Since the house was all clear, the group decided to rest in the living room of the house. "So when were you going to tell us about the radio?" Christa asked, once she had Omid laying on the couch so he could rest his leg.

"Tell you what?" Kenny asked.

"That it's working!" she exclaimed.

"We only found out yesterday," Lee tried to defend himself. Kenny and Christa were arguing on and on back and forth about the radio, and whoever was ringing the bells.

Meanwhile, Lilly had sent her dad to go lie down somewhere, and she knew that she would soon have to tell the group that he had gotten bitten. She really didn't want to, but she knew that it was a task that had to be done. She couldn't avoid it. She stood up and faced the whole group, even Clementine and Sarah, and spoke. "I have something to say."

Carlos looked up at her apologetically, as if telling her to go on.

"What is it?" Ben asked.

She took a deep breath. "My dad...he got bit."

"What?" Lee asked, shocked.

"When? When the hell did this happen?" Kenny demanded.

"Out in the street, when we were fighting off the walkers," Lilly replied. She pinched the bridge of her nose and squeezed her eyes shut. "One of them got Dad. And he refuses to get his arm amputated."

Although Lee and Larry had never gotten along, Lee couldn't help but feel some empathy for the woman. "I'm sorry, Lilly. I wish there was something else we could do."

Lilly nodded, and placed her hand down. Solemnly, she trudged out of the room.

"Well, this is just fucking great!" Kenny shouted, throwing his arms in the air in frustration.

Sarah walked over to her father and tugged on his shirt, "Dad, what's happening?" she asked, obviously very confused.

"Larry is very sick," Carlos told her, which was somewhat the truth.

"Is Lilly going to be okay?" Sarah questioned, genuinely concerned for the woman.

Carlos shook his head. "I don't think so, sweetie."

"Oh..."

"Why don't you and Clem go play so the grown-ups can talk?" he suggested, and she ran off to go find Clementine. Carlos then stood up and went to go talk to Lee and Kenny who were discussing the situation. "You should let her take care of it," he said, causing the other two men to look at him.

"Do you think that would be best for her?" Lee asked. "I mean, I know she acts hard, but do you really think she could do this?"

"I don't think she'd want any of us to do it," Kenny added.

"Me either," Carlos agreed. "Let's just leave her alone."

Suddenly, Christa interrupted their conversation, "Carlos, can you come look at Omid's leg again?"

He obliged and walked over to check on the injured man. Lee and Kenny went back to talking about the radio, while Clem and Sarah played with Ben.

Lilly had found her father in one of the many rooms of the house. "How are you, Dad?" she asked, sympathetically. She was desperately trying to hold her emotions intact, but she knew it wouldn't be long before she wouldn't be able to do that anymore.

"It hurts like a bitch," Larry grunted, glancing at the bite on his shoulder. He let out some deep coughs that could be heard all over the house. Lilly, showing a rare display of fear, reached out and placed a hand on her dad's good shoulder to steady him.

"Easy, Dad," she tried to soothe him.

There was a long pause. "I know it's my time," Larry spoke up then, knowing full well that his death was inevitable. His bite was pretty deep. He looked at his daughter. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."

His voice was becoming very hoarse, and he was already beginning to pale. Lilly gripped the armrest of the chair she was sitting in. "Dad...don't say that. You are not. Going. Anywhere."

"Damn it, Lilly, stop-" Larry interrupted himself with another low cough. "Stop trying to controvert what's happening! I'm dying."

Lilly let out a shaky sigh and placed her head in her hands. "I can't..."

"It's okay," Larry insisted, wrapping his arm around his daughter. "I've had a good life, a kick-ass daughter..." He trailed off, causing Lilly to half smile. "Dying is a part of life, Lillypad," he continued, using her childhood nickname.

"It's just so hard..." she trailed off.

"I know baby," Larry replied, kissing his daughter's temple, and letting a few tears fall.

"I love you, Dad," Lilly spoke, tears finally making their way down her face.

Larry coughed once more, "And I love you too."

Lilly knew what was next as she pulled out the gun she always carried around, and stood up. Slowly, she watched her father take his final breaths of life before he finally stopped breathing altogether. That was when she fired a single bullet right between his eyes, and she knew he wouldn't be coming back as a walker.

She only had to look at his body for one second before she threw the gun across the room and dropped to her knees, sobbing into her hands.

Everyone else heard this and looked at one another, knowing what had happened. Whether Lilly liked it or not, they had to get Larry out of here.

"You think we should bury him?" Lee suggested, looking towards the stairs. "It...might be best, you know? For Lilly."

"We didn't get to bury my fucking family," Kenny grumbled, more to himself than to anyone.

"I'll go up there with you," Carlos said to Lee. "It would be rude to barge in at a time like this, so we should go slowly."

Lee nodded once. "Right."

The two men walked up the stairs to Lilly's room. Having heard the gunshot, Clementine, Sarah, and Ben stood at the doorway, all of them feeling sympathetic, despite that none of them actually liked Larry. Lee approached the closed door and knocked softly. "Lilly?"

Endless sobs were his only reply. At that, Lee slowly opened the door with Carlos following. Lilly was still in the same position: on her knees, in front of Larry's freshly dead body. It would be very stupid to ask if she was okay.

"Lilly..." Carlos spoke gently. "Do you want to give him a proper burial?"

She only nodded, unable to get words out. Carlos gestured for Lee, Ben, and Kenny to come help him get Larry's body outside.

"Just wait up here until we say, okay, Lilly?" Lee said, and she nodded once more. Once they were outside, they laid his body on the ground, and Lee began using the shovel from earlier to dig a separate hole for Larry. It didn't take long until the hole was finished, and the boys lowered him into it.

"I'll go get her," Carlos said, and Lee began to cover his body back up.

Carlos walked into the house, and back upstairs to the room Lilly was in. What he saw when he got there, was a huge shock. Sarah was holding Lilly in her lap, and comforting her while she cried. Carlos only stood there for a moment, and watched his daughter in amazement.

"It's okay, your dad's in a better place now, where no monsters can get him," Sarah whispered. She stroked the older woman's hair gently.

Carlos really didn't want to interrupt, but he had to. "Sarah, come on, honey. Let's leave Lilly alone for a while," he coaxed. "And Lilly...you can go down and see him now."

At that, Lilly stood up slowly. She began to walk out of the room, but stopped in front of Carlos.

"Thank you for keeping him alive for a bit longer," she said. She could only make brief eye contact before lowering her head.

After a pause, Carlos replied, "If you need anything, Lilly, come find me."

"Or me," Sarah spoke up from the small couch.

Lilly nodded and proceeded to leave the room. Sarah stood up and slowly made her way to Carlos, hugging him tightly. It was almost as if she were afraid of losing her own father.

Meanwhile, Lee was in charge of the burial. He began shoveling the dirt onto Larry and the dog, but after a few digs, he felt a strange presence, as though someone was watching him. As soon as he looked up, his thoughts were confirmed. There was a man, standing there, and he began running away as soon as he and Lee made eye contact.

"Hey. HEY!" Lee yelled to him. "Who are you? What do you want from us?!"

Everyone in the house, hearing him yell, ran outside with the exception of Omid. "Lee, what's going on?" Christa asked.

"I saw someone standing by the fence, watching me," he answered.

"A walker?" Ben asked.

Lee shook his head. "No, too fast. Took off like a bat out of hell when I noticed him there."

"I wonder if it's the guy on the radio..." Christa trailed off.

"I don't fucking like this," Kenny spoke up.

"Me either," Carlos agreed.

"We've stuck around here long enough," Kenny pointed out. "It's time to get back on track, get down to the river and find ourselves a boat."

"I don't know if Omid's well enough to move yet," Christa said.

"And what about Lilly?" Carlos asked.

"I can't wait any longer," Kenny argued.

"Kenny and I will go look, the rest of you can stay," Lee said, giving a compromise.

"Can't I go?" Clementine asked, "My mom and dad can't be far now. Maybe we can look for them on the way to the river?"

Lee bent down to talk to her. "Clem, I think it'd be best if you stay here with Sarah and help with Omid and Lilly."

"But you said I'm always supposed to stay close to you," she whined.

"I know, it's just this once," Lee replied. "Sometimes we have to put aside what we want for the good of the group. Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it, okay?"

"Okay," Clementine answered glumly.

"Daylight's burning. I'm gonna grab my stuff, and then we'll head out," Kenny announced.

"Come on, Clem, let's go see if Omid needs anything," Christa coaxed the little girl, who reluctantly obliged.

"So, you're just gonna leave me on the bench?" Ben inquired. He and Lee were the only ones left outside with the exception of Lilly, who was mourning her father over his grave.

"I need you to stay and keep an eye on Clementine," Lee informed him. "While I'm gone, anything or anyone tries to get into this house, you shoot them. Don't even think twice about it, understand?"

"I've got no problem shooting walkers," Ben replied.

"Did you hear what I said? Anything or anyone."

Ben nodded.

"Good."

The teenager walked back into the house. Lee glanced over at Lilly, briefly listening to her sobs, before going back inside the house to wait for Kenny.

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