Authors Note: I saw the reviews from Worker72 about Clementine having a gun and how others won't like it, and I agree they won't like it. But in an apocalypse like that, everyone needs a gun or some kind of weapon, even the kids. But I take your word Worker72 that Hershel won't like it, which is why she won't reveal her gun in this chapter.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE WALKING DEAD.

"Hey, get up." a deep southern accent said to Lee and Clementine.

Once Clementine got up, she felt happy at seeing the redneck from Fort Lauderdale known as Kenny, After he lost Katjaa and Duck, he became a broken man, and then after he lost Sarita, he just lost it when he tried to kill Jane for losing A.J., which is why Clementine promised to prevent all that from happening. And Clementine knew she slept in a barn, but couldn't help but complain.

"Ugh... I feel itchy." Clementine groaned.

"Well, you slept in a barn, little lady, your just lucky you didn't get spiders in your hair." Kenny joked.

Clementine gasped, and looked up. She was still wary of jokes like that.

"But I bet your daddy scared em' all away, huh?" Kenny said to Lee.

"I'm uh... not her dad, name's Lee." Lee introduced to Kenny in his usual deep voice.

"I'm Kenny." Kenny introduced. They then heard a certain ten year old's excited voice.

"Dad! We're gonna build a fence! They have a tractor and everything!" Duck called out to his father before running off. Clementine felt once again happy she saw her friend again, she then remembered during the bandit attack on the motor inn and before they abandoned it, Duck got bitten by a walker while the motor inn was being overrun by walkers.

"We better get going, or we won't hear the end of it." Kenny said.

"That's my boy, Ken Jr, but we call him Duck though." Kenny introduced as they walked out of the barn.

"Duck?" Lee asked.

"Yeah, nothing bothers him, like water off a duck's back, you know?" Kenny replied.

"That's a valuable treat lately." Lee said.

"Well frankly, I think it's because he dumb as a bag of hammers." Kenny retorted.

"Dad!" Duck called out impatiently.

"But he always makes up for it with his enthusiasm." Kenny said with a smirk.

As Lee, Clementine, and Kenny arrived, they saw Duck talking to his mother. "Katjaa..." Clementine thought being happy at seeing the blonde belgian woman. Clementine remembered how Katjaa committed suicide at the fact that she was going to lose Duck, which Clementine also once again promised to save Katjaa.

Authors Note: I saw the reviews from Worker72 about Clementine having a gun and how others won't like it, and I agree they won't like it. But in an apocalypse like that, everyone needs a gun or some kind of weapon, even the kids. But I take your word Worker72 that Hershel won't like it, which is why she won't reveal her gun in this chapter.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE WALKING DEAD.

"Hey, get up." a deep southern accent said to Lee and Clementine.

Once Clementine got up, she felt happy at seeing the redneck from Fort Lauderdale known as Kenny, After he lost Katjaa and Duck, he became a broken man, and then after he lost Sarita, he just lost it when he tried to kill Jane for losing A.J., which is why Clementine promised to prevent all that from happening. And Clementine knew she slept in a barn, but couldn't help but complain.

"Ugh... I feel itchy." Clementine groaned.

"Well, you slept in a barn, little lady, your just lucky you didn't get spiders in your hair." Kenny joked.

Clementine gasped, and looked up. She was still wary of jokes like that.

"But I bet your daddy scared em' all away, huh?" Kenny said to Lee.

"I'm uh... not her dad, name's Lee." Lee introduced to Kenny in his usual deep voice.

"I'm Kenny." Kenny introduced. They then heard a certain ten year old's excited voice.

"Dad! We're gonna build a fence! They have a tractor and everything!" Duck called out to his father before running off. Clementine felt once again happy she saw her friend again, she then remembered during the bandit attack on the motor inn and before they abandoned it, Duck got bitten by a walker while the motor inn was being overrun by walkers.

"We better get going, or we won't hear the end of it." Kenny said.

"That's my boy, Ken Jr, but we call him Duck though." Kenny introduced as they walked out of the barn.

"Duck?" Lee asked.

"Yeah, nothing bothers him, like water off a duck's back, you know?" Kenny replied.

"That's a valuable treat lately." Lee said.

"Well frankly, I think it's because he dumb as a bag of hammers." Kenny retorted.

"Dad!" Duck called out impatiently.

"But he always makes up for it with his enthusiasm." Kenny said with a smirk.

As Lee, Clementine, and Kenny arrived, they saw Duck talking to his mother. "Katjaa..." Clementine thought being happy at seeing the blonde belgian woman. Clementine remembered how Katjaa committed suicide at the fact that she was going to lose Duck, which Clementine also once again promised to save Katjaa.

"Word is you we're going to Macon." Kenny said to Lee. Clementine knew Macon was overrun, but also knew more of her friends were there.

"My family's from Macon." Lee replied.

"Well, Macon's on the way, and I personally enjoy the company of a guy who can knows how to knock a couple of heads together if he has to." Kenny offered.

"Sure, we'll tag along." Lee answered.

Kenny then introduced to Katjaa and Duck, "Honey, Duck, this is Lee and uh... what's the girl's name?" Kenny asked at the end.

"Clementine." Lee told them.

"That's a very pretty name." Katjaa complimented Clementine with a kind smile.

"Thanks." Clementine thanked Katjaa.

Shawn came up to them and announced "Well, we all saw what's out there. So the sooner we build this fence, the better."

"I wanna build a fence!" Duck said in his usual enthusiastic voice.

"Yeah? Well, I need a good foreman anyways, you can just sit on the tractor and yell at me whenever I take a water break." Shawn told Duck.

Clementine remembered the tractor caused Shawn's death and quickly interjected.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Clementine said. Everyone looked at her surprised.

"Why not Clem?" Lee asked.

"Well... as Shawn said, we know what's out there, and I heard a tractor can be handled wrongly, and might move onto Shawn. And walkers are probably around here." Clementine explained.

There was a moment of silence. Clementine started to get nervous until Lee said "Clem does have a point."

"Yeah, there's some serious shit going on now." Kenny agreed.

"Ken! Don't curse in front of Duck!" Katjaa scolded her husband. "But yes, I agree with you. Sorry Ducky." Katjaa told her son.

Duck looked disappointed until Shawn reassured him "Hey, you can still be my foreman."

"Okay." Duck said happy again. "That was fast." Clementine joked in her mind. As soon as Shawn and Duck walked off, Katjaa told Lee "I can keep an eye on your little girl for you on the porch. We can visit." Katjaa told Lee with a smile.

Kenny walked off to work on the truck, and Clementine decided to sit next to Katjaa to talk about first grade once again, and Clementine smiled to herself, knowing she saved one life.

Lee decided to go to Kenny.

"Hey there Kenny." Lee greeted.

"So what's your famous plan?" Lee asked.

"Get on down to Lauderdale and let this mess gets sorted out. Government will hand out shots, and the national guard will do its thing." Kenny replied.

Kenny continued "And the odd chance things get too bad, we could just... hop on my boat I guess."

"You got a boat?" Lee asked.

"I'm a commercial fisherman catching mackerel, dolphin, whatever's biting and paying. Katjaa wouldn't be too wild about it, but boat's not that bad." Kenny answered.

"Need any help?" Lee asked.

"Nah, I think I got it." Kenny answered.

"Do you need help?" Kenny asked.

"Me?" Lee asked.

"I mean taking care of that little girl. You know what your doing? You got kids of your own?" Kenny said.

Lee didn't have kids, but somehow, he felt he knew everything Clementine, a little girl he just met, needed.

"I think I've got it handled, as long as I keep her safe, I think I'm doing alright." Lee replied.

"With those things out there, maybe, I'm sure that's enough. But you gotta ask yourself if your the type of guy to do more than that parents are gone." Kenny said now facing Lee.

Lee nodded and said "I'll keep that in mind."

Lee then decided to ask "How's your son doing?"

Kenny replied "Good, I think. Katjaa's got a sister up in Memphis. We were coming back from visiting her, we were at a gas station and someone grabbed my boy, I thought he was kidnapping him, I was on the fucker in two seconds and... christ, just glad I was there." Kenny said in relief at the end.

He continued "We saw a lot of bodies before we stumbled upon Hershel's. We're a tough family. Nothing's gonna faze us." Kenny finished.

"See ya." Lee bid him.

"Clem lost her parents, so... you do what you gotta do, take care of each other, and survive." Lee stated in his mind.

Lee continued to work around the farm in piece until it was time to depart,

"Ya'll take care of yourself's now." Hershel said to Lee, Clementine, Kenny, Katjaa, and Duck while they got in the truck.

"Yeah, we're gonna need it." Kenny said, and before he got in the driver's seat, he said "Thanks."

He got in, and Shawn said "Keep yourselves safe."

Lee replied "You too." he nodded, and got in with Clementine.

The group of five drove off, leaving the farm behind them, and driving off to Macon.

All of rode there, with them unaware, except Clementine, what Macon had in store for them.

Authors Note: Once again, I hoped you liked it, and please leave a review.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE WALKING DEAD