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Lee thought of an answer to Christa's question, should he be upfront or should he keep his past a secret? Ultimately, he decided to take his girlfriends advice and be honest, no matter their reactions. "I was uh.. A convicted murderer, on my way to prison before all this."

"Sweet, get any prison tats?" Omid joked, a giddy smile on his face.

"Didn't make it that far." Lee chuckled along with Omid, enjoying his light heartedness.

"I hope you've changed." Christa said, referring to the whole prison thing.

"Certainly have. The officer hit a walker on the highway and after a while I met Clementine. We've been together since." Lee explained, kneeling down next to the girl and smiling. She smiled back. Christa wasn't sure how to react.

"Well.. At least you're honest. I can respect that." Christa responded slowly, giving him a nod of approval.

"You ready to introduce us to your group?" Omid asked excitedly. Christa raised her brow at him.

"Sure thing, follow me down." Lee responded, slowly climbing down the ladder, the other three following him down. Once the three had safely gotten down, Kenny, Katjaa, Chuck and Mark moved closer to greet them. Carley and Duck stood back. "Guys, this is Omid and Christa."

An awkward silence enveloped the group, until Mark stepped up with his damaged hand, awaiting a handshake. "Welcome, I'm Mark."

"Woah, that's sick! How'd you lose em?" Omid recoiled, before his grimace was replaced by the happy grin.

"It's a long story. I could tell you somewhere more private, y'know, spare the kids." Mark gave a wink, already gaining an eye roll from Christa.

"Heck yeah!" Omid cheered.

"Alright, enough lollygagging. Lee, that train station over there might have some supplies. Get your bearings, then think about who you wanna bring with you to check it out. I'll hold down the fort."

"Sounds good to me. Ben, you're on lookout." Lee ordered.

"Yeah.. Sure." The teen sighed, climbing the train until he was on the top, sitting down with his face directed towards the tracks. Lee shook his head, making a mental note to check up on the kid later.

"I'd like to get to know the girl, if that's alright." Christa told Lee, Clem's face brightening up at the thought of attention.

"Sounds good to me. I'll go check up on everyone before I leave." Lee turned his back while Christa and Clem sat down on the grass, criss cross applesauce style. The leader approached Chuck first, watching the old man play his guitar. "Hey, Chuck, how you doing?"

"Eh, pretty good. A bit worried for Kat, but I think she'll warm up to the idea of her son becoming a fighter eventually." Chuck answered.

"She'll have to." Lee said, taking on a more stern tone.

"Maybe. Thanks for backing me up earlier." Charles replied, his eyes unmoving from his dusty hands on the strings of the instrument.

"Of course. You're right about the kids, they need to learn how to protect themselves."

"The boy, Duck. He's a natural. That scares me." Chuck sounded slower and gravelly than normal as he spoke those words, as if it hurt him to say it.

"Why?" Lee questioned.

"This world can change people. Don't let that kid get too into killing. Or, at least, someone should." Chuck shook his head, continuing to play.

"Agreed. I'll keep an eye out for him. Stay safe, Chuck."

"Will do." He replied, picking up his head to watch Lee disappear towards Kenny and Katjaa.

"Hey, guys. How you uh, holdin'-"

"You wanna know how we're holding up, Lee?" Kenny interrupted, his face turning to face the leader of the group.

"Ken, wait-" Kat tried to stop Kenny from going any further, but you know him. Always the stubborn time.

"Hell no! You made my wife cry, and I wanna know why!" Kenny started walking towards Lee, his eyebrows furrowed and his voice loud.

"Kenny, listen, you know what happened. You said you'd be fine with Chuck training Duck to use a gun." Lee explained, Katjaa becoming extremely

"You did? What the hell is wrong with you?" Katjaa asked angrily, a new emotion she rarely took on.

"I- that's what's bothering you?"

"Of course! You think I want my ten year old boy to shoot a gun?! Of course not!"

"Kat-" Kenny tried to interject similarly to her.

"No, you don't get it! You aren't the same, nothing is!" The manic mother started backing away.

Lee reached out for the woman but it was already too late, she walked away, back inside the train. Kenny growled, walking away from Lee to regain his composure. "I'm not sure what to say. Thanks for lookin' out for my boy." With that, Kenny walked inside the train after his wife. Lee shook his head and sighed, realizing that he should probably start heading out to the train station. Or, he could talk to Christa and Omid. After all, he did just meet them.

He nodded, thinking to himself that talking to the new guys would be a good idea. Approaching Christa and Clementine, he looked down at the two as they stopped their conversation to look back at him. "You interrogated this woman for us?" Lee humored Clem.

"She's very thorough." Christa answered for her.

"Yup!" Clem chirped.

"Have any alarm bells gone off yet?"

"Nope. She's okay." Clem replied in a slightly suspicious tone, getting a smile from the older woman.

"Glad to hear. Where did you guys come from?"

"San Francisco."

"Woah, a long way from home, huh?"

"I blame that one over there," Christa nodded towards Omid, rolling her eyes. "He wanted the great American road trip."

"He got a lot more than he bargained for."

"Exactly. Who the hell is even into civil war history, other than old white guys?" Christa asked with a shake of her head. Lee slowly raised his hand with a wide grin. "Well then, you two'll be thick as thieves."

"Well, I'm gonna head off to that train station. We don't have long until the walkers show up, and daylights burning."

"Be safe out there, it's better to bring someone with you in case things get hairy." Christa recommended, looking at the clouds in the sky. It looked to be about four or five in the afternoon.

"Right, that might be a good idea.."

Choices:

A: Bring no one

B: Bring Kenny

C: Brick Chuck

D: Bring Mark

E: Bring Carley

F: Bring Omid and Christa

G: Bring Duck

Relationships:

Clementine likes that you were honest with Omid and Christa. 9/10

Kenny just wants to move on, he's even more pissed than before. 6/10

Carley is your lover and main support unit. 10/10

Katjaa is sick of everything going on. 8/10

Duck is excited to use his skills in a real battle situation. 10/10

Chuck likes you and your group. 8/10

Ben still seems a bit off. 9/10

Mark is your best friend. 10/10

Omid seems like a cool guy and he appreciates your honesty. 7/10

Christa also appreciates your honesty, even if it's risky. She likes that you trusted her with that. 7/10

Andy St. John is still out there. 0/10

((I cant promise daily chapters, but I can promise that this series will never end. If it does, I will update you all in reviews. Thanks for sticking by!))