Day 901, "Howe's hardware roof", 7:32 AM

"I'm not sure I understand. Do you know who left that? what do they want?" Jane asked.

Lee continued to look off into the distant tree-line, expecting to spot September hiding out there, "Bill took me and Nate in awhile back. He asked for my help to rescue some kidnapped girls from a camp, we got out most of them."

"And what does this have to do with this?" Jane inquired.

"One of those girls' family was lost when she returned, I decided to look after her." Lee explained.

"So, you think she stayed behind after this place fell? and she survived and managed to not get caught by any of us?" Jane asked, beginning to scan the roof.

"Doesn't matter, we know that carving wasn't there yesterday." he told her.

"So, why doesn't she just come out? why hide?"

"I don't know, we left together, long before this place fell. Basically what I am trying to say is, this girl has been able to survive for over a year, out there, in the wilderness. And she wasn't in the best state of mind either, I can't imagine what she is like now."

Lee turned and made his way towards the green-house.

"She's just a kid, what harm could she do?" She asked, stepping in front of the green-house door.

"Just trust me, she's not like any kid you've ever met." He told her before moving past her and pulling the door open.

"Oh hey, Lee... and you." Nate greeted, giving Jane a slight glare as he tossed a red berry into his mouth.

"Nate, I think September might be hiding somewhere in the warehouse." Lee directly stated.

"Who?" Nate responded, raising a brow in confusion.

Lee shook his head and turned to leave, "Never-mind, just let me know if you see her anywhere."

"Will-do, Captain witness."

Lee made his way off the roof-down the stairs-and into the warehouse; Jane followed just behind.

"So, what do we do if we find her?" Jane asked.

Lee stopped and began contemplating the best course of action, "I'm not sure. Grabbing her or attacking her would be bad. We also shouldn't yell and announce her location; that'll just spook her, or worse. Try talking to her, get her to come see me."

"What if it's not that simple?" She asked, crossing her arms.

"We do what we must..." He told her with a sigh. "Go find Kenny, and the others, get them to start looking."

"Yeah, okay."

Jane jogged off towards the red double-doors. Lee began advancing towards the armory; when he reached the red door, he stopped; there was a hockey mask taped to the door. The hockey mask was badly damaged and covered in blood. The duct tape holding the mask up appeared to have something written on it,

"Ask him where he got the mask."

"Nate's mask? the hell is this, September?" Lee whispered, tearing the mask off the wall and walking towards the stairs to the roof.

When he reached the roof, he saw Nate leaning against the green-house door.

"Hey, Nate." Lee greeted as he approached and stood before Nate.

"You got something there?" Nate asked.

Lee tossed it onto the ground in front of him.

"Well, this sure is interesting." Nate inferred.

"So, how did you get the mask?" Lee questioned.

"Off a corpse." Nate told him casually.

"Come on, don't bullshit me." Lee said, slightly frowning.

Nate laughed and crossed his arms, "Okay, okay. There were these three guys me and Randy met in the woods, we had a uh, disagreement about some game we found."

"Are you telling me, you killed three men over a deer?" Lee asked in disbelief, placing his hand on his forehead.

"Two, actually. Randy shot one of them."

"Look, Nate, I think those guys were September's friends." Lee told him.

"And...?" Nate replied, raising his hands in a mocking manner.

"And she's likely to kill you, she's already managed to remain out of our sight for who knows how long."

Nate began laughing, "Oh, Lee... you always manage to leave a smile on my face."

"Look, I've seen her in action, and we don't know where she is, you've got to watch your back." Lee told him.

"What else is new? since when have you ever watched my back?" Nate questioned, slightly aggressive.

"What do you think I'm doing? you're acting like there is nothing going on. What if she has help? what if she hurts someone?" Lee questioned.

"Whatever, I'll keep an eye out. That's what you want from me right? now just stop being a pussy."

"I want you to take this shit seriously."

Just as Lee was about to revolve and make his way down into the store, they heard a man screaming just outside, in the 'pin'.

"Shit!" Lee exclaimed before rushing down the stairs and through the warehouse and outside.

Randy was on the ground, a thick kitchen knife embedded in his right shoulder. Patricia began elevating Randy's wounded side. Gill appeared distressed, his face stricken with fear and sorrow. Kenny was scanning the area, pistol in hand. Jane knelled and began to tie a white t-shirt around the wound. Nate was just behind Lee.

"What happened!?" Lee inquired, frantically.

"She was... urge! talking to my boy... I rushed her, but she stabbed this into me, before taking off over the fence." Randy explained.

Thirteen hours later...

Lee sat in Carver's chair, staring out through the glass, watching the floor below. Nate sat in the corner by the metal shelves, legs crossed. Jane sat against the door, resting her head against her left hand. Kenny sat against the front of Carver's desk, staring down at the floor. Patricia sat in the chair in the corner of the room, holding her sleeping son in her arms. Randy sat on the ground beside his wife. No-one dared to lay eyes on one-another for the duration of time they had been in the room.

"I propose, we discuss our next course of action." Randy stated as he held his now bandaged and stitched shoulder.

"Got it, sitting on our asses and hiding from some kid." Kenny said.

"We're not hiding, this is just a precaution. You'll know what she is capable of." Lee said.

"Why not just go out and confront her? She's obviously come out and made her presence known for a reason." Jane said.

"That makes sense." Patricia agreed.

"Well, I killed her friends, she sliced a guy's head apart for robbing Lee, who knows what this crazy girl wants, right?" Nate mocked.

Jane stood, "So, what do we do? hide in this room and live like prisoners? how long can we go on, having to watch our backs around every corner? I say we go out and find out what she wants."

Lee stood and walked towards the door, "I'll go, I can't ask any of you to risk your lives over this; she's my responsibility."

Nate stood, "And what about me? I'm the one that drew her in our direction. I can handle this, seriously, come on people."

"No, I'm the one who abandoned her and got her father killed; stay here, I'll be back soon." Lee told him, grabbing the doorknob.

"You remember what I told you the last time you said you'd go alone? right?" Kenny asked, standing as well.

"I appreciate it, really, I got this, just stay behind." Lee said, opening the door.

"You don't trust us?" Kenny questioned.

"I don't trust her. She's not thinking straight anymore, I fixed her once, I can do it again. Besides, she's likely not going to come out if I'm not alone." Lee told him before exiting the room and shutting the door.

Lee walked down the stairs, briefly checking behind him as he continued down them. He entered the main stock room and raised his hand while surveying the room, still advancing towards the double red doors.

"I'm here, September." Lee stated into the empty, dark space. "Come on out, tell me what you want."

Suddenly the double red doors creaked slightly. Lee began speed walking towards them and pushing them open to find yet another empty room.

"September, you don't need to hide; I have no weapons, I don't want to hurt you." He reasoned.

Suddenly the loading bay door creaked open and a figure slid underneath it and out of the building.

"This way, Lee!" September called from outside.

Lee sprinted towards it and quickly crawled under. He stood and began surveying the dark parking lot; the only light source available, was the shine from the full moon. There was nothing but trash and a few walkers further down the lot. Lee hopped down from the elevated warehouse and stopped in place. He heard a slight creak from above and instantly turned and looked up. September soared down, knife in hand. He grabbed her arm that was holding the knife as she fell onto him, forcing him to fall back from her momentum. She sat on, him trying to force her knife down with two hands. He began pushing her back slowly.

"September! what are you doing?!" Lee yelled.

She didn't answer. Lee tossed her to the side, off of him. Both were on their feet almost instantly. She wasted no time, she grabbed her knife and lunged at him. Lee sidestepped out of the way and grabbed her arm once more before lifting her off the ground by it. She tried freeing her arm to no avail.

"Just stop this before it goes any further!" Lee yelled.

She frowned and quickly kicked him in the ribs, causing him to let her go and hold his side. She advanced forward and swung her knife at him; he tried dodging but still felt cold metal pierce his stomach.

"Fuck!" He exclaimed in pain.

She swung again, only this time to be met with a boot to the chest. Lee kicked her, causing her to fall back onto the pavement.

"Don't force my hand, September!" Lee told her.

"...Raaaaauuugghhh...!" A thin walker growled from behind Lee.

Lee quickly grabbed the monster by the neck and lifted him off the ground before forcing it back and down against the parking lot ground. It's head collided and was smashed instantly.

"Hey!" September called.

Lee began to turn to face her as a rotating knife flew and sliced his left shoulder before falling onto the ground past him. Lee groaned in pain and grabbed his shoulder but still tried to continue. He felt a sharp pain in the side of his right knee causing him to fall down onto the ground. September dropped a 2x4 plank of wood and picked up the knife before advancing towards him once more. He tried to get up but found that his wounds began to slow him. She ran up to him and kicked him in the forehead. He fell back, dazed by the blow to the head. September hopped onto Lee's stomach, causing him to yell in pain from the cut she dealt him earlier.

"Well, this is it, Lee. This is where everything cuts to black!" September told him as she raised her knife above her with two hands.

"Hey!" A voice called from the direction of the warehouse.

September turned and placed the knife close to Lee's throat, "I'll kill him! don't come any closer!" She warned.

Lee slowly turned his gaze to see who it was, Nate.

"What are you doing, girly?" Nate asked.

She didn't respond.

"I mean, why kill him? he didn't do wrong by you, right?" Nate said.

September began shaking, her eyes began twitching, she was almost snarling.

"Look, this guy, he saved your life. He took care of you. He found your dad for you. He doesn't deserve to die." Nate reasoned.

"HE ABANDONED US!" She screamed.

"He didn't. He was looking for his girl, you know that."

September gripped the knife even harder.

"Look, I know how you feel." Nate told her.

"How could you?!" She demanded.

"You know that feeling you get? when you just feel this emptiness inside you? I didn't go through the same experience as you, but I know."

September glared at Nate.

"Those men, they did bad things to you, things that should NEVER happen to a girl like you. You must have had this feeling like, everything just fell apart, like a mirror. But if you hold onto that hate and sadness, you'll never get over it; it'll just get louder and louder. The more you keep feeling like a victim, the more you're going to stay a victim."

September began edging the knife away from Lee.

"What you got to do is, not let this continue to change you, don't let those fuckers win, 'cause when you give into the feeling you've got, when you keep crying every night, THEY WIN! You don't want them to win, so you get back up and tell yourself, you're bigger than this, you CAN come back from this! it doesn't matter who shits on you, who fucks you over, we can always keep going. They are dead, you're still here! even after all that's happened! The only one holding you back is yourself."

A set of tears made their way down September's face. She gripped the knife and brought it back up to Lee's throat, "I'll kill him..."

"Kill me instead." Nate offered, outstretching his hands and getting down on his knees.

September got off of Lee and made her way towards Nate. Nate simply stared at her as she approached, no fear in his eyes. She took position in front of him, brought the knife a mere centimeter to his chest. She began shaking, and sobbing as soon as she poked him with the blade.

"It's your choice." He told her.

She trembled immensely, unable to do anything but stand and cry. For the longest time they looked into one another's eyes, complete understanding. She dropped the knife, "You're right..."

Suddenly September turned and sprinted towards the tree-line.

"September, wait!" Lee yelled.

The girl kept running until she was out of sight, in the woods. Lee watched another person he cared for leave him.

"Come on, man. Let's get inside." Nate told him, outstretching his hand to him.

Lee took hold of his hand.

Author's Note: This is the end for now, I mean I could always write what happened to the other characters, just not much else to do involving Lee's story directly. There is one thing I neglected to do that I probably should have done; don't want to spoil, I'll just save it for later. I'd like to thank everyone who decided to favorite/follow me. The feedback helped me continue and improve. There is still much to do for this story, the old chapters and even the new ones need to be fixed. I also deeply appreciate everyone who stuck around to let me know their thoughts on my story, even after Clem and Lee split. I'll eventually add on to this story in the future; we've got to wait for Tell-Tale games to dish out their third installment. Anyway, I love you guys. Peace.