The Meeting Place, 6 hours and 30 minuets after Carver's Death

When she returned, Sarah hadn't moved an inch from where she was sitting. On the other side of the area, Rebecca was leaning against a wall with Kenny sitting on the fountain.

"I'm not supposed to be in labor yet," said Rebecca, "What if somethings wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, babies know how to be born," said Kenny

Rebecca looked up when she saw Clem approaching

"Clementine."

"What'd you find?" said Kenny

"The building out back has an observation deck." said Clementine

"Somewhere to have the baby?" said Rebecca

"It's high up, so yea. It should be safe."

"Sounds good," said Kenny, "We'll go as soon as Mike and Bonnie get back."

"How are you feeling?" said Clem

Rebecca looked down, "Scared, and it hurts."

"That's typically how births go." said Kenny

Rebecca sighed, "I wish Alvin was here."

"Everything he did was for you and the baby. Back at Carver's office, he stayed behind to stop the people from chasing us. He died to keep us safe."

Reb sighed again, "Of course he would do something like that..." said Rebecca, "I know it's not the time, but I can't stop thinking about things I should have said to him...he should be here to raise his child."

"We'll all be here to help," said Clem

"You're a good kid, Clementine," said Rebecca, "Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

Then another wave of pain hit her and she fell back against the wall, Kenny moved to support her

"Don't worry, I got this." he said, "We ain't seen Mike or Bonnie in awhile, maybe you should go check on them."

"They won't be happy to see me." said Clementine

"Well I don't live for their happiness."

Clem was about to head out, then stopped, "I almost forgot, here." she said, handing Kenny the pain killers, "Is it safe for Rebecca to take?"

Kenny looked at the details on the bottle, "It'll make her comfortable, at least." he handed it to Rebecca

"Clementine, you are my favorite person. Ever. Of all time." Rebecca said gratefully, downing a couple pills

On her way out, Clementine stopped by where Sarah was. She greeted her, but only got a dark look back. She decided it probably wasn't the best time to talk and headed out

The Civil War Museum, 6 hours and 56 minuets after Carver's Death

A couple dead zombies littered the graveyard in front of the museum. Clementine checked each of them with a trusty screwdriver to the head as taught, and was on her way checking the last one when Bonnie came out.

"I think we got em...mind sating your bloodlust on the walking ones?"

"Just checking, Bonnie." said Clementine, slightly annoyed

"Right." said Bonnie, unconvinced

Mike walked out to join them

"What's up? I thought you'd gone with Jane?" said Mike

"I did. And we found some medicine and a safe place for the birth."

"Great." said Bonnie, unenthusiastically, "Well, we're doing fine here. You can head on back now."

"We won't be here much longer, wait about ten minuets and we can all head back together." said Mike

"But Mike, I thought I told you-"

"Quit trying to turn everything into a fight, Bonnie." said Mike

"It makes sense for all of us to head back together," said Clem, "It's getting dark."

"Fine!" said Bonnie, walking back inside

"Don't worry about her," said Mike

"I don't."

They all walked back inside, Mike moved over to a box and started looking through it while Bonnie searched one corner of the museum.

"Keep one eye on the woods," Bonnie called out, "I don't want anything creeping out of the woods."

"I'll watch one side, you watch the other." said Mike

"Deal."

Clem looked at one of the water coolers, and tried to turn it on. No water. "Guess that would have been optimistic." said Clem to herself. She then stopped by one of the displays, an old miniature set of one of the forts. "Lee would have loved this place." she said with a sigh

Then, finally, she found something useful

"Hey, I found an old trench coat," she called out

"I suppose we could use it as a blanket." said Bonnie, walking over

"How did you miss this?" said Clemetine, "It was just lying on the ground."

"Because...because..." said Bonnie, looking for an excuse

"What were you doing the entire time you've been here?" said Clem

"Searching!" said Bonnie

"Chatting my ear off." said Mike

"Tha-that is...so...not true! Wait, were you even listening the entire ti-"

"No, I wasn't. I was too busy doing my job to hear your complaints and worries."

"Well maybe if you listened, you would learn a thing or two!"

"Shut up, Bonnie." said Clementine, "Your track record is already bad and we have plenty of mouths to feed, so make yourself useful."

"Now you lis-"

"You were right about this coat," said Clementine, cutting her off and holding up the confederate trench coat, "This would make a good blanket for Rebecca."

Mike looked at it, "Well yea, but...isn't grey the uhh..." they both looked at him, "We can't put Rebecca in a confederate coat."

"Oh, right, I really need to get my priorities strait." said Bonnie, rolling her eyes

"It'll keep her warm, Mike, that's good enough." Clementine

"Yea, I guess so..." he walked off, defeated

Clementine moved to the ticket booth, and tried the door. Locked, because everything always was. Failing that, she looked over at the shutters. She tried opening it, but it ended up getting jammed about half a foot up (or a or a 10th of a meter, for all you not-dumb Americans)

She looked through the small opening, and saw water on the other side. A couple containers of it. "Come look at this!"

Bonnie and Mike came over and looked through

"Water!" said Bonnie, "Bottled and clean, that's just what we need!"

"Yea, but I tried the door earlier, it was locked." said Mike

"Same here." said Clementine

Bonnie looked at the opening, "Y'know...someone small could probably fit through there." she looked at Clementine, challengingly, "It'd be a great help."

"Or, we could not be stupid, and just kick the door down." said Clementine

"Well, that'd make a lot of noise, now wouldn't it?" said Bonnie

"No more than your shouting earlier, and that didn't draw anyone."

"I'll give it a shot." said Mike, walking over to the door

Upon the first kick, they heard a zombie waking up on the other side and snarling at them, trying to get through under the shutters

"Well, good thing you didn't crawl through." said Mike, "That would have been a stupid way to die."

"Yea, good thing." said Clem, looking at Bonnie

"Just...get that door open!" said Bonnie

The second the door came down, the museum employee came through snarling. Clem brought it down with a screwdriver to the knee, then another one to the back of the head

"I'll keep watching the forests," said Bonnie, walking away

Clem and Mike walked in to see two huge containers of water

Mike picked one up with ease, while Clementine was met with a reminder that she was in a little girl's body when trying to lift the other container

"Don't worry, I got it." said Mike, picking up the other water container with his free hand. They walked out of the booth

"That...looks pretty heavy." said Clem

"It ain't shit," Mike said reassuringly, "Man, it's been awhile since I've seen this much water. Carver may have been crazy, but at least his shelves were always full."

"We'll just have to ration smartly." said Clem

"We'll have to be conservative as hell, that's for sure," said Mike, "With that baby on the way, it'll be hard for all of us. Especially Rebecca. between you and me, she's not looking too good."

He was interrupted by Bonnie's whispered yell, "Hey guys!" she called them over

They crouched behind a wooden wall to witness a racoon sitting by the door

"It just walked right in like it owned the place, figured it'd make a nice meal."

"Are racoons safe to eat?" said Clem

"I'd eat the shit out of that racoon," Mike said greedily

Awkward silence

"Not re-I- I just mean I'd be really happy to eat that racoon."

"Fresh meat would be good for Rebecca."

The racoon spotted them, and made a weird sound that probably should have been threatening and ran

"After it!" said Mike, running strait towards it's hiding place

Bonnie tried cornering it, while Clem ran to stand by the exit

It ran past Mike and Bonnie, and started charging toward Clem

Clem kicked the racoon as it ran past, the speed at which it moved adding to the damage done, it flew for a bit then landed against one of the exhibits. Clem ran up to it and stabbed it near the leg with the trusty screwdriver

"Nice!" said Mike, as the three of them surrounded it

The racoon, still alive after the stab, started calling out, and they heard some rustling behind them

Mike pulled out his gun, expecting a walker, only to be met with two baby racoons

The two kids stared at them, and called out to their mother, who was trying to limp towards them

"Does...anyone else suddenly feel bad about eating?" said Mike

"Maybe we should just let it go..." said Bonnie, "What do you think, Clem?"

Clem looked at the mother racoon, then at the children, an analytical look on her face, "If we tied down the mother and made it look like we weren't here, those two would come towards it. Me and Bonnie will block the exits, Mike charges towards them, and boom. We have three racoons for the price of one." she looked up at them, feeling satisfied with her plan

"...So let me get this strait, you want to use a mother's cries to draw out her children so we could eat the entire family." said Bonnie

"We need the meat," said Clementine, defensively

"But that's just sick! You don't eat baby animals!"

"You're turning down a huge meal because of that? Stop being so senti-"

"Woah hey! The meat is getting away!" said Mike

They looked at the mother racoon to see she had manged to limp all the way to the door and round a corner

They ran around, just in time to watch it run into a hole in the building's wall, probably its nest

They looked inside the nest and couldn't see a trace of it

"I take it back, I am perfectly OK with eating racoon." said Mike

A/N: This, children, is what we call a filler-episode, it's when a chapter or segment of a series has absolutely nothing happen in it while the audience sits back bored out of their mind. I apologize.