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Here it is. The second season of The Walking Dead things change. Hope you all enjoy it. God bless you all!

The countryside seemed almost untouched. Christa's suggestion had been a good one. Stay in an open field, and no walkers can sneak up on you. Not that there were any walkers around who could have sneaked up on the two.

"It's nearly dark. Should we make camp or what?" Asked the woman behind him.

Examining the field, there was a small hill. From up there it was possible to survey the entire area.

"All right let's get to high ground and unpack." Lee said to Molly.

"About time." Came the reply. "My feet are killing me."

The night was chilly to say the least. It was nearly December; two years ago Lee would be getting his students ready for exams. It was funny. He never thought he'd miss writing papers, or dealing with students who all wanted to know if they could have their term paper deadline extended, the day before it was due. Still, it could have been worst. He could have been dead. Instead he was sitting around a fire, next to a very skilled and attractive Lady.

Lee caught himself for a moment. He was thinking of Molly's beauty again! Just as he did so, the young blonde leaned over and rested her had on his chest, while at the same time moving his right arm out of the way, which ended up wrapped around her torso.

"Uh Molly….." Lee began.

"Relax; I'm just looking for some body heat. It's really cold out here." She stated.

He loosened up. It was cold, and the feeling of her body so close to his did help. Though the inward feeling he got as she lay on his chest was even more heartwarming.

Stop it Everett He thought. It would be a lie to say he and Molly hadn't gotten much closer over the last two months, but as they did Lee couldn't help but think about Lilly. Molly was like forbidden fruit, and he had to do everything he could to resist taking a bite. Though that had gotten harder and harder, and though he wasn't exactly sure it seemed from time to time the young woman made it a little too easy to give in.

This was not the first time; they had cuddled together for warmth. They had no blanket to speak of. A few warm clothes they had scavenged from some cars a few weeks earlier, but nothing that would protect them from the chill of a Georgian winter.

Lee looked up. The stars were shining and the moon was full giving them excellent vision of the area around them.

"Still thinking about that little girl?" Molly asked breaking Lee's train of thought.

"No," He replied "I was just thinking about where we are. It's peaceful."

"That it is." Said Molly. "Haven't seen a walker in while. Maybe you were right; perhaps the cold does something to them."

"Maybe, or maybe there's a bunch of them hiding and waiting for us to let are guard down." Said Lee.

"Are you never satisfied?" Molly jokingly replied.

Lee's grip around her had tightened on its own.

"In any case I thank God for this peaceful time we have right now." Lee said.

Molly didn't reply. Looking down he noticed she had fallen fast asleep within two seconds. Lee moved his arm, and reaching for his backpack, grabbed a large coat and placed it around her. He then grabbed a towel and gently placed her head on it. Shifting slowly, he was able to move from under her. Once doing so he stood up and walked down the hill to a patch of bushes.

Undoing his pants had been a challenge when he first had his arm cut off, but now it was easy as pie. As he relieved himself, Lee looked back to see Molly was still in her lying down position. Not a walker in sight.

*rustle* *rustle*

A sudden noise from the bushes in front of him caused Lee to step back. He zipped his pants back up and reached for the gun which was always in the back of them. He pointed directly at the bushes where the noise had emerged from.

*rustle* *rustle*

Something was definitely in there. Lee backed up slightly, but kept the gone facing forward. The noise had grown closer, and he could now see the bush shaking violently, as whatever was in it emerged.

The cutest little bunny rabbit.

Lee chuckled and gave a sigh of relief as he put his gun away.

"Did you see where it went?" A man's voice suddenly came from the bushed causing Lee to once again pull out his pistol.

"Over here!" Called a different man's voice.

Suddenly from out of the bushes came two men. They both stopped dead in their tracks after noticing Lee's gun, was pointed directly at them.

"uh…..Listen man!" Shouted one. "We don't want any trouble….."

The other one simply stared at Lee; like this wasn't the first time a gun had been pulled on him.

"Neither do I." Lee stated as he loosened his grip, but still kept the pistol pointed in their direction.

"So why don't we start with introductions, and see where it goes from there."

"Careful now. Just one step at a time." Said Omid as he assisted Christa.

"I'm fine." She insisted. However he had been like this ever since she began to show. Now nearly five months pregnant her body was no longer the tall skinny woman which had left Savannah. He stomach appeared to be a balloon ready to pop. The rest of her body had swollen slightly though under her clothes no one noticed. At least she hoped no one noticed.

"You know we've been walking for three hours now. We should stop and rest." Omid suggested.

"I'm fine!" Insisted Christa. "I can walk for a while."

"No, Omid's right." Said Katjaa as she came over to examine Christa.

"It's already dark. We should set up camp."

The five stopped and began to unload. Normally they would have stopped walking after the sunset, but tonight the Moon was amazingly bright, so they had kept on going.

Christa leaned down and carefully sat on the grass while Lilly and Travis went to gather wood for a fire.

Omid began to unpack their sleeping mats. Katjaa took out the only pot they had, and began to gather cans of soup from her bag. Christa's nose seemed to catch the scent of the food before the cans' were even opened. Ever since she became pregnant, her sense of smell had gotten keener. She knew exactly which kinds of soup Katjaa had brought out. Two were split pea, while one was, beef stew, and the other was creamy onion. All she needed was a whiff, just one for her stomach to begin begging for her to rip those metal containers open and engorge herself on its contents.

Of course she wouldn't do that. Not like she had the energy anyway, but having to feed two within herself was not easy. Especially when they were living day by day on what they could hunt or scavenge.

"Come on hun, why don't you lie down for a while." Suggested Omid.

Looking to her right she saw he had already set up her sleeping area.

"All right, if it'll make you happy." She said as she moved to the mat. It was funny how their roles had reversed. From as long as she could remember it had been her protecting him. Even back in high school where Omid due to his height was constantly picked on. On one particular day she had been waiting for her parents to pick her up, when she noticed a group of boys tossing something around. Upon investigation she had seen that they were passing around a lunch box, while a small kid in the middle was attempting to retrieve it. Catching the lunch box, she gave it to him and thus ended the bullies' fun. Ever since that day he sort of just followed her around. She didn't mind. It was kind of fun having him around. Her friends had told her the relationship seemed more like pet and master. In truth it had been, until Omid had had the guts to ask her out. However they were in college by then.

"Let me know if there's anything else you need." Omid said breaking Christa's stroll down memory lane.

"Omid!" She replied "I'm fine."

Looking around the camp, she saw that Travis and Lilly had returned, and Lilly was now attempting to light a fire using flint stone and her knife. Katjaa walked over to them.

"Dinner should be ready soon." She stated.

"Let us know if we can help in anyway." Christa Offered.

"Thanks, but I think we're good." Replied Katjaa.

"Oh this piece of!... Argh!" Lilly suddenly shouted.

Christa looked over Katjaa to see Lilly was having trouble lighting the fire.

"Everything okay over there?" Called Katjaa.

"Yeah…" Lilly answered in a much calmer voice. "It's fine."

She walked over to the left side of the encampment and rubbed her eyelids with her fingers. Travis took her place at attempting to light the fire.

"Aren't I supposed to be the one having mood swings?" Christa asked sarcastically.

"Mustn't be too hard on her." Suggested Katjaa.

"I know, but seriously it's been two months, she needs to move on." Christa rebutted.

"We can't even imagine what's she's going through." Said Katjaa. "Losing both men she loved on the same day."

"We've all lost loved ones. You don't see us constantly having emotional outburst. I know what happened that day was horrible for her, but she needs to move on."

Katjaa turned to face Christa.

"That's a lot harder than you think."

Lilly viewed the horizon. It had happened again. She was simply trying to light a fire and the images of her father's death had flashed within her mind. It was shortly followed by the sight of Lee being set upon by the herd as he rushed to try and save Clementine. As these memories flooded her mind she had first began to hit the stone harder against her knife until she finally lashed out in a fit of rage. Now she felt only sadness. Her dad was dead, and Lee had most likely followed in his footsteps. They had also failed to find both Clementine and the other group, which made her feel as though their sacrifice had been in vain.

Thinking of Lee however caused her to remember the item he had given her prior to his departure. Looking down at he left hand, she was able to form a weak smile. It was a constant reminder of what she had meant to him. She watched as the object shined against the light of the moon.

She may had lost everything else, but she had yet to lose hope, that Lee had somehow managed to survive the horde.

And if he had then they would definitely be needing this.

"Those are two very interesting stories." Lee said as the four sat down and ate dinner.

"Almost unbelievable." Added Molly with suspicion.

The two men who identified themselves as Vince and Wyatt had met each other only two months prior. They both had been with another, during the beginning of the outbreak, and both of their partners had abandoned them, for different reasons.

"Well it's all true." Stated Wyatt.

"Good thing we found you guys." Said Vince as he continued to devour the beans Lee and Molly had provided them with.

Lee found himself constantly staring at Vince. There was something about him, something so familiar, yet he couldn't put his finger on it.

"You okay there bud?" Asked Vince obviously noticing his stare.

"Oh.. yeah." Replied Lee quickly. "It's just…. Do I know you?" He asked.

"I doubt it. You don't look familiar to me anyway." Vince replied.

"Something about your face." Lee stated.

"What? That I'm Asian. You're not having one of those "Look its Jackie Chan" moments are you?" He jokingly asked Lee.

Lee chuckled a bit. Perhaps he was having one of those moments.

"Good thing we bumped into you guys." Said Wyatt. "We ran out of food a couple days ago."

"Yeah well we're happy to share what God's blessed us with." Replied Lee. "We found a car abandoned on the highway, with loads of can goods."

"Though we're not running a soup kitchen here." Molly butted in.

"Oh don't worry we can pull our own weight." Wyatt stated.

"Come on man." Said Vince obviously noticing his friend's implication.

"That your way of inviting yourself?" Asked Molly.

"Oh.. no I just thought…." Wyatt stuttered.

"Excuse my friend over here." Said Vince. "It's been a while since we've eaten. Don't worry right after we're done we'll head out."

"No need." Replied Lee. "If you want, you can travel with us."

"Really? Oh thanks man!" Shouted an overly eager Wyatt.

"We appreciate it." Vince added.

Molly finished her meal and placed the can down in front of her. "So is there anything else we need to know about you two?" She questioned.

"Well…. I don't think so." Stated Vince.

"There was that little girl." Stated Wyatt, statement that caused Lee to stop eating.

"Oh yeah, the Savannah kid. That was something." Stated Vince.

"What Savannah kid?" Lee asked suddenly.

"Oh well it actually happened a day after we met. We were walking down this field and all of a sudden we spot this little girl slowly making her way to us." Said Vince.

"Yeah and she had this glock, and pointed it at us like she knew how to use it." Added Vince. "She was wearing this white dress, though it wasn't white anymore, it was soaked in walker blood."

"What was her name!?" Lee shouted.

Vince seemed shocked by his sudden outburst, but Wyatt kept on going.

"She also had this cap with a big ol D on it. A… Clementine yup that was her name."

"Where is she?!" Lee asked as he walked closer to the two.

"You know her?" Asked Vince.

"She's basically his daughter." Stated Molly from behind him.

"Oh….. oh… well you see… we sort of…. Might have given her away."

"What!?" Lee screamed as he grabbed Wyatt by the collar. Even with one hand Lee was able to yank the larger man with ease.

"Chill… let's just be cool." Said Wyatt.

"What do you mean you gave her away?" Lee asked while still gripping Wyatt's shirt collar.

"Look we took care of her for about a week….." Answered Vince. "…but we're not exactly the best parents. It was hard looking after a little girl. Then one day we came across this group of six other people. The leader offered to take her off our hands."

"And you just gave her to him?!" Lee asked.

"They had other kids. Two of them were married. There was even another girl in that group. It was the best for her." Stated Wyatt.

Lee released him, causing him to stumble backward.

"I'm sorry." He said as Vince helped Wyatt up. "It's just… I've been looking for her for the past two months."

"We understand man." Said Vince. "We're all looking for the people we lost at the start of all this."

Lee nodded. Molly came up from behind and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, we'll find her. Hey thanks to these guys we now know she made it out safely. That's something."

Lee gave a smile. It was true he was never absolutely sure she made it out of Savannah alive. Now he at least knew his actions had not been in vain. It was even better that she had found a safe group, with some kids and people who would know how to properly raise a little girl. Still he had to find her, even if it was just to let her know he was okay.

"So this group." Asked Lee. "Where were they headed?" Asked Lee.

"Up north I think. We didn't talk to long… I think the leader's name is… Steve."

Thanks to all who read this. Here we go again. I hope you guys remember who Steve is. If not I think you'll realize it soon enough. I'm going to try and finish this before season two comes out. Hopefully I'll be able to. God bless you all!