You're standing at the front gate. You have it wide open, watching the trees around the gate. You heard a single gunshot. Maybe it was Brooklyn just taking out a Walker, but she wouldn't shoot, would she? Maybe she's hurt, alone and dying, or maybe she's already dead.
Someone has snuck up behind you, and wrapped their arms around your stomach. You're assuming it's Clementine. She rests her chin on your shoulder, and stands there with you for a few moments before speaking.
Clem: I'm sure she's ok.
You: I should be checking.
Clem: If she got killed, then you wouldn't stand much of chance on your own out there either.
You: I'm just... Worried.
Clem: We can continue setting up. Take your mind off of it.
You: No, I'd rather watch for her.
Clem: Ok. Do you want me to stay here with you.
You: No, it's fine.
She waits a few seconds before responding. Probably figuring out what to say.
Clem: I'll stay anyway.
She lets go of you and steps beside you.
You: Thanks.
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Scout: Fuck.
He's moving through the trees, quickly and quietly. Keeping himself low, and dodging around trees and brush; jumping over fallen trees.
He stops, and rests his right hand on a tree. He's out of breath. He grabs the radio from his belt, turns a knob, presses a button, and softly speaks into it.
Scout: Amy?
No one responds. Nothing but white noise coming through the walkie talkie.
Scout: Amy?
He's says it louder, trying to get Amy's attention.
There's a click of a gun behind him.
Brooklyn: Found ya, fucker.
Scout: Easy.
He slowly raises his hands, keeping the radio in the left one.
Brooklyn: Who are you?
Scout: Just someone trying to survive.
Brooklyn: No shit. That's not what I asked.
Scout: Elliot... Witt.
Brooklyn: You hesitated.
Elliot: Well, you're pointing a gun at me.
Brooklyn: Who are you with?
Elliot: I'm by myself.
Brooklyn: Right. Why shouldn't I shoot you?
Elliot: I-
Amy: Jake?
Brooklyn: Who's that?
He doesn't respond. Brooklyn presses her gun against his head.
Elliot: Amy.
Amy: Jake are you there?
Brooklyn grabs the walkie talkie from Elliot and speaks.
Brooklyn: Amy?
There's no response for a few seconds.
Amy: Yes. Who is this?
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TWD: The Bounty Hunter (Clementine X Male Reader Book 2)
FanfictionAfter Y/N gets separated from the group three years prior; Brooklyn is distraught, and Clementine is on the verge of losing all the hope she has left. But Brooklyn has a lead, a bounty hunter with a good reputation. Maybe he could help her find Y/N...
