Ommigosh! Your reviews are making my heart swell with love! I'm serious! If there were such a place with unicorns and gummy bears running around it would be there after reading your kind words! Please continue writing them, they are really quite flattering! REVEIW TIME

maejhao5: Awww thank you so much! I, personally, Like Nick more than Luke. I'm all about characters and Luke is a good one, but his problem is that he hold everything in and then kinda uses it to feel bad for himself (Not trying to be negative I like alot Luke to!). Nick is more emotionally destroyed, but so is clementine. So why they be broken together? And I find it quite flattering that you said that I could have been TWDG writer. I would have liked (Loved) to have been XD but naw, I'm just a regular fourteen year old girl!

Kristal-Dynamite: Really? Thanks! I thought I over did the scene.I was really trying to make it a good one because it effected Clementine a lot. (I'm all about character development)

PeanutFangirl: I'm glad my writing has an effect XD I disliked Carver more than troy... Troy's voice annoyed me... even though he has the same voice actor as Omid... Omid didn't annoy me... I have to think about this.

Truthfully-illogical: (Side comment, I LOVE that name... it's genius!) Carver is a jerk... the jerkiest...

ONTO THE STORY

I gently pushed Nick away from me. I looked around for my gun, finding it set by the entrance. Before I could reach for it, Luke grabbed my arm. He looked at me confused, "Whoa kid, what are you doing?"

instead of answering, I tried to release myself from his grasp. I tugged my arm and tried to pull his away. I could feel something start to burn up inside me. To put it in simple words, you could say it was hate. But it was so much stronger than that. I could already feel his blood in my hands, I could vision myself stabbing his body. I wanted to kill Carver for everything. For taking advantage of Rebecca, making Sarah give up what she had left of her mom, causing Helena's death, making me burn my things, for hurting the people I cared for. I wanted revenge. I was blood thirsty and I'm determined to make sure Carver pays.

"Clementine!" Luke said, annoyed, "Stop fighting!"

"Let me go, Luke!" I yelled at him and tried harder to get away. Pete kneeled down and looked me in the eyes.

"Clem," His gazed burned into my head, "Are you okay?"

"Let go!" I shouted ignoring Pete, but Luke's grip only tightened on my arm. It almost hurt, "God dammit Luke!"

Sarah took Petes place, "I'm so sorry, Clementine!" I heard her innocent voice and felt anger rush into me again. Why the hell does Sarah get to be so unaffected?! Why couldn't I have been sheltered and protected to the point to where I have no idea what's going on in the world! It's not fair! Sarah and Pete left and Rebecca gave me a look of sympathy before joining them. I struggled in Lukes grasp and fought harder than before.

"Luke," I heard Nick. He took hold on my wrist, "Let her go," I heard Luke growl before obeying. I looked at my arm and saw where his hand had been. I'm sure I'll have a bruise there sooner or later. He noticed this to and apologized. Luke left so Nick and I could be alone. I was sure that He was going to let me go but as soon as I made a move I realized that instead of Luke's grasp, I was in Nicks.

"Nick!" I warned, "Let go!"

"It'll be alright," He said. His light blue eyes looked at me. They were soft, and promised understanding. I refused to be lied to again.

"Let go!" I commanded, for what felt like the hundredth time that day. After I said that Nicks other arm put me into a forced hug. As soon as I was tight in his hold, he used the hand that was grabbing my wrist to wrap around my body as well, "Let me go!"

"It's alright Clem," He whispered in my ear and rubbed my back. I still fought, but soon that sad feeling came over me and instead I sobbed. Tears unwillingly escaped my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. I still tried to get away.

"Let go of me," my voice turned from harsh to desperate, "Please!"

"You'll be okay," I fell to my knees, so Nick picked me up bridal style and sat down, his back against the wall and I was sitting in his lap. With permission I curled up into a ball and let him whisper sweet nothings in my ear while rubbing my back. Once I quieted down, the feeling I had left and I no longer wanted to hurt anyone.

"Thank you," I said as soon as I was able to speak again.

"It's okay, baby girl."

I gave a short chuckle, "Baby girl?"

"Yep," He smiled. I'll allow it.

"You sound like a dad," I teased. In a way, I suppose he had taken that role. Lee wasn't my dad, but he was like my dad. Nick isn't Lee, but he's like Lee.

"Shut up," He playfully gave me an offended look, "I'm not that old!"

"Keep telling yourself that."

"Now that's just mean," I laughed again even though the occasional tear leaked out of my eye. I love these kinds of moments with Nick. When we just play around with each other. They don't happen as much as you think it would. His facial expression changed serious, "You alright?"

"They're gone," True reality dawned on me. Those were the last things I had of those people, and they're gone. He snuggled me a little bit closer.

"It's okay," I leaned into him and let body heat warm me up. he looked around, just to make sure Carver or Troy wasn't around, "I'm sorry that Carver did that to you. And what he said about Lee." I realized that we've been sitting like this for awhile.

"You should get back to work," I dont want him to get in trouble because of me, "Carver might get mad."

"It's getting late," He observed, "Everyone will be back soon. Bonnie will be letting them in the pen, She wont tell." He looked down at me, "Get some sleep, Clem" I snuggled even closer and let my eyelids droop down.

"It's so cute!" I heard a voice, bit failed to open my eyes. Sounded like Rebecca.

"Nick doesn't let anyone get to close to him, that girl does the impossible." I heard another one. But this one was more southern. Most likely Bonnie.

"Nick needs her, and to be honest she needs him. They understand each other." An older voice, probably Pete.

"I feel bad for that girl, she's just so young." Deeper. Alvin.

"Clementine is more than able to hold her own. You've seen her in action. Kinda scares me, to be honest." The southern one again. It sounded different from Bonnie's. Luke?

"That girl is probably stronger than the rest of us. If she needs anything she has Nick. he doesn't show it unless it's important, but he's grown to care for that girl." Pete again. with curiosity creeping in the corner I opened my eyes and saw the whole group in a circle around Nick and I. Nick must've fallen asleep, otherwise he would have moved me. I gave them all a strange look.

"She's awake!" Sarah informed them. They all looked at me blankly. With Nick's arms still wrapped tight around me, I found it difficult to untangle myself from him.

"What are you doing?" I questioned everyone awkwardly, as I moved the mans arms away.

"It's cute the way you two take care of each other," Bonnie said with a smile, "I was the first t find you two, holding on to one another, fast asleep."

I blushed slightly as I looked up at Nicks sleeping form. His hat hand fell over his eyes. If Nick were awake he would probably be hiding behind it due to the public display of affection toward me. I looked at the group, "A little help here?" Everyone slowly shook their heads.

"The only way you're getting out of that is to wake him up," Rebecca commented, "Trust me, Alvin's done it before too." She looked as if she immediately regretted saying it after the wrods escaped her throat. Alvin however smiled and glanced at his wifes belly. She must've told him about the pregnancy. I don't knowhow I did it, but I managed to free myself and everyone looked at me, slightly disappointed.

"It would have been so funny to watch him light up like a maraschino cherry," Luke commented.