Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Our group had no place to go, and the snowflakes were slowly floating down,
none of them could tell whether it already was winter or not, because months didn't
matter anymore. Clementine luckily had her hoodie, but that wasn't enough in a long shot,
Christa had her jacket, it did alright too, for now at least.
Omid and Andrei were still working on getting the stuff back to the shack.
Andrei was still starting the car, while Omid was keeping those crawlies off, if they'd come to close.
Omid: "C'mon, can't you do that faster?"
Andrei: "No,... I'm working on it, shoot them if they come too close, but not if it's not necessary..."
Omid: "Got it..."

There were approximately around 20 walkers approaching slowly, hopefully not more than 18, because
when it came down to shooting, that's the amount of bullets they had left in the handgun, and the rifle
was very useful for long range, they definitely didn't want to waste that.

Omid started shooting at the horde because some of them were too close.
5 walkers dropped dead, luckily Omid didn't miss a single shot.
Omid: "C'mon, c'mon, C'..."
Andrei: "Got it, get the hell in!" he cut off Omid's words.
It was a black 1999 Cadillac Escalade SUV, a very reliable car, they drove out of the
village the way they entered, the snowflakes were generating a peaceful atmosphere,
though it actually was everything except for peaceful out there, in the car they found some CDs and it
looked like somebody already prepared for winter, Omid found a "Let it snow" CD.
Omid: "Oh man... look what I got here!"
Andrei: "And what would that be?"
Omid: "This song... was always played on Christmas, back when I was a child, damn."
He said that with a excited look in his face.
Andrei: "So, let's play it, but keep the volume down."

Omid inserted the disc, and the song started.

Oh the weather outside is so frightful
but the fire is so delightful,
Since we've got no place to go...

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

It doesn't show signs for stopping,
and I brought some corn for popping,
Lights are turned down to low...

Let it snow, let it snow, and snow...

When we finally kiss good night,
How I'll hate going out in the storm,
But if you really hold me tight,
All the way home, I'll be warm...

The fire is slowly dyin',
And my dear we are still good-byein'
As long as you love me so...

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snoooow...

Omid wiped the tears in his eyes.
Omid: *sniff* "uhhhhh... this song is so great... man..., where the hell did yesterday go..."
Andrei: "Yeah... I feel you, I don't know what I'd give to go back to those times..."
Omid: "At least I still got something left in this world..., I gotta fight for my girlfriend you know?"
Andrei: "Yeah, and for your kid."
Omid: "My both kids, Clementine is practically our daughter now too... her parents are... you know...
for sure... there is not even the slightest doubt... poor girl, she saw her dead parents in one moment,
and Lee, the man she was almost as close to, as she was to her parents, just died moments later..."
Andrei: "Uhhhhh... can't imagine that..." He said with a look of disbelief and disgust on his face.
Omid: "That's why I have to try my best and... be as much of a replacement as somehow possible,
I don't want to die, not for my sake, but for my girls' sake, Christa and Clem, and my baby, they'll need me..."

Silence plagued the atmosphere for the next minutes until Omid breached the silence.
Omid: "What are Russian special forces doing in a forest, in Georgia?"
Andrei: "Nothing, I was in the Speznas, but that... is a long time ago, I didn't feel like doing that anymore,
I wanted to get out of the country, into the land of opportunity, as you call it."
Omid: "Had luck here?"
Andrei: "Wouldn't call it luck, my life was alright, but that's about it, worked up as a... how do you call it...
janitor, had a little house, because I saved some money back in Russia, but... you know... not much luck
with women, and neither with kids... never got to be husband or father..."
Omid: "I'm sorry..."
Andrei: "Not your fault."
Omid: "You know what?"
Andrei: "Huh...?"
Omid: "I didn't trust you at first, I mean you pointed a gun at me... and all, but now I see you are an OK guy,
let me drive, I'll show you where my people stay."
Andrei: "Okay, I'll pull over."

Said and done, they changed positions, and drove further on.

Andrei: "Hey..."
Omid: "Yeah?"
Andrei: "Thanks for those words, good to hear I got one friend left on this world."
Omid: "I mean it."

After some time they finally arrived at the hill, where they used to stay.

Christa was happy to see a car, but pointed her gun at it,... precaution.
Omid: "Let me get out first, that's my girlfriend."
Christa: "Oh my god Omid it is you!" She said with a thankful tone in her voice.
Omid: "Heeeeeeey baby!" He said happily. "I brought us an ally, come on out Andrei."
Andrei exited the car: "Privjet (Russian for: "Hello") My name is Andrei"
Christa: "Hey, I'm Christa." She said that carefully.
Omid: "It's alright, he can be trusted, had enough opportunities to shoot me, but he saved me instead."
Christa: "Well, then... it's nice to meet you." She said nicely.
Clementine ran up to Omid and hugged him.
Clementine: "Hey Omid!" She was happy and excited what happened in the forest, she knew Omid would tell
her later, that was the closest thing to tales those days.
Omid: "Awwwww Heeeeey." He said with the same lucky voice he greeted Christa.
Andrei: "Look, what we brought" He got out the self made bag.
Christa: "What's in it?"
Omid: "We'll show you inside."

They put the bag on the floor inside and unknotted the rope.
The tarpaulin opened up.

Clementine: "Winter clothes!" She said excited.
Christa: "Omid... you are the best."
Omid: "That wouldn't have been possible, without our friend here" he pointed at Andrei.
Christa: "Yeah the both of you are great."

Christa took out a brown winter jacket for herself, Omid took out a black one for himself,
Andrei took out a leather jacket for himself, Clementine took out a pink hoodie, and a white winter jacket for herself,
and a winter jeans, because the leggins alone, wouldn't keep her warm, she could keep the skirt on,
but that wouldn't look good with jeans.

Clementine: "Thanks for the hoodie, b-but can I hold onto this one?" She asked, it had personal values.
Omid knew, so he answered: "Sure, honey, but... we'll keep this one as well, okay?"
Clementine: "Okay." She smiled.
Clementine saw the teddy bear they brought her, she thought: "I'm a little bit too old for that, but it's nice anyways"
she said: "Thanks for the teddy, it's nice" and smiled gently.

It was a little like Christmas, and they all felt that way, the bag, Santa's bag if you want it that way,
laid down on the ground and they had gathered around it and sat down, they talked, laughed and smiled,
felt a certain warmth inside, the clothes were taken out of the bag and everyone enjoyed them, like Christmas gifts.
It reminded them of what things used to be, it was sad somehow, but nice and peaceful too, hopefully
no walker would dare and interrupt this one, special evening.

It was time to eat, so they got out 4 cans of food, beans, noodles, ham, there were some old cooking pots and
frying pans in the shack, and they had water left.
So Christa decided to cook something out of those 4 cans over a campfire outside, a little tiny Christmas feast.

Once the fire was set up by the men, and the meal was cooked, they ate together, and after that the sun was
about to sink into those golden hills of Georgia, and end the day once more, there wasn't much they could do now,
they'd have time for talking the next day, it was more important to get some rest and sleep, so the last thing there was to do,
was splitting up the shifts for the watch, someone had to do it...

They decided that Christa would do it this night, because Omid has done it last night, and Andrei spent days of surviving in the forest,
without sleeping.

Overview: 39x 9mm rounds + an unopened package 13 in each 9mm gun,
an unopened package of .44 Magnum rounds and an empty revolver,
a shotgun with 8x buckshots, and an unopened package of buckshots,
and 3x 7.62 rounds in the rifle.

Author's note:
Thanks for reading once more, hopefully
you like the way the village played out, I
didn't feel like killing off anyone yet, though
Andrei was originally planned to be killed off,
then I figured that's... too... cheap, to introduce
someone, and kill him off right away.
For now it seems like our group has quite a lucky
streak, but as the twd universe teaches us each time...
It could end any time. Hopefully you'll be there
on the next chapter.