I just want to say that we appreciate the feedback we've been getting so far. :) And just so you all know, this story will be a bit different from the plot of the game. There will be some things that will still happen, but mostly with different outcomes. And there will be more fates that will change through this story. Okay, co-author's note over.

After Carlos made sure that Sarah was in a safe place, he went to help the blonde woman, Katjaa, in making sure that David was okay. "Travis? Can you give me a hand please?" he asked, calling for the teen.

"Uh, yeah sure," Travis said, and the two walked to the truck where Katjaa was standing.

"Maybe I can help?" Carlos offered. "I'm a doctor."

Katjaa nodded gratefully, "I think I've gotten the bleeding to stop." Carlos took some time to look at what was left of David's leg. It was chopped off all the way to the knee, and he had lost a lot of blood in the process.

"Have you got clean bandages?" Carlos asked.

"Not very many," Katjaa answered. "I'll go get them for you." She said and walked off to one of the motel rooms.

"Is he going to live?" Travis asked, pulling Carlos out of his thoughts.

"We're going to see what we can do for him," the Spanish man responded. "Hopefully, he will be okay."

"I hope so too," Travis stated, looking at the ground. The two heard yelling and turned around, only to find Kenny and Lilly fighting over "leadership," and Lee in the middle. He seemed to be the peacemaker between the two.

"It doesn't matter who's in charge!" Lee tried to reason. "Those people are here now. I guess we just have to decide what happens next."

"No, Lee, it does matter! We can't have one person in charge of everything!" Kenny retaliated.

Carlos decided not to listen in at this point, and he and Travis turned to see Katjaa walking out of the room with a somewhat small first-aid kit. A few medical supplies was still better than no supplies.

Meanwhile, Sarah was lying on her stomach beside Ben, hoping to make some friends in the little girl and the other boy. The lady sitting in the chair seemed nice too. The young teen got some paper and decided on what to draw. After a moment, she decided to draw her old cat, Pepper, and started her search for a gray crayon.

"What are your names?" the little girl inquired, looking over to Sarah and Ben. "I'm Clementine."

"I'm Sarah," Sarah gave the girl, Clementine, a small smile. She looked up at Ben. "That's Ben."

"And I'm Duck!" the little boy said, coloring fiercely on his paper, introducing himself to the newcomers.

"That man over there-" Sarah said, pointing over to Carlos, "He's my dad."

"My dad has a mustache!" Duck replied. Clementine said nothing, and only kept coloring on her small piece of paper. Sarah wondered why she didn't say anything. Did Clementine not like her already? Had she said something wrong?

Carlos finally had wrapped the bandages around David's leg, and secured them tightly. "There," he said, making sure they were in their place. "That's all we can do for now. Hopefully he'll wake up."

"And if he doesn't?" Travis asked.

"Then he's gone," Carlos answered simply. Kenny and Lilly were still arguing quite loudly, Lee trying to settle things, and Carlos was beginning to doubt his decision about coming here. He didn't want people fighting around his daughter. But still, this camp had a lot of people, and there was always safety in numbers.

"Since you think this is so easy, why don't you hand out the food rations today?" Lilly yelled, shoving only two items of food into Lee's hands. "There you go, oh, and guess what? There's not enough for everyone. Have fun," she said bitterly.

Nearly everyone looked over at Lee almost hopefully. It was all too obvious that they had a low supply of food as well as medicine and bandages. Carlos decided not to take any food (if he was offered any), as it didn't belong to him. But deep down, he secretly hoped that his daughter would be offered something.

Lee looked at the food in his hands, and then around at the group. It was decidedly obvious who was first on his list, and made his way over to Clementine. The little girl heard him coming and walked over to where he was.

"Are you gonna color, Ben?" Sarah turned and asked her older friend sweetly, offering him some paper and a purple crayon.

"Oh, um, that's okay, Sarah," Ben replied with a small smile.

"How are you doing sweetie?" Carlos asked as he approached his daughter.

"I'm okay," she answered shortly.

"Are you being nice to the other kids?" he asked her and she smiled.

"Of course, Dad," she replied.

"That's good," Carlos said. "I'm gonna go see if I can help out, find me if you need anything, okay?" he said, and Sarah nodded in return. She watched as Clementine sat down and began eating the very small portion of food that Lee had given her.

"Is that man your dad?" Sarah asked, catching Clem off guard.

"He takes care of me," Clem answered.

"Oh," Sarah said almost silently.

She didn't want to pry into Clementine business about her parents' whereabouts, it didn't concern her and she wanted to be friends. So for now, she wanted to color in her kitty and hopefully become friends. It seemed as though Duck did too, as he began to tell a story.

Carlos looked around, wondering where to go for now. He noticed Mark and the older man working on the wall near the entrance of the motor inn, and decided to approach them. Mark heard him and turned around. "Oh, hey. I never got your name...?"

"It's Carlos, and over there is my daughter Sarah," Carlos introduced. "I was just wondering if you two needed any help."

"We don't," the old man told him bitterly, with an angry expression. It was then that Carlos decided to keep Sarah as far away from this man as possible, he seemed pretty rude in general. From first impressions.

"Alright then, have it your way." Carlos replied politely. He then turned around, and noticed the woman Lilly standing and still looking angry about this whole situation. He decided that he should probably apologize to her, about causing all of this commotion.

He approached her hesitantly, "I'm Carlos," He introduced quietly, extending his hand out to shake hers. He already knew her name, but he wasn't sure if she knew his.

"Lilly," the woman replied bitterly, not bothering to shake Carlos' hand.

"I'm really sorry about causing all of this commotion," he apologized. "I'm just trying to look out for my daughter."

Lilly remained silent for a moment, and glanced at the old man behind Carlos. Was he her father? But she crossed her arms and replied, "Fine. But know that we had plenty of people here already before you guys came around. We're not 'come one, come all,' you know."

"I understand that," Carlos confirmed. "But I'll try to be as much of a help as I can. I was a doctor before all this."

At that, Lilly uncrossed her arms and looked at the ground. "I don't suppose you guys have any medical supplies, do you?"

"I'm sorry, we don't," Carlos apologized. "Our camp was raided by bandits this morning. Now I'm a little worried about my daughter."

"My dad's always worried about me too," Lilly answered softly.

Carlos chuckled. "That him over there?" he asked, pointing to the old man who wasn't so nice to him just moments ago.

Lilly nodded. "How'd you know?"

Carlos laughed. "Similar personalities I guess."

"Is it that obvious?" Lilly questioned, laughing just a bit. She thought that it felt good to laugh again, and maybe these new people weren't so bad after all.

"Yeah, a little," Carlos joked, but then turned serious. "Just let me know if you need anything, okay? I will try to be as much help as I can," he offered, and she nodded in return.

"Why don't you just go introduce yourself to some of the others? I'm sure they'd be relieved to know that there's a doctor in our group now," she said, and he nodded, and took her advice, looking around for another person to introduce himself to. He decided to go talk to Kenny and Katjaa, since he didn't get to speak to them much at first. They seemed like nice people, so hopefully he was right.

Katjaa was checking in on David, who was still unconscious, and Kenny was leaning against the RV nearby, his arms crossed.

"How is he looking?" Carlos inquired as he checked David's pulse. It wasn't all that strong, but at least it was still going.

"He seems stable, for now at least," Katjaa replied.

"Good to hear it," the doctor answered. He glanced at Kenny. "My name's Carlos, by the way."

"Kenny," Kenny nodded, giving Carlos a firm shake of the hand. He glanced behind him. "That your girl over there?"

Carlos listened for a brief second. Duck was yammering on about something or other, and he could hear Sarah giggling. "Yes, that's my daughter Sarah."

"Looks like my boy's talking her ears off already," Kenny joked.

Carlos smiled. "Oh I'm sure she's doing the same. She's shy at first, but loves making new friends."

"Then they'll probably get along great," Kenny replied.

"Also," Carlos started. "I never got to say thank you earlier, for helping us back there, and getting us here safe. If it weren't for you and that man Lee, my daughter and I might be dead," he finished on a serious note.

"Don't mention it," Kenny waved off. "Us survivors, we gotta look out for each other."

"Yeah," Carlos nodded. "You're right."

"It was nice meeting you," Kenny said. "If there's anything Kat and I can do for you, or your little girl, you just let us know. Welcome to the group," he finished, giving Carlos a pat on the back.

"Thank you," Carlos told him gratefully. He walked off to check on Sarah one more time. Perhaps joining a group wasn't such a bad idea after all.

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