As soon as Clementine and Clyde made it back to the cabin, they were frantic. Jules was in the house taking care of Alvin Jr., but Paul and Amber were gone.
Clementine: Where are the others?
Jules: Amber sent Paul hunting. Amber left, but she didn't tell me where she was going.
Clementine: Jules take care of Alvin. I'm going to go search for them.
Clyde: I'll come with you.
Clementine: No. You should stay here. If the bandits find this cabin you have to defend it. And you need to pack our stuff so when we get back we can go.
Clyde: Can I trust you will be alright?
Clementine: I'll be fine. Make sure you keep Jules safe.
A few days earlier, Clementine went hunting with Paul. She had an idea where she could find him. She needed to be careful. Walkers had seemed to randomly appear and attack so she also needed to watch her back. Clementine had forgotten to bring a blunt or blade with her, but there were other ways of killing Walkers. She could sweep them just like Jane taught her and bash their head in with the handle of her new guns.
The hunting grounds were not very far away. Close enough to the cabin to walk ten minutes to reach. Clementine reached it under three without a single incident. When she reached the hunting area she was tired, but instead of resting, she searched for Paul. She ran to and fro Paul's favorite hunting spots. Each time she made it to a location she took a few seconds to rest than she ran to the next area. She was having no luck.
Clementine: Why…
Clementine was so fatigued she could not finish her sentence all at once.
Clementine: …can't I find him.
She was standing right where she began wondering where he could be. She plopped down on her rear and lifted her knees so she could rest on them. While regaining her strength she thought where hasn't she checked? He could be down by the lake. The day before, she remembered him saying when they go into town, if they could come across some fishing poles they could catch fish instead of eating unclean meats. Or he could be hunting in a different location. Near the river seemed like the safest bet to Clementine. It sounded a lot smarter than searching the woods for someplace she doesn't know of. Clementine needed more time to recuperate, but that time was taken from her. As she sat and gathered her strength she began hearing the snarling of a Walker. She turned around and saw one walking toward her. Clementine wasn't up for killing it, but she had no choice. She rose to her feet and got ready to sweep the Walker. But she it wasn't necessary.
Clementine didn't have to do anything. The man she was looking for walked behind the Walker and axed the back of his head. After pulling the ax out, he spoke.
Paul: Are you alright?
Clementine: I could have taken care of him.
Paul: What are you doing here?
Clementine: I was looking for you. Where were you?
Paul: I was fishing. I used some things around the cabin to create a spear. The spear broke and I wasn't able to catch any, so I began hunting. I thought I tried some new spots. What, is something wrong?
Clementine: We need to move. The bandits know were here.
Paul: How do you know that?
Clementine: Clyde and I killed two of them in town. We don't have much time. We need to leave before their friends come back and find the cabin.
Paul: That's really unfortunate. I understand. Let's go.
Clementine: Where is Amber?
Paul: I don't know. You go find her. I'll head back to the cabin to see what I can do.
Clementine wasn't sure where to begin. If she wasn't in the cabin there are only so many places left. The cabin was in the woods, but past the woods was a plain field. Unless she was enjoying the sunshine in the field, which is not her style, or killing Walkers there was nothing else for her to do. And Amber is not the type of person to put herself in danger if she doesn't need to.
Then it dawned on Clementine. What if she was visiting Brandon at the crash site? Clementine had to make sure. If she wasn't there then there was nothing more she could do. She wanted to find Amber quickly. Alvin Jr. was in danger once again. She needed to be with him.
Clementine paced herself better as she ran toward her destination. She still grew tired quickly, but she was able to persevere. Her thoughts stayed on Alvin Jr. as she approached the crash site. She didn't care if Amber was there or not she needed to protect that child. It was her child now and her responsibility. She loved him like any mother would love a child. Even if she has never undergone the burden of childbirth.
Luckily Amber was there. She was in the car drinking vodka and staring at Brandon's dead corpse. Clementine didn't understand her, but she knew she didn't have time to ask for an explanation.
Clementine: Amber we need to go.
Amber: Clementine.
Amber was surprised to see Clementine. However, her drinking had made it a little hard to comprehend or care too much.
Amber: What are you doing here?
Amber kept drinking.
Clementine: I'm here to get you. We need to go now. The bandits are on their way.
Amber eyes squinted. She looked at Brandon's rotten and decaying corpse.
Amber: Clementine, look at him. We're all going to die. So does it matter? We'll end up just like him if we're lucky.
Clementine: Amber, the group is in trouble. If you don't come to your senses we are going to leave you.
Amber: What? What's going on?
Clementine: The bandits are here! We need to leave now!
Amber: We have to go. Don't just stand there run! We need to get back to the cabin!
Clementine rolled her eyes at her. Amber dropped the vodka and began running. Clementine waited for Amber to pass then she follow behind.
When they both made it back to the cabin everything they needed were packed in backpacks and ready to go. The only thing that was missing was Clyde. Though Amber's thoughts were tainted with alcohol, she led her group. She looked Paul in the eyes and Paul returned her glance.
Amber: Where is Clyde?
Paul: He went to see if the bandits are coming.
Amber: If he isn't back in thirty seconds were leaving him.
Paul: That's unfair.
Clyde: Don't worry about it, I'm back.
Clementine: Was they out there?
Clyde: Tenfold. How can one camp support so many men? We need to leave now.
Clementine: Where are we going?
Clyde: Amber?
Amber was speechless. She didn't know where to go. She couldn't think straight and plot out her surroundings. Her mind was still tainted from the alcohol, a drawback of any leader.
Paul: I have friends in Milwaukee. Even if they're lost to us, they can still be of use to us. Many of them lived in country houses. They were vegetarians so they grew their own food. Even if their crops have withered away there is still a chance for revival.
Clyde: Okay we got a plan. Everyone, grab what you can. We're leaving.
Clementine grabbed a backpack and the diaper bag. She went to Jules and took possession of Alvin Jr. It was time to go.