Another Year and four months Later:

It has been two years and 8 months since Clementine has last seen Lee. She misses him everyday, and He misses her everyday. Clementine was now five feet and two inches tall.

Clementine was now eleven years old. Her outfit had changed again to jeans, black boots, and a thick black hoodie. Christa and Omid had the same outfits they have been wearing.

They were sitting by a slowly dying campfire in the rain.

Christa sighed as she stalked towards the fire. She picked up a stick and started poking around the flames.

"This is just peachy, there's more smoke than flame here. At this rate we'll be eating this for breakfast." She said grumpily.

Clementine sighed to herself. "Keep trying." She said.

Christa looked at Clementine. "I can only do so much." She said a little irritably.

Omid got up to help Christa. "Here, babe. Let me help." He said.

He looked over to Clementine. "Hey, aren't you freezing? I know I am." Omid said.

Clementine shook her head. "No, not really. This jacket is comfy." She answered.

Christa looked at Omid. "You think this is bad? Wait till we get to Wellington. Then talk to me about cold." She said with a smirk.

Omid over dramatically rolled his eyes.

Christa smiled at her husband slightly before sighing again. "You should be doing this, Clem. Not us. Tending a fire, to cook and keep warm. It's something you've got to know how to do." Clementine said.

"I miss Lee." Clementine said sadly.

Omid and Christa looked at her with concern and sympathy. "I'm sure you do, Clem." Omid said.

Christa grunted as she stood up. "I'm gonna go look for more wood." She said before stomping off.

Omid followed her to try and help, leaving the eleven year old by herself. Not that she wasn't capable.

A few minutes later, the fire started to die. "Uuggh, great." Clementine groaned as she sat up to go tend the fire.

She knelt down next to the dying fire and stared at it for a few seconds before scrunching up some paper She saw lying next to the fire. She opened her bag to fish out her lighter, looking at her old drawing of Kenny's family and the torn photo she had of Lee. She sighed sadly before digging past them to pick out her lighter. She pulled her hand out, inside her hand was a silver Zippo lighter with a pink butterfly on it. She flicked it on and set the scrunched up paper on fire and added it to the campfire.

"Man, still not enough." Clementine said, annoyed at this.

She absolutely refused to burn the photo of Lee and considered burning the drawing of Kenny's Family, before she noticed a burnable log. She went over to the log and grabbed it. "This may burn." She said to herself.

She decided to go with it and threw the log into the fire. She smiled when it started to burn, glad she didn't have to burn the drawing of Kenny. Things were going okay for once.

As soon as that thought crossed her mind, she heard voices she didn't recognize in the forest. She got out her gun and zipped up her backpack and slung it over her shoulders. She slowly crouch walked towards where the voices were coming from. There were a lot of voices talking to each other, but she could recognize Christa and Omid's voice. She slowly stood up and inched her way closer to them. She found Christa and Omid being harassed by a bunch of bandits, too many to take with just the three of them. She only had one bullet left.

"Look man, it's just the two of us!" Omid told them.

"Bull fucking shit!" One of them said, aiming a gun at him.

"We're by ourselves!" Christa said, stepping in front of Omid.

"Don't you bullshit me lady!" Another one said.

Clementine made the split second decision to use her last bullet to save them. "Sorry, Lee." She whispered to herself.

She aimed her pistol at the guy aiming a gun at Omid and Christa, and shot him in the face.

"Omid! Chirsta! RUN!" She shouted before following her own advice.

She ran as fast as she could as one of them chased her. She heard Christa and another voice in a scuffle before a scream and then a gunshot. She ran away from the guy chasing her.

She jumped to her right, effectively dodging the guy when he lunged for her. She pulled out Leeya and stabbed the guy in the chest.

"AAAAAH! JESUS CHRIST ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" He shouted as Clementine ran off, the guy chasing her again.

"Kid! You're on my last fucking nerve!" He said, grabbing her from behind.

Clementine bit on his thumb before biting it off. "AAAAAAAAGH!" He screamed as she bit off his thumb.

She broke out of the guy's hold and ran off, holding onto Leeya tightly. A walker stumbled in front of her, she jumped up and stabbed it in the head before continuing to run.

The guy caught up to her and tackled her. Clementine, spotting a walker that impaled itself trying to get to her and the guy, threw the guy into the walker.

"Ah ha HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He screamed as he was getting eaten.

She ran off as the screaming of the guy got the attention of more walkers. She came across a river, and looked behind her, looking for any way out. She was surrounded by walkers so she decided to take her chances and dove into the river. She made damn sure to keep her hold on her hat and Leeya as she was flung to and fro throughout the river.

Clementine woke up, washed up on a riverbank she wasn't aware of.

"Nnngh. Eeergh." She groaned as she stood up.

She still had all of her stuff, thankfully. But she didn't have Leeya.

"Nonononnonononono! Not her." Clementine said with worry, she looked around the area she washed up at, and thankfully found Leeya a few feet away from her.

"Oh thank god." She said as she picked her up.

"You okay?" She asked Leeya. It twinkled in the sunlight as if to respond yes.

Clementine chuckled at that and held onto her tightly, refusing to ever let her go again. She stood back up and walked around for a bit, finding a broken dock after about ten minutes of searching. She jumped up and latched onto it with Leeya and pulled herself up. She was walking more inland when she heard a twig snapped.

"Christa? Omid? Is that you?" She called out hopefully, receiving no response.

She sighed to herself before continuing to walk. After ten minutes exploring, she found a little camp that seemed to have been ravaged. Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind.

"MMMM!" She screamed into the guy's hand, trying to break out of the hold.

"Clem. Clem! It's me! It's Omid!" Omid said, calming Clementine down.

He let her go after he settled down. "Jeez, Omid! You scared me!" Clementine said.

Omid to fell his knees.

"O-Omid?" Clementine asked nervously.

"Clementine...Christa...Christa's dead! She's fucking dead!" Omid cried.

Clementine hugged Omid, who hugged her back. "Omid, I'm so so sorry!" Clementine said, trying not to cry.

"She died saving me! She pushed me into the river and saved my life. But before she could do the same, I saw her get shot in the head." Omid said through his tears.

Clementine briefly considered going after them before dismissing the thought. "That's not what Lee would want me to do." She thought to herself.

"That's so terrible. She...She deserved better than that!" Clementine said sadly.

Omid nodded in between his crying. "You're damn right she did." He agreed.

After a few minutes, the two stopped crying. "We'd better keep moving. If we die here, her sacrifice will be for nothing," Clementine said.

Omid nodded sadly before following Clementine's lead and standing up. They looked around the camp for some food when they heard growling. Omid turned around to see a dog growling at Omid.

"H-Hey, boy. Easy." Omid said, nervously.

"A dog?" Clementine said.

Maybe they could keep him.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, the dog lunged at Omid, knocking him over, snapping at his jugular. "AAAH! SHIT GET IT OFF BEFORE IT BITES OUT MY THROAT!" Omid said, trying to force the dog off of him. Clementine grabbed the dog and threw him off of Omid. She had tears in her eyes as she apologized to the dog before killing it.

Omid hugged the crying girl. "Clem, you didn't have a choice. He was going to kill me." Omid told the girl.

"I-I -hic- I know." Clementine nodded.

Omid tried to walk with Clementine in his hold, but cursed before almost dropping her. Clementine looked at him with with worry and wiggled out of Omid's hold and stood up herself.

"Omid...you're leg!" She said, noticing a really bad wound on his leg.

He looked down and groaned angrily. "God fucking damn it! Not again!" He cursed.

"Can you walk? I can't exactly carry you..." Clementine said.

Omid nodded. "Y-yeah, yeah. I think I can manage for a bit." Omid said before limping forwards, Clementine sticking by him.

The two of them slowly but surely made their way into the forest. "I seriously hope there's a log cabin or something nearby." Omid said as he limped forwards.

Clementine gave an exasperated sigh. "Yeah, me too." She said.

After a few minute of walking, a group of walkers got the jump on them and surrounded them. There were way too many for them to escape from in the shape Omid was in.

Clementine pulled out Leeya, ready to keep off any of the walkers that got too close. There were way too many for her to take on her own, but she was going to try her best. She managed to take out three walkers before one sneaked up on Omid and another one grabbed Clementine. Omid did his best to push the walker off but was slowly getting overpowered. Clementine flipped herself until she was straddling the walker's head and drove Leeya into it's skull. She fell forward and stood up quickly. She looked over at Omid and saw that he was struggling to keep the walker from biting him. She ran towards him, but she could tell he was going to give any minute.

"NOOOOO!" Clementine screamed.

Just before the walker could bite into Omid's neck, an arrow flew into the walker's head. Omid pushed the walker off him and stood up as quickly as he could.

"RUN!" An older looking man with a crossbow shouted.

"I can't! My leg is fucked!" Omid said as he tried to limp to safety.

"God damn it! Luke!" He called for his buddy who looked significantly younger than him.

The guy he called for, Luke, pulled out his machete and started killing walkers. "Hey, kid you need to get out of..." He trailed off as he watched Clementine kill three walkers by herself.

The older guy kept shooting his crossbow until he ran out of arrows. "I'm out! Grab him and let's go." The older guy told Luke.

Luke nodded and picked Omid up and started running. "Come on, kid! We gotta go!" Luke told Clementine as he ran off with Omid, carrying him piggyback style.

Clementine ran after the men, dodging and killing any walkers in her way before she could catch up with them.

After about ten minutes of running, they slowed down to a walk. "All right, I think we lost them." The older guy said.

Clementine held Leeya at the ready just in case they tried anything, something the old guy noticed. "You don't have to worry about us hurting you two." He told her.

"If Ah wanted to hurt ya or ya buddy, Ah'd a done it by now instead of carrying his injured ass around." Luke said with a joking tone in his voice.

Omid grumbled at that. "God damn it. This is the second time this shit has happened to my leg, Clem! It's even in the same fucking place as last time!" Omid complained, trying to lighten the mood for Clementine.

Thankfully, that worked as she giggled at his antics, something the three men smiled at. After a bit of all of that, Clementine lowered Leeya. "So, the guy carrying Omid is Luke, so what's you're name, old guy?"

The old guy turned around and gave Clementine a look. "Do I look old to you?" He asked her with a sarcastic tone.

Clementine nodded. "Yes." She said simply.

Luke couldn't help but laugh at his expense, causing the old guy to give him a meaningless glare.

He rolled his eyes before looking back at Clementine. "Anyways, to answer your question, name's Pete." Pete told Clementine.

Clementine waved at him. "Hi Pete."

"So little girl, what's yer name?" Luke asked Clementine as they walked forwards.

"I'm Clementine." Clementine answered as she began idly twirling Leeya in her right hand.

"That's a pretty cool name." Pete said with a smile.

"So, Clementine. Yer a little badass, aint'cha?" Luke asked with a grin.

Omid chuckled. "Hell yeah she is." Omid bragged.

Clementine decided to do a little showing off and climbed up a tree and swung along the tree line ahead of them.

Luke and Pete gaped at her physical ability. "Well damn." Luke said in awe.

"How old is she?" Pete asked Omid.

"Clem's Eleven years old." Omid answered.

After a little more walking, Clementine jumped down in front of Luke and Pete. "There's a big cabin ahead of us."

Pete nodded. "We know, that's our place." Pete told Clementine.

"Oh. Well, I hope you don't mind us staying, we cant exactly be on our merry way right now, with how Omid's leg is."

"I'll be fine, Clem. I can walk."

"Says the guy Ah'm carryin'." Luke said, causing Pete and Clementine to snicker.

As they reached the cabin, Omid tried to get out of Luke's hold. "Guys, come on. I can walk, I'll be...fine..." He said before going limp, causing Luke to drop him.

"Ah shit he passed out!" Luke said.

"OMID!" Clementine shouted with worry.

After Clementine shouted, a few people came out of the cabin to see what the commotion was. "What the hell is going on?!" A pregnant lady demanded.

A guy with a red cap with a rifle aimed it at Clementine. "Who the fuck are they?!" He demanded.

Pete turned around to see the guy with the rifle aiming it a Clementine. "Put the gun down, Boy! They ain't no enemies of ours!" Pete demanded.

"Pete, for all you know they could be working with Carver!" The pregnant lady said before turning to the guy in the red cap. "Just shoot them."

Clementine looked up and glared at the guy with the rifle with like he just said Lee deserved to die. "You shoot at me or Omid, you'll regret it." She said coldy.

She shook her head. "No no no! I...I didn't mean that!" Clementine said. "I don't wanna hurt anybody I don't have to." She continued. "Please don't make me!" She begged.

The guy looked at Clementine and then at Omid and then back at Clementine before sighing to himself. "I can't shoot a kid." He said, lowering the gun down.

"Nick!" The pregnant lady gasped. "You could be putting us in danger!"

"Do you really want me to shoot a mother fucking kid and an injured man, Rebbeca?!" Nick demanded.

Rebecca looked like she wanted to say something back, but decided against it. She scoffed before storming off into the house.

Pete raised an eyebrow at that. "I'm impressed, Nick. I thought you'd shoot at her." Pete said, patting Nick's shoulder. "You did alright, son."

Nick smirked at that. "I ain't your damn son." He said with a teasing tone.

"This is cool and all, but we really need to get this guy to Carlos." Luke said, picking up Omid. "Like the guy said, his leg is fucked."

Pete and Nick nodded before they all went inside the cabin.

Omid woke up to being on a table on the inside of the cabin. "You're awake!" Clementine's voice said next to him.

Omid turned to Clementine and gave her a smile. "H-hey, kiddo. Are you okay?" Omid asked her.

Clementine nodded with relief.

"She should be asking you that." A gruff Hispanic voice said.

Omid looked over to where the voice came from to see a Hispanic man in a yellow and black faded flannel shirt examined his leg.

Luke was pacing back and forth next to the table. "How bad is it, Carlos?" He asked the Hispanic.

Clementine leaned into Omid's ear. "Carlos is a doctor." She told him, just in case he hadn't put that together himself.

"Hmm. It looks pretty bad. Thankfully it's no Lurker bite, but it could still get infected." Carlos said.

Carlos put in some peroxide, causing Omid to yelp in pain. "Jesus that fucking burns!" He hissed through his teeth.

"This is going to need stitches. Thankfully though, the bone isn't broken or even fractured, so this should heal up if you stay off the leg for a bit." Carlos said as he began threading a needle.

"I'm assuming you don't have any anesthetics for that..." Omid said, looking at the needle.

Carlos shook his head. "No, we don't. I'm sorry, but this going to hurt." Carlos told the man.

"Oh fuck me. Okay okay, just...just do it. Get it over with." Omid told Carlos.

Carlos nodded and started stitching up the man's leg as fast and as best as he could.

"Aaarrgh! Fuck!" Omid screamed in pain.

"Luke! Pete! Hold him still!" Carlos ordered as he tried his best to avoid screwing up on account of all the shaking.

"You got it, Doc." Pete said as he held Omid's torso.

Luke took Omid's legs. Carlos was able to continue to stitch him up after they got him to stop shaking around.

After a few more minutes and a lot more screaming, Carlos finished up stitching up Omid. "I am finished. His leg is stitched up now. Stay off of it for awhile and it should heal just fine." He told them.

Omid nodded gratefully. "Thank's Doc." He said with gratitude.

Rebecca huffed and crossed her arms. "Alright, you've been treated, now why don't you just go?" She said a little bitchily.

A big guy that seemed to be Rebecca's wife tried to get her to calm down. "Becc, come on. This is an injured guy and a little girl." He tried to reason.

"A Badass little girl, but still a little girl." Luke said.

Pete tch'd. "She could probably kick your ass, Boy." Pete said with a smirk.

Luke crossed his arms at Pete's words. "Ah honestly wouldn' doubt it." Luke said with a shrug.

"All the more reason that they should go then!" Rebecca said with a glare.

Pete shook his head. "No, all the more reason to let them stay. At least for a little while. You heard what Carlos said, this man cannot walk."

"Y-Yeah, I can. Just let us get on our way." Omid said.

Clementine pushed him back down onto the table. "No, you can't. If you reopen that wound, Dr. Carlos will have to do all of that all over again, if he even has the materials to spare to do it a second time. Do you want to go through that again, Omid?" Clementine asked him.

Omid paled and shook his head. Clementine relented her hold on Omid. "Good."

Luke picked Omid up again. "Ah'll carry 'im to the spare room." He said before going up the stairs.

"You should probably get some shuteye, Clementine. I would like it if you'd help me and Nick go fishing tomorrow. Doesn't that sound great? A couple of fresh brookies for dinner sounds amazing to me." Pete told Clementine.

Clementine nodded. "Why not?" She said.

Luke came downstairs after a few minutes. "You hungry, Clem?" He asked her.

Clementine nodded again.

A little while later we find Clementine and Luke sitting at a table in the dining room of the cabin. Clementine was eating some rice.

Luke decided to break the silence. "Yer pretty good with that thing." Luke said, gesturing to Leeya.

Clementine looked at Leeya and back at Luke before taking her off the table and clipping her to her belt. "Don't touch her." Clementine said with a warning tone.

Luke gave her a confused look. "Her?" He asked.

Clementine nodded. "Yeah. Her name is Leeya. Don't judge me." She said before continuing to eat her rice.

Luke put up his hands to gesture he had no bad intentions. "Ah wasn't gonna." He assured Clementine.

After a few moments of silence, Luke once again decided to break it. "So, is it just you and Omid on ya'll own?" Luke asked. "If there's more of ya, Ah don't want them gettin' the wrong idea is all." Luke told Clementine.

Clementine kept eating for a bit. "They're all dead." She said sadly.

Luke looked down at that. "Oh. Even yer parents?" He asked her.

Clementine sighed. "They left me with a babysitter the day before this all started. They died a few days afterwards...not that I knew or even believed that." Clementine told Luke sadly, saying that last part under her breath.

Luke looked at her sadly. "Ah'm real sorry to hear that, Clem." Luke said sincerely.

Clementine smiled softly as she reminisced about something. "That's when I met Lee." She said with a smile on her face.

Luke stayed silent, not wanting to interrupt Clementine.

"He found me a couple days after all this started, he saved my life and took care of me. I...I grew to love him more than even my own parents." Clementine said.

"What...What happened to him?" Luke asked.

Clementine's smile turned to a frown as she remembered the worst part of her life to this day. "I was a stupid fucking kid and got him bitten." Clementine said, refusing to elaborate any further than that, which Luke understood.

Luke looked at her sadly. "Well, yer welcome to stay with us however long ya wanna." Luke told her.

Clementine looked up at him, putting her thoughts on the past on the back burner for the time being. "Are you sure everyone else wouldn't mind?" Clementine asked with a smirk.

Luke smirked back. "They'll just have to deal with it." He said matter-of-factly.

Clementine smiled softly at Luke. She decided that she liked him. She finished her rice after that before deciding to get some sleep since she will be helping Pete and Nick Fish tomorrow.

Before she headed to sleep wherever she could, she placed her silenced gun in front of Luke. "Do you have any spare ammo for this? I used my last bullet yesterday saving Omid's life." Clementine informed Luke.

Luke took a look at that. "Hmm. It's a Colt .45...Ah think ya should ask Pete. He's our resident gun nut." Luke said, passing the gun back to Clementine.

"All right, Thanks Luke. I talk to him tomorrow." Clementine said before leaving the dining room, deciding that the living room couch is where she would sleep.

Clementine got situated on the couch before closing her eyes to sleep.