. She nodded and I grabbed her had and lead her out. I grabbed some extra rope and tied her to a tree. I looked to my left and saw Katjaa laying on the ground and Duck sitting on a log nearby.

He lookedsad, angry, confused, and shocked at the same time. I guess this really has fazed him. I went over to him, and sat by him.

"Hey Duck." I said softly. "Hi." He said quietly. I suddenly threw my arms around Duck and gave him a big hug. I felt my shoulder getting a little wet, not that I cared. He silently cried while I tried to comfort him. I lightly sqeeuzed him and let him go. I smiled and saw that he had one also. " It's OK." I said. "It's OK." He repeated. "Thank you."

A/N Yay! Duckentine ffluff! Again, sorry for not updating How it Goes. Okay, so I have some news. In the town I live in, there is a tornado watch. So if I'm not on here, that's probably why. Well, seeya!

SPIDERMAN OUT!