Once all the walkers were taken care of, Lee put his weapon aside and panted. "Man...that was close."
"That didn't go so good," Clementine commented.
"No, that did NOT go so good," Lee agreed. "But it's okay. We're okay. What did we learn?"
"I'm not ready for a gun," Clementine replied sadly.
"We learned not to be afraid," Lee corrected her. "They should have got us, but we got them. Your quick thinking saved us both, Clem. Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm a little shaky," the little girl answered.
"What's going on? I thought I heard a gun!" Christa said, running into the station, alarmed.
"We're fine!" Lee replied. "We found some walkers..." he added as Christa looked around the room.
"You, and an eight-year-old versus three of them, huh?" she questioned.
"We handled it," Lee said simply.
"Clearly," Christa replied. "I'm gonna go make sure the noise didn't cause us any problems," she said, turning around.
"That's a good idea!" Clem jumped in.
Christa then walked to the door, but stopped, and turned back around to glare at Lee, "I hope you know what you're doing with her," she stated, with bitterness in her voice.
"We're still alive, aren't we?" Lee asked, shrugging slightly. He could see Christa roll her eyes, before not saying anything, and walking out the door. What was her problem? Lee thought he was doing a great job with Clementine.
Lee looked around the small area before he and Clementine made their way back to the others as well. He approached Omid, who was having a lighthearted conversation with Sarah. The young teen seemed to like him quite a lot.
"I found a blowtorch in the station," Lee announced. "Should make quick work of the coupling up there."
"Excellent!" Omid praised. "I'll come up there with you to have a look." At that moment, he climbed up the ladder with Lee following close behind.
"You think this will work?" Lee asked.
"Dude, you're cutting metal with fire! How could it not?" Omid replied almost nonchalantly.
Lee walked over to where the tanker was stuck, and got the blowtorch ready. He turned it on, and nothing was coming out but hot air. He realized that there was a leak in the hose. "Shit."
"What's up?" Omid inquired.
"The hose has a leak in it."
"T-Turn it off, dude. I don't want my eyebrows burned off. You better plug that leak with something."
Lee looked around and saw a truck nearby, luckily when he searched it, there was some tape inside of it. That should work to plug the hole, right? He then wrapped the tape around the hose, "Hope this holds..." he mumbled mostly to himself, then turned the blowtorch back on. He was glad that it worked, and began to cut the metal.
"That is crazy! Look at it go!" Omid watched in amazement.
"Just about got it," Lee replied. And suddenly, the truck behind him was inching forward, and if it wasn't for Omid running and pulling Lee backwards, he would have gotten hit and slung off the bridge. "Whoa, thanks man." Lee said.
"No sweat," Omid replied.
Lee stood back up and observed the tanker again. "This thing is hanging by a thread, one more cut and it'll go."
He looked at the tanker now, knowing that it was too far to reach at this point. There was only one thing left to do, he realized, and that was to get Omid to do it, by holding on to him. He approached him, holding out the handle.
"Here, the weak portion of the coupling is out of my reach," Lee explained.
"You think it'll be within mine?" Omid scoffed.
"No, but I'm gonna dangle you over that ledge."
"The hell you are!" Omid exclaimed.
But there was no time for arguing, and Lee ended up having the dangle Omid as the shorter man began cutting the tanker off.
"God, you're a real son of a bitch, aren't you?" Omid asked.
"Shut up and start cutting."
A familiar growling noise was heard in the distance, and Sarah turned around. With a gasp of horror, she tugged on Carlos' jacket. "Dad...Dad...th-there's-"
Ben heard this and turned around, squinting out in the other direction. When he realized what it was, he called up to Lee and Omid, "Guys...there's something coming!"
"What?" Omid asked.
Lee looked up and saw all the walkers coming, "There must be thousands..."
"Hurry up guys!" Carley yelled.
"WE GOTTA GO!" Ben yelled, running back to the train.
"Fuck, Omid... CUT, CUT!" Lee yelled.
"I am!" Omid had yelled back in defense. "It's going, pull me up!" The tanker then fell to the ground, and Lee pulled Omid back up on the bridge.
"Kenny, GO!" Lee hollered, signaling for Kenny to start the train. The rest of the group hurried and ran to climb back on the train, leaving Lee and Omid stuck on the bridge.
"Shit, what do we do now?" Omid asked.
Lee looked down and noticed that the tanker was leaking. "Hope to God this works..." he said and kicked the blowtorch of the bridge and into the gasoline that leaked out of the tanker, starting a fire. He then ran to the other side of the bridge where the train would be coming. "We gotta jump!"
"What?" Omid questioned. "NO way!"
Lee glared at him, slightly annoyed by his stubbornness. "Fine, you stay up here while we go with your lady."
"The hell you are!" Omid cried. This caused him to jump down, but unfortunately for him, his leg landed hard on the roof of the train, and he fell over.
"SHIT!" Christa yelled.
Lee jumped down secondly, and luckily, he was unscathed. He got into the train, with Omid and Christa running (or limping, in Omid's case) alongside. Since he was injured, Lee grabbed Omid's hand and pulled him into the train first.
"No, HER! Not me!" Omid cried. "Christa, NO! FUCK! You piece of shit, she's a woman! Don't you know-"
But he was interrupted when Christa was able to pull herself onto the train, and Omid was relieved. "Baby..."
"It's okay, honey. I'm okay," Christa assured him.
Lee looked outside, where the walkers were still attempting to give chase. But of course, they weren't getting to anybody. The boxcar door opened then, and Clementine was the one standing on the other side.
"Are you hurt?" she inquired.
"No," Lee replied.
"Speak for yourself, my leg is fucked!" Omid shouted.
"We're fine, Clementine," Christa said, "we're fine."
Carlos spoke up at that moment. "We don't have much on us, but perhaps I can take a look? I'm a doctor."
"Go ahead," Omid replied, and Carlos obliged, and began prodding around at Omid's wounded leg. "Ouch!" He winced.
"Sorry," Carlos apologized, "It's not broken, but it came quite close...you probably won't be able to walk on it for a while."
"Great," Omid said sarcastically.
"But we're almost to Savannah!" Clementine added happily.
"Yeah..." Lee trailed off, "Everyone should get some rest now though...it's been a really long day." The majority of the group obliged, finding a place in the boxcar to lie down. Larry though was already asleep. Lee then took this time to head up to the front of the train to check on Kenny. Surprisingly, that's where Clementine chose to sleep.
"Next stop, the Atlantic," Kenny spoke quietly.
"We have to find a boat," Lee agreed. "We just have to."
Kenny nodded. "We will."
"You'll be alright," Lee said sadly.
Kenny sighed, "I'll be alive, I guess. Blood in my heart, blood in my brain at least."
Lee quietly walked over to Clementine. "She's out cold like I've never seen," he commented to himself. He looked down at her backpack and noticed a drawing of Kenny, Katjaa, and Duck inside of it.
That was when he heard a static noise that caught him off guard. He picked up Clementine's walkie-talkie. There was a voice on the other side, but the words were unclear. But just for a moment.
"Can't wait for you to get to Savannah, Clementine," the voice said. "I've got your parents right here! And you be sure to find me whether Lee wants you to or not. Now, what I need-" But the voice was cut off with another static sound.
Lee looked at the walkie-talkie in shock. But Clementine had said it was broken; that there was no contact on the other side.
"Holy shit..." Lee trailed off.
"I thought that fucking thing was broken!" Kenny cried.
"So did I..." Lee replied. "Who the fuck was that? If he's convinced Clementine he has her parents..."
"Well, it sounds like somebody knows where we're headed."
"Who the fuck..."
"I don't know, but I doubt we're going to be happy when we find out."
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