Walking Dead Game Collection

"Bringing High Water"

Title: Bringing High Water
Characters: Clementine, Louis, AJ
Summary: When adventuring to Louis' favourite quiet spot on a 'date,' Louis, Clem and AJ encounter a bear. In the process of getting AJ as far away from it as possible, Clem falls into the water and Louis needs to fish her out and keep her warm.
Author's Note: this isn't a request I literally had a dream about this and just REALLY wanted to write it lol
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"Come on, you guys are gonna love it."

Clem rolled her eyes, but played along as Louis tugged at her wrist, pulling her deeper along the riverside at the edge of the woods. Ahead of them trotted AJ, splashing occasionally at the edge of water, watching the little waves that rippled out from beneath him. "How much farther do we need to walk?"

"Not too much farther now, I promise."

Clem smirked, her playful gaze settling on the genuine excitement bubbling from Louis. Suddenly, any tension at what a big chunk of the day their adventure was going to cost them vanished. For Louis' enjoyment, and for AJ's wonder, whatever it was he was so eager to show them would be worth it.

Louis had promised Clem only a few days prior that he had the perfect date planned for them. As per the usual whenever they planned a 'date,' Clem asked if it was a 'W' or a 'WO' date — their code for 'with' or 'without' AJ. Luckily for all of them, this one was a W.

"Please bring him. I think he's gonna love what I have planned."

"Really?" Clem had asked.

"Really."

Clem would be lying if Louis' genuine excitement to include AJ didn't make her heart to soar. He was so accommodating to the both of them and was so phenomenal with AJ. AJ adored him to bits, and she could tell Louis felt the same about him.

"Okay, okay, we're close."

AJ jumped, all attention previously stuck on the river shifting to the male at their side as he trotted to be closer to the two.

Louis popped himself into a small brush with a man made path — one of worn down grass and frequently pushed-aside bushes — and wandered down a short, but dark, forest trail. As the path began to get lighter, and as he pushed aside the last of the bushes needed to reach their destination, Clem went breathless.

It was a dock — one amazingly well maintained despite the circumstances. It was clean, and sturdy, and had a shelter over the first half and an open section toward the edge. Back in the day, it was where people would've sat to fish.

"I come here to write music sometimes," Louis said. "You know, when the school gets too loud."

Clementine completely understood.

AJ immediately trotted down the rocks at the side of the dock, admiring the silky water and slew of moss stuck to the edges of everything in its grasp. He watched the twirling of fish, the distant chirping of birds, and the hum of crickets lurking nearby.

This is what nature felt like. A nature that AJ had been deprived of ever being able to experience, and a nature that Clementine had so dearly missed.

"How often do you come here?" Clem asked, arms crossing.

"Well, I used to come here every couple days. A few times a week."

Clem's brows furrowed. "That much?"

"You know Ericson. It's nuts over there."

Clem gave a smile of understanding. "So, when did that change?"