A/N: Thanks for the continued support guys!
Obsessed naruhina fangirl- Another Sarah fan! I admit I found her annoying but there was so much potential for her character (along with Nick's), I was angered by their deaths in the games, because Nick wasn't even given final words and what was the point of teaching Sarah to shoot if she was going to die anyway without putting up a fight? Just my thoughts but I do have big plans for these two in the story, and I planning to keep Clem/Sarah as a strong friendship.
AquaDestinyEmbrace- Like I said to Obsessed naruhina fangirl Sarah and Nick will play bigger roles in this story and I have lots of plans in store for them.
Vampirereem- Thanks! I'm glad you're enjoying it so far.
Alardem- Yep I went with the selfish Clementine route in Episode 4, I thought that was her best bet of survival.
And thanks everybody else for leaving your reviews, now I'll get on with the story...
"Ugh, whose this?" came a sullen female voice, turning around Clementine got a twinge of Deja Vu seeing the messy haired girl about her age or a little older glaring directly at her, as a taller woman stood behind the glowering teen.
"That's the new girl, she came here with Sarah's..." the tall woman began before she was cut off with an impatient grunt.
"Ugh Sarah, I wish she'd stayed gone" The smaller girl snapped in distaste.
"She's had a hard time Becca..." the taller woman tried to explain to the angry teenager.
"So?" The girl named Becca demanded of her "It's been hard on us all, but were not all sitting on the ground like babies..."
Walking past them Clementine was now beginning to think more openly, these other people scattered around Carver's camp. Were they all as bad as Troy and Carver? She knew Bonnie was a kind soul and that other woman seemed to stick up for Sarah, maybe Bonnie knew these people. But if she did why didn't they come with her the first time? Were they all really this bad?
"Go inside,Bonnie's waiting" Tavia instructed with a voice of ice reminding Clementine of the fields of it she would face in the near future, the fields of ice where she would die...
No. Not today.
Tavia swung open the door and sure enough Bonnie looked up at her with her deep blue iris' just as she had done beforehand, "Hey, so I guess y'all starting your day with me" she muttered awkwardly in an apologetic tone that already reeked of Bonnie's longing for forgiveness from her. Clementine took her seat silently next to Bonnie as she picked up a round of bullets.
"Were loadin' magazines" she stated as she began her task, sure enough Clementine followed her example and the familiar compliment floated to her ears.
"Well that's it, you got it"
Clementine gave her the cold shoulder, knowing full well how effective this was the first time and sure enough the silence was finally enough to trigger Bonnie to blurt out her guilt and sorrow...
"I suppose I owe you an apology, I wasn't exactly truthful with you when I came across y'all at the lodge, and I was shown a kindness I never would have expected from a group of strangers, but now folks are dead... and I can't help but feel as If I'm to blame..."
"A lot of people are too blame, not just you" Clementine told her, last time she had been much more harsh with Bonnie, causing her to lash out in defence, this time she needed to ensure she could get Bonnie as close to her as possible and Clementine was not only planning to use her as the source of escape from Carver's camp. Bonnie would soon be her only ally outside of the pen. She was a vital player to how things would transpire.
How things could change.
"It's awful nice of y'all to say that, but I know a lot of this is my fault, but I just want you to know that I regret my part in all of this..."
"It's okay, I understand I don't think anybody wanted it to turn out the way it did" Clementine told her accepting her apology fully as Bonnie smiled openly at her "Well I'm glad you understand..." she began before diving into how she wanted to originally escape with Luke and Carlos, Clementine asked her why she didn't follow them and she repeated her words from last time about how she "chickened out".
Tavia hadn't called Clementine up to the greenhouses yet, with a bated breath Clementine quickly asked another question she hadn't asked the first time.
"Hey Bonnie, do you know a girl called Becca?" she asked.
"Why Becca? Yeah, I came here with her, along with Shel, Vince, Wyatt and Russell when Tavia scouted us out months back..."
"Really?" Clementine asked intrigued, she never knew this before and why had Bonnie had decided to leave her original group behind?
"Yeah, there all really nice people, well Becca and Russell are a bit cranky but..." Bonnie began explaining with a dreary smile as she remembered the antics of her group back at the campsite "...There are a lot of good people Clementine you'll be out that pen before you know it" Bonnie mused.
"Yeah right" Clementine thought sarcastically, yet know she had information she had not obtained beforehand, she prodded Bonnie with the next question "So, these people aren't like Carver?"
"Carver's a good man Clementine, his just..." she sighed before continuing "...it's not easy keeping a group this big fed and protected I reckon that would make anybody a little stressed" however after this she caught Clementine's intense glare "I ain't defending what he did!" she yelled in defence of him "That was..."
"Sounds like you really respect him" Clementine uttered cutting her short.
"All I know, is that I'm alive because of him..."
Clementine dismissed this words the first time as complete madness, however if Carver could have saved Bonnie and saved a group this big... maybe her group could be saved by him too.
Just as the walkie Talkie buzzed into life and Tavia's curt voice flew through the room, Clementine realised what she needed to do. It was drastic, it was most likely not going to work.
But it was gamble she was willing to take to save everyone.
Bonnie conversation with Tavia ended, as the redhead suddenly remembered about the jacket she had picked up earlier "Oh yeah, almost forgot I found this for you..."
Clementine slid into the familiar blue jacket, at first she thought she looked ridiculous in it, however now she was more than happy to have it draped on her skinny shoulders, as it seemed brand new without the layers of blood and snow engrained into it's creases, she knew this fresh jacket was symbolism for a fresh start.
"Well what do you think?" Bonnie asked.
"I like it" Clementine answered.
"Thought you would, you know I'd be careful, some people may be jealous of that cool jacket of yours" Bonnie smiled as she stared back down at her own murky orange and greenish jacket and shirt, she was thinking about a clothing change herself.
"Could you maybe try and get me gloves and a scarf too, because It's only get colder in the pen" Clementine begged with her puppy dog eyes, if a hardened survivor like Molly couldn't resist them in Savannah then Bonnie didn't have a chance in hell, surely enough her face softened as she muttered "I'll see what I can find city mouse"
"Thank you" Clementine muttered sweetly, being a little girl had it's advantages.
The door opened and Tavia walked in with drooping eyelids "Hey, what's with the ugly jacket?" she asked shooting one loathsome glare at bright blue thing.
"Tavia...!" Bonnie snapped humorously.
"What?" the chubby woman enquired.
"Nothing, just... I'll see you later Clementine" Bonnie told her as Clementine followed Tavia outside the door, now certain she had Bonnie wrapped around her little finger, looking ahead she only found herself staring at the back of Tavia's jacket, why not try with everyone?
"Bonnie told me you scouted her and some others out" she began as a way to start conversation.
"Yeah, it's my job, it gets more dangerous with each passing day and we don't find a lot of people anymore" Tavia responded in a business like tone as they headed up the stairs to the roof. "Are you mad at my group for running away?" she asked, a dangerous question but Clementine had too ask it, to try and get on friendly terms with this woman.
"You're in a group full of idiots Clementine and if you'd just surrendered Johnny and Alvin wouldn't be dead, if you want to save your friends I suggest you shut up and work" She snapped at the 11 year old, as Clementine approached the greenhouse with knots building in her stomach as she knew what was coming. Could she stop it? And if she couldn't...
"Do you respect Carver?" She quickly asked Tavia, as they stood meters from the entrance of the greenhouse.
"You're asking too many questions, just get in there" Tavia snapped, as she opened the greenhouse door.
Clementine entered already hearing Sarah's sobbing from the corner of the greenhouse noticing something...
Tavia hadn't said "Yes".