Thank you all for the amazing amount of reviews I had last chapter! 17 is just so awesome! Enjoy this chapter and once again the results of the voting will be at the bottom of the chapter.

Soon I will be uploading a new story where Carlos survives the zombie hoarde at the hardware store, so make sure to look out for that. And if anyone wants to help write with it, I would love the help!

I would like to thank A Writer With Mixed Interests for giving me the idea of the dream sequence in this chapter.

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There will be MUCH more interaction between Sarah and Kenny this chapter. You're welcome, Mixed Interests. :P

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Sarah looked down at the crying baby that moved around in its blanket. She had no idea what to do with it. She had no idea how to feed it, or keep it safe, heck, she had only learnt how to survive two days ago. But Kenny did know. He used to have a son, he knew exactly what to do, and Sarah couldn't think of herself this time. She had to leave the final cabin survivor, but she knew it was right.

[Go With Kenny]

[Go With Luke]

Sarah turned to Kenny and her legs began working on their own as she began running over to him, her feet pounding on the floor as the walkers around her slowly turned towards the teenager.

"SARAH!" The girl could hear Luke shouting faintly in the distance as she ran out of his sight and into the hoarde of walkers. Sarah just hoped he would be safe.

Kenny was waving his arms so Sarah could see him, when his eyes suddenly widened in fear.

"Look out!" He yelled but it was too late. A walker tumbled on top of Sarah, throwing her to the ground. The baby rolled out of her hands and onto the floor as she screamed, trying to kick the walker away from her. It had an iron grip on her leg and it wasn't letting go. She noticed a walker on the floor, slowly crawling towards the baby. Her eyes widened in fear.

Suddenly the baby was scooped up into the protective arms of Kenny, and Sarah watched as his boot collided with its head. The walker on top of her snapped its jaws at her, and she was sure she was done for when it suddenly went limp. She glanced at it and realised it was unmoving. Kenny had saved her. She reluctantly pushed the disgusting walker off her as Kenny pulled her to her feet.

"..." The two silently stared at each other. Sarah wanted to thank him, but she was terrified of Kenny. She was worried that whatever she said would make him snap. "T...th-"

The walkers growled angrily, trudging towards the pair. Kenny cursed under his breath before he broke into a run away from the hoarde, with the newborn baby in his arms. Sarah stood still for a moment before following him as fast as she could, not wanting to be separated from the final person she knew was safe.

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The two panted heavily as they ran through the forest, throwing leaves up into the air as they pounded through the woods. Sarah's gun was stuck to her hand; she wasn't letting go of it. She wasn't as fast as Kenny, who was a little ahead of her, but she was quick enough to keep up. She had plenty of practice from when she ran away from the hardware store. The baby was sleeping soundly, and Kenny made sure not to wake it. When he was sure they were safe from the walkers, he stopped and rested against a tree, panting. He turned to see Sarah bending over as she coughed.

"Nice...nice pace, kid." Kenny said, and Sarah looked up, a small smile crossing her face.

"T...thanks." Sarah said shyly, collapsing down on the ground and bringing her knees up to her face as she sat quietly. Kenny looked at the baby to see it still sleeping. He smiled.

"So...uh...it looks like it's only us three." Kenny said, frowning. He didn't like this. He missed being with Clementine, Rebecca, heck, even Luke. What if they never found the others? He couldn't take care of two children...

"...Yeah..." Sarah said, not really wanting to talk. She noticed a stream nearby and remembered her water bottle. She took off her backpack and un-zipped it, taking out the bottle and shaking it. Sarah gasped as she faintly heard splashes of water. It was almost empty? But she didn't drink any...then she realised there was water everywhere in her backpack. The cap must have come loose! She gasped and shook it all out, the water splashing on the grass.

Something light slowly floated out of the bag, gently landing in a puddle of water. Sarah picked it up and inspected it. Her eyes widened when she realised it was the picture of her and her father. The water had ruined it. She couldn't even see their faces anymore. She sighed sadly, tears appearing in her eyes. She quietly put it back in her backpack, despite it being just a wet piece of paper now. The pages of her book were wet too, but she wasn't really bothered and they could be easily dried.

She picked up her dirty water bottle and walked slowly over to the stream, crouching down and scooping up some ice cold water. The liquid glimmered in the daylight, and Sarah stared at it for a moment before scooping the water bottle under the water again. She pulled it back up to see it was full, and she securely twisted the cap on. She stood up and placed it back in her backpack.

"We should build a fire. You know how to?" Kenny asked the teenager, and she mentally kicked herself for forgetting. She had asked Clementine more than once, but she had forgotten to remind her.

"C-Clementine was going to teach me, b-but I-" Sarah began, but Kenny interrupted her.

"So that's a no then?" He muttered, standing up and walking into the darkness of the forest. "I'm gonna go get some wood."

Sarah sighed and took out her book, opening it and cringing as the wet pages stuck together. She slowly pulled them apart and continued from where she was, sitting on a log. She felt a little frightened, but she had to be strong.

"Chapter Six, Movement In The Trees." Sarah read out loud, thinking it would help her confidence if she pretended there was company with her. "I sat silently, staring at the crackling fire. Suddenly, in the dis-"

Sarah paused as she heard a rustling in the bushes. Her eyes widened as she slowly turned towards it, hoping it wasn't a walker. The bushes continued to rustle, and Sarah slowly aimed her gun at it, staying as quiet as she could. A whiskery nose poked out of the leaves, twitching. Sarah sighed in relief, lowering her gun as the raccoon left the safety of its hideout and into the sunlight. Then Sarah's stomach rumbled and she realised how hungry she was. She stared at the raccoon. It would help her relationship with Kenny if she actually did something. She reluctantly aimed her gun at the raccoon, which didn't even notice Sarah was there.

Suddenly, a walker leapt out of the woods, attacking the raccoon. Sarah screamed in terror as the raccoon screeched. The walker bit into the raccoon and began devouring it. Sarah began trembling as she placed her finger on the trigger. She squeezed it and the bullet shot through the walker, killing it immediately.

Kenny ran out from the woods, obviously hearing Sarah's screams. He held a couple of pieces of wood in one hand, with the baby in the other. He noticed the dead walker and raccoon a couple of meters away from Sarah and he sighed in relief.

"I thought something had happened..." He muttered, gently placing the baby down on a log and dropping the pieces of wood. "You said you wanted to learn how?"

Sarah smiled and nodded, walking towards Kenny and sitting down. He picked up two pieces of wood and demonstrated to Sarah how to make a fire, and she nodded intently.

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It had been a couple of hours and the fire was still crackling gently, embers floating around. The sky was pitch black but luckily there was a full moon that night, illuminating the baby was asleep and Sarah was extremely close to falling asleep too, but she felt like staying up to finish her book. She could barely see the words on the pages, but the fire gave away enough light. Kenny was sharpening sticks of wood for weapons.

"Chapter Twelve, A Disturbance In The Night..." Sarah read the title of the chapter, and Kenny looked up, pausing from sharpening the wood.

"You're already at chapter twelve? Those chapters are like, thirty pages long!" Kenny muttered, grinning. "I would still be at chapter one."

"It's easy when you get used to reading." Sarah said, now fully confident with speaking to Kenny. Over the few hours she had began to like him, and she hoped he felt the same. "...I'm really hungry."

"Me too. I'm worried about the little guy." Kenny said, talking about the sleeping baby. Sarah looked at the newborn before returning to her book. "Bonnie was the only one who had food..."

"Well, at least she's with Rebecca." Sarah said, trying to turn to the bright side. Kenny nodded. "I miss her. And Luke, Bonnie and Clementine. I hope they're safe."

"Don't worry, they will be. They've been through more than you can imagine." Kenny said and Sarah smiled.

"Do you think they'll find us?" Sarah asked and Kenny sighed.

"I dunno. Maybe. We should go looking for them, in the morning." Kenny said and Sarah nodded happily, agreeing to that plan. She yawned loudly, rubbing her eyes. "Anyway, you should get some sleep. I'll watch."

"Thanks, Kenny." Sarah smiled, closing her book and inserting it in her backpack that had now dried thanks to the fire. She folded up her glasses and curled up into a ball, closing her eyes. The crackling of the fire and the sound of cutting faded out as she fell asleep.

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Sarah walked through the cold forest, her arms wrapped around herself. She flinched as a bird squawked and flew from a tree into the distance. She couldn't see any walkers, but she was sure they were around. Her shoes crunched through the leaves as she searched for Kenny and the baby. They must have went looking for food or wood. She clutched her light blue jacket, fear beginning to form inside her. She suddenly noticed a clearing and sighed in relief, running out of the woods. She gasped at what she saw.

The cabin. The large, old wooden house was standing proudly directly in front of her, and she couldn't believe it. The old, cracked windows stared at her as she walked slowly towards it, walking up the rotten stairs. She gently placed her hand on the door handle, slowly turning it.

The door creaked open, allowing the sunlight in the dimly-lit house. Sarah stepped inside, noticing the living room was empty. Dishes filled the sink, and a blanket rested on top of the sofa. Sarah heard whistling coming from upstairs, and she slowly walked up them, tensing up. She felt for her gun but couldn't find it anywhere.

The whistling was coming from her father's room. She slowly walked across the landing, which creaked quietly as she stepped towards the door. She made it there, realising it was already slightly open. She slowly pushed it open, and walked inside.

Her dad sat there. Knowing this was enough dream, Sarah sighed sadly. Her dad looked confused.

"Sarah...?" Carlos asked, his all-too familiar spanish accent filling Sarah's ears. The teenager quietly looked up at him.

"You aren't my father. My dad's dead." Sarah said coldly, and Carlos seemed to look relaxed after she said that. "...What?"

"I'm glad you know that, Sarah. I don't want to see you cry again." Carlos said, and Sarah gasped. "I am not your father. Well, I am, but not living. You are currently dreaming, and I entered your thoughts to give you a message. I AM dead."

Sarah squeezed her eyes shut before slowly opening them again and staring at her father. Was this really him? Or was she simply dreaming all this? She didn't understand...

"Sarah...I want you to stop thinking about me." Carlos said and Sarah looked at him in complete shock. Not think about her father!? "You need to focus. You're a strong kid, Sarah, but I almost killed you when I died. You didn't know what to do...and that wouldn't have happened if I taught you how to survive. You're my little girl..."

"But...dad..."

"I'm proud of you. When you fell off the deck...I was terrified. I didn't want to see you die. But Clementine saved you...I knew she could be trusted. Thank her for me. And I'm so glad you learnt how to shoot a gun." Carlos said. "Watching you bravely walk through the walker hoarde alone made me feel so proud..."

Sarah stood silently, not knowing what to think of all this. She didn't understand...had her father entered her dreams?

"And you making all those hard decisions was amazing. I can't-" Carlos said when he paused. "It looks like I must go now."

Sarah ran towards her father and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go. She may never see him again...or hear his voice. Tears ran down her cheeks. Carlos smiled.

"Oh," He said, and Sarah looked up at him. "Your mother says she loves you."

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Sarah slowly opened her eyes, the early morning sun glaring down upon her. She realised it was all a dream, but for some reason she didn't feel sad. She felt happy. She had talked to her father one more time, and he was proud of her. She had to take his advice; she had to try and concentrate. She heard Kenny snoring and she grinned, taking out her book and opening it, finding the page she was on.

Suddenly there was a moaning coming from the bushes and she instinctively placed her hand on her gun. The sounds got louder, and Sarah slowly raised it upwards. Then she heard someone cursing, and she realised it wasn't a walker. A familiar face appeared from the bushes and she gasped.

"LUKE!" She cried out, tears appearing in her eyes and she dropped her book, running towards her friend and wrapping her arms around him.

"Sarah, thank god!" He cried, as Clementine and Bonnie also came out from the woods. Sarah noticed Clementine and also hugged her.

"Hey, Sarah." Clementine said, smiling. Sarah broke the hug, looking at Clementine with a grin on her face. "My dad told me to thank you."

"Huh?" Clementine said, confused. Her vision slowly trailed to the sleeping baby and man on the floor, and she breathed a sigh of relief. "You were with Kenny this whole time?"

"Yeah, me and the baby were trapped in the hoarde, when I saw Kenny. Me and him ran from the hoarde, and came across this clearing. He taught me how to make a campfire." Sarah said happily, and Clementine nodded. Kenny suddenly began to stir, and he woke up, noticing everyone.

"...Cle..." Kenny stopped to yawn, rubbing his eyes as he slowly stood up. "Clementine?"

The two hugged, and Sarah realised Rebecca wasn't with them. She looked at Luke, who was currently looking at Clementine and Kenny.

"Where...where's Rebecca?" She asked, confused, and suddenly Bonnie, Luke and Clementine went deathly pale. Luke slowly turned away, sighing. Bonnie looked at Sarah sadly.

"Sarah...honey...Rebecca..." Bonnie began slowly, and Sarah's eyes widened slowly as she realised what had happened. "Rebecca didn't make it. She...she died from exhaustion. I'm...sorry."

No...no...please...Rebecca... Sarah's breathing began to get frantic as she thought about her friend. She looked at Clementine, who uncomfortably looked at the ground. Be strong...be...strong.

"O...okay..." Sarah said quietly, sitting down on a log and staring at the ground. Everyone stared at her in dismay before looking at Luke and Kenny, who were snapping at each other again.

"We're so close, Luke! Just a couple more days and-"

"Look at what happened with Rebecca! We can't let that happen to Sarah, or Clementine, or AJ!" Luke interrupted, and Kenny rolled his eyes. "We need to go back to the cabin! There's still food and supplies, and running water!"

"We're weeks away from that place! We need somewhere safe!" Kenny growled. "We're going to Wellington."

"Will you please just STOP barking orders!? Look what happened last time, Rebecca died! If she was someplace warm, she might have lived!" Luke shouted.

"Don't blame me just because you couldn't protect her." Kenny said coldly. Bonnie glared at him.

"Don't you dare blame Luke! It was nobody's fault, it just...happened." Bonnie said quietly and sadly, and Sarah had to choke back her sobs.

She looked at Kenny and Luke. She wanted to go to Wellington, and be safe, but the cabin would bring back good memories, but also bad ones. But they would be safe there, a lot less walkers for sure. But Wellington was tough...what should she do?

[Side With Kenny]

[Side With Luke]

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Man, this chapter was VERY descriptive, lol. So, it's time to decide. This choice will be one of the more important ones, other than the Mike/Luke and Kenny/Luke decision. I just realised nearly all of the choices have something to do with Luke, including this one. O-O Anyway, vote and review the chapter, and remember, if you would like to help me write my new story I would very much appreciate it.

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Results Of The Voting!

Go With Kenny: 12 Votes.

Go With Luke: 5 Votes.