A/N: Glad you guys are still enjoying the story I'm hoping now that by chapter 20 I can get a 100 reviews! That's my goal! Anyway reaching the 100 milestone would be amazing for me and all that... so yeah.
obsessed naruhina fangirl: On with the discussion. Yeah I was saddened by Christa and Omid's apparent deaths after they survived what Lee couldn't in season one. Although I was saddened by Omid's death I could accept it (unlike Sarah's or Nick's) as well as Christa's disappearance because Clem was all alone and she had to handle herself. Something which I liked about episode 1 which set up Clem's character as she dealt with new people as it felt like a new start.
However then they brought Kenny back and if him why not Christa? Still I could accept that, but I think it's lazy of the writers to not mention a single thing about Christa or Clem's 16 months together. Did Omid's death occur and Clementine had amnesia for 16 months? That's what it feels like especially when Rebecca was giving birth, didn't it cross the minds of any of Telltale's writers to just throw in even a fleeting reference to Christa's birth? However with all that said I plan to have a few flashbacks of Christa in this chapter as It's the perfect opportunity to bring her up.
AquaDestiny'sEmbrace, and SuperIdinaMenzelObsessedFanboy along with the rest of the regulars (as I like to call you) you know who you are and thanks for the continued support!
"AARRGHHH!"
"You need to be quiet Christa!" Clementine hissed at the tall black woman as she watched the forms of the walkers outside, thankfully none of them heard Christa's wails of pain as she had reached the final stage of her pregnancy.
"It's coming now Clem! I need your help!" Christa could barely contain her screams as the contractions reached their final stages... She had already removed her trousers and Clementine saw more of Christa than she ever wanted too see, yet she couldn't squirm uncomfortably now. It had been two weeks since Omid died and Christa was propped up in an old sofa bed in this run down Trailer. Her legs outstretched as she grunted in pain once again.
"It's okay, I'm here, just take a few deep breaths" Clementine told Christa, the pitter patter of the heavy rain and the loud grumbles of thunder had come at a good time to make sure Christa's screams wouldn't go overheard amidst this storm. Yet it unnerved Clementine to have so much chaos occurring at once...
"I wish... I wish Omid was here" was the only thing Christa could pant before a wave of pain crashed over her as she nearly crushed Clementine's palm in her own as she squeezed tightly and screamed. Clementine's eyes flew to the barricaded door to the trailer nervously as she expected walkers to crash through it any second. Christa's words of advice had been to leave her, if she got surrounded by walkers while having the baby. something Clementine did not want to do.
She didn't want to be alone.
"Clem... you need... you need to deliver the baby" Christa panted heavily her weary brown iris locked on Clementine's yellow one's as the younger girl looked back in fear.
"You can do it... Remember what I told you..." Christa said warmly before another contraction caused her to roar in pain as her body crumpled "CLEM, NOW!" She bellowed through her endless screaming, without wasting another second Clementine proceeded towards where the baby would soon come out. The only thing she could shout was for Christa to take deep breaths "You're doing great!" Clem added every so often to ease the pregnant woman who was now drenched in sweat.
The process never seemed to end, but finally Clementine saw something she never expected to see.
"I can see it's head!" She shouted in a sort of desperate relief as she stretched her arms outwards... "Just a little more Christa!" Clem shouted back as the baby slowly emerged from her body, it's cries echoing around the trailer as Christa's screamed her loudest scream yet, nearly tearing her vocal chords apart.
And suddenly, it was over, the wailing child fell into Clementine's outstretched arms, she quickly grabbed the knife she had on her and cut the umbilical cord carefully just as Christa had instructed weeks beforehand after Omid's death. With the wailing child cut free she looked down at the small screaming blood drenched infant and was somewhat frightened by how small and frail it seemed, it looked too delicate and she feared she would end up killing it somehow.
"Here" the girl said in fear quickly handing the newborn infant to it's mother. Christa raised her sweat drenched head and her face melted upon seeing her child. She lifted her arms as Clementine placed the infant in them, cradling the small child, it stopped wailing as Christa stroked his flaky eyebrows.
"Aw" she looked down as a tear slid down her cheek "It's a boy, isn't he beautiful?" she asked Clementine as she child burped and Christa laughed lightly the first time she had ever done so since Omid's death.
"Yeah" Clementine agreed as she store at the baby. In that beautiful moment the three of them were connected, there was no fear of walkers, no dark memories, just the simplicity and happiness of a successful birth of a new human being.
"Omid Junior, I'm Mummy say hello to mummy" Christa said as the baby's big blue orbs trained on his mother before he looked sidewards at Clementine, the infant gurgled.
"This is Clementine, she's your big sister, she's gonna take care of you" Christa mused to her son.
"Hi" Clementine said mustering a small smile, as the baby stared blankly at her, it blinked a few times as his small hands explored Christa's neck and chin. As the baby did that, Clementine had her stitches at the ready as she prepared Christa had told her about "tears" that occur during a natural birth and judging by the bleeding... Clem didn't want to go into too much detail but she knew that if Christa needed a chance to recover quicker she would need stitching.
"You've done brilliantly Clem, you should be proud, I know Omid would be" Christa told her warmly as Clem finally felt happy with herself after Omid's death. Maybe after this stormy night, she and Christa would get on better. The child symbolised something new and innocent, as Clementine curled up and tried to sleep that night the last thing she remembered hearing were Christa's happy laughs and the baby's gurgles...
She woke up that morning to a grief stricken scream.
"It died" was all Christa told her bitterly months afterwards.
Other than that she hardly ever spoke her child or Omid and their relationship remained strained.
...
Flashbacks to Christa's birth returned to her as Clementine looked at Rebecca who was placed in the same position Christa was when she was giving birth. Sarita and Bonnie's calm chattering was soothing her slightly as they tried to make her comfortable. Clementine could only lean close to Rebecca, as the woman gripped her hand tightly.
"I... I wish Alvin was here" She panted to Clementine as beads of salty sweat rolled down her forehead, reminding Clementine of how Christa wanted Omid by her side when she was giving birth.
"He is here, his watching over you and his proud of you" Clementine said softly, these words seemed to comfort her a little as she smiled through her pain.
"You're a good kid Clem, in fact..." she looked over to the group as she beamed at them all "I don't know why I deserved to be surrounded by such good people, I can't imagine myself doing this alone" she confessed to the younger girl as she gritted her teeth in pain once again as Kenny peeled her trousers from his legs and muttered "You're doing good, just keep goin'..." he encouraged her.
"Damn it! How the hell is anyone gonna raise a child in this apocalypse" she wailed as the pain got ever worse. To do her job and comfort her Clementine told her the only story she could...
"I knew a woman who was pregnant before, I had to help her deliver the baby" she told Rebecca who widened her eyes at this new found information. "You-delivered a baby?" she asked in awe, wondering what else this capped wonder- girl was capable of "Yeah" Clementine answered, "Christa told me all about delivering babies, it was a boy" she added sadly.
"What happened to him" Rebecca asked wearily already knowing the answer in Clementine's reflective eyes.
"I'm sorry" she told the girl quickly as another round of all consuming pain engulfed her and she screamed as Clementine quickly grasped her hand again, looking towards her legs again for any sign of the baby. She didn't realise that Kenny was staring directly at her listening to her tale on the baby Christa had lost.
"Well at least that explains... how you were able to stitch up your own arm in the shed" Rebecca wheezed.
"What? Stitch up your arm?" Kenny asked still staring at Clementine, of course he didn't know about the whole dog bite situation and Clementine knew he wouldn't be happy when he found out the cabin group had locked her in a shed. But right now she didn't answer his inquiry, they were more pressing matters on her mind.
For a few seconds he continued to stare at her before he finally lowered his head and with a look of determination on his bearded face he shouted "Alright your doing good Rebecca few more pushes and it should be out!"
"I... I can't do this!" Rebecca heaved in pain as Sarita carefully wiped her forehead with a cloth, however just then Mike bellowed "SOMEONE'S COMING!" which caused everyone to tense up, and Rebecca to pause in her tracks. However a second later Mike seemed to relax as he peered out of the grey door's crack "It's alright it's Stephanie! And she's got a load of stuff!"
He quickly opened the door to a shaking Stephanie whose arms were overfilling with medical supplies and blankets, Mike quickly slammed the door shut behind her as she panted and the supplies she smuggled went tumbling to the floor. "Meds, Blankets! All I could grab... I don't know what Wyatt and Eddie are doing but it's working!" She exclaimed as Bonnie and Sarita lugged the supplies to Rebecca.
"We got pills here that could help with the pain!" Bonnie said holding up a small bottle of white pills in her fingers.
"Give me them!" Rebecca demanded instantly.
"But..." Bonnie began.
"I-want-them!" Rebecca growled with the force of a lion. Not wanting to get on her bad side, Bonnie quickly removed the cap from the small bottle and placed three of the pills in her palm and handed them to Rebecca who gulped them down without a moments hesitation. As she did that Bonnie, Sarita and Stephanie worked as one to place pillows under and around Rebecca to make her more comfortable.
"Oh God..." Rebecca whimpered as she was now gripping Clementine's hands so tightly she felt the blood circulation in them stop, Clementine could only join in with Kenny chorus of "Deep breaths... come on... nearly there..."
Just then there was a THUMPING noise that made the whole room shake as the light overhead swayed, this was followed by another THUMP moments later causing the room to shake violently and brownish trickles of dust to fall to the floor.
"Jesus what the hell are those idiots doing!?" Vince exclaimed looking around wildly.
"Whatever it is, it's loud and distracting enough!" Was Shel's reply.
"AARRRGHHHH!" Rebecca cawed shooting her head upwards as she entered the final stages of her pregnancy these cries were tearing her vocal chords apart, just as Christa's did before the baby came out, thankfully the constant loud THUMPS seemed to overshadow her screaming as no one came running along and before she knew it Clementine heard a welcome phrase.
"I can see it's head..."
...
"THIS IS FUCKING NUTS!" Was all Wyatt could shout on repeat like a broken cassette as Eddie placed his foot down on the pedal again and the truck reversed backwards and slammed into the hanger door causing the two of them to jolt violently from their seats, before Eddie drove the truck forwards again... and then back and so forth...
"I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO DESTROY SHIT WYATT! YOU GOTTA ENJOY THE MOMENT MAN!" Eddie shouted in a crazed sort of glee as he rammed the truck into the hanger door once again, causing Wyatt's stomach to flip.
"Jeez, dude... just... fuck we are in such shit" Wyatt moaned as he tried to readjust his glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"You agreed to it" Eddie reminded him.
"I thought we'd be setting off a firecracker or something... not this!" Wyatt shouted almost hysterically as he was flung around the truck once again as it backed into the hanger door.
"The last time we were in a vehicle together, it didn't end well Eddie!" Wyatt decided to remind his friend who sighed sadly amidst his crazed adrenaline rush and looked at Wyatt with those massive black eyes of his, that reeked of sorrow.
"Wyatt, I know I fucked up when I left you back in those woods, but hell that ain't gonna happen this time, were going into the pen together!" he shouted with determination, causing Wyatt to smile.
"When you put it like that, I'd rather die alone in the woods" Wyatt told him flatly before they both looked at each other and laughed, their friendship as strong as it could have ever been.
"HEY!" Came a dreaded bellow as Troy and about 10 others ran onto the scene, cutting the pair laughs short as their guts twisted in fear, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?" Troy demanded of them.
"PROTESTING AGAINST BILL! BECAUSE...!" Eddie improvised on the spot, yet now he had hit a brick wall in his explanation which Wyatt quickly broke through.
"...BECAUSE OF WHAT HE DID TO SARAH AND NICK! WE THOUGHT THAT WAS MESSED UP!" Wyatt shouted, before Carver himself emerged from behind Troy, their leader didn't hesitate. Using his small gun he fired a perfect bullet into one of the tyre's of the truck causing it too deflate as Wyatt and Eddie screeched to an awkward stop. Two guards opened the truck doors and dragged them (by the necks) towards Carver, they threw the two men at the feet of Carver, nervously they looked up at him.
"So" he began in that horribly calm voice of his as he glared down at them "You fuck up my hanger door, you force me to ruin one of our trucks, you waste our precious fuel... all because you suddenly decided that you don't like me?" He asked of them sweetly.
"Pretty much Bill" Eddie dared to respond.
"Well then, in that case you two will be responsible for cleaning up the mess you made... and from this point on you'll be living in the pen" Carver growled.
This verdict was followed by a suspected beating, as the rest of community watched (some with weaker stomachs than others) at the end of it Wyatt and Eddie had passed out in pain, there faces a maze of blood trails and with swollen lumps and bruises dotting their cheeks, noses and chins.
"Get them the fuck in the pen!" he snapped at Tavia and Troy who instantly obeyed his command and dragged the two men towards the pen/prison Carver had in store for them. Carver could say he was angry... or fuming about how much had gone wrong in one day.
Yet he was completely unaware in this mess, he had missed the birth of his own son.