"Hey, sweetheart," Luke said, picking up Clementine out of her bed. "Miss me?"

"Luke!" Clementine squealed with excitement before wrapping her short arms around his neck. "I was scared."

"Aw, why?" Luke asked, beginning to gently bounce Clementine up and down.

"I…my…uhm-

"Luke, she's awake," Carlos said, putting his hand on Luke's shoulder.

"Hi, Carwos!" Clementine said, cheerfully.

"Hi, sweetheart." Carlos scoffed, kindly smiling at the girl. "Luke, the woman you brought in, she's a little shaken up. Maybe she'll feel better if you talk to her, someone more familiar. I'll look after the baby."

"Alright. You gonna be a good girl for Carlos, baby girl?" Luke asked, passing her over into Carlos's arms.

"Okay…but don't be long," Clementine said, starting to suck her thumb rhythmically.

Luke smiled and ruffled the little girl's crazy black hair. He wandered through into the kitchen where the woman was sitting at the table, completely alone, just staring down at her hands. Luke smiled at her and sat in the chair parallel to her. "Hey," Luke said.

The woman looked up at Luke then back at her hands, rubbing her freshly bandaged arm. "I'm sorry." The woman sighed. "You people shouldn't have done this, these are your supplies."

"I'm just glad we could help. I'm sorry I didn't believe you." Luke sighed. "It was stupid, I just wasn't thinking straight."

"No…no, it's not. The amount of bullshit I've seen, it's hard to believe anything you see nowadays." The woman sighed.

"I guess I'm just a little more…paranoid, nowadays. Me and my friends, we were staying in this huge settlement, we lost our touch for survival. Also, I've got…more to lose, nowadays." Luke said.

"Huh…funny." The woman said, with a small, sad laugh. "I've never had less to lose since recently. It all started when those…fucking…scavengers…monsters."

The woman choked back tears, clenching her fists and gritting her teeth. "What happened?" Luke asked. He hated to get the clearly upset and angry woman to tell him more, but he needed to know for the safety of him and his group.

"I don't know if I-

"I know, just…take your time. It's just important I know." Luke said.

After some hesitation the woman closed her eyes and began to open up to Luke about her past.

"I was with my girl, my husband, he…he disappeared a while back. Left camp one day and never came back. It was just me and her, things were going okay. Then…well, we set up camp not far from here, I think. These people were shouting near the camp about something, I wanted to make sure they were keeping their distance, I went to go see what was the problem, I took my gun and went to check it out. They caught me…" She said, obviously on the verge of tears.

Luke stood up from the table and went over to the cupboard where the group kept the food and drinks. He took out a small juice box they had found in the cabin and sat it in front of the woman. He sat down again, waiting for her to finish the story.

"…Thanks. So…" She huffed. "I managed to take out one, but then this one asshole, had this knife he taped onto a stick, like a kind of spear, he almost got me, I managed to step back but I dropped the gun trying to dodge the fucker. I ran for it, thought I could lose 'em. I did…they chased me down into this river. God knows how long after, it must've been hours, the sun was rising, I was washed up on this beach. I started walking. I needed to make it back to camp. That's when I met the dog."

"It just attacked you right there?" Luke asked.

"No, it was okay first off. We went into this camp, it was completely run down. Walker tied up against a tree, tried to cut the bite out. It didn't work. I was starved, I managed to find a can of beans or something in this old barrel the group used as a trash can. I shared started eating this beans and the dog went insane, started jumping on me, trying to rip my arm off. I tried to kick it off, but it just kept coming back, biting in the exact same place. After a while I kicked it too close to that walker by the tree. It grabbed the poor animal and…yeah. Must've passed out four times before I came across you and your friend." She explained.

Luke thought back of every word she had told him. That's when some of the things started to connect. "…This…this girl, you were with…" Luke said, hesitantly. "How old was she?"

The woman closed her eyes and held her hands up against her forehead. "Poor little cupcake. She was only two. God knows what happened to her. Do you think we can…just…move…move on?" The woman asked, almost bursting into tears.

"I…I…don't know how to…this is…" Luke stumbled, unable to find the words to tell this woman her baby was okay. Before he said anything he needed to be sure. "What was her name?"

"Her…name was…Clementine." The woman choked.

Luke looked at her with a wide smile. "You must be Chwiska, huh?" Luke said, with a small laugh

The woman's eyes widened as she covered her mouth in excitement and hope. He stood up from the table, helping Christa to her feet before directing her into the living room where Carlos and Shel were sitting with Clementine.

Clem's eyes instantly filled with tears as her thumb dropped out of her mouth. "C…Chwiska?" Clementine sniffled, crawling over Shel and Carlos to the arm of the couch closest to Christa. She shakily stood up onto the couch cushion. Christa walked over to her and picked her up, tearfully, cuddling the baby close to her.

Hey guys, not too happy with how this one turned out. Again, this one doesn't have too much interaction with Luke and Clementine, but it will soon, promise :3