The following day we set off in the truck. Kenny had to help Travis into the vehicle since he was still bandaged up and most movement put pressure on the wound. Clementine sat in the front seat besides Kenny, while I sat in the back with Travis and AJ.

Mostly all of us slept for the journey while Kenny drove us in silence. It was peaceful and I felt safe to be surrounded by the people I loved on a quiet road trip. I almost forgot what was happening to the world.

After a few hours, Kenny sighed heavily.

"What's up?" I asked him, being the only one who was awake.

"We're runnin' low on diesel," he informed me. "But I see cars up ahead where we'll have to stop anyway. We can do a search for any supplies while we're there."

"Is that really safe? I mean, I'm limping and Travis is lucky to be alive."

"I can go alone," he responded before slowing the car to a halt in front of the other cars. "I'll be five minutes at the most. If something happens, go to the rest stop and I'll meet y'all there."

"Okay."

Clementine and Travis woke up then as Kenny climbed out of the vehicle to go check around for anything we could take.

We waited for a few minutes before AJ began to cry.

"Shhh," I whispered, holding him in my arms. "It's okay, Kenny will be back soon."

"He's not stopping," Travis said with a worried tone. "It's gonna draw walkers."

"Shhh, shh," I repeated, feeling my heart racing because I knew he was right.

"Let me try," Clem reached out and I passed her the baby. She cradled him in her arms and he suddenly stopped crying.

"Wow," I smiled. "Big sister, Clem."

"Good job," Travis told her. "Hey, is that Kenny?"

I followed his line of sight to where a shadowed figure was approaching our car, but it was slow and dragging its feet like it was injured.

I got out of the car and sheltered my eyes from the snow storm, squinting to see if Kenny was hurt.

"Kenny?" I called, my voice feeling lost to the sound of the wind. "What happened?"

As it got closer, my heart sank. That wasn't Kenny.

"Get out the car, go!" I panicked.

Clementine scrambled out of the other door with AJ in her arms while I struggled to try and get Travis out.

"Go, Clem, we'll meet you at the building!"

The girl nodded and ran away with the baby.

"Go, Marcey, you're going to get yourself killed!"

"I'm not going to leave you," I rushed as I dragged Travis out.

He could walk fine but could barely move his arm on the side he'd been shot, and I was limping. We were a disaster, practically slower than the walker that was catching up to us.

The walker was almost upon us and we had no weapons, so I could only come up with one idea which was dangerous and stupid, but we were out of options.

I stopped walking and waited for the walker to near me, and then grabbed it as it reached out for me. I shoved the walker to the floor so it hit the snowy ground with a thump, then turned around to get back to Travis, who was staring at me like I was crazy.

"It's the best I could come up with!"

We powered through the storm, arms wrapped around each other as best we could in support.

"I can't see where we're going," I shouted.

"Me neither," he responded. "Just keep going forward."

The cold wind stung my face as it hit us from the side, but we kept going to reach the rest stop where we knew Kenny and Clem would be. I worried about whether they would also see it in the storm, but I had to hold on to the hope that they did.

"There is it," Travis pointed out.

The silhouette of the building appeared in our view as we walked closer, battling the wind and our injuries. We were weak, there was no denying that, and trying to get there was a struggle against the weather, but we could do it.

I held the door open for Travis and we both managed to get inside, sheltered from the snow.

"I thought you didn't make it," Clem spoke suddenly. I was so focused on checking that Travis was okay, I had completely failed to notice her and Kenny stood at the other side of the room.

"We're all here," I smiled. "And you managed to keep AJ quiet too?"

She nodded with a small grin and looked at the baby in her arms.

"What do we do now?" Travis asked.

"Get back on the road to Wellington... by foot."

"Great," I sighed.

"Use this," Kenny said, grabbing a broom that was leaning against a wall. "This brush can be like a walking aid and a weapon."

"Interesting weapon," I remarked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well it's the best we've got," he chuckled.

I took the broom and leaned on it as the walking stick. It wasn't very steady but it would do.

"Okay then, let's check this place for anything useful and get the hell outta here. We've got one big journey ahead of us."

After nine days of walking and struggling, we finally reached Wellington.

"It's just a little further," Clem called back to us from ahead. "We're almost there."

"I sure hope that's a cook fire. We could use a hot meal right about now. Maybe that's all I need. Come on, I'll race you both to the top!" Kenny laughed.

"I ain't running on this leg," I complained. "Give me AJ, you race."

The man chuckled and passed me the baby, and then after a countdown the pair raced up the hill while Travis and I limped after them.

They stopped at the top and waited for us to catch up. We slowly walked up to the top of the hill, relying on each other for support as we went. I had a feeling my leg would never heal properly after all the pressure I'd put on it, and I worried that Travis was in even worse condition.

As time was going on, he began to look less healthy and got tired easily. He hadn't really had a chance to recover from the gun shot despite it almost killing him, as we'd been back walking the very next day. I thought he was getting ill, possibly with an infection since the wound was not cleaned as much as it should have been.

"Holy shit," Kenny spoke when we caught up. "We did it."

"It's about time," Clem commented.

We all laughed in happiness. We'd finally all get to be together somewhere without threat.

"We'll finally feel safe, be able to sleep at night..."

We were halted in our tracks when a bullet bounced from the floor beside us.

"That's far enough," spoke a voice from a speaker.

"Put your hands up," I told the others.

"Drop your weapons."

Clem threw her gun to the floor.

"Approach the gate."

We walked forward slowly, noticing a woman come into view.

"Hi, I'm Edith," she greeted.

"Name's Kenny," the man informed, "and this here's Clementine, Travis, and Marceline."

"Hello," she smiled, then looked at the baby. "Aw, what a handsome boy! Look at him."

"This is Alvin Junior," I told her.

"Aw, he's going to be a little heart breaker when he grows up."

I smiled at her polite talk, and the idea of AJ getting to grow up in a world like ours. Maybe Wellington was even better than we had thought.

"So... What do we do to get in?" Kenny wondered.

"Well... I'm afraid this is the part where I give you the bad news."

Edith dropped a bag down from the ledge.

"What's that?"

"Food, water, medicine, a first aid kit..."

"Why would we need that?" I asked, knowing what the answer was going to be.

"Unfortunately our community isn't accepting new members. We're over capacity as it is and there's just not enough to go around if we keep bringing people in... Things might change in a few months..."

"Are you serious?"

"I'm sorry, I really am."

"So we're supposed to just take this and go?" Kenny questioned.

"But we have a baby!" Clem tried.

"This is hard for me too," Edith replied, "I don't want to turn anyone away, especially children, but-"

"Just take the kids!"

"What?" Clem gasped.

"Please, just take the kids. It's too dangerous out here for them."

"Kenny-"

"Two people, you can make room for that. You can take back the supplies you gave us if that helps, please I just need them to be safe and it's safe in there, I know that. Just ask someone, please? They won't make it out here."

Edith vanished to ask someone, and I turned to Kenny with a sad look. It would just be the three of us and I would never see Clementine again. The thought of that killed me inside. I had to protect her, and I couldn't do that if she was within Wellington's walls and I was outside.

"We're not staying here without you guys," Clem told us.

"Yes you are," Kenny responded.

"You... you'll be safe in there, Clem," I said, tears filling my eyes.

Edith returned a few seconds later with an update.

"We can take the children, but... just the children. I'm afraid that's just the baby and Clementine."

"Thank you, thank you!"

I felt the tears drip down my face. I wanted them to be safe more than anything, but I didn't want to leave them.

"Stay safe in there, Clementine," Travis instructed the young girl, hugging her as best he could. His voice cracked as he spoke.

"No, we're leaving! All of us. Together," Clem decided through sobs.

"You need to go," I cried. "I don't want us to be separated but it needs to be this way."

"No!" She repeated, shaking her head and crossing her arms. "We stay together."

We all fell silent as the girl was not changing her mind. She was determined that we weren't going to separate... We were still a group.

There was a thump as another bag of supplies hit the ground beside us.

"I'm only supposed to give out one per group... but if you're in the area, check back in a few months. We might be accepting people then."

"Thank you," I grinned. "Thank you, Edith."

She smiled back and Kenny picked up the two bags.

He looked at Clem and shook his head. "You're as stubborn as a damn mule."

"Yeah, wonder where I got that from," she returned.

I passed the baby back to Clementine while I wrapped an arm around Travis and he did the same to me, and then our small group walked away from Wellington and headed into the woods.

We may have lost our loved ones along the way, but we were all together. We all lost our family, but we had become one. The pain I had been through in losing people who meant so much to me made me feel weak, but I would always have the memories of knowing them.

I knew that whatever the world threw at us, we would get through it, because that's what we had always done, and we would never have to go through anything alone.

Well guys, it's over. I hope you have enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. I will hopefully be writing another fic in the future to be the third in this little series. Marceline's story will go on.

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Keep looking out for any of my other walking dead game fics! I have plenty of ideas, so maybe those will fill the gap of waiting for another game series...

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