Woo! Chapter 2! Sorry it took so long.

Once again, I do not own the Walking Dead or the game. :(

Water splashed Lee's face, waking him up immediately. He spluttered and looked up, right into Carley's eyes. Her beautiful light brown eyes that shone with relief.

"Thank god. We thought you had up and died on us, Lee. You can't do that, understand?" Carley said in a soft, soothing voice like silk.

"I don't plan to," Lee rasped with a painful smile. His head still hurt like hell and felt wet and sticky.

Carley grabbed a red washcloth that was next to her as she knelt on the floor. Lee was lying on the couch in the RV, his head cradled by a pillow. Carley dabbed the washcloth on the side of Lee's head, and Lee realized that the washcloth wasn't originally red. He winced as the washcloth cleaned the side of his head, wiping up smears of blood.

"It's only a flesh wound on the side of your head and it went through your ear. This could've been a lot worse," Carley stated, but didn't elaborate. She didn't have to. When she was done cleaning the blood off of Lee's head, she stood up and, pausing a moment with a conflicted look on her face, kissed Lee gently on his forehead. She pulled away, smiling, and headed off into the front of the RV. Lee closed his eyes. God, he loved Carley. He hoped she felt the same way about him.

"Oh. So that's why you took that bullet," Lilly smirked, sitting at the table in the back of the RV on the opposite side of where Ben was sitting, his head against the table. Lee looked up Lilly, glaring.

She frowned, "Look, I'm sorry I shot you. I didn't mean to."

Anger overwhelmed Lee. He wasn't upset at Lilly because she had shot him. He was pissed at Lilly because he would've murdered Carley, his Carley, just out of false suspicion that Carley was the one who made a deal with those fucking bandits.

"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to," Lee said firmly, giving Lilly a contemptuous look.

"Look, I understand that I screwed up, okay? But Carley is a danger to the group, and needed to be dealt with," Lilly's voice started small, but ended with a bitter edge.

At that moment, Carley stepped out of the front of the RV where Katjaa, Kenny, and Duck were. The edges of her lips were tugged down in a solemn frown. She took a step towards Lee, but noticed a sleeping Clementine on the ground, curled into a little ball.

Carley quietly took off her purple jacket. She shook it off and gently wrapped Clem in it, picking her up. There was enough space at the end of the couch by Lee's feet for Carley to set Clementine down there. Carley adjusted Clementine's position on the cushions until the little girl looked comfortable. "I..." Carley looked up at Lee, then leaned down next to his ear and spoke in a soft, solemn voice, "I just found out that Duck has been bitten."

Lee looked up, startled. When had this happened? He had always been the one to notice things, but how could this have slipped past him?

"When..?" he inquired, frowning. Duck had Kenny and Katjaa both to look after him, and he still got bit. What if it was Clementine? She only had him to look out for her, and, to face it, he hadn't been doing a very great job. That woman - Jolene - had managed to steal Clementine's hat for God's sake. How close had Jolene had to get to Clem to steal the hat? Wherever Clementine went, that hat was always close behind.

"During the shoot out with the bandits. When the walkers started showing up," Carley responded, but after noticing Lee's long pause, questioned softly, "You okay?"

"Yeah. I'm okay."

"Good. Keep it that way. Now I'm going to drive for a while so Kenny can take a break. You rest up," she said, turning around towards the front of the RV where the Kenny sat in the drivers seat.

"You sure you can handle driving? I mean, you put those batteries in the radio the wrong way. I'm not sure I can trust you around the RV," he chuckled quietly. Those damn batteries...

"Shut up."

See. I told you Lee would be fine. :)