Hello! Wow, chapter 34! I didn't expect this to be so long! it's crazy! I love it...

REVEIW TIME

PeanutFangirl: I can question something that isn't there. :D Lumpy says he loves Jumpy. BATMAN OUT!

20:Why thank you :). I don't know if I'm going to kill Pete of yet or not. But I dont think I'll give him Walters death. Thanks for the suggestion though :)

Kristal-Dynamite: :D thank you! I was a little worried about Omid being a little bit cheesy! (Breaths sigh of relief) thank god! I was worried some people were a bit ooc and I thought that I over did the beginning with her hiding in the closet. PHEW! Thanks girl. Made my night.

leafs nation: I didn't like that about the cabin group either. It annoyed me. I could've understood it coming from Nick and maybe even Rebecca, but when Carlos did it I was really annoyed. Thanks for the compliments I always appreciate them :) You keep up your own good work! Because of this guy, I ship Jilly (YES I made a ship name! Don't judge)

Rebloxic: JAMMY! I'm sorry that I made Omid a complete dick head. But I thought it would be fun! Thank goodness that you cant lift the sledge hammer.

z0mb3xor: DONT HAND THE GUN TO CAINE! HE'LL KILL SOMEONE (Gunshot) DAMMIT! :) anyway, glad you're happy!

FUN FACT: I was originally going to include Sarah's mom. But I decided that you sometimes don't get to see some peoples deaths so I scratched it out and kept her dead.

ONTO THE STORY!

Everyone moved to the kitchen to have yet another debate. They called it a debate, but it was really just a screaming match. Everyone but Nick, Sarah, and myself were involved. Sarah was still up in her room, oblivious to what as going on. Nick sat and the end on the couch waiting for his last family member to wake up. And I was next to him, sitting on the coffee table, cutting the leg Pete's other pants so that he wouldn't trip.

I wont lie, I was really shaken up. I bit my bottom lip to keep it from trembling and I would occasionally have a huge shake rack my body. Between what happened this morning and what happened to Pete, I don't know what I'm more worried about. Just knowing that these past four months Carver was looking for us was enough to make me have nightmares. Him almost finding me in that closet probably scared me for life. Anther shiver ran down my spine and I felt my arm jiggle.

"Clem," Nick looked at me with those light blue eyes.

I didn't look up, I had light tears in my eyes and I didn't want him to see me like that. I'm a big girl now, I need to be able to control my emotions. Instead, I just kept my concentration on Pete's spare pare of green pants and made the final cut. I lightly hummed, "Yes?"

"You okay?" His voice laced with concern. I just nodded my head, still looking at the green pants. But of course, I had to pick that time to sniff and one of my fat tears dropped out of my eyes and landed on the pant leg. Nick knew better. Without warning, Nick gently took the pants out of my hands and gently picked me up, placing me in his lap. One of his hands snaked across my body and was used to hold me close while the other one cradled my head and gently pushed it to his chest. He whispered sweet nothings into my ear, and Im sure he wasn't convinced of what he was saying himself. I eventually started to quietly sob.

"Nick?" I asked to grab his attention.

Some of his fingers played with the curly mess that rested on my head, "Yeah baby girl?"

"Carvers not gonna find us again, right?" It was a childish question, and one I knew he couldn't answer.

There was a slight pause, as if he were considering his answer. He gave a small shrug and said, "I don't know what's going to happen in the next couple days. But I promise you, I'll keep you safe. Nobody's gonna hurt you while I'm around."

I smiled and sniffed. Before I could say anything else, a soft groan came out of nowhere. My head snapped in it's direction and I saw Pete move around slightly. He was waking up. I patted Nick repeatedly and pointed it out to him. Nick sighed, knowing that explaining this to him wasn't going to be pretty. I got up from Nick's lap, and shook Pete a bit. His eyes opened and landed on me. He gave me a warm smile.

"Clementine?" He asked as if he didn't really believe it, "Aint you a sight for sore eyes! I just had a horrible dream."

"I'll tell them he's awake," Nick got up and marched to the kitchen.

Pete chuckled, "Not to sure if my sleeping arrangements concern them much."

"Uh," I awkwardly stood there, "Pete?"

"Yeah hon?" He asked.

"What is the last thing you remember?" I eyed his stump, which he seemed to not know about.

"Hmm," Pete thought for a moment, "Nick, you, Omid, and I have to go check the fish traps, right?"

"Pete," I was about to be very blunt, "Your legs gone."

"Huh?" He asked and stood up to look. He threw both his legs over the couch and openly gaped at what he saw. His face was thieved of all color and his eyes become big, brown orbs. He was at a loss for words. I was about to say something but he hissed, "FUCK!"

"Pete," I held his hand, "It's alright! It's alright! You'll be fine! You were bit and Omid had to cut it of!"

Pete's chest heaved up and down as he tried to process what he was looking at. He was white as a ghost, "It's gone?"

"Yes!" I responded. There was a long silence before I asked, "How does it feel?"

"I can still feel it!" He exclaimed, "I swear I'm moving my foot right now!"

Everyone else came in to check on Pete. Many words on condolences later, Luke told Pete about Carvers sudden arrival. Nick asked if we could stay for a bit, but of course we couldn't. Pete used Luke and Alvin as crutches of some sort and we were off. With the three men in the front we took off. When we were on the road Luke announced that we had about four or five days to reach the mountains. This was going to take forever.

"So," Luke looked at Omid, "You sure you want to stay with us?"

He shook his head, "I have to find Christa."

"Do you have any idea where she is?" I asked.

"We were heading up to a place called Wellington," He informed me, "it's up north."

"Well," Luke smiled, "That's where we're headed. You can come along. Safety in numbers, right?"

"I usually travel faster alone," He tried to reject the offer.

"But," I cut in, "We have water, food, medicine, stuff you need to survive. You wont find Christa if you're dead."

"All to true," He sighed, "I guess I might as well."

Five days later.

"NICK!" I yelled, "BE CARFUL! NICK!"

"Clem!" He laughed, "Calm down, I wont drop you."

I was use to him giving me piggy back rides, but this was insane! My legs were draped over his shoulders and my arms desperately held onto his head for dear life. Everyone laughed and Omid used his binoculars to look at the bridge. He kept shouting things to Luke about our surroundings, but I didn't heart them. I was to busy looking at the ground and hoping I didn't fall on my face.

"Alright!" Luke spoke up, "We all cant go sprinting across that thing!"

"So what do you suggest we do?" Carlos asked.

"Clem and I-" He looked over to Nick and I. My water bottle fell out of my pockets and Nick bent to pick it up.

"NICK!" I yelled and laughed, afraid I would fall, "NICK DONT! NICK!"

Nick laughed harder and stood up, "Calm down!"

Luke smiled, "I just cant separate that cuteness. Omid, you and I can scoot across low and slow!"

Everyone nodded in agreement and pretty soon they were gone. Nick let me down from his shoulders and Pete chuckled. I took a spot next to the now one legged man. We sadly still didn't have crutches. We were hoping that some would be up at the ski lodge not far. Sarah suggested that idea. I expected Sarah to be scared of Petes new disability. But, in private she just commented saying that, 'it looked very scary,' then got over it. Didn't ask questions or anything. Im pretty sure Carlos came up with some kind of unbelievable excuse to why Pete's leg was gone, he needs to stop protecting her so much.

"You guys are just adorable," Pete said in his rough voice.

I rolled my eyes, "Don't remind me." my eyes traveled to where Pete's stump was. The pants I cut for him came in handy. He wasn't tripping or anything. I motioned to his leg, "How's that feeling?" He had complained about it burning and thumping.

"Oh," He said, "Same as always. Hurts like hell."

"Well," I put on a playful shrug, "You did just lose a limb."

"That I did," He responded, half sad and half playful. His leg may be gone, but his humor sure isn't.

"What exactly happened anyway?" I asked. He still hasn't told us. But I have noticed him avoid Omid since.

"Let's just say," he started, "That your friend scares the shit out of me."

I nodded in understanding. That's when I noticed the pistol laying carelessly on the ground. I growled. Omid forgot it. I picked it up and turned to Nick, "I'll be right back. Omid forgot his weapon."

He looked like he considered it before giving a short nod, "Just be carful."

"I will," I said while walking away. On my way to the bridge, I noticed a couple dead walkers. One big one and one small one. There were a few more littered across the bridge. I walked forward. There was a man, he had a rifle. He seemed friendly. He was actually having a conversation with my two friends. I had the gun in my hand. I walked forward. Deeming it safe to make myself known I shouted.

"OMID!" I said, "YOU MIGHT WANT TO-"

I was cut of with a gunshot and the world darkened.

(Laughs nervously) Yeah... I'm going to hide now...

BATMAN OUT! (Dodges things being thrown at me)