A/N OMG HOLY CRAP THANK YOU GUYS FOR THE POSITIVE REVIEWS! I honest to God thought this was terrible, and I planned on deleting the next day. But I won't. Okay, let me say a few things beforehand. This story will be multiple more chapters. I'm gonna bring (almost) every in, so just look out for that.

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"... also known as Kenny."

Clementine felt dizzy.

Gavin waited for her to shake his hand, but she didn't move. She just stared at it awkwardly.

"Um..." Gavin muttered, retracting his hand. "...never mind."

She slowly backed away, speechless. Reaching for her gun, but unable to find it. She bit her lip nervously.

"Who... Where... Are..." She stuttered.

suddenly, Clementine heard a creak behind her. She spun around, but to see a handsome man with brown hair and a smooth face walk in, texting on his phone. He looked up to see The blonde woman making eye contact with him immediatly.

"Melissa? you know where they keep the- holy shit."

His gaze fell on Clementines scared face. His eyes widened, knowing full well that this was not a costume.

She gasped.

Clementine knew that voice from anywhere, but she didn't know this face...

"..L-Luke?"

That did her In. She couldn't handle it.

She passed out for the second time.

...

Scott and the girl stared at each other for a couple seconds after, before Dave saw the girl-Clementine- start to reel backwards. He knew what was happening.

"...Aw,shit." Scott Porter cursed, trying to catch her falling form. But he wasn't fast enough.

Dave Fennoy lunged forward and caught her instead.

People started whispering as Dave lifted the limp eleven-year-old girl up in his arms. Awkwardly carrying her over to his associates.

"Er... Now what?" Scott mumbled.

Dave didn't answer. He was memorized by her face, unable to process the fact that he was actually HOLDING Clementine. Not just looking at her or speaking to her, but HOLDING her.

How is this possible? How is he actually holding Clementine, HIS Clementine?

Or at least his characters Clementine...

Dave felt annoyed by all the mumbling going on around him, and he began brushing people aside, working his way to the break room.

"Everyone, move." He demanded.

And everyone did.

He pushed his way into the room, using his back to open the push door.

He glanced around, and noticed a nearby couch. He carried Clementine over to it, and set her down. Making sure she was as comfortable as possible.

he was just laying her hands down on her sides when he heard the door open again. He turned to see Melissa Hutchison standing in the door way.

"Hey, Dave." She said. "Can I see her...?"

Dave nodded, moving to the side. Besides, she IS Technically her.

Melissa came and kneeled next to the unconscious Clementine.

"Wow... How the hell..." Melissa trailed off, awestruck as she felt the brim of Clementines signature 'D' hat. Making sure she wasn't hallucinating.

"I know..." Dave agreed in his deep voice.

Melissa just stared. She stared at Clementine face, completely speechless. Here she was, a VIDEO GAME character, living, before them.

the took a minute to stare.

"what do we do when she was wakes up?" Dave asks. Braking the silence.

Melissa looked in deep thought for a moment, before turning to Dave.

"I think... You should go back with the others. When she wakes, I'll do my best to explain, besides, I know her better than anyone else here."

Dave looked disappointed.

Melissa smiled, "I know she's your sweet pea, Lee, but you can come see her once she's calmed down. You saw how she acted out there."

Dave made an annoyed snort.

Melissa shrugged, "come check on us in thirty minutes, Kay?"

Dave nodded in agreement. That sounded like the best plan to him.

reluctantly nodding and stealing one last glance at Clementines little face, he exited the room. Carefully shutting the door behind him.

...

"Clem."

"Clementine!"

"ah!"

Clementine lifted her head to look right into then eyes of her former guardian. Lee sat comfortably on the couch beside her.

"Where am I...? Lee...?" She stuttered quietly.

Lee gave her a sympathetic look.

"It's just a bad dream, sweet pea."

Clementine glanced around her, looking at everything in the RV. Was this the real, real world?

Lee gave her a slight smile. "Want to tell me what it was about?"

He waited, she looked sadly at her hands.

"Duck...?"

Clementine glanced over towards the front seats, seeing Katjaa, Kenny, and duck sitting peacefully.

"He's... Bit." She breathed, as the flow of memories came back to her.

"maybe. We don't know how this works yet." Lee said. Shrugging. "Maybe it's like a cold."

Clementine stiffened.

"His moms a doctor, maybe she can help him."

Clementine shook her head.

"He's going to die, I know it." She whispered.

Lee looked surprised at her.

"you don't know that." He stated.

Clementine looked down. Holding back tears. Just talking to Lee was hard.

"...Lee?" She asked after a moment of silence.

Lee looked down at her, waiting.

"Hm?"

"It's about my dream..." She said.

Lee nodded, turning to look at her to prove that he was listening.

Clementine didn't know what to tell him.

"um... You... You died." She breathed. "You got bit by a walker. And I... I... I had to..."

she began to break down in tears, reliving those terrible memories.

Lee gave her a sad look.

"aw, Clem. Don't worry, sweetie. That's not going to happen to me. i promise."

Hearing that made Clementine cry even harder. Snuggling closer to Lee for the sake of feeling his warmth and smelling his comforting scent. She dug her face into his blue shirt.

"Clementine, sometimes situations and people don't always make sense. Like that situation involving your dream." He soothed, rubbing he back. "But I assure you, it's going to be okay."

they sat there for a few moments.

"Lee? Promise me something." Clementine sniffled. Breaking the silence

Lee nodded. "What?"

Clementine pulled away, took a deep, shaky breathe, and looked at Lee.

"promise me you won't leave me."

Lee smiled and ruffled her hat. Affectionately.

"oh, I wouldn't do that. I promise."

...

"Eergh..." Clementine groaned.

Melissa woke with a start, to see the eleven year old roll over, rubbing her eyes.

"hey, hey." Melissa soothed, trying to prevent a panic attack from happening again.

"don't worry, you're safe."

Clementine looked at her with her light, golden eyes, and Melissa was just amazed. She was standing IN FRONT of Clementine, and she got to see those brilliant eyes in person.

"who are you?" Clementine questioned. She glanced around. Confused again.

"well, technically, i AM you." Melissa answered.

Clementine looked puzzled.

Then, a knock on the door.

"May I come in?"

Dave!

The look on Clementines face was indescribable. Melissa saw the tension in her shoudler arise, and the widening of her eyes. Breathing hard, her hands gripped the sofa until her knuckles turned white. Her gaze shot towards the door. She knew that voice anywhere.

The door handle turned, and opened.