I'm just gonna say now- I'm really sorry for this chapter.

After a few minutes, members of the group began to re-enter the house, sitting down with expressions ranging between frustration and neutrality. Clementine, Travis and Kenny remained outside, so I presumed they were talking together.

Mike immediately went with Bonnie to Arvo, but their voices were low so I couldn't decipher what they were talking about. I decided I didn't really care, and moved my attention from them to Sarah. She was frowning, staring with a lost gaze into the warm flames of the fire. I felt so sorry for her.

"How's that leg holdin' up?" Bonnie wondered as she sat down beside me on the floor.

I shrugged. "It hurts but it's nothing I can't handle."

"Are you all warmed up?"

"Yeah," I smiled. "God, that water was so cold you wouldn't believe."

"I can imagine," she laughed.

Everyone was silent.

"We should all get some sleep," Bonnie suggested. "We'll have a big day ahead of us all tomorrow."

Her expression had turned less soft and more harsh, like something troubled her. She placed a hand on my shoulder and smiled awkwardly, in a way I would deem guilty looking had she any reason to be so. I trusted Bonnie, though. She checked up on my injuries and had helped us a lot, and I knew she always tried to protect Clementine.

"It's been a hell of a day," Luke sighed, laying down on the floor and shutting his eyes. "See y'all in the morning."

Everyone followed his actions and settled down to rest, though I sat awake waiting for the others to return.

Kenny walked in first, cast me a warm smile and then sat leaning against a wall. His eyes dropped heavily after a minute or so, and then he was snoring lightly.

Travis returned with Clementine a short while after, both seeming sad.

I gave them a concerned look and both sat either side of me.

"What's up?" I asked.

"There were disputes about where we should be goin'," Travis explained. "But I think we should stick to the plan. We should go to Wellington."

"I agree."

"Christa might be there," Clementine mumbled as she shut her eyes. "I hope she is."

I brushed a strand of hair from Clementine's young face and rested my hand on her shoulder.

"Goodnight, Clem."

"G'night," she responded, before falling fast asleep.

I turned to face Travis.

"You saved me today," I told him.

"I suppose I did," he smiled.

I planted a kiss on his cheek and leaned into his arms, so he placed them around me comfortably.

"Do you think we'll actually make it to Wellington?"

He nodded. "Of course we can. We've got that truck working now. I don't even think we'll be travelling much farther."

"Good," I shut my eyes, "because I just want to be somewhere safe now. I don't want to walk for months just trying to survive. I want to live again, feel relaxed. I want to read a book and get lost in it's tales, and not have to worry about whether there's food to eat at the end of the day or if walkers will attack when I'm sleeping."

"I just want to be with you," Travis replied. "Knowing you're safe, knowing Clem is safe. I want this all to be over, and we will come out of it alive and well."

"Maybe we will."

"Yeah," Travis mumbled in a sleepy state. "We will."

"Goodnight," I whispered.

"N'night..."

The sound of tapping woke me up. I lay in the darkness, listening to the repeating noise before I decided I simply could not sleep without stopping it.

I moved from where I sat, shuffling in my best attempt of silence.

"What are you doing?"

Travis' eyes reflected the window's light in the pitch black.

"The tapping," I said, "I can't sleep."

"Damn, that is annoying. I guess I'll have to investigate."

Beside me, Clem grumbled. "I can go."

"No, no, I wanna go," I grabbed Travis' hand before he could walk away. "My leg needs to move anyway."

"Well okay."

"Try get back to sleep, Clem," I told the sleepy girl.

Travis helped me to my feet and we made our way over to the back door, me limping along but feeling like my foot was beginning to cope with my weight.

When the door was opened, a cold gust of wind made me shiver, reminding me of the harsh bite of the freezing water.

"I can go alone," Travis suggested, noticing my shiver.

"No, no, help me down."

Rolling his eyes, Travis held on to one of my arms and guided me down the steps, where we turned back to look at the source of the tapping. A piece of rope swung when the wind blew, making it bounce off the glass.

"Well how are we meant to stop that?" I sighed.

"I guess we could-"

The sound of an engine trying to start diverted our attention to the truck. And then I noticed the shadowed figures trying to start the vehicle.

Putting an arm out in front of me protectively, Travis began to walk forward towards where the people stood whispering. I was right behind him, noticing the knife that stuck from his pocket, though that wouldn't be quick enough if the robbers had a gun. But we weren't thinking straight, and we continued to approach in silence.

I squinted to see who the people were, and when Travis spoke out to ask who they were, my heart sank and my stomach flipped.

Arvo turned, pointing a gun to us, with Mike stood beside him.

Travis took the knife from his pocket.

"Easy," Mike tried to calm. "Easy now."

"Mike?" I asked, my voice shaking. "What's... What are you doing?"

"Shit," he cursed.

"I got the rest of it."

I turned my head to the new voice, seeing Bonnie approach with a bag in hand.

"Marceline... Travis..."

"We're just leaving," Mike told us.

"And stealing our food? Our car?" I snapped, eyes welling with tears at the sting of betrayal. "We've worked like fucking crazy to get here. We've lost enough, been through enough... Why are you doing this?"

"Now keep it down, alright?" Mike whispered. "Nobody else has to get involved."

"The baby... He needs that food," I stated.

"We just need to get away from that guy," Mike continued.

"Kenny is protecting us," I snarled. "He's been through more than you will ever know. He's not a bad person."

"You're being selfish," Travis argued at them. "Looking after yourselves, ignoring the fact we have kids and a baby with us. We need those supplies more than you, and we're the ones who got that car to work. If you three wanna leave, you go alone."

"We don't have time for this," Mike said, dropping his bag to the floor and then starting to approach slowly as Travis held out the knife.

"Take a step closer, I fucking swear this knife will not be held back," Travis growled.

"Just give me the knife, Travis," Mike tried.

I stared at Bonnie.

"I'm sorry, Marceline," she apologised.

"You knew yesterday you were going to leave," I frowned. "How long have you been planning this? Is that why you helped with my leg? A guilty mind?"

"It wasn't like that," Bonnie rushed.

"I don't want to hear it!" I shouted.

"No, no! Please be quiet, it's-"

The sound of gunfire startled us all, making Travis stumble back into me as if pushing me out of the way, and I screamed in shock.

I frantically looked to Arvo, following the direction of the gun he held... which was aimed at us.

"M..Marcey..." Travis stuttered.

And then I realised.

He fell to the floor, breathing rapidly but struggling.

I cried out, screaming loudly for help. I don't know who's name I called, but I just wanted anyone. Anyone who could stop the bleeding that seeped through Travis' shirt on his chest.

I fell beside him, my hands holding his face as he stared at me with wide, terrified eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Marceline, I didn't mean for this to happen!" Bonnie panicked.

"Help me!" I shouted, ignoring the woman. "Get away! Kenny!"

I clutched Travis' face. "You're okay, you're going to be okay, I've got you."

"Marcey..." He struggled.

I moved my hands to his chest, applying pressure to the gunshot through trembling fingers.

"I...I love you," he told me.

"Don't speak like that," I sobbed. "You're not leaving me. I love you."

His eyes were beginning to close and I screamed again for help. I wasn't sure if anyone was even around me. My eyes were so blurred all I could see was him.

I kissed his face, hoping it would somehow ease his pain, stop this from being real.

"I love you," I whispered.

And then I saw the life fade from his eyes.