It's nighttime as you arrive at the farm with Glenn, T-Dog, and Clementine. You have your handgun holstered at your side but keep your hand above it. Glenn holds his shotgun and Clementine has her pistol out.
Glenn: So do we ring the bell or....?
T-Dog: We're past that, being considerate and all.
The four of you walk up the stairs where you see a woman sitting on the porch.
???: Did you close the gate up the road when you drove in?
Glenn: Uh, hi. Yes....we closed it.
T-Dog: Look, we're here to help. If you need anything.
She notices the cut on his arm.
You: It's not a bite, ma'am. He cut himself pretty badly.
???: We'll take a look at it. Come on in.
The four of you follow the lady into the house, where in the next room you see Carl on a bed being treated by an older man. Rick and Lori sit beside the bed.
Glenn: Hey.
Rick looks up.
Rick: Hey.
You: We're here. Okay?
Lori: Thank you.
Clementine: Whatever you need.
They both nod, as you leave the room.
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Patricia and Maggie continued treating T-Dog's injury as he groaned in pain.
Patricia: You got here right on time. Whoever this Merle Dixon is saved your life with the Doxycycline. Is he a friend?
Clementine: No, ma'am. He's no longer with us. His brother gave us the antibiotics.
T-Dog continued to squirm.
You: Come on, dawg. I know this ain't going to be the one thing that makes you cry.
He lets out a weak chuckle.
T-Dog: Fuck you.
You get up from your seat and look at Maggie.
You: Mind if I sit in the living room?
Maggie: No, go ahead.
You give a nod, and go over to the sofa. You sit on it, and Clementine follows and sits on the seat across from you.
Clementine: This is a nice place isn't it?
You look around the room.
You: Land looks untouched. I almost can't believe it.
You then start rubbing your head, and putting your face into your hands.
Clementine: You okay?
You: It's Carl....and Sophia....everything. Feels like yesterday we were eating fish fry around a campfire.
You chuckle as you remember the lover's quarrel joke Shane said about you and Clementine.
Clementine: Oh yeah, Jim knocked you across the face with a shovel that day.
You: You were scared, don't deny it. You ran over like 'omg! omg!'.
Clementine: I do not sound like that.
The two of you continue to laugh as Shane runs in the house carrying bags. Patricia, Maggie, Hershel, and Rick run up to him.
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Into The Fray | TWD (Male Reader x Clementine)
FanfictionIn the onset of the zombie outbreak, recent high school graduate Y/N /LN has to do what he can to survive. In a state away from any family or friends that he knows of, he stumbles upon a group of survivors who are trying to get by as well. One perso...
