Walking Dead Game Collection

"Anything Always"

Title: Anything Always
Characters: Clementine, Gabe, Javier, Kate
Summary: While out exploring alone, Clementine is injured during a bandit raid and Gabe is the only one left to tend to her and bring her back to safety.
Author's Note: Inspired by a cute picture I saw on twitter a few days ago, I knew I needed to write a little drab. Enjoy some Gabentine on your feeds today.
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"Clem?" Gabe's hesitant voice filled the air, quickly glancing around to find the girl he had ventured out with. However, he didn't hear her voice when she went to respond. Instead, he captured a sharp intake of breath, and a desperate howl as she collapsed onto the forest floor.

His eyes widened in horror, screaming out the instant he saw the arrow protruding from her side. "Clem!" With a swift swing of his arm, the shovel he was gripping dug into the head of the walker nearest to him, causing it to fall dead to the floor. "Clem, don't move!"

"Gabe--"

Whatever she was about to say was silenced, however, when Gabe slashed another walker across the neck with the edge of his weapon, grunting in exhaustion. "Stay still. Focus on your breathing." He was so focused on clearing the immediate area of threats, he didn't get a chance to look her in the eye as he spoke.

Of course. It was just their luck that the one time they were able to go out by themselves not only were they bombarded by a swarm, but bandits decided to raid the area. Richmond had meant to explore smaller, more isolated and vacant towns for ages. They had meant to see if they were occupied or, even better, empty and up for raiding.

Clementine and Gabe, naturally, were given the town closest to Richmond in case anything went wrong.

"Gabe," Clementine breathed desperately, her breaths haggard and broken. "God, please help."

Oh boy how things had gone wrong.

"Don't worry Clem," Gabe backhanded another walker with his weapon, watching it crumple to the ground. "Just hang on for a bit longer. I have you covered."

Out of every other day she had seen him fight, every encounter with walkers they ever had, this was by far when Clementine had seen Gabe at his best. Left and right he was smacking them down, keeping a distant eye on the bandits that had quickly stormed through to merely cause havoc.

With a grunt, now having immediate threats cleared, he tossed his weapon to the ground and flipped to face the girl, not a second to spare. "Clem?" He knelt by her side, his eyes surveying her pained expression before lowering to study her wound. "Clem, oh my God." He couldn't contain the panic in his voice or the pain radiating from it.

An arrow was wedged perfectly into the side of her torso. Luckily it was far enough that it missed any major organs, but the pain and blood were all the same.

"Ugh, it hurts." The desperation in her voice was painfully evident, so much so that Gabe could feel the weight in his chest knowing he couldn't take it on for her.

Faint groans and gurgles sounded from the brush behind them. Clementine tensed, her expression flushing to one of panic, with his gaze of compassion switching as he studied her. She was glancing between him and the oncoming swarm as if she had assumed he was about to abandon her; leave her to fend for herself.

It was as if she had been through this before. The sight made his heart shatter.

He swept forwards, hoisting the girl into his arms and removing her from the ground. "Hold on."

"Gabe, wha--"

"I'm getting you out of here." His voice came out soft despite the panic he emitted. As he spoke, she could feel the vibrations from his voice humming in his chest, the one her head had found refuge against. "Clem?"