It had been two days since they had arrived at the house, and Clementine was drifting in and out of consciousness. It had become quickly apparent if they didn't do something, her life would be lost.

Lee rushed through the door and slammed it behind him, staring down at his full hands. He had managed to get everything he needed. The bandages, the disinfectant and the needle. "Got everything." Lee huffed, dumping the objects on the coffee table next to the couch Clementine was still passed out on.

"Where did you find these?" David asked.

"It doesn't matter. We just need to get this done." Lee said.

"You'll want to take a seat upstairs, Lee. This might get a bit much." David explained.

"No. She's my girl, I'm not leaving her." Lee said, stubbornly. "Besides, I've seen worse, I'm sure."

"Lee, demons and dead bodies are one thing. She may as well be your daughter, it's never a good thing for a-

"I'm staying…" Lee said, taking a seat across the room from Clementine and David.

"If you say so…" David sighed.

David huffed and slowly unravelled the makeshift bandages made out of his ripped shirt. He stared down at the dry and wet bloody mess around Clem's shoulder. He moved away her pink hoodie, the bullet had completely torn through her shirt, but didn't notice any tearing from the other side of her hoodie. The bullet was still inside, like he had suspected.

Lee sighed from across the room. He sat nervously, tapping his leg up and down, pressing his sweating palms up against his forehead. "Just try and relax." David said, knowing it was just going to be ignored by Lee.

He looked next to him, a set of objects for the operation were sat on the coffee table next to the couch. David grabbed the tweezers from the coffee table and pinched them together a couple of times. He squinted his eyes as he attempted to find the bullet stuck in the girl's flesh. He smirked in victory as he spotted the bloody shine stuck near the front of the wound. He carefully dug the tweezers in and quickly pulled out the bullet.

David's successful smile turned into a concerned grimace as he noticed it was only half of a bullet. He dropped the small metal shell beside him and looked back at the gunshot. He opened the wound slightly in an attempt to find the rest of the bullet. He finally managed to spot it, without second thought he pinched it with the tweezers. He flinched slightly as a squeaky whimper was heard next to him.

Lee launched up, rushing over to Clementine. "L-L…Lee." She wheezed.

"Sshsshssh, it's okay, baby girl." Lee comforted, taking Clem's free hand.

David looked at the two and nodded before continuing with the operation. Clementine gulped and stared at him lower the tweezers into her shoulder. She began to wince, the wince turning into an anxious breath, before the breathing turned into screaming and crying from the pain.

Lee wanted to fight back against the operation, but knew it was all for the girl's own good. After a few more minutes of tears and yelling the bullet was out and placed next to the other piece on top of the coffee table. David sighed of relief and dropped the tweezers next to the bullets.

He threaded the needle with some string he had found in the house and, without any hesitation stabbed it through Clem's skin. She let out a screech of pain, but David persisted, repeating the process until the open wound was shut.

Lee quickly took the disinfectant and opened the lid up. He applied it to Clementine's bullet wound before rolling the bandages around her wound. David helped tie the bandages up.

Lee looked over to Clementine, who was still crying, clutching her shoulder. He instantly pulled her into a hug, making sure not to hurt her shoulder. "Oh my god…I love you, sweetheart." Lee gulped.

Clementine cried into his shirt, squeaking and whimpering almost continuously.

After a few hours of cuddling and sitting with Clementine, Lee grew tired. He stared down at Clementine who was fast asleep snuggling up to his arm. After conforming she was okay, he closed his eyes and lent his head back.

He awoke in the middle of the night. The room was pitch black, with only the faint light of the moon outside, and the insignificant glowing hands of his watch. The dark didn't bother him, it was the faint panting coming from the door. He slowly stood up, making sure not to wake Clementine. He pulled out his revolver from the back of his pants and cocked it before approaching door. He pressed his ear against the door. The panting persisted. He gently lay his finger on the trigger before pulling the door open slowly. He couldn't see anything.

He looked down at the doorstep to see a dog, showing its teeth in a snarl. It was tall, above the man's knee, with black and white, bloody fur. Its eyes looked angry, one blue and the other green. The dog barked loudly before leaping on top of Lee.

Lee fought back, kicking the dog off of Lee with a grunt. "The fuck?!" A voice said from nearby outside. "Guys! Over here!"

Lee's eyes widened as he looked off into the distance. He stood up, catching his breath as several beams of flashlights approached through the forest.

"Clementine! Wake up, sweetheart, okay?" Lee said, running over to the couch, slamming the door behind him.

Clementine rolled around and opened her eyes. "…Huh?" She asked, holding her shoulder.

"Lee! What's going on?" David asked, taking out his small handgun.

"We need to get out of here. I'll explain later." Lee said.

Lee looked around and sprinted over to the door, swinging it open. The beams were getting closer. "You really think you'd get away with this, asshole?!" A voice said, before a bullet was heard speeding past the front door.

"Lee…" Clementine sniffled.

"It's okay, angel. We'll keep you safe." David said, rubbing Clem's back comfortingly.

Lee took a step out the door, immediately being knocked over by the dog, it growled, menacingly, biting at Lee's face. Lee was trying desperately to keep the biting jaws of the animal away. "Heel!" A stern voice commanded.

The dog barked at Lee before jumping off of him. Lee looked over to Clementine as footsteps approached from outside the house.

Clementine looked up at David who took her hand, running towards the kitchen. He kicked the door open and rushed outside, letting go of Clem's hand. "With me!" He said, sprinting through the dark and damp forest.

Clementine started to feel faint, and her shoulder was aching. She tripped over something on the forest floor, clumsily. After a few seconds she was back on her feet. Clem opened her eyes wide, trying to find David in the dark forest as gunshots and yelling were heard in the distance. She was completely blind in the darkness on the forest.

She took a deep breath and held her arms out in front of her as she tried to navigate herself through the forest.

Back with a dramatic chapter. :D Glad to be back writing. I got over my writers block, thankfully quite quick.