I'll be honest here, this may not become a regular thing, I just thought I'd get another chapter out here and depending on the feedback I may pick this up again. Thanks to Secret life of writing for suggesting this. :)

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Lee slowly opened his eyes. He was next to Clementine who was fast asleep and cuddled up to him. He looked around, Troy was behind him kicking his back to wake him up. "Have fun spoonin'? Get up." Troy grunted, in his raspy voice.

By now Clementine was sitting up and rubbing her eyes. Lee smiled at Clem and rubbed her back before gesturing to get up. He stood up on his feet and joined the group of survivors gathered by the gate of the make-shift cell. The gate flung open as Clem and Lee joined the crowed. Bill walked through, with a blood stained brown coat. "There's been increased walker activity along the fence. So be mindful while along the walls. The herd's moved a little closer as of this morning, but that still doesn't necessarily mean we'll be hit." Bill started. "Know we're monitoring the situation. Now...there might be some folks who are sore about what happened, about how things went…but that's all in the past."

Lee ignored what Bill was saying, just going over in his head how much of an asshole Bill was. He was brought out of his thoughts by Sarah talking to Clementine. "How'd you sleep?" Sarah whispered. "I was so tired…"

"Pay attention…" Clementine mumbled. "We'll talk later okay?"

Lee smiled at Clem's answer, reassuring him that she was still the, although smart, kind and sweet little girl he knew.

"Okay…yeah, sounds good." Sarah said, quietly, looking back at Bill. "I just thought it was nice to finally-

"Carlos!" Bill yelled.

"…Yes…?" Carlos asked, nervously.

"Your child seems to be in need of correction…" Bill said.

"I'm…sorry, I…Sarah, apologise to Mr. Carver." Carlos said.

"I'm…I'm sorry, sir." Sarah stuttered.

"No…No, that ain't gonna cut it." Bill smirked.

"Bill…" Lee said, warning Carver.

"Nah, I can't have this kind of behaviour on day one of your reform…" William said. "You discipline her now, Carlos."

"How do you propose that I-

"One good smack across the mouth should do it. It'll make her think twice before opening it up again. Go on, we'll wait." Bill said.

Carlos looked at Sarah with large sad eyes, then back at Bill. "I'm not sure with my hand, that I could-

"That's why you've got two hands, Carlos. Now go on. Not some weak-ass slap. A good hard smack. Otherwise Troy here will do it for ya'." Carver threatened. "And you don't want that…do you Carlos?"

"It's my fault!" Clementine cried.

Carver looked at Lee and then Clementine with a vicious smirk. "Hey, nobody's talkin' to you." Troy yelled.

"Nah, nah…hang on, Troy. If she says it's her fault…it could well be." Bill chuckled. "And that means it's not Carlos that needs to correct Sarah…it's Lee that needs to correct Clementine…"

Lee clenched his fists and stormed through the group of people, only stopping directly in front of Carver because of the raised weapons pointed in his direction. Bill stared into his eyes with a smug look on his face.

"Don't you fuckin' touch her!" Kenny warned.

"Shut up." Troy growled.

"Do it, Lee. Or I will." Bill said.

Lee turned around and approached Clementine. Clem looked up at Lee and nodded, closing her eyes. Lee raised his arm up and hesitantly hit Clementine across her face with a shaky, but firm hand. Clementine stumbled, almost falling to the ground, but managed to keep herself on her feet.

"There we go. Wasn't so hard, was it…? Figuratively speaking of course." Carver laughed along with Troy. Lee turned around and stared at Carver. "Lee, you'll find your job with Vince and Wyatt. They're at the loading bay. Troy'll take you."

Lee looked back at Clementine who smiled at him back. Lee let go a sigh of relief and smiled at her as he walked next to Troy out of the cell. "How'd that feel? Good?" Troy asked.

"I'll kick your ass, Troy." Lee said.

"I'll let that one go. Just wait until you see what Carver's got in store for you." Troy said, stopping next to a door marked 'Loading Bay' in old faded white paint.

What Troy said made Lee slightly nervous, although he tried to put up a front that Carver wasn't a threat to him, he knew he was insane, and wouldn't hesitate to cut Lee down where he stood if he happened to stop enjoying playing with Lee's mind so much.

Lee walked through the door to see a huge empty warehouse with three closed shutters at the far side of the doors he walked through. Wyatt and Vince stood in the middle of the room, talking to each other, looking over to the double doors Lee was standing in front of. He gulped and walked over to the two.

Vince and Wyatt stayed silent until Lee was directly in front of them. "…Hey…" Lee said, trying to break the awkward silence.

Wyatt instantly began to tear up and threw himself at Lee, wrapping his arms around him in a tight embrace. Lee was caught off guard by this, and slowly returned the hug. "Jesus fucking Christ…" Wyatt sobbed. "What happened man?"

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry, buddy." Lee said, tearing up slightly. "I should never have left."

Wyatt left the hug and took a deep breath, drying his eyes. "No…no, I get it. I hear it payed off." Wyatt said.

"It sure did." Lee did, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

"Hey, Lee…buddy." Vince said.

"Hey, Vince." Lee said, putting his arm out in front of Vince.

Vince shook Lee's hand with a smile and a small nod. "We're here for you, Lee. You and Clementine. Bonnie, well…not so much." Vince said, rubbing the back of his head.

"I need to speak to her." Lee said.

"I don't know, man. She's pissed. And Carver's been on high alert since you came back, everyone has to keep acting like they hate you just to stay on his good side." Wyatt sighed.

"We've been wanting to speak to you since we heard you'd come back. What's the plan?" Vince asked.

"What?" Lee asked. "What plan?"

"We're not staying here." Vince said.

"We need to get out of here. Somehow." Wyatt said.

"Give me a few days. We'll get out of here." Lee said. "I promise."