Lee listened closely, he could hear something, growling and snarling. It was faint, coming from behind him. "I don't hear anything." Omid said.
"Sh…" Lee said, holding his index finger up. Lee pressed his ear to the seat, the growling and snarling getting louder the closer he got to it. "Jesus Christ…Omid, did you check the trunk?"
"No, I set the alarm off when I got in this thing so I didn't hesitate to get out of there." Omid said.
"Stop the car." Lee said, nervously.
Omid hesitantly pulled the car over to the side. "Lee? What is it?" Clementine asked.
"It's okay, honey." Lee said, stepping out of the car.
The three walked out of the car with him, Clementine hugging up to Lee's side nervously. "Omid, just stay over there with Clementine for a second." Lee said, taking the keys out of the ignition. "Christa be ready to shoot whatever comes out of here."
"Gotcha." Christa said, grabbing her dented yet shiny handgun.
Omid walked a few meters away from the car with Clementine, still limping slightly.
Lee clicked the button to unlock the trunk and slowly moved his hand over to pull it open. He looked over to Christa and nodded before pulling the trunk open and moving back.
Christa stared down the notch in the handgun, waiting for the source of the growling to clamber out of the trunk. Nothing, just faint and high-pitched growling, louder now the trunk had been opened. Lee cautiously tip-toed over to the trunk, swatting away some flies that had been freed from the back of the car.
Lee looked down, covering his nose at the sight in front of him. "What is it?" Christa asked.
Lee held his hand behind him. "Don't come any closer." Lee said. He looked down in the trunk, there was a trail of small pieces of foil, starting with an empty sleeping pill packet. Leading over to a blood-covered baby carrier, sitting inside a tiny flailing, pale baby. Wearing nothing but a diaper, staring up at Lee with misty dead eyes, scratching the air in front of it.
"Why?" Christa asked nervously.
"I'll tell you later. You don't want to see this." Lee sighed. "We're…not driving anymore."
"What? Why?" Omid moaned.
"We're. Not. Driving." Lee grunted sternly. "Christa, get over to Omid, start walking."
"Alright…" Omid said, slightly confused.
"Sure…" Christa said, concerned, never seeing Lee like he was then. The three began walking reluctantly.
Lee looked around the trunk, spotting various scraps of paper and wrappings for food and drinks. Nothing useful, apart from a small red toolbox tucked into the side. He unclipped the lock on the box and pulled out a wrench. He looked over to the baby and lifted the wrench up above his head. "Hey, buddy. It's alright, I'm going to make you better. Gonna see your mommy and daddy now, huh?" Lee said, before hesitantly smashing the wrench down on to the baby's head, smashing it in completely.
"Lee?!" Clem cried, almost running over to Lee.
"It's okay, sweet pea. Don't come over here. I'm coming!" Lee said, closing the trunk of the car, loosely dropping his wrench to the side. Lee walked over to Omid and Christa, keeping his head bowed at his feet.
"Are you okay?" Clem asked, wrapped her arms around him.
"Yeah. Yeah honey I'm fine." Lee said, wiping his eyes. "We need to keep moving, we weren't as quiet as we could be."
"Oh…okay." Clementine said, walking next to Lee sadly.
Christa held back and walked next to Lee after whispering to Omid inaudible commands. "Hey, Clem. I spy with my little eye, something the colour…green." Omid said.
Clem smiled and walked up next to Omid to start a game of eye spy.
"What was it?" Christa asked.
"Nothing." Lee said.
"No it wasn't. I've…never seen you this sad before." Christa said, sincerely.
"Keep it down." Lee whispered. "Clem's depending on knowing we're calm."
"But you ARE sad." Christa said.
"…It was a baby." Lee gulped.
Christa froze in place for a second before catching up with Lee. "A baby?" Christa asked.
"Yeah…it was so small." Lee said.
"It's not much like you to get so sad about this." Christa said. "I…I guess this is pretty intense stuff."
"I met Clem at the start of this, in her treehouse. She was hiding from walkers up there. When I got to Savannah there was that kid in the attic. It kept me thinking of how that could have been her." Lee said, staring up at Clem and Omid carrying on with their game, looking around for things to 'spy.' "It think the parents…I think they gave it sleeping pills."
"…Huh?" Christa asked.
"There was a pack of pills in the trunk and the foil from it was leading to him." Lee sighed.
"Fuck…and you…you put it down?" Christa asked.
Lee nodded sadly and carried held behind the rest of the group, walking alone hanging behind the rest. Thinking back to what had got him there.
How he was a convicted killer turned guardian. How everything would be okay if they had just turned away from Savannah. He had only just managed to stop the walker by the radio, which was rummaging around outside the mansion. If he hadn't had the handgun with him he would have been bitten and killed. As far as Lee knew, Christa, him, Omid and Clem were the only ones left of the group.
"Lee?" Lee looked down to his side to see Clem gently tugging on his hand. Lee crouched down to Clem's height pulling her into a tight hug. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, honey. Come on, let's keep walking. We'll try and find somewhere to sleep before it gets dark." Lee said.
"Okay." Clementine smiled.
So, I think this started out really depressing and in a way pretty cool and intense. But then towards the end I got a bit tired and I'm just not happy with the ending. However after so many ideas for this chapter being turned down I didn't want to keep you guys waiting.
Next chapter will be good, promise :P