Thanks to gaara king of the sand for helping me out.
Becca felt sick as she looked to her older sister, "S-Shel…"
"We don't have time." Shel quickly said, placing a hand on her sister's shoulder. "We got to get out of here."
Sarita adjusted Clementine in her arms so she held a better grip on the child.
They started moving forward through the herd.
Shel was trying not to panic, but she was scared. She was bit. A bite meant death. Everyone knew that by now.
She swallowed, her throat suddenly feeling dry. She just had to focus on getting Becca to safety. Luke and the others would take care of her, she knew that. Once Becca was safe, she would accept her fate, whatever it be.
As they continued to walk they realized the walkers were clumping together.
"What do we do?" Sarita asked frantically.
"Calm down." Shel hissed. "Try to find an opening."
They waited a moment before spotting an area where the walkers were thinning out.
"Let's move." Shel ordered, hand still on Becca's shoulder.
Becca admire her sister a lot in that moment. She was surprised how Shel took charge and was able to lead them from the herd.
They walked a while, making sure they couldn't see anymore walkers close by.
"I think we're okay." Sarita said.
"I… I think so too." Shel agreed.
"Are you okay?" Sarita asked, "We can take a break if you want."
"No… I'm fine…" Shel huffed. "How's the kid?" She motioned toward Clementine.
"I don't know." Sarita answered honestly. She was a bit nervous that Clementine was going to stop breathing, then turn in her arms.
"Where's the meeting spot?" Shel asked.
"They said some place called Parker's Run." Sarita replied.
"Alright." Shel nodded. "I know where it is."
"Are you sure you don't need a break?" Sarita questioned.
"Do you?" Shel asked back.
"No… She's light enough for now." Sarita replied.
"Well, then we'll keep going." Shel said.
Sarita sent her a worried look.
"She said to keep moving, so stop asking." Becca snapped.
Sarita was surprised, but said nothing.
They walked for an hour, or what seemed like an hour. It was dark and unfamiliar so they stayed careful. Clementine hadn't stirred at all and that worried both Shel and Sarita.
By the time they hit three hours, Shel finally asked them to take a short break. They sat for about twenty minutes.
Sarita checking Clementine's breathing every few minutes. She desperately wanted to clean the child up, as the smell was making her even more paranoid that little Clementine was actually becoming a walker.
"Are you okay?" Shel asked.
"I'm fine." Sarita reassured her. "I should be asking you that."
"I'm good for now." Shel sighed. "Becca, you alright?"
"Don't worry about me. Worry about yourself." Becca grumbled.
"I can't help but worry about you. You're my sister." She replied.
Becca opted to stay silent.
They continued to walk for a few more hours. By now the sun had risen, but it didn't make things easier for them.
Sarita was worried, Clementine was unresponsive, and Shel was slowly starting to look ill.
Becca continued to march on telling her sister over and over again to "keep moving"
"Becca… We need to stop." Shel said. "Just for a while."
Becca fought back a sigh and agreed.
They settled down on a large log. Becca started pacing back and forth.
"Becca, sit down… Please." Shel ordered.
The girl sighed again, but did as her sister asked.
Becca looked to her sister. She was unable to hide her shock at seeing how pale and tired Shel looked. "Are you okay?" Becca asked.
"I'm fine, Becca." Shel said.
Becca shot her a glare, "Don't lie."
"I'm not…" Shel said. "Don't worry about me."
Shel looked ill and washed out.
"You look like crap." Becca stated.
Shel sighed. Of course she looked ill. She felt ill.
She wondered how bad she looked, but without a mirror there was no way of discovering.
Sarita placed a hand on the woman's forehead, "You're warm."
"Don't worry about me… Take care of the little one." Shel said.
They sat for a while longer before Shel decided they should get a move on again. She struggled to stand for a moment and Becca helped her up.
"Can you walk?" Sarita asked.
"Yeah… I'm not tapped out yet." Shel said. "We're not too far now." Shel looked to Clementine, "I can't believe Carver…" She trailed off, "Screw him. I hope he burns in hell."
Sarita was a bit taken back, but she took one glance at little Clementine's face before saying "Me too."
"Carver's dead." Becca spat. "Why does it even matter?"
"He raped her, Becca." Shel said.
"So? She shouldn't have let him." Becca replied.
"You don't let yourself get raped." Shel said. "It's forced. It can happen to anyone, and God forbid it ever happens to you."
"I'm not stupid." Becca said.
"Becca, just stop." Shel said.
Becca sighed, "I'm sorry."
"She doesn't deserve to be treated like that." Shel said. "I want you to apologize to her."
"But she called me a bitch!" Becca replied.
"You start it, Becca." Shel said, "She's been through a lot. Just… try to get along with her."
Becca looked to her older sister worriedly. It seemed like it was taking a lot from her just to speak.
"Fine…" Becca sighed.
"Thank you." Shel sighed.
They fell silent once again and they continued walking and soon enough they had reached the meeting spot.
"Son of a bitch…" Mike spoke, "You made it!"
"Yeah…" Shel was panting at this point. "Where's Carlos?"
"He's over there with Sarah." Bonnie answered.
"Sarita!" Kenny called, "Thank God, you're okay." He looked to the girl in her arms. "Clem… What happened?"
"I don't know…" Sarita said. "She just passed out.
"Is she bit?" Kenny questioned, heart pounding.
"No." Sarita shook her head.
"Take her to get looked at by Carlos." Shel ordered.
Sarita nodded. Kenny offered to take the child. Sarita passed the girl over and the two walked over to Carlos.
"What about you?" Becca asked. "Shouldn't you ask the doctor to look at you."
"Becca… I don't have much time left." Shel said.
"What are you talking about?" Becca asked.
"I'm bit, Becca." Shel stressed. "You know that."
Becca started shaking her head, "That doesn't matter. You're not like the others."
"You're b-bit?" Bonnie asked, face paling.
Shel gave a tiny nod, "Yeah."
"Jesus." Mike mumbled.
"Stop! She's fine." Becca claimed. "You're fine."
Shel shook her head, "I'm not."
"Shut up." Becca growled.
"You're safe." Shel said.
"Shut up." Becca snapped.
Shel continued, "They'll take good care of you."
"Stop it!" Becca yelled.
"I love you, Becca." Shel said.
"I hate you!" Becca cried, before bursting into tears and hugging her sister. "You can't leave me!"
"I'm sorry…" Shel said.
"What do you want to do?" Bonnie asked.
"I'm going to stay with her." Shel said, "Until my times up… Take care of her."
"I will." Bonnie said.
"How is she?" Kenny asked for the fourth time.
"I'll know as soon as I finish looking her over." Carlos sighed, "Her breathing seems normal, heartrate is fine. I'm assuming she's just exhausted."
Clementine still hadn't reacted to anything, but there was no a bite or a scratch on her.
"We'll have to wait until she wakes up." Carlos said.
Becca stayed with her sister, head against her shoulder. She didn't know how much time had passed but she didn't care.
Shel was getting sicker and sicker.
Eventually they ended up sitting in the grass, Shel's head resting in Becca's lap.
They talked about they're pass memories, family trips, and other things.
"Remember that time we went to the amusement park... and you were finally tall enough to ride? I took you on your first roller coaster and you got so sick, you threw up everywhere." Shel's voice was barely above a whisper.
Becca chuckled. "I remember that. You carried me on your back the rest of the day."
"Yeah. And…" Shel suddenly trailed off.
Becca looked down at her, "Shel?"
There was no response.
"Shel?" She gave her a shake, but nothing happened.
Becca continued to try to shake her sister, but it didn't wake her. Her attempts were completely useless.
"Shel!" Becca cried desperately.
She started calling her name over and over, but it did nothing. No answer came from her older sister.
Becca reached down to grasp her sister's face, when Shel's eyes suddenly snapped open, her hand snaked out to grab Becca's shoulder.
In that moment, Becca went completely still. She felt dazed, disembodied almost.
Shel's grasp tightened to a point where it was starting to hurt. And Becca let out a scream.