Thanks to gaara king of the sand for the help.

With each day that passed the city became a more eerie place to be. They traveled shorter and shorter each day, finding no survivors.

They were no strangers to travelling. It was what they wanted to do, travel the world together, but they never expected it to be like this. The two had been in Savannah for several weeks and they were started to think there was little reason for them to linger. There was no sign of Clementine, or Lee, or anyone else for that matter. Savannah was basically dead, and full of the dead.

Christa felt saddened at the thought of such a kind man like Lee and a young child meeting such a devastating end.

It was cold, dark and wet. Christa and Omid knew there was not much left to do. Their search for Clementine had been in vain. They were going to run out of food eventually and Savannah was by no means a safe place.

"What do you want to do?" Omid asked.

Christa sent him a look. "What else can we do? We don't have many options here."

Omid frowned, "We tried Christa… Now we have to think about ourselves… About the baby." He didn't want to leave, but they had great doubts that anyone else survived. There was no point in staying any longer than they had to.

"I know…" Christa sighed. "We'll leave tomorrow."

"You sure." Omid asked.

"Yeah. Our lives are pretty straightforward now. We just need to find food and shelter and stay alive." Christa said in a no-nonsense tone.

And so, the next morning when they woke they packed their stuff and got ready to leave Savannah.

They kept their bags close by, full of enough supplies and ammunition to last a couple of days, which they had searched several houses to gain.

"How do you feel?" Omid questioned.

Christa took a moment to respond. "Like I'm getting fat. I swear I've gained ten pounds overnight."

"Well... you are expecting." Omid chuckled.

"Yeah, but I shouldn't be gaining weight that fast. Hell, we've barely eaten anything for the past few days." Christa said.

Omid smirked, "Who knows. Maybe he's a big baby."

Christa shook her head. "Don't say that. I have to push that thing out."

"Alright, alright." Omid nodded. "On a serious note… How do you feel?"

"I'm fine." Christa said. "I just wish we could have done more…"

"We did all we could." Omid said. "It's a bad situation."

"I guess…" Christa said. "Anyway… Let's keep moving."

"Right." Omid said.

The closer they drew to the Savannah border the more apprehensive Christa became. She wanted answers regarding what happened to the other though she felt she knew already.

After two hours of walking they suddenly stopped as Christa pointed to a nearby house and declared, "Somebody's in there."

"How do you know?" Omid asked.

"I just do." Christa stated.

Omid stood in silence, surveying the house. "You sure about that?"

"Yes." Christa replied.

"Alright. I've grown to trust your instincts- at least most of the time." Omid said.

Christa shot him a look, she was about to respond when they suddenly noticed a figure walk past the window on the second floor of the house.

The two of them exchanged glances. Christa pulled out her gun and headed towards the building. Omid followed close behind.

"How do you want to do this… Front door or back door?" Omid asked.

"We'll both try the front." Christa decided.

They slowly walked up to the front of the house and tried the door. Much to their surprise, the door was locked. However, they were sure someone was inside.

"What should we do?" Omid asked. "Door's locked."

"We're going inside." Christa stated, digging into her pocket for a bobby pin. She used the pin to try to pick the lock. She worked on the door for a couple minutes before letting Omid have a try.

Omid decided to use different tactics, lunging against the door. After many tries and several bruises to the forearms, the door finally gave away.

"Well...?" Omid smirked.

"Good job." Christa rolled her eyes.

"Thank you. Thank you." Omid said.

It was dark and hard to see. They made their way through the darkened housing using the light of a flashlight that they had.

As they looked around they suddenly heard a noise from upstairs. Omid flashed the light to the top of the staircase and into the darkened hallway. Seeing no one, they proceeded with caution up the stairs.

"Alright, you check the bathroom. I'll check the bedroom." Christa said.

"Okay." Omid said.

"Be careful." Christa said.

Omid gave a nod. "Got it."

Christa grabbed her own flashlight, turning it on. She entered a huge, empty bedroom. She flashed the light beam around only to see a figure moving by the window, in the corner of the room.

She sucked in a breath and quickly took aim with her gun.

As she shined her light at the person, they suddenly whipped around and Christa felt her heart lurch. It was a snarling walker. With its jaws snapping, the creature approached her.

Christa wasted no time in putting a bullet into the walker's head.

Upon hearing the gunshot, Omid quickly made his way to the bedroom. He gave a knock at the door before going inside.

Christa immediately turned and trained her weapon on the man, before quickly lowering it.

"You okay." Omid asked in a concerned voice.

"Yeah… Next time, you check the bedroom." Christa said.

"What? No fair. We'll rock, paper, scissors for it." Omid said.

Christa sent him a glare.

"Alright, alright." Omid sighed.

They made their way downstairs before Christa suddenly stopped.

"Did you hear that?" She asked.

Omid raised a brow, "What?"

"The bells." Christa said.

Omid looked even more confused than before. "Bells?"

"Yes." Christa said.

Omid was silent for a moment before suddenly bursting into laughter. "Bells! Like alarm bells." He laughed. "Good one, Christa!"

"Omid, I'm being serious!"

Omid stopped laughing. "You are?"

"Yes!"

Omid's own expression became serious, "Are you sure you heard something?"

Christa paused for a moment. "I don't know… Maybe I just thought I heard it."

"Maybe… We're both pretty exhausted. It's been a long day." Omid said.

"Yeah." Christa agreed.

The woman put her hands on her temples, massaging them. "Let's just go."

Omid gave a nod.

They stepped outside, and a chilled wind brushed their faces. The sky was grey, and they knew it would probably rain soon.

In the distance they could hear a bell...

Omid's eyes widened.

"You hear them now?" Christa asked.

"Yep." Omid said.

"Good. So, I'm not crazy." Christa said.

"I don't know about that?" Omid joked.

"Omid..." Christa sighed. "You know what... You're right. I'm crazy enough to be in love with you."

Omid chuckled, "True."

They could now hear the bells clear as day.

"How the hell didn't I hear it before?" Omid wondered.

Christa shrugged.

"It's coming from the bell tower..." Omid said.

"Exactly... Meaning... Someone's ringing that bell!" Christa stated.

"Alright Clementine, we've tried." Molly called over to the child.

Clementine shook her head. They couldn't just give up now. "Just try again... Please?"

Molly sighed and gave the bell one final ring. She then carefully made her way back to the other room. "We're going to wait up here." She told the girls. "Once the geeks clear out we're gone. Got it?"

Clementine frowned but nodded.

"Good." Molly said.

Christa and Omid ran towards the sound. Omid figured that it must have been Lee ringing those bells. Maybe he had somehow made it out alive? He just hoped his hunch was right.

Christa however, had other thought. Whoever was ringing those bells was a threat… To her, to Omid, to their baby.

Upon arrived in front of the bell tower the woman pulled out her gun and started firing at the roof, much to Omid's horror.

"Christa, what are you doing?!" Omid demanded.

The woman ignored him, and continued to fire shots.

Danielle peeked over the edge of the building. She gulped as she noticed how high they were. She wondered how much longer they would be up there. She glanced over to Molly and Clementine, wondering if the people they were looking for had heard the bells.

"Danielle!" Molly suddenly called, causing the child to flinch. "Get away from the edge!"

Danielle froze for a brief second. That brief second saved her life as a bullet whizzed past her head.

Clementine let out a gasp as Danielle quickly stumbled back, eyes wide with horror.

"Shit…" Molly huffed. "Get down. Get down.

Frantic, Danielle dropped to the ground beside her friend, who looked just as terrified as she was.

Panting, the girls listened for more shots. Seconds became minutes as they waited.

"Is it over?" Danielle asked Molly in a whisper.

"I don't know… Just stay down." Molly responded. Molly stayed low, making her way to the edge of the roof. She glanced down and was surprised when she noticed two people. "You done?!" She called in annoyance.

"Christa, stop!" Omid said, grabbing the gun.

"What are you doing?!" Christa demanded, "Those bells are going to get us killed."

"Christa, think. Nobody is here. We're the only ones in Savannah other than Lee, Clem, and probably Molly that are still alive."

Christa's eyes softened, realizing Omid's words were true.

"You done?" Came a voice.

Christa and Omid quickly looked up and were surprised to see Molly.

"Well shit... Speak of the devil." Omid shook his head in surprise.

Christa was shocked as well, "Molly?"

Clementine's eyes widened in surprise upon hearing the voices. She tried to call out but her words wouldn't come.

Molly continued to look over the edge, noticing some walkers we starting to approached the two. "You guys better make your way up here… You got geeks on the way." Molly said.

"Fuck…" Omid swore.

Omid and Christa attempted to make their way through the undead monsters. The dead were quickly closing in on the two.

"Get up here!" Molly called. "Use the fire escape! I'll cover you!"

Molly pulled out her gun and started shooting at the walkers as Christa and Omid sprinted toward the fire escape.

"Go!" Omid said.

Christa hesitated for a moment before she started climbing the ladder. Once she was halfway up, Omid grabbed the ladder and started climbing. As he started climbing, he suddenly felt a walker grab his ankle, pulling him. Omid fell to the ground.

"Omid!" Christa cried. "Get up!"

"Sorry. I thought it was the perfect time for a nap." Omid said sarcastically. He quickly rolled, giving the walker a kick. Scrambling to his feet, Omid started up the ladder again.

The same creature tried to grab him for a second time, but Molly quickly shot it, causing the monster to fall.

Once the two were on the roof they took a few moments to catch their breath. Omid suddenly broke the silence saying, "I'm not going to lie… That was pretty fun."

Christa rolled her eyes as Molly shook her head in disbelief.

"Why were you shooting at us?" Molly asked Christa and Omid as the took sat on the roof.

"WE weren't shooting at you." Omid said.

Christa sighed. "Sorry about that. I didn't realize it was you."

"We've had some…interesting days, for lack of better words." Omid added. "We were a bit on guard."

"Yeah… Same for us." Molly said. "It just scared the girls."

Omid raised a brow. "The girls?"

Both Omid and Christa turned and noticed the two children, covering in the corner of the roof, still shaken by what had just happened.

"Clementine!" Christa exclaimed.

Christa and Omid ran over to the girl.

"How are you, honey?" Christa asked.

Clementine lowered her head. She didn't know why but she couldn't bring herself to respond, and for some reason she couldn't stop herself from trembling.

"We've been looking all over for you…" Christa said.

Clementine still offered no response.

Christa noticed the child trembling and reached out to touch the girl.

"NO!" Clementine cried out, flinched back.

Christa quickly retracted her hand.

Omid frowned. "I guess you're not up to talking?" He shrugged. He glanced over to Danielle with a curious look. He knelt beside the child, "Hey there. What's your name?"

"N-No! GET AWAY!" Danielle shouted, she was also shaking in fear of the strangers.

Omid immediately moved back, startled by the child's yell.

Danielle continued to shake. Clementine looked to her friend in concern as the younger girl suddenly began crying.

"Dani…" Molly approached the girl, "It's alright." She pulled the child into a hug, trying her best to comfort her. "We're probably going to be here for a while." Molly said to Christa and Omid. "You two might as well get comfortable."

Christa and Omid were bewildered.

"What the hell happened?" Christa asked.

It had taken several minutes for Molly to soothe Danielle, but eventually the child did calm down.

Now the two little girls were coloring in the coloring book that Molly had packed from the house.

"What happened?" Christa asked quietly, glancing over to the child.

Molly let out a breath, "A lot has happened.

They waited for her to continue.

"I found them…. A couple weeks ago… They were in the woods, no clothes, running from some fuckers." Molly explained.

Omid's eyes widened, "W-What?"

"They… They weren't...?" Christa stammered, trailing off.

"Yeah… They were…" Molly said. "They were outside of Savannah when I found them…. We came back to find some supplies and Clementine wanted to figure out if you guys were still here before we took off."

"Damnit!" Christa snapped. "How didn't we notice her leave…?"

"Christa…" Molly sighed.

Christa spoke in an angry voice. "We should've looked harder."

"We tried our best to find her." Omid said, frowning over the information they were just told.

"She's safe now… Those people are dead." Molly said.

"Good. I'd kill them myself if I had the chance." Christa said.

"Are they your friends?" Danielle asked, motioning to Christa and Omid.

Clementine looked unsure for a moment then nodded.

"Are they nice?" Danielle questioned warily.

Clementine gave another nod.

"Why won't you say anything?" Danielle wondered.

Clementine shrugged in response this time. She used the crayon to write a single word in the coloring book. "Can't."

Danielle read it and frowned. "Why? Are you sick?"

Clementine shook her head, giving another shrug.

Danielle didn't say anything else. It was like when they were with the bad people. Clementine had just stopped talking.

Danielle glanced over to Christa and Omid with a worried look. She wasn't sure if she could trust them.

"Molly…" Danielle called.

"Yes?" Molly answered.

"When are we leaving?" The eight-year-old asked.

"We'll stay here for the night." Molly said.

"O-On the roof?" Danielle looked worried.

"Afraid of heights?" Omid asked.

Danielle looked away, not wanting to speak to the man.

"We'll head out in the morning." Molly said.

"It's going to rain…" Christa said. "We're going to sleep on the roof in the rain? The girls are going to get sick."

"We don't have a choice. There's walkers all around us." Molly said.

"Damn it." Christa huffed.

"Anyway… Girls, it's time for bed." Molly said.

The girls nodded, closing their coloring book.

Molly dug into her bag, pulling out a blanket. She walked over to the children and draped the blanket over them as they laid down.

"You okay, Clem?" Molly asked the child, who hadn't uttered a word for a couple hours.

Clementine nodded.

"Alright…" Molly said. "Get some rest."

"We might as well do the same." Omid said.

"Yeah…" Christa agreed.

The group settled down and went to bed.

Hours later Clementine woke in the middle of the night and stared into the darkness. The child rubbed sleep out of her eyes and looked around.

She could just make out a figure, standing at the edge of the roof. For a moment she panicked before realizing it was Molly.

"Molly?" The child sat up. "What are you doing? Where are you going?"

Molly jumped as if not expecting anyone to be awake.

The woman took a couple moments to reply.

"Nowhere... I'm just... leaving." Molly said.

"W-What?" Clementine asked puzzled. "Leaving where? It's really late at night."

"I know..." Molly said. "Listen Clem... I don't do well with groups... or people in general..." Losing her sister was proof of that, she couldn't do anything to save her and she didn't want to lose Clementine and Danielle too.

"That's not true." Clementine argued. "You've been nice to Danielle and I."

"Yeah... I care about you... I really do..." Molly said. Why was she still there? She didn't owe Clementine an explanation, but it felt like something was holding her back. "I'm not good at taking care of people. To be honest, I have no idea what I'm doing with you two."

Clementine frowned. "But you've been helping us... You've been taking care of us this entire time..."

"...I'm just going to leave." Molly said. "Christa and Omid will take care of you. You'll be safe..." A lot safer than they'd be if she stuck around.

"So that's all... You save us, teach us how to use a gun, then abandon us?" Clementine demanded, fighting back tears.

"It's not like that Clem." Molly said.

"Then what is it?!" Clementine snapped, tears brimming the corners of her eyes.

"It's not my job. I'm not fit to be around people, especially children." Molly said.

"Why not?" Clementine asked.

"I'm just better off alone." Molly said before shaking her head. "I'm not going to argue with an eight-year-old." And yet she was still there.

The girl frowned. "I'm nine."

"I'm not going to argue with you Clem." Molly stated.

"Why are you doing this…?" Clementine asked, tears were falling now. She couldn't hold them back anymore. "Dani and I need you."

"You don't need me… You two will be fine. Just take care of yourselves and each other." Molly said.

"No!" Clementine cried. "I don't want you to leave."

"I'm going... Don't try to stop me Clem." Molly said. She put out a resisting hand as Clementine stood. She didn't know what was stopping her. She shouldn't be talking to the child, she should be leaving.

"Please don't go..." Clementine said. "I don't want you to leave."

"Clem... Don't cry..." Molly frowned as she heard the child start to whimper.

However, the child couldn't stop herself. She began weeping.

"Clementine stop. You're going to wake someone up." Molly scolded. "Stop crying."

Clementine didn't stop. In fact, she cried louder. Her sobs were enough to wake Christa and Omid.

"What's going on?" Christa asked.

"Nothing… I'm leaving." Molly answer truthfully. She saw no point in lying to the couple.

"What? Why?" Omid asked.

"I'm not a group person… You two are better suited to taking care of the girls than I am." Molly replied.

"They trust you…" Christa said.

"In time they'll trust you too." Molly replied.

"But they trust you now… You're the one who saved them… You can't just leave them like that." Christa said.

Molly frowned, looking to Clementine who was still crying.

"They need you." Omid said.

Molly was silent for a moment.

The only noise was Clementine's broken sobs.

Molly let out a sighed, "Alright."

"Hmm?" Omid raised a brow.

"I'll stay." Molly said. "But the second things start going downhill, I'm leaving."

"Fair enough." Omid said.

Molly walked towards Clementine, and pulled the weeping child into a hug. "Don't cry..."

"But... But you're-" Clementine started to say.

"I'm not leaving..." Molly told the child.

"Promise?" Clementine sniffled.

"I promise." Molly said.

The noise had woken, Danielle who looked over in concern. "Is Clementine okay?"

"Yeah Dani." Molly said, pulling Clementine into her arms, she walked over to Danielle and took a seat beside the girl, with Clementine in her lap.

"Come on, go back to sleep." Molly said to Danielle.

The girl nodded, closing her eyes.

Soon enough Clementine calmed down and not too long later the girl had fallen asleep.

Christa smiled at the sight while Omid snorted.

"Can't take care of people my ass." Omid said.

Molly frowned. She would stick to her promise, unless things went downhill, she told her herself.

But deep inside, she knew she was getting attached to those girls and if things were to go wrong, she didn't know if she would actually be able to bring herself to leave. She hoped staying would be the right choice.