A/N: Okay I'll get right down to the discussions!

obsessed naruhina fangirl- Cheers for the review! And I like the fact I keep you surprised with curve balls, I imagined that Nick and Sarah would have arrived at the observation deck after Arvo had finished trying to dump his meds in the bin (I'm still intrigued to as why he did that and he'd be an interesting character to write about and in a way he reminds me of Ben...)

Now onto the cowardly guy himself. I (like many) hated Ben. My hatred of him was solidified when he left Clem in Savannah (and the whole axe on the door thing made me facepalm myself as well) however when the bell tower came I (for some reason) couldn't just let him die. Sure he was a screw up but he was human. And his outburst in episode 5 made me actually like him for the first time. Then of course he had to go and die. (dammit Telltale) overall I wasn't too fond of Ben. But he was one of the biggest and most memorable characters of the game and certainly made the game interesting and tested the player's morales. (and yeah he does look like Shaggy from scooby doo)

Now onto Kenny. I really liked his character. Yes his flawed but so is Ben and Nick etc... without him the game's story would have been dull and despite everything he still soldiers on. Other people may hate him, others worship him. I don't think I'd like him that much if he was a real person but due to the fact his so complex and can divide opinion shows that he is a fantastic character.

The Benevolent Scriber: Thanks for the reviews, I agree I developed Sarah a little bit fast. But I won't have her shooting guns yet, as I plan for her to open up a little more and practise and prepare before she goes around killing walkers (and even then I won't have her as tough as Clem but I can imagine her being strong in her own way) I had to fill in the plot hole about Christa, the comparisons were right in front of me and it amazes me how Telltale's writers could have forgotten such an important detail.

And for the rest of you reviewers, cheers! I would write responses to you all but this author's note is long enough as it is, if you have any burning questions or suggestions just let me know!

"Their gone Bill! We've checked everywhere!" Troy was shouting to Carver who sat there in his chair, gnashing his teeth down to sand as he glared at one incompetent worker of his to the next, all with the same blank expression on their faces gazing at him as if he should do something about it.

"I'm a shepherd leading a god-damn herd of brain dead sheep" he thought to himself, it angered him to a great degree how people always were looking at him with such puppy dog eyes. Why him? He enjoyed being leader, he enjoyed the power he had attained but one thing he couldn't stand was having to wipe people's asses for them. Surely they were capable of finding a group of missing people who clearly hadn't left the hardware store? Weren't they?

The guards would have seen them if they had left and Carver refused to believe that guards on the roof needed to borrow his lime green eyes to do their job. Carver couldn't describe how much he hated incompetent people, a whole community looked up to him here and all it took was for one person to fuck up and...

Another person could die, a breach could occur that could cost the lives of every person in this community, all it took was one screw up... Walkers were an old threat. William Carver was a engineer before the apocalypse and it was him who had single handily built up this community around the hardware store he was so familiar with and sure enough he soon gained his followers...

He had to be tough. He had gotten this far by being tough, people needed to know that only strong people could survive. Weakness had to be uprooted, he didn't like to murder people. Who did? He just had the guts to do what other people couldn't, he could sleep soundly through a murder as long as he knew that his community and that his unborn child were safe...

Carver had always wanted to be a father.

"So you say Rebecca's still here" Carver asked of Troy, the other 20 odd people who had crammed into the room shuffled uncomfortably behind where Troy stood with his chest puffed outwards to appear tough in front of the leader who could who strike fear into the hearts of many by merely glancing at them.

"Yeah she's still here, according to Steph" Troy responded as Carver lifted the familiar talkie to his mouth "Steph this Bill, do you have Rebecca with you?" he asked.

There was a silence before there was a burst of static and she responded.

"Yup, she's right here Bill, she wants to know where the others have gone though" Stephanie's voice sounded causal but Carver was never one to fall such feigned tones.

"Tell Rebecca I'm on my way over there to check on her" He growled at the walkie talkie, there was a short silence.

"Okay" Stephanie responded before she cut off.

Carver raised himself from his seat and growled "Troy, Tavia and Stan with me, the rest of you get back to your posts!"

They obeyed his command instantly, Carver liked being in power.

"ARRRGGGHHHH!"

Rebecca's final scream was cut short as the baby successfully landed in Kenny's outstretched arms, Stephanie quickly handed him a shard of sharp metal scrap from one of the corners that he used to slowly cut the umbilical cord, as he did the others all looked on as the baby's cries filled the room.

"Is it... alive?" Mike dared to ask, hoping he didn't jinx the newborn.

"It wouldn't be squealing if were dead Mike, it's... oh my God... it is alive!" Luke exclaimed, his previous panic and paranoia fading as he gazed at the blood coated newborn.

"Let me see my baby" Rebecca mused, as Sarita wiped away another layer of sweat from her forehead, as she Kenny lifted the squealing baby and handed it to it's mother, who gazed at the small human unable to believe this had been successful, unable to believe that after everything that had happened, of all this death and destruction this innocent bundle of new life had survived it all.

"It's a boy" Sarita noted as she leant on a beaming Kenny's shoulder getting lost in the magic of the moment.

"His beautiful" Bonnie commented also smiling as Kenny sniffed the air around the newborn "You never forget that smell" he muttered happily, his thoughts trailed back to a newborn Duck that he held in his arms...

"Hello Alvin" Rebecca finally murmured holding the baby close to her chest as it continued to cry, as tears of happiness leaked from her eyelids "His perfect... whose the best little boy in the world... you are... that's right you are..." she smiled as she rocked the baby in her arms, it continued to cry as Rebecca kept on smiling.

"That's a beautiful name Rebecca" Luke commented stepping away from the doors, as many others also approached the mother and her newborn baby "Named after his father, Alvin wanted a boy now that man has had his wish, it's his child, his namesake I want my son to remember his father" Rebecca told them as she snuggled the baby closer to her. Luke gave her a puzzled look and opened his mouth...

"It's Alvin's I'm sure he would have loved it" Clementine cut in quickly as Luke closed his mouth and Rebecca beamed at her. Strangely enough Clementine was reminded of Omid wanting to name his son Omid Junior and now history had repeated itself with Alvin Junior. Yet she had been given a second chance here. Alvin Junior would not end up like Omid Junior, just like she ensured her new friends wouldn't end up lying dead like her old one's.

"Do you mind if I...?" Rebecca began, blushing slightly as she lifted her top.

"Nah, not at all" Luke said as he and few others (particularly the male's) turned away and allowed Rebecca to breastfeed her newborn in private, as the baby fed, silencing it's cries Mike decided to speak up.

"When Carver finds out about this, we are in deep shit"

"Screw Bill, I don't care what he does to us, I just want to enjoy what happens now" Rebecca stated as she cuddled her baby closer to her.

"Well we still need to... fix the tearing" Stephanie said, already pre-prepared with some stitches, "I'm not too good with stitches but I reckon I know the basics" she told Rebecca she crouched next to her outstretched legs...

"I can do it" Clementine offered crouching next to Stephanie and extending her outstretched hand.

"Um, Clem maybe I ought too..." Stephanie began with a puzzled look spreading across her face. "No Steph, let Clem here do it, she had to stitch up her own arm. I trust her to do this and I want her to do this" Rebecca informed Stephanie. Stephanie couldn't believe herself when she actually handed the stitching equipment to an 11 year old.

"Are you sure about this though?" she asked the 11 year old in front of her, "I mean no offence Clem... but you'll be seeing things that... um..." Stephanie didn't really know how to explain it as she trailed off awkwardly, Clementine rolled her yellow eyes at the older woman.

"I've done this before, I've already seen it all It won't embarrass me" Clementine told her dryly.

"Well... damn I wish I was as mature as you when I was your age..." Stephanie mumbled as Clem got to work, everything seemed identical to what had occurred to her with Christa...

Except this time, she would change the outcome.

Clem finished her stitching just as the baby finished breastfeeding, lowering her top, Rebecca turned to face Clementine "I can't thank you enough Clem" she told the girl with tears once again falling from her eyes.

"No problem" she responded trying to keep a calm face, trying to ignore the warm feeling in her gut that was making her choke up slightly in her throat.

"You wanna hold him?" she asked, extending the now bundled baby towards Clementine, she felt all eyes resting on her and with a gentle "Go on" from Kenny she extended her hands to hold the tiny human, she was strongly reminded of Omid Junior as she looked down the child. They were almost identical, the same red skin, and wide blue eyes. Alvin stared at her in wonder.

"This is Clementine honey, she's gonna be your big sister she'll look after you, just how She's looked after mummy a lot of times" Rebecca chimed to her newborn, as Clementine smiled down at the infant, who gazed blankly back at her.

"Can I...?" Kenny begun.

"Sure" Clementine responded handing the bundle to him, he held it in his weary arms as Sarita stroked the baby eyebrows "Aw... this little guy brings back some memories" he mused to Sarita as she beamed down at the child as tears poured from her eyes "After all I've seen, it's just... I never thought I'd live to see this" she told the listening group as Kenny handed the baby to Bonnie and held Sarita in a tight embrace.

"Are you sure you don't mind us...?" Bonnie asked Rebecca, as Rebecca shook her head "You can all hold him, it's my thanks to you" she responded warmly as Bonnie smiled and peered down at the infant "Howdy Alvin, it's you auntie Bonnie here, aren't you a handsome boy... oh yes you are!" she murmured blowing a raspberry that caused the baby to gurgle in curiosity.

"I better hand him to someone else, his picking up my bad habits" Bonnie laughed handing him to Luke who smiled as the baby tiny hands worked their way across his face.

"Hey little one, we've been waiting a while for you" he told the infant as the small infant tried to grasp any part of Luke's face he could get his fingers on, mostly focusing on his nose as Luke chuckled lightly "I think he likes me or my nose at least" he told Rebecca as the pregnant woman smiled warmly at him. "That's your big brother Luke Alvin, his been with me through a lot, he'll protect you no matter what happens" Rebecca was reporting to her unaware infant, either way this made Luke smile as he handed the infant to Mike.

The cycle went on, Rebecca tensed when the likes of someone she didn't know as well (like Mike or Jane) held the baby, but she relaxed when she realised they were smiling too and giving the baby compliments, as they passed the boy around "He reminds me of my little sister" Jane muttered gazing after the baby she just handed to Shel.

"Me too" Shel replied to her, as the two shared an understanding look.

The last person to hold the baby was Stephanie who looked down at the boy for a few seconds before the serious waterworks began, but these weren't happy waterworks as Bonnie and Shel instantly picked up on. Sobbing, Stephanie quickly handed Alvin back to Rebecca before she proceeded to a dark corner and held her face in her hands muttering "Oh God..."

Rebecca and Clementine shared a look of worry, as Bonnie stood up and approached Stephanie "Are you alright?" she asked in concern.

"I-i'm fine... it's just... got to me y'know?" she smiled through her tears, no doubt hiding something traumatic to do with babies that had happened to her beforehand.

"Hey... did you have any... younger siblings before all this?" Jane asked putting on her most friendly voice as she tried to relate to this woman.

"No, I... it's nothing. Just don't worry about me okay?" she reassured the group. She recovered a few minutes later, but her sudden breakdown was still evident in the minds of many.

Clementine had been in this room with the others for hours, her stomach growing heavier as they simply relaxed in there... talking... pulling faces at the baby to try and make it laugh. When Tavia's face flew threw the room from Bonnie's walkie talkie the whole room fell silent, uncertain of what to do. But then Stephanie thought of a master plan to save them a few more hours.

"Yeah I'm here with Rebecca, what? No we haven't seen the others, why? They've all gone missing? Shit! I'll tell her..." as the walkie talkie cut off Stephanie (along with many others) burst into chuckles in an almost childish manner. It felt like a big game of hide or seek and although she knew the consequences would be severe, Clementine could help but feel giddy at the "game" they had played against an unsuspecting Carver.

"Now let's all take bets on long it takes on them to find us" Mike said, starting a gambling war, his own bet of two hours being the closest as nearly two whole hours later... Shel peered out of the door to the sound of approaching footsteps and sighed heavily.

"His coming at last, with the asswipe, the idiot and fat bitch" she muttered darkly, her nicknames for Troy, Stan and Tavia.

Rebecca looked at her baby worriedly before she faced the door again defiantly "Well then, let's make this the best part" she told the group as they prepared themselves.

"Rebecca honey, how you doing?" Carver asked as he swung open the grey door.

"Very well Bill" she responded in a voice of poison, giving Carver a taste of his own medicine. The next second his eyes found his missing pen dwellers along with Stephanie and Bonnie "Well, well what's this? A meeting of some sorts? You all been bunking off here while..."

He stopped in his smug mid sentence when he spotted the bundle in Rebecca's arms.

The look of fury on his face as his eyes literally popped out of his head, is what did it. Clementine couldn't hold it in, she let out a small giggle and soon the whole room was following her in fits of laughter, as they pointed and jeered at a beet red Carver.

"You can have the baby Bill, but still you missed the birth. Considering all that you've done I don't think that makes for very good father material" Rebecca commented.

Carver was gripping his walkie talkie so hard that it burst in his fingers, the shards that dug into his fingers, or the blood that ran down his palm only fuelled his rage.

"What's a matter Bill? Distracted?" Kenny dared to jeer.

They laughed on like there was no tomorrow which there probably wasn't, now that they had dared cross Carver, it was stupid and a foolish thing to do but for once in a very long time Clementine was actually happy while surrounded by her family.

Carver could do what he wanted, he could roar at them which silenced their laughter, he could drag them out to the middle of the hardware store and beat them all (Clementine included) to a bloody pulp. (Only Rebecca and the baby were spared this) he could beat them and then beat them until bones snapped and they screamed in agony. And he could strip them all off in front of Carver's jeering crowds and send them back to the pen, naked, cold and hungry in disgrace.

But through that punishment, he hand't crushed them at all. Clementine heard Vince mutter daringly to Shel "It's actually an improvement and I get to look at naked girls, something I haven't done in a while" he cheekily commented earning a small slap to the face from Shel, as Bonnie shivered, bruised bloody and nude.

"It's barbaric, but maybe people will see how bad Bill finally is now" she noted sadly trying to cover herself.

They returned to Pen, all aching and but not crushed, No they had simply developed a somewhat "tougher skin" as Clementine liked to call it. A waiting Wyatt and Eddie gawked at them as they came into the pen.

"Dude's what the hell...?" Eddie muttered.

"Don't pretend you don't like it" Stephanie murmured posing seductively in a joking manner.

"But..." Wyatt began, a little flustered.

"So anyone still wanna call Bill a good man?" Kenny asked jokingly, earning him a few more laughs. Clementine still felt numb about what sort of trauma she had just been through. But somehow Carver's shocked face wormed it's way through her head through the trauma causing her too smile. No matter what he did to them now, he knew he couldn't break their spirits. That's why he didn't kill them, he wanted to break them first. But he had failed to do that, sure they screamed in pain and covered themselves.

But they were far from finished.

Eventually Rebecca came into Pen fully clothed and without baby Alvin, the first thing she did was pull Eddie and Wyatt into a bone crushing hug "If it weren't for you I'd never have gotten a second with my baby, so thank you" she told them warmly.

"Thank you? Have you seen what that fucker did!?" Eddie exclaimed gazing at the others who were all nude and bruised on every part of their bodies.

"It's okay... at least now everyone can see what Bill's really like" Kenny reassured them.

"It's like... watching prisoners at a concentration camp, it's fucking wrong!" Eddie continued, still uncomfortable by everyone showing up nude and beaten, it still astounded him how they could still smile. Being beaten was traumatizing enough as he had learned, but being stripped nude was soul destroying... how they could mutter words... and smile! Was beyond either his or Wyatt's understanding.

"You look pale Rebecca, I think we ought to get you to bed" Bonnie told her still covering herself a little awkwardly as Rebecca had to avert her eyes, "Me! After what Bill did to you guys you think I need rest!" she exclaimed to them.

"You did just give birth a few hours ago, you need the rest, we'll be fine Rebecca and don't blame yourself we all agreed to this" Luke reassured her as she simply allowed Bonnie to plop her down in her special bed, admittedly she was exhausted and pale and would need a few weeks of rest. Yet she couldn't help but feel bad for her friends, who would sleeping on the floor or on those excuses for beds... without even any blankets...

"Alright, get some rest guys we got a hard day ahead of us tomorrow" Kenny informed the group as he lay down next to Sarita. Other than those two no one dared to cuddle up to each other, because being naked and cuddling... all eyes were awkwardly avoiding Kenny and Sarita in the first place. Yet Clementine couldn't help but shiver as the cold winds blew across her bare skin.

"Here" came a voice from above her, she looked up to see Eddie offering a jacket to her, his eyes averted from her as he held his blue jacket at arm's length "I said I'd pay you back kid for saving my life and I know this doesn't compare... but... hell I can't just stand around a let a little girl freeze to death trying to sleep..."

"Thank you" she said shutting him up as she accepted the jacket and rolled it around herself, although it smelled funny, it warmed her up a great deal.

"Your welcome, sleep well" he told her as night descended upon the pen. Even with the jacket on it was still cold as Clementine knew she could only sleep and not help her friends get warmer. They wouldn't die... Carver had beaten them but he hadn't broke them.

Fallen, maybe.

Forsaken, never.