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The hardware store, Howe's, came into my sight once we reached the town and my heart started to race. I could see the fences that secured it even in the darkness of the evening sky, comforting me that it would be safe. That Clem would be safe. We climbed out of the car that Tavia was driving and walked towards the door that was closed and protected with shutters.

Out of nerves, my hand flew to Travis' and he smiled at my act in order to reassure me that we would be ok. Tavia knocked on the shutters and a voice on the other side spoke gruffly.

"Who's there?"

"Tavia," the woman replied. "With two new people."

There was a brief silence before the shutter was lifted and we were faced against a man with a gun strapped across his chest and pointing at us.

"State your names," he ordered.

This wasn't the community I'd anticipated.

"Travis," my friend introduced.

"And the girl?"

I narrowed my eyes at his attitude. "Marceline."

"I'll take 'em from ya now, Tavia," he said, preparing to walk around us to escort us to our new destination.

"No that's okay, Troy," Tavia refused. "You stay watching the door."

"Okay."

As Tavia guided us away from Troy, I turned my head back to see him watching us from a distance with critical eyes.

The hardware store had a cold feeling to it that made me feel less comfortable than I'd hoped. Tavia said this was a community, but I felt like I was going into a prison with the guns and the lack of life. While the walls and floor looked old and dirty, my eyes immediately caught sight of something wonderful.

"Look at all this food," I whispered to Travis, who looked as equally in awe as I was.

"We collected it for a long time," Tavia explained with a small smile having heard my comment. "Any newcomers gave their food too. We share here, everyone who earns their keep will get to have it."

As we passed through red doors, there were suddenly more people all roaming around doing their own tasks. We received a few curious glances, even a couple of glares from the people that stood on top of the cabinets like guards.

From one corner of my eye, I saw a window built into a wall that overlooked the entire store. There was a figure there, and when I focused my vision I identified it as a man.

"That's Bill Carver," Tavia informed. "He runs the place, makes sure we're all playing our part in the work that needs to be done. We've been trying to get electricity up and running again, which will be so good to have back."

"I miss that," I sighed.

"Bill is talking to someone at the minute," Tavia continued to speak as we headed towards another shutter. "But he said he'll talk with you tomorrow. Right now, I hope you understand that we have to take precautions here."

"Yeah," I replied, rather confused at what she was getting to.

When we reached the shutter, there stood a ginger haired woman with a strong accent spoke. "You guys are new?"

I nodded my head.

"Well it's nice to meet y'all."

"You too," Travis said.

The woman lifted the shutter and I noticed that there was a large group of people sat around a fire outside having a discussion of their own. My eyes darted over them, trying to see Clem.

"She's not here," I suddenly panicked.

"What the fuck is goin' on here, where's the girl?" Travis demanded to Tavia.

The response was the end of a gun pressed against his torso.

"Like I say," Tavia snapped. "We take precautions. You'll be outside tonight. The girl will be here soon."

"Who said we planned on staying?" I asked. "We came to get Clementine and go."

"Carver will speak with you tomorrow," she continued, not lowering the gun.

I felt another gun presence behind me from the ginger haired woman as we were forced outside into the cold.

The people in the group turned to face us now, though I couldn't see properly in the dull glow of the fire. I looked up to Travis in shock at how easily we'd fallen for the trap. God knew what kind of horrors we'd be in for with this anonymous group.

I felt Travis put an arm around my shoulders to keep me close while I was slightly overwhelmed with panic. I'd become better at controlling that, but in the moment I was nothing but frightened.

When one person in the group stood up and slowly walked towards us, Travis shot out to them angrily. "Don't you come any closer- we don't need any trouble here."

The person stopped in their tracks. "Travis? And hell, is that you, Marcey?"

My mouth dropped, my heart stopped and I felt Travis' arm fall.

"K...Kenny?" I mumbled. The name felt strange to say again, especially saying it to the man himself.

He stepped forward again and I broke out into a run, his face becoming more visible closer to the flames before becoming blurred again from my tears.

I flung my arms around the man and his held me close too while I cried in happiness.

"I thought you were dead," I sobbed. "I... How..."

"It don't matter now," Kenny replied softly, gently patting my back in comfort. "Fuckin' hell. You look different."

I stepped back and smiled at Kenny, who also looked like he had aged significantly. He still had wore a hat though.

"Nice beard," Travis commented as he stepped to my side.

Kenny laughed. "It's good to see you kids again. I thought I never would."

"Me neither," I agreed as I wiped the tears from my eyes.

"Wow," Kenny smiled, his head shaking slowly in disbelief. "Just, wow. I can't believe this. Come sit by the fire, meet everyone."

"Okay," I grinned.

Travis and I went to the fire where there were small chairs set out in a circle. There was only one spare seat in the group until one man stood and moved aside, gesturing for me to sit beside Kenny.

"Guys, this is Marceline and Travis," Kenny introduced to the group, receiving a mix of greetings in response.

"This is Sarita," Kenny smiled as he looked to the woman sitting on his other side.

"It's nice to meet you," Sarita greeted. "Kenny has talked about the two of you before."

"I'm Nick," a young man wearing a cap said.

"Rebecca." That was a curly haired woman beside him. I noticed she was pregnant and for a second I was stung with the memory of Christa.

"My name's Sarah," a young girl sitting on the floor near Travis spoke. I thought about what Tavia had said about there being two young girls at the community.

"Clementine," I suddenly gasped, my head turning back to Kenny. "Is she here?"

Kenny smiled just as the shutter opened. My eyes shot to it, where I saw the familiar girl. I was out of my seat in a second, my legs carrying me over to her. Her expression was cold, but as she registered who I was then it changed to something of complete relief and she ran forward until we were embraced in a hug.

"Clem I'm so sorry," I apologised. "We tried to find you... I should never have let you go off all alone."

"I thought I wouldn't find you again," Clementine whispered.

I tightened my arms around her. "It's okay now."

We let go of each other and I had to compose myself. I'd been reunited with two people that I had lost hope of finding, and I didn't think that anything could make me sad again.

We rejoined the circle of people, Clem standing by Travis and I.

Kenny let out a small chuckle. "If we weren't stuck out here in the cold, I'd be convinced this was a dream."

"Yeah," I giggled. "How long have you been here?"

"Got here just last night. Not willingly, of course."

"They tricked you?" I enquired.

"Tricked us?" Rebecca responded with a blunt laugh. "They forced us."

I raised an eyebrow, wondering why they would be forced here.

"Are we missin' something?" Travis questioned.

"Carver... he made us come here," Clementine elaborated. "When I lost you, I found a cabin and they let me stay. That was Rebecca and her group... but Carver was trying to get them so we had to leave, going north. I hoped you would go there too so we could find each other again."

"It's a long story why we didn't," I sighed. "And one I'd rather not tell."

Clementine nodded in understanding. "We reached a ski lodge and that's where Kenny and Sarita were, but Carver found us and brought us back here."

I frowned, realising that this 'community' really was just a prison.

"Okay, so how do we get out?" Travis quizzed.

Kenny smiled at the question. "Well here's the plan..."

Well I hope you guys liked this chapter! Writing Marceline and Travis back into the game plot and especially reuniting them with Kenny and Clem was something I couldn't wait to do and I hope I've done it well enough.

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