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By the end of the day, the group was once again at going back and forth.

Clementine knew they could talk all they wanted about wanting to leave but it didn't change the fact that they were still trapped there.

Even when she was let out of the pen it was near impossible to find an escape route, considering she was never alone.

"We just need to figure a way outta here." Kenny said.

"Luke will help us." Nick spoke.

"Excuse me? I don't understand how you're gonna put your faith in that guy. He ain't around." Kenny argued.

"He'll come for us." Nick responded.

"And say he does, what is he gonna do?" Kenny demanded.

Nick shrugged, "He'll get us out." He replied. He knew Luke would have some kind of plan and that's all that mattered.

"Just him alone? All by himself?" Kenny scoffed. "You're dreaming kid. I hate to break it to ya, but your friend's gone and he ain't coming back."

"You don't know that." Rebecca cut in.

"I know he ain't done nothing yet. He's not here. If he was going to help he would've made a move already." Kenny said. "Face it, he's abandoned us."

"Luke wouldn't just abandon us." Nick shook his head.

"Says you." Kenny grumbled.

"Just watch, he'll be here." Nick stated.

"If he's not dead already." Clementine voiced quietly, pulling the group's focus to her.

Nick looked to her wide eyed, "Clem..." He trailed off as he noticed the faraway look in the kid's eyes.

"If the walkers didn't get him yet." The little girl continued.

"Don't talk like that, Clementine." Rebecca hushed.

"See." Kenny shook his head. "Even the kid knows you're delusional."

"Oh yeah? Like you and this Wellington place." Nick replied.

"Wellington is real. It's out there." Kenny said.

"And how do you know that?" Nick asked, not believing the man's word.

"Because I do." Kenny stated.

"Of course you do." Nick said sarcastically. "You know everything don't you?"

"Can you guys please stop fighting?" Sarah begged.

"Yes. Kenny, please calm down." Sarita joined the teen's pleas.

"I'm calm, hon..." Kenny gritted out.

"Why don't we just go to sleep?" Sarita suggested.

"Yeah. We could all use some rest." Rebecca agreed.

Sarita sent Kenny a pleading look causing him to sigh. "Fine."

The group wordlessly headed to bed.

Clementine had spent most of the night tossing and turning between nightmares.

Eventually, she managed to fall asleep. She was awoken by someone harshly shaking her a a voice saying, "Wake up."

As soon as the voice reached her ear Clementine practically jumped awake. Taking a quick look around, she was almost happy to find she was still in the pen. At least her she was safe. Away from Carver.

She looked around, surprised to find she was the only one in the room. Rubbing sleep out of her eyes, she asked, "Where is everyone?"

"All at work." Tavia answered, moving back to allow the girl to stand. "You're lucky. Bill let you sleep in."

Clementine felt her heart jump at the mention of Carver. She really hated him, but she was glad he had allowed her to sleep in although she didn't know why.

"He gives you special treatment…" Tavia mumbled, the woman sounded almost annoyed.

Clementine frowned. She didn't consider the things Carver did to her to be special treatment. If anything, she considered it torture. He was constantly humiliating and hurting her.

Tavia began talking. But she wasn't listening. She was lost in her thoughts.

Carver hadn't called her for nearly two days. In fact, everytime she saw him, he seemed to just avoid her. He acted like the whole thing had never happened. And as far as Clementine was concerned, it didn't. She would prefer to shove the whole incident to the back of her mind. She was hoping he'd grown tired of touching her.

Had Rebecca been right? Maybe he realized she didn't like it and decided to stop? As long as didn't come near her, what happened in there would never leave that room.

She hadn't told anyone, and she wouldn't tell a soul.

"Clementine!" Tavia called louder, pulling the girl out of her thoughts.

No. No. No. No. She was terrified, frozen in fear as she wondered what the woman's next words would be.

"You're with Bonnie today." Tavia said.

Clementine sighed in relief causing Tavia to raise a brow.

"Come on." The woman said.

The girl was silent as she followed Tavia to her assigned work spot. She was greeted by the red head woman who smiled down at the girl. "Hey, Clem. You're with me today?"

"Yeah." Clementine nodded.

"Okay. Thanks, Tavia." Bonnie nodded the woman off. Tavia took her leave and the two found themselves alone.

"I wanted to check up on you." Bonnie spoke softly.

Clementine took in a heavy breath. "I'm fine."

"You sure?" Bonnie asked. "Did someone say something to upset you?"

"No." Clementine said, not in the mood for the questions.

"Are you sure, Clementine?" She asked for a seconded time.

"I'm sure." Clementine replied. She was so tired, the day seemed endless and it had only just started. "Can we just get this done."

Bonnie sighed, seeing Clementine wasn't going to tell her what had been bothering her. She'd just let it go for now. "Sure."

The job was an easy one. Loading magazines, the same way she had on her first day at Howes. Clementine did so in silence. She wanted so desperately to have a weapon. If she had a gun, no one would dare touch her.

She shook the thought away and continued loading the magazines.

They finished quickly. Clementine reluctantly placed the remain ammo down. If only she could get her hands on a gun…

"Thanks for the help, Clem." Bonnie smiled.

"Yeah." The girl nodded. "You welcome." It wasn't like she had a choice.

"Hey, Clem..." She knelt in front of the girl. "If you ever need to talk, you can come to me."

She noticed a sad look in the girl's eyes for a brief second before it was gone.

Clementine nodded, a small smile crossing her lips. "Thanks." She turned to leave.

Bonnie just hoped she would take her advice.

"Oh and city mouse," Bonnie called.

Clementine stopped at the door, looking over her shoulder to the woman.

"Bill wanted to see you." Bonnie said. And the girl felt her stomach drop to the floor.