When the children walked back, Isaac noticed that Pete and Luke were talking to Andres and Jerry by the rock on the edge of the cliff. From where he stood, Isaac could see the irritation on Jerry's face as he crossed his arms. Andres didn't look too happy either.

Isaac turned his head toward Clementine who was standing to his right, watching the men talk. "Do you mind keeping her company?" he asked her. She looked back at him. "Sure," she replied. "Thanks. Won't take too long," he said before heading towards the group of four.

Clementine watched Isaac as he approached them. After a few seconds, she felt a small tug on her shirt. She looked down to see Sophia staring up at her as if she was curious about something.

"Hi there. Um, my name is Clementine." She said awkwardly, not knowing what else to do. Sophia continued to stare for a moment before the toddler opened her mouth. "Cle-Clem" Sophia tried to pronounce her name. Clementine smiled at the girl. "That's my name... Heh. You're a smart one, aren't you?" Clementine watched as the girl smiled back at her.

"And you two just stumbled upon him?" Pete asked Andres who nodded in response. "Yeah. When we found that truck, we weren't expecting to find a kid aiming a gun at us," he said.

"Shouldn't let a kid threaten you so easily." Andres turned his head towards Isaac as he said that. "Most people would've shot you without a second thought." the man told Isaac in response. The child nodded his head after a moment. "Point taken," he said.

Pete and Luke stared at the child, Luke with a saddened expression and Pete with a slightly angered look in his eyes.

The older of the two turned his head towards the big building at the top of the mountain. "Anyway, we're headin' towards that building up there. Rest up, then keep goin'." Pete said, pointing up at the top of the mountain. Andres looked up at the building for a moment before noticing the red bridge that connects to the other side of the river below. "What's the plan? Everyone at once?" Jerry asked, noticing the same thing.

Luke shook his head. "I'd rather talk it out with everyone else first," he said. Pete nodded in agreement. Andres shrugged his shoulders. "That's fine," he said.

Luke then went over to the others, with Pete following him.

Isaac and Andres made eye contact for a moment. "Well, let's get this over with." He muttered before heading in the same direction. Jerry stood there for a few seconds before sighing deeply. He said nothing else as he followed his friend.

Isaac ran up to Clementine as she was kneeling down in front of Sophia with a smile on her face. Clem looked up at Isaac as he approached and stood up as he stopped. "We're planning our next move," Isaac told her. Clem nodded. She then took Sophia's hand and followed Isaac.

Nick was sitting up against a rock with his uncle standing next to him. Rebecca and Alvin were to their right, while Carlos stood across from Luke with his daughter to his left.

Clementine went to go stand next to Luke while Isaac and Sophia opted to be with Jerry and Andres who stood few feet away from everyone else.

Carlos waited for a moment before crossing his arms. "We have to cross that bridge. Let's go."

"Hold on now. We can't all go sprinting across that thing, okay? If we get spotted out there, we're gonna be trapped." Luke said.

"Going around that lake will take too long," Carlos argued. Luke put his left hand on his hip. "Right, but... look, we've got no idea who's out there. Okay, I'm gonna sneak across and make sure it's clear before we bring the whole group over." Luke said, removing his hand from his hip.

Carlos stared at the younger man for a few seconds. "You think splitting up the group is a good idea?" he questioned.

"I never said it was a GOOD idea. But it's better than riskin' everyone at once." Luke answered.

"What's your plan?" Alvin asked. Luke's gaze went over towards Isaac. "Isaac and I can scoot across low and slow and make sure nobody's waitin' for us on the other side." Isaac looked up at him as he said that with a thoughtful expression.

Andres took a glance at the kid next to him before placing a hand on his shoulder. The boy looked at him. They stared at each other for a moment. "You know you don't have to, right?" Andres told him.

Isaac nodded his head. "I know." The child turned his attention towards a rock and saw his black backpack laying up against it. The child then went to the bag to retrieve something.

While Andres and Isaac were talking, the others were still talking. "We'll have a tough time coverin' you from back here," Alvin said to Luke who had a slightly saddened look on his face. "Well, we'll just turn back if it gets hairy," he said in response.

Carlos looked down at the ground in thought for a few seconds before staring at Luke. "Are you sure about this? He's..." the Hispanic trailed off. Luke crossed his arms over his chest. "He's what?" Luke asked. Carlos kept his gaze on the younger male. "He's a child, Luke," Carlos answered.

"He's tougher than he looks. If he could kill a walker right after getting his arm sewed up, he's fit to cross a bridge." Luke argued. Alvin shoved his hands into his coat pockets. "He's got a point," Alvin added.

Isaac walked up to Luke and turned to look at Carlos. "I can do it," he said.

Luke smiled and crossed his arms. "See? No problem," he said. His smile fell after a couple of seconds and uncrossed his arms. "It's gonna be fine. Okay? We'll signal you guys in ten minutes. Just watch for a light at the far side." Luke told them. Nick then got to his feet. "I can go too," he said.

Pete then gripped his nephew's shoulder. Nick turned to look at him. "Just stay put. They'll be fine," he said to Nick. Nick looked like he wanted to argue, but after a few seconds, he nodded his head and sat back down.

"I don't like this," Carlos added his two cents. "Yeah, well, when's the last time you liked anything, Carlos?" Luke argued as he turned around. Isaac glanced at Sophia, then to Clementine. They stared at each other for a moment before he looked up at Luke. "Let's go," Isaac said. The two left the group.

After about a minute of walking, Luke spoke up. "Hey, uh, sorry about that. I just could really use your eyes, and right now I don't trust Nick to tie his own shoes," he said as he looked back for a moment. He then looked down at Isaac who was keeping his attention forward. "Carver was at the cabin while we went searching for you and Nick. Everyone's been on edge since then." Luke told him.

Isaac looked down for a few seconds. "Wasn't that, like, five days ago?" the child said. He looked up at Luke. "He's either persistent, or he's crazier than he was before." Isaac turned away. "Probably both," he added.

Luke stared at him for a moment before turning away as well. After a few seconds of silence, Luke spoke again. "You know what the most important thing in this world is?" He then looked back at the child. Isaac watched the ground in thought.

"What do you think everyone wants? Even the gangs. What do you think they're all after?" Isaac looked up after a few seconds. "Family..." Isaac answered. Luke watched him for a second before turning his attention forwards once again. "It's a tough world out there without people you can trust." Isaac frowned after he said that.

His thoughts went to the family he lost. His mother, grandfather, and others he came to care about that were either left behind or died trying to survive in this world.

As they got to the end of the trees, the two males noticed two walkers that were blocking their only way onto the bridge. One was roaming right in front of the bridge, while the other was lying against a rock to the left of the first.

"Hmm. We can't shoot 'em. Too much noise. But there're only two." Isaac pulled his knife out of his pocket. "Let's take 'em." the child said with a neutral look. Luke glanced down at him. "I like your style," he said with a smile.

They took a few steps forward and crouched down behind a rock. "I'll take the big one. You get shorty. Luke told Isaac. "Got it," Isaac said in reply.

"Good. Let's do it." Luke pulled out his machete while Isaac rose his knife. The two started to walk slowly towards their separate targets so they would have less of a chance to be spotted. As they split up, Isaac took a glance towards Luke for a moment before turning his attention to the walker he was going to kill. When he was a couple feet away, he rose his weapon above his head, ready to stab.

The boy didn't hesitate to put the ex-person down before it even got the chance to move. The hunting knife plunged straight through the top of its head with a bit of resistance. A couple of seconds after, he heard the swinging of metal to his right, where Luke took out the other walker. The man let out a breath as his walker fell.

The boy took a moment before pulling his knife out, darkened blood splatting onto his face in the process. Isaac turned to look at Luke who already had dried blood on his face from earlier. The man grinned at Isaac. "Nice job, kid." Isaac frowned before saying. "For killing something that was a person at some point.

Luke frowned as well shaking his head in agreement. "At least you ain't enjoying it. Like most people these days." Luke then turned towards the bridge. "Let's keep goin'." Isaac nodded and went to follow him.

(With Clementine)

Everyone sat or stood in their spots for the last minute in total silence. Carlos was standing where he was with his arms crossed, watching the bridge for any kind of signal. Sarah went over to Rebecca and Alvin and took a seat next to them, hugging her folded legs while doing so. The married couple didn't mind, Rebecca keeping an eye on her while her husband watched the two newcomers.

Andres and Jerry went to talk in private a few yards away by the rock while Sophia decided to sit next to Clem while playing with her stuffed animal.

The older girl watched Sophie with a small smile on her face. In her mind, it was better to not think about what ifs whenever someone or others decided to split up. It was less of a problem since she knew where they planned to go at least, but still...

"You all right, kid?" Clementine looked up at Pete who was now standing next to her. It was then that she noticed that she was frowning. The eleven-year-old chose to stay silent. Pete knelt down in front of her. "Gotta have more faith than that. He came back, didn't he?" The older man glanced over at Sophia. "And he found good people too."

Clementine looked down at her knees. "Maybe," she whispered in response. Pete was silent for a moment before getting up and walking away.

The little girl tightened her hold as she thought. "He might be right-" She then turned her head to look at the bridge. "-but anything can happen." Images of Lee started going through her head. From when he found her at her house, to the motor inn, then the St. Johns... After that, everyone she ever knew either died or were left behind. Lee hit her the hardest since he treated her like his own daughter. Ever since the cannibals, she treated Lee like the father-figure he was trying to be for her. He taught her to shoot a gun, keep her hair short, and the most important lesson was his last. "Don't be afraid."

Clementine hid her head in her arms whilst trying not to cry. A few seconds go by before she feels something poking her right arm. She looked up to see Sophia staring at her. They stared at each other for a moment. The older of the two started to smile a little bit. "You're cute, you know." She said silently.

"Maybe this time, things'll get better. Maybe..." Her smile fell for a couple of seconds before turning back to a smile. "Don't be afraid." She said to herself silently.

When I made my decision to start writing, I wanted to be someone that can finish the story. Not leave it behind. I'm sure at least most of you can agree. When you start reading a story that peaked your interest so much that you want to see how it ends, and when the people writing these incredible stories just stop, it leaves me feeling either sad or annoyed.

I get it. Life gets in your way so much that you have to leave things unfinished. Even if you enjoyed doing it. Maybe you just give up because it makes you feel overwhelmed, or bored of your own story. Or it's because you're not getting anything out of it.

I feel like I've lost interest for a while. I always read, but I barely wrote a few sentences before I get up and walk away. I've been working on this chapter since I posted the last one. Until a couple of weeks ago. When I just gave up on it entirely.

Telltale announced they were shutting down. I was scared of what fate had in store for Clementine's root story. That same day is when I started to write again.

I'm glad other people are stepping forward to finish what they started. Clementine "Doesn't feel hurt" anymore (Had to :)

I'm going to do my best to finish this story. I'm sorry it took me a while to come back to this. See y'all soon!