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Clementine continued to stare at the far wall.

Dave scratched the back of his head. Uncertain what to say.

"it's... Er, Good to see you again... technically." Dave tried, waiting for an answer. Clementine moved, but only slightly.

she didn't repond, it was as if she was in deep thought.

"hey, I know this is hard to understand, but... I need you to hear me out... Clem."

Clementine started shaking again. Crying into her hands. She couldn't take it. Hearing his voice was taking a toll on her.

Dave Sighed.

"let's talk together, just me and you. um... How about a car ride? I have to take you to the hospital anyways, so you... Can tell me whatever you need to."

Clementine looked up slightly.

Dave waited. Then, he gently offered a hand towards Clementine. Careful not to frighten her.

She slowly lifted her head to gaze at his comforting face. He smiled down at her in a friendly manner, hoping for the best.

and to his delight and to his surprise, she slowly outstretched her hand, hesitantly. She followed his hand up to his arm and to his face with her eyes. Uncertainty. Tears stained her cheeks as doubt filled her gaze.

"it's okay," he said.

And she took his hand. Squeezing it.

He widened his eyes in surprise, and he lookd at her.

she took her other hand and wiped her nose and eyes. Before setting it down and moving to her knees. She looked up at Dave with a now hope-filled gaze.

And she smiled.

He helped her to her feet.

"let's go... Be careful, okay? I don't want you to reopen that bullet wound."

She nodded slowly and released her hand from his. She seemed hesitant, like she didn't want to let go. Then, she pressed her hand gently on her wound.

"Let's go. Stay close to me."

She flinched at those words.

"oh, shit, I mean- when we get outside. My car is out there, and people are bound to recognize you... I don't want you getting lost, or scared, or... Or..."

she nodded.

"I know." She stated plainly. 'You don't have to explain."

He offered his hand to her again, hoping for her to take it.

and she silently rejected it.

Dave sighed in disappointment, before escorting her towards the door. He draped a blanket that he had grabbed before barging in around her shoulders. She didn't say or do anything in response.

He opened the door, and she looked up underneath the bill of her cap, with her shoulder hunched over, holding the blanket so that it stayed wrapped around her, to see more people than before, all eyes trained on her. People were holding cameras, and they were aimed at the door, where they stood.

Suddenly, lights and cameras started clicking and flashing. Clementine squinted and blocked the lights with her good arm.

"What are they doing?" She whimpered.

Who the hell told the media about them?!

everyone started talking at once, asking questions and pushing forward, sticking cameras and microphones at her face. Flashes of people trying to get pictures of the famed video game character. She looked terrified. Her eyes wide as her eyes flicked back in forth at the seemingly endless group of people. She cringed.

"Are you THE Clementine?"

"how did you get here?"

"Do you know what happened?"

"do you know where you are?"

Clementine through her hands to her ears.

"Stop! Stop! Please, make it stop!" She pleaded. Some murmuring joined in with the droning noise.

Dave felt something rising in him. Anger, who did these people think they were? Coming at her like this? It was bullshit!

Why did he feel so overprotective over her?

"get away from her! Where is your sense of sympathy? Get the hell away!" Dave yelled. He protectively sheilded the still shaking Clementine from the cameras and reporters. Anyone who got to close he pused away. Literally. One camera man who put the camera directly in Clementines face ended up on his ass, his camera shattered into dozens of pieces on the floor beside him.

Clementine cringed in fear at the many, many people Who were invading her personal space.

"JUS LEAVE HER ALONE, GODAMMIT!" A voice yelled.

Dave turned to see Scott Porter pushing his way through the crowds, with Gavin hot on his heels. They reached Clementne side and helped block her from the rest of the paparazzi.

Finally, they got her to the front door. Where they opened the doors and let her out first. Gavin balled his hands into fists and turned to block the people from following.

"Get the fuck outta here!" He yelled. People flinched. Others jot what he said down on notepads.

Dave ushered Clementine towards a blue Toyota truck. It wasn't his, but the company let people borrow it from time to time. Right then, they needed to get out of this hell hole as fast as they could, so it was as good a time as any.

Dave assited Clem down to the truck, and then jumped into them front seat. Scott to tossed him the keys and opened the passenger side door for Clementine. Gavin kept an eye out.

Clementine climbed into the truck and curled up in the leather seat, covering her self with the blanket even though it felt like a million degrees outside. Considering her large ski jacket and her woolen blanket. After she got comfortable, Scott buckled her seat belt and shut the door. Getting out of the way so they could drive.

Dave sped the car backwards and out into the street. Once there, he switched the gears and went down the steers, far away from any prying eyes and eager cameras.

Breathing hard and seething in silent anger, Dave turned to look down at Clementine. She looked absouloutly traumatized. Her eyes were wide golden circles off Fear. She literally shaking. Shaking in fear.

She turned to look at Dave, huddled in the seat.

"W-what just h-happened?" She asked.

He sighed, turning his attention back to the road.

"that, Clementine, is called the media."

she sat silent.

"then I h-hate the m-media."

Dave started laughing.

"me too, sweet pea."

they both froze. Clementines head snapped over to look at Dave. Astonishment and surprise in her gaze.

Dave felt the same way.

"oh, shit, Clementine. I'm sorry. It just came out. I shouldn't of-"

He was surprised when he realized that Clementine was smiling up at him.

"it's okay... I like it when you call me that."

Dave made a side glance of surprise down at Clementine. She gave him the cutest grin ever. Her golden eye reflected something joyous. Something Dave couldn't place his finger on.

"okay, Clem, I will."

and what made him gasp was when she unbuckled her seat belt, slid over next to Dave, and embraced him. Dave pulled the truck over. She cried into his shirt. Her nails dug into the fabric of his sweatshirt. But Dave barely noticed. he hugged her back, astonished that she was hugging him, but thankful all the same. Dave pulled her in close as she wept tears of joy.

"Lee..." She whimpered. Dave didn't bother to correct her.

"it's okay, sweet pea, it's okay."

...

"I missed you, Lee. so, so much."

at that moment, Dave felt the barrier between the two become a little smaller.