Nick walked back to the cabin with Luke. He thought for a moment about turning around and letting her out, but he shook that thought out of his head. She could be dangerous or working for Carver. Maybe she was just telling the truth, either way he didn't trust her, he couldn't. Not with what happened with his mom. Luke's words brought him back to reality. "I don't think we should've left her, I mean what if she dies. Like from blood loss or something." Nick shook his head. "She could be dangerous did you see the look in her eyes, she looked like she would stab all of us without a second thought." Her eyes reminded him of fire, they were hazel with yellow in them, they were big and...Nick stop it! He couldn't be having thoughts like that. "Yea I guess your right." Luke said. When they entered the cabin they were greeted by a very angry Rebecca yelling at Carlos. "She's not staying and that's final you should have put her out of her misery right then!" She noticed them in the doorway. "Finally you're back you lock er' up?" Luke crossed his arms. "yea she's not a prisoner you know." Rebecca rolled her eyes. " like hell she isn't." Carlos glared at Rebecca. "I'm calling a house meeting in 5 minutes, I'll go tell Alvin." Nick shook his head and stormed into the kitchen, he hated house meetings nobody listened to him. Luke went after him "hey man calm down were just gonna talk about the girl alright." Nick made his hand into a fist. He mumbled "She has a name dude...just because she could be a murderer doesn't mean we have to call her "the girl"." Luke ran his hand through his hair. He walked out of the kitchen leaving Nick to his own thoughts. He looked up at the ceiling. Sometimes Nick liked to imagine that his mom was watching him from somewhere listening to him. Hey mom, jesus what are we gonna do bout Clementine. You think we should let er' stay? Nick shivered at the sudden coldness he felt run through his body. He took it as a yes.

-back at the shed-

"AHHHRRGGGHHH" Clementine screamed. She was stitching her own arm. She'd gotten out of the old shed, snuck into the cabin, got the supplies she needed, and managed to get help from a girl, her name was Sarah she was 15, and from what Clementine could tell really gullible. Now she was back at the shed, getting a needle through her skin in order to stitch up her wound. The pain was unbearable, she almost passed out from just the first stitch. Come on Clem, you can do this you'll be fine. She lined up the needle on her arm and jabbed it through again. "ARRHGHHHH" Her breathing was off the charts. Come on Clem just on more. She lined the needle up again for the third time and punctured another two holes. "GAAHH." finally she was done. Now all she needed to do was bandage it. She grabbed the bandages from the table and wrapped her stitched arm. She ripped the fabric and adjusted them on her arm. Dropping the remaining bandages she went to pick them up when a walker launched at her making her fall on her ass. She backed away feeling for something, anything she could use to kill it. She finally felt a hammer. She slammed the hammer on the walkers head dazing it. Then she pushed the walker onto a spike making it intestines come out. She slammed the hammer on it skull again making it go limp. Her arm felt like it was on fire becuase of all the pain. The shed door swung open. Luke was standing there along with the rest of the cabin members except Sarah. Luke was trying to process what had just happened. "what the..." she heard Pete in the background. "That girls stuff as nails." She looked them all in the eye before speaking. "I'm Still. Not. Bitten."