HELLO! I'm sorry this is a couple days late :( My friends are being assholes. There is a lot of drama going on and everyone comes to me for comfort. My friend Meagan is having boy problems with another one of my friends and that's causing tension in my little group. My friend Amanda is having friend problems and it's rather stressful with her part in all this. There are other people who are trying to weasel their way into it all, front row seats, right? Plus I'm having my own problems at home...

And I'm rambling, aren't I? Sorry, enough about me.

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"What... Is this?" I asked and made a small face. I almost had to resist the urge to gag. Trying not to be rude, I took a step back and un-crinkled my nose. Walter looked at me with a knowing and amused smile.

"It's peaches and beans," He rolled his eyes. Those certainly didn't look like beans. I shrugged. Walter took a big, wooden spoon and began to stir the food. His eyes flicked over from the iron pot to me, "So how long have you known Kenny?"

I cleared my throat, "We're old friends. I met him after it all happened."

"Hmm," Walter hummed, "Connecting with people, is so important. I don't know where I'd be without Mathew." He stated. He smiled, as if remembering a fond memory. He looked back at me before he picked the pot up by the handles, "I think I've got it from here. Go mingle and tell them that dinner is almost ready."

I gave a quick nod, signaling that I acknowledged his words and I walked upstairs. Rebecca, Alvin, and Carlos were up there, interrogating Luke. I had asked Nick what the others were so jumpy about. He had told me that Luke saw lights out in the distance when we first arrived. Carlos and Pete fear that Carver is right on our tracks and prepared to find us. Carlos had suggested that we leave immediately. Alvin and Luke both seem to think that we should stay for at least another night. Alvin is still concerned, now more then ever since she's farther along and that baby could pop out of her any day now.

They were whispering sharp arguments and pulling hairs.

Deciding to ignore them, I moved over to the hallway. I ran a hand threw my hair and rubbed my tired eyes. I walked down by my room and lightly knocked on the door next to my own.

"Come in," I heard the familiar rough, southern accent, "Doors open."

With only a moments hesitation, I placed my hand on the knob and slowly turned it. Closing the door behind me, I rested my gaze on Pete. He was wrapped in covers and his stump was elevated on a pillow. He had placed a bookmark into his book titled, "To Kill a Mocking Bird," And set it on the side table. He turned his head towards me. I offered a smile. One half shy and half happy.

"Foods almost ready."

He sighed, "Tell Luke and Carlos that I'll need help."

"I'm sorry," I shot him an apologetic look, "I'm sorry that they didn't have any crutches, I mean."

H sighed again before he lifted his stump to look at it. When we arrived, Sarah and I had asked Walter about whether or not they had crutches. Walter had frowned and shook his heavy head and I had to deliver this disappointing news to Luke. Since then, the adults had been arguing about what to do about Pete. We have no idea where any could be. Pete had been stressed by this.

"It's alright," He said, snapping me out of my thoughts, "It was my least favorite foot anyway."

"Pete!" I chuckled. His leg may be gone, but his sense of humor sure hasn't, "Jesus!"

He joined me in my small laughter, "Go on, go eat."

I gave a small nod, "Bye Pete."

I had left the room and journeyed downstairs. I passed Luke on the way and told him to rush and get Pete. I ended up helping, since Carlos was to busy cleaning Sarah up for dinner and Alvin had been tending to a hurt Rebecca. Luke and I supported him to the tables. When Pete was situated, I got him a bowl of peaches and beans. When we got all that done, everyone had a bowl by then and had sat on the benches. I had been the last to get a bowl.

I turned and looked at out people. I frowned. My group and Kenny's group had taken a place away from each other. I saw Luke raise his hand to signal me over, but Kenny had beat him to it.

"Right here Clem!" he called. I bit my bottom lip before setting down across from the older man. I didn't turn to look at my group. I didn't want to see the look on Luke's face. My eyes admired the hardwood on the table as the first spoonful of food found my mouth. The hotness burned my tongue, but I didn't care. I cant remember the last time I had a hot meal was.

"Hey," I muttered after I swallowed.

Kenny looked at me with his big, brown orbs before he said, "So, I hear that guy, big Al, say something about being on the run. What's that about?"

I put the spoon down. Dammit Alvin. I swear I'm the smartest one here sometimes.

I bit my bottom lip. We hadn't risked telling anyone about Carver. We were all paranoid. We don't know if he sent anyone to spy on us or if anyone knew him or... anything really. It's dangerous to tell people. But this is Kenny! My Kenny! The one who helped are for me during the beginning of the apocalypse! I uncomfortably shifted around in my seat before looking at him. Kenny wouldn't hurt me.

"Oh," I rubbed the back of my neck. Putting it in a nutshell, "We knew this guy, things got bad. We ran away. Now he's looking for us."

The look on his face made it apparent that he felt bad, "I'm sorry darling."

I shrugged it off, "It's alright."

"Yes," Kenny agreed, "It is. You don't have to worry about that anymore. You can stay when the others leave." He had to remind me.

"If that's what she wants," Sarita put in, directing the comment at her boyfriend.

Kenny put on a confident look, "Course that's what she wants," His eyes dashed to me, "Right Clem?"

"Kenny," Sarita lightly scolded, "Don't pressure her."

"I'm not," Kenny put on a defensive voice, "Im just saying is all,"

Sarita rolled her eyes before she, Mathew, and Walter stood up to put their bowls away. The three were soon replaced with Nick and Luke. I put another mouthful of food in and Nick protectively put a hand in my hair and played with my curls. I noticed he and Kenny stare at each other. As if, having a silent war going on in their heads.

"So," Kenny said, to no one in particular, "Hope you enjoyed the food."

"Huh," Luke asked, being taken out of whatever trance he was in, "Oh, yeah. It was good. Thank you."

Kenny smiled wider. Looking between the two other men. I know that look. This cant be good.

"So," Kenny said again before pointing, "It's Luke... and Nick? Luke and Nick! You two sure look like a match!"

I stopped chewing and tried my absolute best to keep my jaw from dropping or my laughter from bursting. I swallowed my food and bit my bottom lip down.

"What's that suppose to mean?!" Nick raised his tone and his voice was coated with hostility.

Kenny shrugged, unaffected by the difference in sound, "I'm just saying you two seem like good friends, that's all."

"So," Luke interrupted awkwardly, changing the subject, "What's your plan here? Gonna hold out for the winter?"

Kenny shook his head, "Actually, we were thinking of moving on. Ever heard of a place called Wellington?"

"Wellington?" I asked, recalling the name, "Omid mentioned it."

"Then you know what it is," Kenny beamed, "Food, water shelter, everything you need!"

"Sounds like bullshit," Nick commented.

For whatever reason, this made Kenny snap. His face yelled angry and he hissed, 'Listen Vanilla Ice! I don't know what your deal is, but your more then welcome to take off in the morning!"

Well that'd be just fine by us!" Nick yelled back.

"What's the deal with these guys clem?!"

"Hey, fuck you buddy."

Luke tried to stop the fight, "Look Nick, it's fine. We're not staying."

"She's staying," Kenny pointed at me.

"The hell she is!" Nick once again shouted.

Feeling the tension of the fight, I squeezed my eyes shut, "Please, stop fighting!"

Nick wrapped a sorry arm around me and I scooted a bit closer in response. Luke looked away and Kenny had his face scrunched up, hands balled up into fist, in an attempt to keep his anger in. Other then the apology that Nick muttered, we silenced ourselves. Kenny's eyes traveled to me again. He pointed to a spot on the table.

"Pass me that can, Duck," I was about to obey the order before my eyes widened in realization. Duck? Did he just call me Duck? Like, his son Duck? I straightened my back, and shyly looked away. I hesitated before trying to correct him, but before the words could slip my mouth a sharp gasp left Kenny. The mention of his son made his anger go away, but it was rather replaced with sorrow. His face dropped.

"Duck?" Luke looked around questionably, oblivious to the meaning of the moment that had just taken place, "Who's Duck?"

"Luke," I said simply, "Leave him alone."

All of our heads dropped to the ground. Sadness and awkwardness found a way to mix into the silence. Soon, I felt a hand tap my back. I turned to see Walter. He offered me a light hearted smile, one that I couldn't find in me to return.

"Hey," He said, "Wanna help me outside?"

Seeing a way out, I nodded and left with him. Mathew had stayed behind to clean some dishes. Walter and I walked down stairs and out the door. The cool breeze rushed through my hair and down my back. I shivered slightly while taking a deep breath in, which sent the cool air down to my lungs.. I continued to walk, following him around the lodge. He was ranting about politics or something. He was just trying to make me feel better. Kenny soon joined us, acting as if nothing had just happened. We heard shifting, and walked around to the back. Somebody was looking through the window.

"Ma'am?" Walter politely asked. The sudden noise startled the woman and she turned to look at us.

Our eyes landed on eachother, and my orbs widened. My jaw dropped and I felt another shiver rack my body. She looked to the ground and kicked the dirt by her foot. I took a step back. Kenny shot me a look of concern, but I had ignored it.

I spoke, "Bonnie?"

Ok, before I forget...

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I'll try and update tomorrow, and I think I can (Since I don't have to deal with all this drama this weekend)

alright, prayer circle for Walter.

BATMAN OUT ;)