"Clementine!"

Clementines eyes snapped open.

She was breathing heavily and (once she regained her bearings) looked around at her surroundings. What she saw makes her eyes widen.

She immediately recognizes Duck sitting next to her trying to get her to praise his drawing and admit his is better then hers.

She ignores him and scans her surroundings once more. She was at the motel with her previous group of survivors. It seemed almost a lifetime ago to Clementine since she had been there.

She spotted Lilly perched on top of the RV warily scanning the outside for possible threats, sporting an angry look.

Ben sat nearby her in a lawn chair in front of the RV with his eyes down, purposely avoiding eye contact with anyone.

Kenny sat with Katjaa on a couch on the other side of the RV, talking quietly amount themselves. Kenny was wearing a scowl that seemed to always be on his face while Katjaa presented a pleading look. They must be talking about leaving the group, Clementine remembered Kenny talking to Lee about it once.

Mark was nowhere to be found, Clementine assumed he was in one of the motel rooms catching up on sleep.

Carley was right above Clementine on the second floor of the motel. She was muttering something to herself. Clementine caught a few words like "stupid radio" and "dumb batteries." (AN: I JUST COULDN'T RESIST :P)

Larry was spotted near the fence-line wearing an angry look that Clementine thought oddly resembled Lilly's own scowl. His eyes followed a figure that made Clementines breath hitch.

Lee was walking toward her wearing a comforting smile that was always contagious to Clementine. He was wearing his blue button-up shirt with his peach colored pants. He walked like a completely healthy adult and nothing like an undead creature who feasted on flesh.

Clementine felt tears prick at her eyes.

He was here?

He was alive?

Lee's smile instantly disappeared and was replaced by a concerned and caring look.

"Clementine?" Lee asked.

Clementine couldn't respond as she was holding back a sob. She knew that this couldn't be real, she knew it was a dream. But that didn't prevent her from wanting to enjoy it.

"Are you alrig-?"

Clementine didn't give him enough time to respond, she had already jumped forward and wrapped Lee in the biggest hug she could possibly give the man.

"Lee..." Clementine sobbed. She noted she sounded younger. She was an eight (soon to be nine) year old again.

Everyone turned to look at her, confusion and concern crowding their facial features.

Lee didn't need her to explain anything. He just hugged her back and comforted the girl he thought of as his daughter.

After so long, Lee guided her toward a motel room behind them, figuring she wanted to talk alone with him away from everybody else's prying eyes. He closed the door behind him and turned to address Clementine.

"Whats wrong sweet pea?" Lee asked gently.

Clementine smiled a huge smile after hearing those words. She missed Lee calling her that. She wanted to tell him what was going to happen. She wanted to throw away the cursed radio that had caused the events leading to his death.

But Clementine knew it wouldn't matter. This was only a dream. Even if Lee took her words seriously, it wouldn't change anything. Lee had died and the events that she wished could be prevented had already happened. Not only that but Clementine feared if she would try to tell him the events that killed him, the dream would end and she would wake up crying.

So Clementine answered differently then she originally planned,

"I'm fine," Clementine started, wiping a tear from her eye, "I'm just glad to see you, that's all."

Lee smiled and pulled her into another hug, not that Clementine minded it.

"I'm glad to see you too Clementine." Lee said, even though he had talked to her five minutes before and she seemed perfectly fine.

For a while, they just stood there hugging trying to convey how much they each meant to each other.

After a while Clementine spoke, still hugging Lee with her face buried in his chest.

"Lee?"

"Yes sweet pea?"

Clementine hesitated for a bit but asked anyway.

"Can ... can you promise me something?"

Lee separated from the hug, looking down at Clementine with an honest expression

"Sure." he answered.

Clementine took a deep breath.

"I ... I want you to promise me ... that if someone is in danger ... that you won't try to play a hero ... that you won't ...that you won't die." She finished looking up at him with pleading eyes.

Lee was confused and a bit intrigued. Since when did Clementine get so smart and serious? What happened to the innocent little girl he had talked to yesterday?

"What do you mean?" Lee asked.

Clementine didn't look away or even blink as she answered.

"I don't want you to give up your life to save someone because I ... I can't lose another dad." Clementine finished.

Lee gave her a sad look, he was ecstatic that she thought of him as a father but what she was asking of him was something he knew he couldn't keep.

"I'm sorry sweet pea, but I can't promise that." he answered in a hushed tone.

"Why not!" Clementine asked hysterically, although she knew no matter what, nothing would save him.

Lee gave her a sad smile.

"Because if there's ever ANY chance that a life can be saved, that's a risk I am willing to take," Lee started explaining, "and I can't promise that I'm going to be fine and always come back safe."

Clementine was practically shaking now from the sobs that were wrenching from her when Lee gently grabbed her face when she tried to turn away and made her look at him.

"But I CAN promise I will always try my hardest to come back." Lee smiled at her reassuringly.

"But it won't be enough." Clementine thought to herself.

She just hugged Lee tighter and cried silently while Lee did the same with a tear sliding down his face.

Kissing her head, he said, "I love you sweet pea."

Despite her tears and despair, Clementine smiled once more.

"I love you too Lee."

Done! I'M SO SO SO SO SORRY IT TOOK THIS LONG! College is getting the better of me. But good news is that Spring Break is coming up soon in a few weeks and I'll update as much as I can if the story is still going and not finished by then. Make sure to leave a review and give suggestions if you have any. YOUR WORDS GIVE THIS STORY POWER! Big thanks to "A Writer With Mixed Interests" for your constant support in reviewing since the beginning! Thanks for your patience! :)