"God dammit!"

Clementine sighed as she averted her gaze to look down at the boy she called her little brother. God, his goofy smile was contagious - even in bad situations. Now? It seemed like a bit of both.

"Can you watch him for a second?" the girl asked Jane, while the woman just heaved a soft sigh and nodded.

"Yeah, I'll watch him. Go see what's wrong with him."

The young girl just sighed, shaking her head as she walked out the front door. This little setup they had going was good, had plenty of food, water, and shelter. They had found this house when the truck ran out of gas. The entire neighborhood was full of walkers when they had gotten here, but that was a different story to tell later.

Walking towards Kenny, the teenager sighed as she rubbed up and down her forearm. "What's wrong, Ken?" Clementine asked, wiping the sweat that already had formed on her forehead. God, it was so god damn humid outside, she thought. She had never liked the heat, considering when she was younger, she'd bury herself under blankets. Now. . it was different.

"Truck's not gonna run," he sighed, giving a small shake of his head as he rested his hand against the hood of the car.

"Dammit. ." Clementine whispered to herself.

After Wellington made all four of them leave, giving two bags instead of one full of things they needed to survive, they had stopped here. It seemed like a good place to stay, and it still is, but what happens when they needed to leave at last second? She couldn't bear thinking about that. Hopefully there was something they could do, but for now? Kenny looked ready to pass out due to the heat.

"Let's go inside, Ken. It's hot as hell out here."

"I'll be in a second."

"But, Ken-"

"I said I'd be in a minute!"

And of course, another unexpected outburst. But Clementine already knew that he didn't mean anything about it. It was just. . part of his personality, she guessed. She heaved a soft sigh as he did as well, "I'll be in after you, darlin'. I don't like AJ being in there with 'her' by himself."

"You two need to start getting alone, Kenny," she whispered, but of course Kenny had heard her, and he just sighed, before looking up at the sky.

"I know, darlin'," the man huffed softly, shaking his head. "It's just not easy, y'know? She always has to run her damn mouth."

"It may not be easy, Kenny. But I believe you two can make up. I just don't want us turning on each other - like what Mike and. ."

Shaking her head, she rolled her eyes at the thought of Arvo shooting her in the damn shoulder. If she saw them again. .

"If I see them again, Clementine," Kenny murmured, his voice shaky - but it wasn't like that. He sounded pissed off. "They're fucking dead. No mercy, Clem. They shot you in the fucking shoulder then left you to die."

She just shook away the thought of Kenny actually murdering the three - it was kind of hard not to. Thank God she left with Sarita when the man she knew from the very beginning, began bashing Carver in. But he was doing good for the group.

Right?

"I'm going inside," she told him, before talking back towards the door. Letting the door shut behind her, she walked back towards the living room to find. . both AJ and Jane gone.

She walked towards one of the bedrooms, her voice starting to get uneven at the thought of AJ getting lost - or worse.

"Come on," Jane murmured, the bottle of warm water tipping over all over the ground, Jane letting loose a soft of loud 'fuck', which made the teenager grin.

Walking over to where AJ was in Jane's arms, the young girl held her arms out, "Here, let me show you."

"I never liked looking out after babies," Jane smirked softly as Clementine bent over to pick up the bottle, "And now you. . probably know why."

That only made Clementine smile wider as she filled the bottle with formula, as well as a bit of water, before shaking it. AJ was content with baby formula for now, but he had to get into baby food. Hell, he could barely say anything now and he was two! Or, so she thought.

"It's kind of funny," she told the older woman, "Seeing you struggle to hold AJ while trying to make a bottle."

"Thanks, Clementine," she said sarcastically.

God, she loved moments like these. No arguing, no walkers, no danger, it was honestly too good to be true. Jane was starting to open up to Clementine more and more, letting her get settled. Goodbye, Mrs. Lone Wolf. Of course, Jane would often end up sitting alone, not bothering to talk to me or Kenny. But it wasn't tense like it had been before. The two still argued onto what they should do, and what they should do if there was a raid, or a herd of walkers. Clementine usually tuned them out though.

"Hell-oo. Earth to Clementine?" the older female jokingly said, waving a hand in front of a Clementine that was dozed off.

"What did you say?" Clementine asked, giving her head a small shake to wake herself back up. She was exhausted, considering that she couldn't sleep, especially when nightmares came. God, and she couldn't sleep with walkers outside.

"You need to sleep," Jane sighed, giving her cranium a small shake as well, like a mom disapproving of what her kid did.

"I'm fine," she whispered under her breath, but of course - Jane had heard her. It felt nice, having both Kenny and Jane worry about her.

"Clementine," Jane said in a stern voice, her brows narrowing as she gave Clementine her a look, which only made the little girl sigh. Jane knew she was exhausted.

"Fine," she sighed, giving her eyes a small roll before walking towards the room that she and AJ slept in. Shutting the door, the young girl placed AJ on her bed, before hopping on the bed herself. She placed the bottle in AJ's mouth to which the young boy wrapped his hands around the bottle, chugging down the big gulps.

Her lips curled into a small smile as she wrapped the thin blanket around the boy, letting her eyes shut moments later as the sleep deprivaton had finally took its toll.

. . One hour later . .

The young girl's eyes opened wide - dammit, another nightmare. God, she hated these, almost as much as she hated the walkers. Or maybe both. Dammit, she couldn't even think straight now.

The bottle was resting next to AJ, little breaths coming out from the small boy. That resulted in a small grin forming. Damn, this little man always knew how to make her mood better - even if he was asleep.

Scooting to the end of the bed to make sure she wouldn't wake AJ up, she slowly stalked towards the door that was closed, opening it slowly to make sure the door didn't creak on her way out. There were no windows in the room, so thank god in case AJ started crying.

It was. . quiet. Very quiet.

Shaking her head, she slowly stalked towards the fridge (that obviously didn't work), pulling out a water bottle that she had opened before. They labeled their bottles by their first inital, just to make sure none of them stole one another. It'd be bad if Kenny and Jane tried killing each other over that. Unbelievable, right?

Letting loose a soft sigh, she gave a few chugs of the water before slipping it back in the fridge. No thanks, dehydration.

As soon as she checked on AJ after grabbing some water, she walked in each of the others' rooms. They weren't there. . what the hell could've happened to them?

She then bit her lip, walking towards the front door. Swinging it open, there were about five walkers outside - what the fuck? Where the hell were they?! Then she moved her head to the right, noticing that the. . .

. . . the truck was gone? Did they leave her?

It was hard to believe that Kenny would actually leave her - with Jane at the least! They hated each other!

But something at the back of her mind, a really small part of her mind, thought otherwise. They hadn't argued 'that' much, but where could they be?

There was a fire in her heart. She needed to know what happened. Leaving her and AJ alone with fucking walkers outside, and yet no one came to tell her.

They couldn't have left them. . .

They wouldn't have left them. . .