A/N - Thanks for the reviews, I really appreciate it and I will take everyone's ideas into consideration.

Chapter 4 - Leaving

Bonnie's POV

"Are you sure you want to come with me?"

Clementine bit her lip, her hazel eyes growing misty. "I.. Yes, I'm sure. I-I want to say goodbye to him."

I looked away, muttering gently, "I.. I doubt that's a good idea Clem,"

She sighed, nodding her head. "I know, but I can't believe it's come to this.. I wish we could all just agree on things and get along." I sat down beside her, rubbing my hands together to warm them by the fire.

"Me too. But not everything is that simple." I replied as I gazed into the flames, my hand absent-mindedly running through my slightly knotted auburn hair. I couldn't believe that she had chosen to leave with me, along with the baby.

"Thank you.." I whispered genuinely, and Clementine smiled back at me, but it drooped back into a frown moments later. She let out a shaky sigh, her hands clasped together as she peered up at me.

"It's okay," She muttered back, and looked back out at the slowly rising sun. I felt a light pat on my shoulder, and turned to see Jane with her other hand stretched out, my backpack in her grasp. I took it, thanking her as I slipped it onto my back. Clem silently stood up, picking up her pistol and loading it.

The other woman informed me, "I've packed you enough food, medicine and ammo to last you for about a week. Hopefully you'll find somewhere with supplies before they run out." I nodded my head, and she continued, "You guys ready?"

My gaze turned back to Clementine, who nodded slowly, her face emotionless. I squeezed her arm gently, trying to reassure her, but she flinched and edged away, a look of guilt all over her face as she knew she was betraying the person who had been through so much with her.

I mumbled an answer, "I guess we'll have to be." Shivering as I wandered away from the fire to the other side of the room, I took hold of my pistol which was placed on the bench. I loaded it, and tucked the weapon into the waistband of my jeans. My gaze then landed on AJ, who was being lifted out of the crib at arm's length by Jane.

She passed the sleeping baby to me rapidly, and I positioned him in my arms, groaning quietly as the pressure of AJ leaning against my chest caused my ribs to throb painfully.

"How much baby formula is left?" I asked Jane, who grabbed up the last of the baby bottles.

"Roughly a days worth."

She unzipped my backpack from behind my back, and stuffed the almost empty bottles inside, zipping it back up as quiet as she could. Jane headed towards the door, shrugging her own backpack full of supplies over her shoulder. We had left plenty of supplies for Kenny, so he would have enough to live on for a few weeks. I watched as Clementine followed after the older woman, noticing at how the girl winced at every step she made, her free hand clutching her shoulder.

My stomach twisted in knots, and I spoke up with concern, "Are you alright?" Stupid question for me to ask. Clementine nodded her head, her face saddened as she was still deep in thought. She didn't reply, and I understood completely.

I felt a soft tug on my hair, peering down at the small child in my arms, I saw that his brown eyes were wide in awe. His tiny hand had hold of a lock of my hair, twisting it around his little finger, a frown on his innocent face. I couldn't stop a smile from tugging at the corners of my lips, and I chuckled quietly as he gurgled.

"Shh." I murmured, the baby now silent as he continued to wrap my auburn hair around his fingers. He seemed to like me, or at least my hair. But I knew that he was a lot better with Clementine, and it made me proud. She would be a great big sister to AJ.

I looked back up, realising that the other two had already headed outside. My eyes glanced down, making sure I still had my pistol on me. Once satisfied, I tiptoed out of the door, gritting my teeth as it creaked shut behind me. I spotted Clem and Jane trudging through the thick snow over to the edge of the trees, and started to follow after them when a loud wail came from the bundle in my arms.

Me, Clementine and Jane all froze, our eyes immediately on AJ, who was whimpering and wailing noisily. I cursed under my breath, knowing that the cold must have set him off. I heard Jane hiss over from where she was standing, "You need to get him to calm down, now!" Rocking him in my arms, I hurriedly tried to get him to quiet down. AJ resisted, crying out forlornly as the cold air began to make us all shiver. We all were terrified that Kenny might have heard.

"I-It's okay little guy, shhh." I muttered softly, but he still wouldn't calm down. Clementine pocketed her gun, walking over to the two of us. She reached out for the boy, and I passed him over to her. I let out a few coughs as I doubled over, the pain from my battered body causing me to feel light-headed. I straightened up, steadying myself. Clem was cradling him in her arms, cooing quietly. The baby was silent moments later. I raised an impressed eyebrow, and Clem wagged her tongue at me, before her expression saddened once again.

The sounds of groaning nearby caused me to spin on my heel, and I watched as Jane raised her screwdriver in front of her, taking out a few of the walkers that had been attracted by the sound of AJ's cries. I turned my attention back to Clem, "I'll take him, go over and help Jane. I'll be right behind you." I breathed out, and she nodded her head swiftly, passing AJ back to me.

Before I could even follow after them, A heavily accented voice boomed from behind me, "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" I gulped as my body froze in fear. My face paled as I turned to face Kenny, who was storming over to us, fists clenched tightly. I attempted to sprint away from him, towards the trees where Clementine and Jane were waiting, also stunned into silence.

My heart hammered against my chest as I was forced to stop, the unbearable throbbing from my head and ribs slowing me down. I could hear Kenny's furious breathing from close behind, and I clutched the baby tightly with one hand, my other hand grabbing my pistol from the waistband of my jeans. I turned back to face him, my hand trembling as I raised the gun out in front of me. I was not going to shoot, but I wasn't going to let what happened last night happen again.

The older man directly in front was glaring daggers at me, his face darkening as he came to a hault, my gun aimed at his chest. I watched as his eyes flickered over to the others, and my heart sank as his shoulders sagged, gazing helplessly at Clementine who was staring back at him with wide eyes.

His voice was shaking, "C-Clem?" The man who was recently furious now looked as though he had given up on everything. His legs were shaking, as if his knees would give-way at any moment. My breathing hitched as Kenny added with emotion, "You're with them too?"

Clementine's reply was practically a whimper, "I.. I'm sorry Kenny.. you're"

"I'm what?" Kenny growled at her, his anger returning as he clenched his fists tighter together. "Crazy? Gee, thanks Clem." He continued to say, his voice full of sarcasm. His face was etched with disbelief, "The three of you are just going to run off and leave me here alone to die?! I expected it from this piece of shit." He glared at me darkly. "And you, Jane. I always knew you were going to pull something like this." He ran his rough hands through his messy hair, "B-but you too?" His eyes were back on Clementine.

The young girl cleared her throat, tears threatening to roll down her cheeks. "I- I have to, Kenny. Please.. I need you to understand-"

Kenny yelled out in frustration, "But you've known me since the start! You know I always cared for you Clem, I'd never ever hurt you! You know that!"

"I know, I don't want to do this.. But you're dangerous.." Clementine trailed off, her soft sobs stopping her from carrying on. The southerner shook his head in dismay, his gaze lowering and his eye locked onto the small child in my arms who was sleeping peacefully. His eyes widened in realisation.

"No fucking way." He hissed, shaking his head firmly, "You're not taking AJ." My body shook with sudden fear as his face contorted in anger, and I held the boy closer to my chest.

A pang of guilt flared in my heart as I answered with a stutter, "I can't let you take him.. He needs-"

Kenny burst out, "Like hell you know what he needs! What he needs is to be raised by someone who doesn't fuck up all the time, someone who doesn't betray their supposed 'friends'!" He edged nearer to me, and the fear I was feeling increased as I tightened the grip on my weapon, that was still raised out in front of me.

He growled lowly, "Hand. Him. Over." Although he knew that my pistol was raised at him, he continued to lean towards me, raising his clenched fists.

Jane's voice echoed from behind me, "Back off, Kenny! This doesn't have to be any more difficult than it's already been!"

Kenny's eye narrowed as he snarled, "Shut the fuck up, Jane! I'm done with whatever you have to say!" My eyes focused on the man towering over me, and I couldn't stop myself from cowering beneath him. He was certainly not going to back down. The man attempted to reach for AJ, and I jumped back slightly, regretfully aiming the gun straight at his forehead.

I heard a small horrified gasp from behind me, Clementine pleading, "Bonnie, don't shoot! Just put the gun down.." I obliged almost immediately, lowering the gun to my side. I turned away from Kenny for a split second, wanting to reassure the young girl.

"It's okay Clem, I won't hurt him-" I was cut off by the force of Kenny's fist connecting with my jaw. I groaned out as I staggered backwards in surprise, my gun dropping from my grasp. I clutched hold of little Alvin, as Kenny lunged towards me, once again attempting to get ahold of the boy in my arms.

"Give me the boy!" The southerner spat in rage, and I merely dodged his advances.

The brunette woman a few feet behind me ran over, her hands grabbing hold of Kenny's shoulders from behind, using all of her strength to restrain him once again from me. Jane yelled out, "Get into the truck, now!" I nodded towards her, and hurriedly span around, picking my pistol up which had been half buried by the snow, pocketing it.

"Clem, run!" I shouted over to her, and began limping over to the vehicle as quickly as I could manage, the pain in my side increasing ever-so-slightly.

Clementine rushed after me, but she didn't notice the large twig which was laying just ahead of her, and she tripped over it, landing on her side in the damp snow. She screamed out in pain as her wounded shoulder made contact with the ground.

"Clementine!" I exclaimed in shock and concern, ignoring the agonising pain from my body as I ran back to her, kneeling down beside her. Her eyes were closed, and I realised that she must have been knocked unconscious. Her bullet wound had re-opened, blood soaked through her bandage, beginning to drip onto the snow around her.

I looked up, watching as Jane pulled out her combat knife, holding it out in front of her menacingly as she scowled, "Don't you even think about it, asshole!" Kenny was storming towards her, fury clearly evident on his face.

"Y'all ruined everything!" Kenny cried out, swinging his fist at Jane's face, but she expertly ducked in time and elbowed him hard in the ribs, causing him to grunt in discomfort.

"Stay back!" Jane warned, her knife still raised at her side. Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't we leave before it got to this? Somebody was going to die if I didn't stop them.

"Please Jane.. nobody has to die!" I protested, but she wouldn't back down, barely registering what I had said. I turned my attention back to Clementine, putting pressure on her wound. "Jane.. come on!"

This time Jane glanced over at us, her eyes widening as she peered down at Clementine who was sprawled across the freezing ground. She was still focused on keeping Kenny away from the rest of us, but I could see she was thinking of something.

She commanded, "Get the baby into the truck, and then Clementine! I'll make sure he doesn't stop you!" Kenny lunged towards Jane, this time she wasn't fast enough, as she was knocked off her feet.

I winced as Kenny began to punch her continuously, but got to my feet, sprinting over to the vehicle and slamming the passenger seat door open, laying the baby down on the unoccupied seat. I hurried back over to the eleven year old, picking her up bridal style as her arms flopped against her sides. I made it back over to the vehicle in no time, this time opening the rear door, and laying her carefully across the back seat of the truck.

Straightening up with a pained groan, I reached for my gun, aiming it over at Kenny who had his hands on Jane's neck, choking her as he screamed out obscenities. I had to do something, fast, or he was going to kill her.

"Kenny, get off of her!" I yelled as I staggered over, my finger resting against the trigger. His eye flickered over to me, and his cold glare caused me to shiver as I steadied my hand on my weapon. "Let her go!" I added, hearing the struggling gasps for air coming from the woman beneath him.

"You.. fuckers.." Kenny snapped, but reluctantly loosened his grip on the other woman's throat, and Jane began to cough and splutter as her face started to regain colour. Kenny lifted his body off of her, Jane getting to her feet a few moments after. Her eyes narrowed as her weak voice spoke up in the tense silence.

"G-Get outta here." She rasped, referring to me. I watched as she slipped her combat knife back into it's sheath. Meanwhile, Kenny fell to his knees, not even acknowledging us anymore. "Take the Clem and the kid somewhere safe."

I replied with a hint of worry, "What 'bout you?" My eyes shifted between the other two adults.

Jane muttered as her teeth chattered from the cold. "I'm going to head out on my own way." I nodded in understanding, and gave the two of them a last sorrowful look, before turning and heading back over to the vehicle.

I felt guilt gnaw at my insides as I forced myself to look back, my eyes saddening as I watched as Kenny bowed his head in anguish.

"I'm so sorry, Kenny.."

He silently tilted his head at me, his breathing still ragged but his anger had deflated considerably. "Just.. j-just fucking go."

I tried to keep my voice steady, as I promised him, "I will take good care of them both, I swear it."

He didn't answer, getting to his feet and turning his back on us, trailing back over to the partially built house and disappearing inside, slamming the door shut behind him. I stared after him for a few moments, hating myself for doing this to him. It was all my fault. I shook my head out of my thoughts, hearing the familiar moans of walkers approaching.

I swiftly approached the truck, and spotted Jane about to head off into the woods surrounding the place. She caught my glance, and smiled slightly. I whispered loud enough for her to hear, "Take care of yourself Jane. Thank you for everything." My voice was sincere and I didn't want to see her go.

"It's no problem and same goes for you and the other two." She replied with a curt nod, and started to venture off into the woods, calling back, "Tell Clem I said goodbye, I'm sure she's going to be okay. She's a tough one, that's for sure."

I smiled weakly, "Of course." With one last nod, Jane turned and vanished into the dark woods. The sounds of the walkers were getting a lot louder, and I took that as my cue to get back into the truck. Clambering into the driver's side, I closed the door quietly behind me. I took off my backpack, dropping it down on the passenger side foot area. Fastening my seatbelt, I looked over my shoulder to check on Clementine.

She was still unconscious, but the blood seeping from her opened wound seemed to have stopped, thankfully. Her body had turned a slight tinge of blue, and I started the car up, trying to heat the inside of the vehicle up to try to warm her the best I could.

"You'll be okay.." I whispered to her almost unmoving form, I could faintly make out her chest rising and falling every few seconds. "I'll make sure of it." I was startled by wailing coming from the chair beside me.

I lifted AJ back into my arms, rocking him but his wails wouldn't falter. He must be starving, since he hadn't had any formula in hours. I leaned over the passenger seat, using my free hand to unzip my backpack and grab hold of one of the bottles of baby formula.

I adjusted the baby in my arms, and held the bottle to his lips, gently pressing it against his soft tiny lips. He stopped wailing as his lips latched around the bottle, eagerly sucking the liquid into his mouth as his eyes closed in content. This little kid could never fail to make me smile. He carried on drinking for a few minutes, only leaving about a drop of formula left in the bottle after I carefully pried it from his lips. He whined and waved his little hands in the air, and I chuckled before placing the bottle back into my backpack and zipping it up.

Wiping at the liquid which was dripping down from his mouth, I watched as his eyelids began to droop as he drifted back off to sleep. I carefully settled him back on the chair beside me. The truck had warmed up reasonably, and I turned back to Clem, noting that her skin was not as pale as before, the blue tinge had faded which caused me to let out a sigh of relief.

My mind clouded with many different thoughts. The most vivid however, was Luke. I could feel a tear meander down my cheek, but ignored it. Oh god, Luke. I had liked him, more than I let on. But of course though, people always ended up losing the ones they loved the most. Just like Leland.. I knuckled my forehead, hissing as the deep wound on my head began to sting. It had started to bleed again, and I really needed to have it stitched up soon.

I glanced back at the house through the car side mirror, gulping as I tried to block out the image of Kenny. Of how defeated he had looked. I shuddered, starting to drive off, deciding to head back south.

Perhaps I could try to find a way around the icy river, and get back down to Howes. There would be a large amount of food, if nobody was still around that is, and plenty of baby formula for AJ. I had to find out, it would be better than going further up north, who knows how long it would be before the three of us froze to death.

I continued to drive slowly through the snow, a determined expression on my face. I would do my best to keep them both safe, no matter what.

A/N - I actually prefer Kenny to Jane, but this fic certainly doesn't make that seem obvious. I'm sorry if you hate me for making them do this to Kenny! ;-; But I didn't want to kill them off, there's been enough character death for my liking!