Author's Note: My main computer has been hacked or so I think. I haven't been able to lengthen my stories the way I would like to, due to the lack of access to a computer. I am using my sister's computer without her knowledge, which isn't easy to do if you knew my sister. I will try to publish longer and better chapters in the future. Also I would like to thank you guys for reading this story. I know Lee stories are a bit outdated but I wanted to do this, thanks again and enjoy.

Day 360, Chestlehurst road, GA, 8:58 AM

Lee had been walking for several minutes down a road which supposedly leads to a large correctional facility. Before that it had been a walk through the woods for about an hour or so. Lee had Nate, Isabel, and Jeremy stay near the river to avoid risking the whole group. Lee adjusted his grey hat slightly to the right and wiped some sweat from his forehead. Lee noticed a rectangular sign ahead on the right side of the road. He approached it, it read: 'HITCHHIKERS MAY BE ESCAPING INMATES'.
"I guess Nate was right..." Lee said while moving past a car which appeared to have been burned to a crisp. Lee continued on for maybe half an hour until he could see the prison ahead. He saw tall chain fences and even taller guard towers.
"Well, there it is."
Lee made his way up to the fence seeing vehicles of various kinds parked closer to the cell blocks.
"Looks like there are people living here." Lee inferred as he walked along the fence line. He stopped because he saw a man walking with a boy in the distance. He turned to leave in case the people living in the prison weren't friendly.

"Can I help you?" A man called from the other side of the fence approaching from the left.

Lee turned to face the yard in which he heard the calling. A familiar face was approaching, an old man with one leg, crutches, and a fully grown beard,
"Hershel?"

"Do I know you?" Hershel asked as he made his way up to the fence.

Lee's eyes widened with surprise, "Its me, Lee."

"Lee? I'm afraid I don't remember you." Hershel said as he stopped near the fence.

"When this all started your son gave me a ride to your farm."

"You mean Shawn? Then you were there when he was attacked... if I'm not mistaken." Hershel said with sorrowful eyes.

"I-"

"Don't be. It was my own fault for not seeing what was coming. Even after his death I still believed the dead were just sick people. For a long time I lived in ignorance."

"So, uh how are things now, Hershel?" Lee asked, trying to divert the conversation away from the current topic.

"They have been difficult, to say the least. What about yourself?" Hershel asked.

"Well I'm sure you have seen my arm." Lee said.

"Was it a bite?" Hershel asked.

"Yeah. It was." Lee said.

"I had a similar problem with my leg as you can see. But honestly I'm more concerned about that hair of yours." Hershel joked.

"I agree with you there." Lee replied humorously.

"What happened to the girl you were with?"

"I-Its a long story. We got separated and I've been looking for her ever since." Lee said.

"You are welcome to join us here. We're letting in anyone we come across. If she is in the area, we'll find her." Hershel assured him.

"Thank you but I can't." Lee said.

"Its too dangerous right now to be scouting around Georgia." Hershel told him.

"Hershel, everything we do is dangerous. If we go outside we're risking our lives. If we take a drink of water, we're risking our lives. Sometimes even breathing is risking our lives. The only choice we have now is what we are risking our lives for." Lee said.

"There is some wisdom in your words, I wont forget them." Hershel said.

"I have to get back to my people now, it has been really good seeing you." Lee said.

"Take care and remember my offer." Hershel told him.

"I will, and if you find Clementine, keep her safe will you?" Lee asked as he turned towards the road.

"I will." Hershel replied.

Lee began walking down the road, back to camp. He continued on for what seemed like an hour. At this point he was in the woods and probably not too far from where he left the others.
"Maybe I'm just wasting my time..." Lee said to himself quietly. "She might have either left Georgia or-"

"Sir?" a deep voice called from behind.

Lee turned to face the stranger. It was an older light-skinned man with short grey-brown hair and a long grey goatee, also wearing camouflage pants and a dirty sleeveless tan shirt. He was accompanied by a younger woman with a similar complexion, she had red hair, wearing a brown jacket and blue jeans.

"Can I help you folks?" Lee asked.

The man looked to his female companion then looked back to Lee,
"We're looking for our people."

"I'm sorry, I haven't met anyone else around here." Lee replied.

The female spoke up, "Do you have a group with you? Maybe they know what happened to our people."

"I seriously doubt it but you're welcome to ask them, if you want." Lee told her.

"Well, it's the only lead we have so far. Take us to them." She said.

"Uh, my name is, Lee, by the way."

The older man let out an irritable laugh, "Where are our manners? Sorry we're a little absent minded for obvious reasons. I'm Jorge and this is Tina."

"Now that the introduction is out of the way we would really like to get this going, we haven't a lot of time." Tina said.

"I understand." Lee said while turning to lead them towards the camp.

After two minutes the river was visible in the distance between the several trees ahead.

"So, Lee, what are your people like?" Tina asked.

"Don't worry, they don't bite. Most of them at least." Lee replied.

"Most of them?"

"Yeah, Nate can be a bit... unpredictable." Lee told her.

"I see."

"But he seems tame enough. I wouldn't worry."

"Hold up." Jorge said in a hushed voice instantly changing the tone. The three stopped in their tracks and began slightly crouching while looking around.
"Do you see em?"

Lee began scanning his surroundings until he noticed a pair of female walkers up ahead,
"Yeah."

"Looks like these two ladies are lost. Maybe we should help them." Jorge joked.

"Three of us, two of them." Tina said while pulling out a blue pocket knife.

"I can handle it." Lee told him.

"Really?" Jorge asked.

"Yeah, watch me." Lee said before he began jogging towards the two walkers with the others not far behind. He stopped ten feet away from them. He then picked up a palm-sized rock from the ground and walked towards the walker that was in a closer proximity.

"Auuugh..." The walker moaned unaware of Lee's presence. She had black hair and a dirty checkered dress. Lee readied his stance as he snuck up right behind the walker. After a second of anticipation he quickly swung the clutched rock in his hand and met bone with stone, knocking the walker over onto her side. He then proceeded to quickly deal one strong stomp to her head, smashing her head in.

"Raaaaauuuurgh!" The other female walker with brown hair, a torn pair of blue jeans, and blue shirt growled while advancing towards Lee, arms outstretched.

Lee took the blood-stained rock he was holding and chucked it straight at the incoming walker making contact with the right side of her forehead, penetrating her skull in the process, only stumbled by the attack. Lee advanced towards her as she did the same to him. He grabbed her by the neck and tossed her to the ground.
"Auuraaagh!" She snarled while slowly attempting to get back up.

Lee stepped on the rock which pierced the walker's skull and it sunk down deeper into her head, killing her.

"Not too shabby." Jorge said.

"Lets keep moving." Lee said.

Six minutes later they could see the orange tent not too far ahead.

"So, how many do you have with you?" Tina asked.

"Three, but I used to have dozens of people to look after." Lee replied.

"Huh, so there's, Nate and?"

"Isabel, and Jeremy are the other two. Isabel, she can look after herself while Jeremy needs a bit of help from time to time."

The three approached the orange tent. Isabel and Jeremy were sitting on the log talking and tossing stones into the river. Nate was leaning against a tree to the right of them with his cap down covering his eyes. Isabel turned, noticing Lee approach with Tina and Jorge.
"So, is this prison a go?"

"Nope. This is Jorge and Tina, they're looking for their people have you two met anyone else around here?" Lee asked.

"I haven't even left camp." Jeremy said.

"No, sorry." Isabel said to Jorge and Tina.

The two looked at each other with worry on their faces.

"What about you, Nate?" Lee asked.

Nate let out a long irritated breath then used his 44. to lift his hat off of his face,
"No." He said plainly.

Jorge's eyes widened at the sight of the gun. He looked to Tina who paused for a moment then spoke,
"Thank you for the help, we'll just be on our way..."

The two began walking past the tent.

"Everything okay?" Lee asked.

"No." Jorge said in a cold tone while walking away.

After they left Lee turned to Nate,
"The fuck was that?"

"How the hell should I know?" Nate asked with laugh.

"You killed their people to get that gun and backpack didn't you?" Lee questioned furiously.

Nate stood and put away the 44. Magnum,
"I did what was necessary. You are alive because of me."

Jeremy and Isabel stood, unsure of what to do.

"Fuck..." Lee said as he made his way towards the duffle bag next to the tent. He pulled out three M4 assault rifles, laying each one down beside him.

"What's all this?" Nate asked.

"We are leaving this place. That is what THIS is..." Lee said angrily while he zipped up the duffle bag and swung it over his shoulder.
"Do you remember where we left the truck?" Lee asked Nate.

"Yeah, just up the highway." Nate said as he picked up one of the guns Lee laid out. Jeremy and Isabel did the same.

"So, wait up, you think they might come back to kill us?" Jeremy asked.

"Maybe, but that isn't going to happen." Lee said.

"So, where are we going now?" Isabel asked.

"I think it is high time we head up north, with the rest of our people." Lee told them as he followed Nate away from the camp.

"But what about, you know..." Isabel asked.

Lee sighed with a face of sorrow, "Sometimes... we all have to move on... The chances of me finding her are too slim..." Lee said in a low tone.

"Are you okay?" Jeremy asked.

"I'm alive aren't I? for all the good its done..." Lee said before silence fell on the group.

An hour and a half later the truck was in sight, covered in a white tarp. It began to rain several minutes ago.

"Well I guess next stop: Wellington." Nate inferred.

The group made their way towards the truck and began pulling the tarp off over the roof lights and onto the truck-bed. Lee tossed the duffle bag into the back while Isabel covered it with the tarp.

"I know what you just did wasn't easy for you, do you want to talk about it?" Isabel asked.

"I'm fine, lets just get moving." Lee told her.

"Okay, Lee." She said.

Nate opened the door to the passenger's side door and was about to climb in but stopped,
"So, uh you sure about this?"

"There-" Lee said before being met with a shot to the shoulder. He fell onto his side and yelled in pain. He looked up to see Nate offloading a barrage of bullets towards the woods on the driver's side of the truck. He turned to see Isabel unconscious on her side facing away by the rear wheel, bullet holes visible on her back. Jeremy was firing back while yelling. Shots rang out around them. Lee examined his wound, just a flesh wound. He then attempted the crawl towards Isabel shots still firing on both sides.

"Isabel?" Lee called, still dazed by the situation.

He pulled her towards him and examined her face. Blood was pouring out of her mouth. Lee knew she was in pain so he pulled his pistol from his side and looked into her eyes, she looked peaceful as she laid in on his lap. Lee aimed the gun at her face and pulled the trigger.

"I'm sorry..." Lee said as he laid her down onto the ground.