"Well.. I guess we could use some more water. We are running a bit low. Chuck, mind grabbing the jerry can in the house? Brie can have the last of our gas." Lee asked the old man.

"You betcha." Chuck responded, heading inside. Omid stuck by the door in case this was a trap, though he did trust Brie, she seemed nice.

"Thanks.. And again, I'm sorry they tried to do that. Do you.. Uh.." Brie's eyes were directed at Lee's nub, blood soaking the gauze wrapped around it.

"What is it?" Lee questioned, having a bit of an idea what she wanted to know about.

"Your arm. It's only been a day and I just wanted to know.. How?" Brie watched as Lee stared at the former left arm of his, sighing as she passed him her bottles of water. She had around twelve, which fit into Lee's seemingly infinite backpack.

"Clementine wasn't in her room, so I went poking around for her. I found her hat outside, just lying on the grass.. I went to pick it up and that's when I heard her walkie talkie outside on the sidewalk. I reached for it and got bit." Lee explained, the memories flashing before his eyes. What a nightmare.

"So you cut the arm off?" Brie asked, receiving a nod from Lee. "Well, I hope it worked."

"You're tellin' me." Lee agreed, shaking his head as he looked at the floor.

"Here ya go." Chuck said, appearing from the house. He handed Brie the gas.

"Well, I'm off. Good luck." She turned back, heading out where she came in.

"You too." With that she left, closing the shed doors behind her.

We return to Molly, Carley and Christa, who have just made it out of the morgue. On the rooftop now, all they can hear aside from the wind are the abundance of walkers on the ground. Approaching the edge of the rooftop, they finally get to see just how many there really are. Thousands. Literal thousands.

"Wow.. Y'know, those things rarely scare me, but.." Molly shivered, cringing at how many there were below them, how loud they were.

"God.. I hope Clementine is okay. She's out there, somewhere, in the middle of all this." Christa lamented, folding her arms with worry.

"That's exactly why we're here." Carley said.

"Too bad we were wrong." Molly muttered.

"Well, if we can still get down from here without being mauled, I think we'll have a good chance of asking Lee about her position." The reporter defended, knowing they could get Clem back.

Christa suddenly started coughing into her fist, her eyes watering. "You okay?"

"I'm fine.. I think it's just allergies." Christa explained, sniffling whilst wiping her tears away. "Must be that shit the walkers are kicking up."

"Allergies? That's funny. People used to get those." Carley replied with a smirk.

"Lot less funny in Crawford. Woulda shot you on sight if you said that." Molly paused for a second before adding to her sentence. "Oh, by the way, I was in Crawford. Long story, but fuck that place."

"That.. Makes a lot of sense." Carley was kinda stunned, but it wasn't that big of a deal. Good thing Kenny's not here, he'd be pissed for sure.

"We all got secrets then, huh?" Christa let out a nostril breath. The other two stared at each other in confusion. Was Christa hiding something?

"Sure we do. I knew Lee was a convicted murder before anyone in our last group." Carley boasted.

"Damn, he didn't tell me that. Pretty sick though." The three shared a bit of a laugh before Carley noticed a church bell not too far away, maybe around twenty feet from the hospital.

"Molly, you see that bell tower? Do you think if we were to make enough noise, we could distract the walkers and make our escape?" Carley asked, knowing the girl was great at parkour.

"Oh hell yeah, can I ring the bell?" Molly asked excitedly.

"Sure, knock yourself out. I'll find a way down, Christa can catch you in case you don't make it back." Carley suggested, beginning to walk around the space for a stairwell or climbable ladder.

"Psht, watch me." Molly stated confidently, slowly backing away from the edge before she felt she had enough space to get momentum.

"Be careful, okay?" Christa advised.

"Yeah, yeah, I will! Trust me, I'm great at this stuff. Right, Hilda?" Molly asked her hook. Christa stared at her weirdly. Finally, Molly started sprinting, her heart pounding in her ears. She jumped off the edge, clinging the edge of Hilda to a stray brick whilst her feet were stapled to two underneath her. Christa was shocked, her mouth agape and her eyes wide.

"Holy shit! Can you make that?!" Christa yelled.

"Y-yeah! Hold on a second!" Molly began hoisting herself up very slowly, one brick to the next. In the time it took her to climb up, Carley had found a staircase they could descend from.

"Guys, I found a way down!" Carley shouted to her friends. They didn't answer so Carley approached Christa. Molly had finally climbed the tower and was now taking a breather.

"I.. Did.. It!" She heaved, catching her breath on the floor.

"I'll be damned, she's got some moves." Christa stated.

"Mark wasn't joking." Carley murmured to herself, looking at the sky to acknowledge her late friend.

Molly got up eventually, finding the rope that rang the bell. She quickly grabbed and tossed it, causing the bell to wail loudly, swinging from side to side. Even Lee and his group could hear it. Every walker in the area began trotting toward the sound as the female athletic grabbed Hilda once again. "Back up, I gotta jump back." The adrenaline in her system should save her from falling too far down or otherwise hurting herself. She stepped back, gaining enough space to leave room for momentum.

Then she started running, jumping at the edge with Hilda in her arms. She barely hit the edge of the hospital's roof, saving her from a violent death. Christa and Carley pulled her up. "Thanks.." She said, panting once again.

"Of course. Now, come on. We gotta get out of here and quick." Carley ordered, helping Molly to her feet. The group ran off the roof and down the stairs, the walkers clearing the path for them. The walk home was silent in case they were being followed or there were any walkers who didn't hear the bell around. A couple were around but they were just approaching the bell from afar. They only had to kill one walker near the house with Molly's hook, so it was smooth sailing. Upon opening the back shed, they found the boat gone and Lee, Chuck and Omid. Kenny must have already left then.

"Carley! You're okay." Lee opened up his arms. His shirt was still covered in dry blood. Carley ran into his chest and embraced him fully.

"Lee! God I fucking missed you. You were out and I was just so busy in my mind, concerning you and Clem. I love you." Carley said to her lover, her left hand embracing his right.

"I.. Love you too, Car." They stared at each other for a while before kissing, causing Chuck and Molly to fake gag as they fist bumped. Christa wrapped her arms around Omid and nuzzled his nose eskimo style.

"Your leg feeling any better?" She asked gently.

"Yeah, way better. Thanks, babe." Omid confirmed, smiling at his girlfriend.

"We don't have Clementine.. That guy you were talking about on the radio has her, not Vernon." Carley

"I figured. Can I have the talkie back?" Lee asked, leaving his hand out for her to give it to him.

"Sure." Carley said with a smile, placing it in his hand. It still smelled like her. None of them smelled good considering no showers, but Clem naturally smelled decent.

"Vernon was here, by the way. He was planning on stealing the boat, and Clementine." Lee notified.

"I told you, bad vibes from that asshole." Carley said, shaking her head.

"He didn't cause much trouble, he left after he learned we didn't have either." Chuck assured.

"Oh, and that stranger mentioned that you might know where he's got Clementine. Do you have an idea of where that might be?" Carley quizzed.

"Well, she said her parents were staying at the Marsh House. Maybe there? Then again, it can't be that obvious." Lee guessed, shrugging. "All I know is that we NEED to get to her, and fast."

"I guess we should- What the hell..?" Christa stopped herself, noticing something terrifying just outside their walls. Walkers began walking by the house, growling at the thought of their next meal, at the bell tower. Fortunately for the soulless cannibals, they turned at just the right time to find six adult humans, sitting ducks. They began banging on the fence that guarded the group, some trying to open the front gate and shed.

"Everyone, inside!" Lee demanded, rushing to the front door. After everyone came in, they slammed the door, locking it the conventional way.

"There's fifty of those fuckers out there!" Christa yelled, backing slowly away from the door.

"How the hell.." Lee muttered, shocked that they were just suddenly ambushed.

"The bell! They heard the bell and were passing by, saw us and now.." Carley blurted out, taking her glock out from her jeans.

"Well, we should be fine in here, right?" The gate opened outside, the sound of walkers groaning coming closer. "Guess not." Molly finished.

"Everybody stay calm! Lee, do you have any ideas?" Omid asked their leader. Everybody drew their weapons, ready to follow any order.

Choices:

A: Hide immediately

B: Defend the house by barricading and fighting the walkers.

Relationships:

Clementine is still out there, we need to find her. 9/10

Chuck is satisfied with your trading choice. 10/10

Omid likes that you decided on trading with Brie, the more supplies the better after all. 9/10

Molly is ready to do whatever you need her to do. 9/10

Christa will do anything to get Clementine back. 9/10

The stranger is still out there, with Clem. 3/10

((Question of the chapter: Who do you think will make a return in season 2? Anybody you wanna see in particular?))