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Fem!Reader x TWDG Luke - Part 2.

All That Remains | Locked away

23yo , Fem!Reader , slow burn , long plot , reader is in place of young Clementine .

Fandom: The Walking Dead Game, Season 2 Reader pronouns: She/Her

Wc. 6.7K

Warning: Brief indications of SA.

A/N: Things involving Luke will now start to pick up.

IN THIS EPISODE | Comfort, no romance, cute Luke x reader interactions.

PREVIOUSLY ON TWD:

Y/N: We need to find a group. People we can trust. We've been on our own for too long.

Christa: Trust? You think you can trust someone out here? Not now. Not anymore.

Stranger: Out here alone? In the middle of nowhere? But we haven't met anyone yet. How many people are you with?

Christa: I'm by myself!

Christa, run!

Christa, are you there?

"Sam". Well, nice to meet you, Sam.

Oh my God. Thank you! Look, Sam, a can!

It's okay. He's dead. Look, you can see the bite. Looks like he tried to cut it out.

But that never works...

I guess you're pretty hungry too.

Here ya go.

Hey! Don't eat it all.

I'm... I'm sorry, Sam.

Stranger: I'm out! Grab her, let's go!

Now, on The Walking Dead:

ManWithBow: I'm out! Grab her, let's go!

ManWithMachete: Come on, girl. We gotta get.

The man with the machete picks me up and carries me in his arms. They run through the forest past the approaching walkers. Once they outrun the threat, they slow down.

ManWithBow: I think... I think we're safe.

ManWithMachete: Yeah... yeah, we're good. Hey, you alright...?

Y/N: I... I think so.

ManWithBow: What are you doing out here?

ManWithMachete: Where are the, uh... the people you're with?

ManWithBow: I don't want them thinkin' we're doin' anything but tryin' to help you. Hmm... not sure how the group is gonna feel about another mouth to feed.

Y/N: My friend and I got attacked.

They will remember that.

ManWithBow: Hmm... these folks mention what they were after?

Y/N: They might've just wanted food. We were cooking some sort of weasel.

ManWithMachete: They attacked you for a weasel? Damn. That is low.

ManWithBow: They might've attacked you for a different reason. Were these a group of men?

I nod my head yes.

ManWithBow: Yeah... Usually men like that- ... They might not have wanted the weasel.

My stomach turns remembering that moment. I was almost caught by that man. God knows what he would have done... What... could have happened to Christa. I start to tear up and become visibly upset.

ManWithMachete: Lets not think about that, okay? And trust that we're not trying to do anything similar... Anyways- They didn't mention any names, right? They weren't searching for anybody?

I shake my head no and try to calm myself.

ManWithBow: Hmm.

Luke: Well, I'm Luke, and this is Pete.

Pete: Hey there.

Y/N: Hi. I'm Y/n.

Luke: It's nice to meet you, Y/n. For now, we're gonna take you back to our group, okay? We got a doctor with us, and you look like you could use some-- ... Oh, shit...

Luke notices the blood on my sleeve and nearly drops me. He readjusts his grip on me, and gently places me on my feet as he stares at my arm wide-eyed.

Pete: What? What is it?

Luke: She's... she's been bit, man. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, what are we gonna do here?

Pete: Hmm...

Y/N: No! It was a dog!

Pete: I didn't see any dog, Y/n.

Luke: Come on, look, we just saw you with those lurkers back there!

Pete: I can't remember the last time I saw a dog.

Luke: So what do we do now?

They talk to each other as if I'm not standing right in front of them.

Y/N: No! Guys it really was a dog! I'm not lying!

Luke: Look, I want to believe you... but I gotta believe my own two eyes first... and I didn't see no dog around.

Y/N: No! It was from before!

Pete: Hmm... alright. Let's see it.

Luke: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, watch yourself.

I glare at Luke.

Luke: Hey, don't look at me like that! You're the one that's bit here, okay?

Pete helps me roll up my sleeve.

Y/N: See?

Luke: Is it, uh... is it like she says?

Pete: Hmm... well, could be a dog. Hard to say. So where'd this "dog" go? The one that did this.

Luke: Now, what... what does this matter, Pete? Seriously.

Pete: I wanna know how believable her story is.

Y/N: I... I killed it.

Luke: What? Really? A dog shows up and bites you and you just kill it?

Pete: What would you have done?

Luke: I don't know!

Y/N: It attacked me! I had to fight it off, and then... It got impaled on some spikes. We were at a campsite, so I believe it fell on top of some tent stakes... Seriously guys. I ended his suffering!

Luke: That's... That's a lot to take in. Are you really not making this up?

Pete: Y/n? You tellin' us the truth? You look me in the eyes when you answer.

Y/N: Yes.

Pete: Hmm. Alright, Y/n. That's good enough for me.

Luke: Sigh. Yeah but, what else was she gonna say?

Pete: I've got a good bullshit detector, Luke. That's why you can never beat me at poker.

Luke: scoffs You don't always beat me at... Alright, how can you be sure? I want to believe her but... y'know after everything- Nick ain't gonna like this... Not with what happened to--

Pete: You don't have to remind me of that, boy.

Luke: Right. Sorry, sir.

Pete pats Luke's shoulder.

Pete: Come on. Y/n, are you feelin' alright?

Y/N: I'm fine. Just... tired.

Luke: I'd carry you the rest of the way but... I'm sure you understand.

Y/N: Don't worry about...

That's when my head feels tingly, and my vision slowly fades black.

Luke: Ah, shit.

I eventually wake up on the ground... There's a whole group of people gathered around me. They're all arguing with each other.

ManWithRifle: Don't you tell me that! Not with what fuckin' happened.

PregnantWoman: Would someone mind telling me what the fuck is going on here?

Pete: Now hold on, Rebecca.

ManWithRifle: We got this, don't worry.

Rebecca: Like hell you do. Did anyone even think to ask where she came from? For all we know, she could be working with Carver!

Pete: She already told us that she and her friend were attacked. Then she was bitten by a dog.

Rebecca: What? And you just believed her? You should've put her out of her misery right there. Dog bite, my ass.

Y/N: I'm not wor--

The man with the rifle fires at the ground near me. I gasp and freeze in place. The shot was inches away from me. But by the look of it, I don't think he intended to shoot at me...

HeavyMan: What the...?

Pete rips the gun out of his hands.

Pete: Keep your finger off the trigger, boy!

Luke opens the door and runs outside to join the rest of the group.

Luke: Whoa, whoa, what the fuck Nick?!

Rebecca: You idiot! Every lurker for five miles probably heard that!

Nick: You're the one tellin' me to fuckin' shoot her!

HeavyMan: Everybody, just calm down for a second!

Luke: Y/n, you okay?

Y/N: I'm not... I'm not working for anyone. I don't know what you're talking about. I just need help.

Luke: We got a doctor right here, okay? He'll have a look. Now what the hell is wrong with you people?! Okay, she's just scared!

Rebecca: We're all scared, Luke. Don't act like we're the ones being irrational 'cause we don't buy this bullshit story.

Nick: No way she survived out here on her own! Why are we even arguing about this?!

Another man joins the group.

ManWithAccent: Let me take a look.

I draw back and away from the man in fear as he promptly heads towards me.

Luke: It's okay. Go ahead. He's a doctor.

I roll up my sleeve.

HeavyMan: Damn, that must've hurt.

The doctor inspects the wound.

Doctor: Hmm. Whatever it was, it got you good.

Nick: This isn't how we do things, man. When you're bit, you get put down. End of story. I'm not going through this again.

Luke: No one's suggestin' that.

Pete: We could take her arm off.

I gasp. Immediately, I think of Lee, and how it didn't work for him...

Rebecca: It won't do any good. You'll just be makin' it worse for the girl.

HeavyMan: It's crazy. No one's gonna volunteer to do that.

Luke: I would. If it means saving her life.

Nick: Then what? How would we know it worked?

Luke: I- L-Let's just let Carlos have a look first!

I stare sadly at Luke, in hopes to appeal to him. He seems to have a good say in things.

Luke: Hey, look I'm on your side. I'm trying my best here.

A girl from inside the cabin opens the front door and peeks through it.

Girl: Who's she?

Carlos: Sarah, what'd I say? Stay inside.

Sarah closes the door.

Y/N: I don't mean to be any trouble. I just want to stop the bleeding and then I'll go. You'll never see me again, I promise.

Carlos: And where exactly would you go?

Y/N: To find my friend Christa.

Nick: Forget it. You won't get five feet.

Luke: Look, I may be in the minority here, but my gut tells me she's telling the truth. It probably is just a dog bite. Probably...

Nick: Of course you want to believe it. I'm sure you've got plenty of ideas in your head about her.

Luke: What? Shut the fuck up man? She's a kid! The fuck is wrong with you?

I look up at Luke with confusion.

Y/N: I'm not a kid?...

Nick: There ya go.

Luke: You're?- Man doesn't matter she's a small girl who is HURT. That's not how I'm thinkin' right now.

I'm still lost at what they're talking about, but I just forget about it.

Carlos gets up and returns to the group.

HeavyMan: So? What do you think?

Nick: Was it a lurker?

Carlos: A bite like that... could be anything. Only one way to find out.

Pete: How?

Carlos: We wait.

Rebecca: What?!

Carlos: By tomorrow morning, if the fever's set in, we'll know if she's gonna turn. In the meantime, we can lock her in the shed.

Y/N: What about my arm? It needs to get cleaned, and stitched, and bandaged!

Luke: The girl's in bad shape, Carlos.

HeavyMan: We have all that stuff inside the cabin, we could probably get by with...

Rebecca: Alvin, please...

Alvin: But, yeah, we can't do nothing.

Carlos: I'm not wasting supplies on a lurker bite. If it turns out you're telling the truth, I'll clean it and stitch it up for you in the morning.

Y/N: But...

Carlos walks away. I shudder... Just thinking about the night I'm going to have... No way I'll survive it!

Luke: I'm sorry. It's the best we're gonna get.

Pete offers the rifle to Nick, and he grabs it out of his hands.

Pete: Finger off the trigger, son.

Nick: I ain't your son.

Luke: Don't be like that, man.

Pete: It's alright. Boy's got his mom's temper.

Nick: Come on.

Nick, Luke, and I walk away.

Rebecca: This is just a waste of time. You'll see. And when she turns, I ain't gonna be the one cleanin' up the shed.

As we're walking, I'm holding my arm in pain.

Luke: Look, hold out the best you can, Y/n. And we'll see what's what in the morning.

We reach the shed; Luke opens the door and we exchange a sad glance. I walk into the shed and Luke closes the doors behind me. I can hear Luke and Nick talking from outside the door.

Luke: Why are we doing this? It's so dumb. It looked like a dog bite.

Nick: It's safer this way. And better she turns in there than in the cabin where we SLEEP.

Luke: Whatever man, go. I'll lock up the shed.

Y/N: I can't believe this... You're gonna be fine, you're gonna be fine.

Luke: Y/n. I'm sorry, I tried. Just hang in there.

Before I can respond, I hear him walk away.

I look around at my surroundings. I might as well get comfortable in here... I see an anchor on the wall. Looks sharp... To my right is a tool board. But nothing of use. It's pretty much empty. On the table in front of it is a vice.

...

Definitely glad they decided not to take my arm off...

I search a barrel but it's empty. Then I find a tackle box.

Y/N: Not much left in here...

I find fishing line inside the box.

Y/N: I guess if I have to, I can use this for stitches.

There's a shelf but it's too high up for me to reach. There's a hammer on it... I try jumping to reach it but end up pushing it further out of my reach...

I see a wooden board on the wall next to the shelf. I unfold the table and climb onto it. I reach for the hammer, but the shelf collapses. I fall straight onto my bite... It knocks the wind out of me, the amount of pain... My adrenaline takes over and my mind sets on getting this hammer. I lift the board up and off of the hammer beneath it.

There's a visible hole in the wall, but it's boarded up with wood. Good use for the hammer. I pry open the board, and kick the panel open. I quickly crawl through the hole in the wall and notice a nearby walker.

Y/N: They have a doctor...he's gotta have stuff for stitches.

I observe the cabin, making sure its safe to approach

Y/N: It's pretty safe in there...could be a good place to stitch up my arm.

I sneak up to the house and see a window with silhouettes moving from inside. I decide to listen in at the window.

Rebecca: It makes me feel like a fucking idiot when we're not on the same page.

Alvin: We are on the same page!

Rebecca: Not out there, we weren't! Not about the girl! I saw you get soft!

Alvin: What do you want me to do, Bec? Put a bullet in her?

Rebecca: I want you to think about our family first.

Alvin: It's all I think about. So don't give me any shit.

Rebecca: I need some air.

Rebecca leaves the room.

I knock on the glass, and Alvin opens the window.

Alvin: What the hell are you doing?

Y/N: I... I need your help.

Alvin: Me? No. I'm sorry, but I can't do nothin'. Y/N: Please. I need to fix my arm.

Alvin: Are you out of your mind? Even if you ain't bitten by some lurker, which you probably are, you can't be here! You gotta get out of here, you understand? Get back into that shed and Carlos'll take care of you in the morning. Damn it, girl. Go.

Y/N: You'd just let me die?

Alvin: I wouldn't let you do nothing. It's not my call. We're a group.

Y/N: But you could help. And if you don't, isn't that the same?

Alvin will remember that.

Alvin: I don't know, alright?

Alvin looks behind him, checking the door.

Alvin: I'm serious girl, you need to get out of here.

Y/N: I saw when everyone was arguing, you wanted to help.

Alvin: You didn't see anything. Look, you gotta get outta here before my wife finds you. I'm serious, you gotta go. I got enough problems already. We got a baby on the way, Rebecca's all emotional, got a mess of hormones causing all sorts of trouble. I don't need anymore, get it? Now go.

Y/N: Please help. Please...

Alvin: Don't cry.

Y/N: I'm not gonna cry. I'm just... tired.

Alvin: You're not with Carver?

Y/N: No.

Alvin: And you didn't get bit by a dead person?

Y/N: No!

Alvin contemplates.

Y/N: I'll do anything I can to help your situation. Anything.

Alvin: Except leave me alone.

Y/N: Yeah, I guess. Alvin: I'm screwed if anyone finds out I did this. You understand?

Y/N: The b... the cut on my arm needs to be cleaned and stitched.

Alvin: Stitched? I ain't doin' that.

Y/N: I'll figure it out on my own.

Alvin: Alright, look... I don't know what I can find. We're short on bandages, but I might be able to find something clean that would work.

Y/N: I need something to clean it with, and a needle and thread could help, too.

Alvin: I don't even know where to look. Carlos has medical supplies on lockdown, and we don't got much these days.

Y/N: Well, whatever you can get. I'll find the rest on my own.

Alvin: Okay. Wait here.

Alvin leaves and returns shortly afterward.

Alvin: I found you some bandages. And I, uh... I got you a juice box. In case you're thirsty.

Alvin hands me the bandages and juice box. How old do these people think I am? I am grateful for the juice anyways...

Y/N: Thank you.

From the other side of the bedroom door, I can hear Carlos,

Carlos: Alvin, house meeting in five minutes.

Alvin: Oh, okay. Thanks. Now you need to go.

Alvin closes the window and leaves.

Though I have the bandages, that won't do. I need a needle and peroxide... I crouch and sneak around the side of the cabin. I end up in the backyard, and see another board of wood covering up a hole. It's covering an entrance to underneath the house... Maybe there's a way in from under?

I try to pull the plywood, but fail. I use the hammer to remove the nails, successfully. I then move the plywood. I crouch further and walk underneath the foundation of the house.

I finally reach a trapdoor. But when I try to open the door, it doesn't budge. It's locked.

I take my knife out of my pocket and use it to open the trapdoor, but the blade breaks. At least, it opens the lock... I then enter the house quietly.

Carlos: I've already made my decision.

Pete: Well, Luke has more to say, I guess. Where's Sarah?

Carlos: She's got her book. She doesn't need to be a part of this.

I enter the living room. Everyone is in the kitchen by the sound of it... I listen in for a bit...

Rebecca: For all we know, she could be connected with Carver.

Luke: Come on. There's no way.

Alvin: She could be. We don't know.

Nick: She's connected to somebody. There's no way she's out here by herself.

Pete: She said she was with a friend and they got attacked.

Nick: Yeah, right.

Carlos: Whoever she's with, they'll probably come looking for her.

Alvin: Great. They show up and we've got her locked in the shed.

Rebecca: You think we should bring her in here...?

Alvin: No. I'm just saying it wouldn't look too good.

Carlos: It's just a precautionary measure. Anyone else would do the same.

Luke: You really think Carver would come after us...?

Nick: You think he wouldn't...?!

Pete: He's not exactly the type to let things lie.

Luke: What happened, happened. There's nothing we can do about it now.

Alvin: Let him come. I really don't give a damn.

Rebecca: Alvin!

Alvin: What? I don't.

Nick: You brought her back here, not me. You knew she was bit.

Luke: What was I supposed to do, huh? Leave her out there to die?

Nick: Better her than us.

Pete: You'd've done the same, Nick.

Nick: It wasn't the brightest idea.

Luke: Oh, and firing your rifle was, huh...? Next time we'll just put up a neon sign that says "Lurkers Welcome".

Alvin: Where you goin', hon...?

Rebecca: I want to get my sweater.

Carlos: We'll be done in a minute.

Nick: You're in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by lurkers, about to get eaten alive, and you're telling us it was a dog?

Luke: Yeah, yeah, I know it sounds crazy, but...look, for whatever reason, I think she's telling the truth.

Pete: Look, there's no point in arguing about it now. She's in the shed, she's not gonna hurt anyone. We'll just see what's what in the morning.

Luke: But Carlos said she could die if she doesn't get her arm treated.

Rebecca: Assuming she doesn't turn.

Alvin: That true? The girl could really die...?

Carlos: If the infection spreads...anything's possible. It could definitely get a whole lot worse for her.

Luke: Don't we have penicillin? Or something that could, y'know...stop the infection from spreading?

Carlos: We have some. But not enough to spare.

Nick: We're not wasting anything on her. What if one of us needs it?

Luke: Look, I'm just saying, we could help, that's all.

Rebecca: We need to think of ourselves first. That's just the way it is.

Pete: We can't just let her die. Not if there's something we can do about it. Let's just say she's telling the truth and she doesn't turn. Then what?

Luke: We apologize for being assholes. And then we help fix her arm.

Rebecca: She can't stay with us. We barely have enough supplies for ourselves.

Pete: We've got more fish in the traps than we could ever eat.

Nick: Yeah, but she's seen us. She knows we're here.

Luke: What, you scared of a small girl like that...?

Carlos: A small woman is not the problem. It's who she might tell.

Alvin: We gotta keep an eye on her.

Rebecca: IF she doesn't turn. Which she probably will.

Nick: I gotta take a leak.

Carlos: Hold on. We're almost done.

Nick: Fine.

Carlos: My point is, if that woman can find her way here, then almost anyone can.

Luke: Pete, you saw those lurkers, alright? That's more than we've seen in a while.

Pete: Yeah. Seems like it's not as safe as it was. 'Least not like when we found this place.

Nick: Maybe it's time to move on.

Rebecca: We can't just keep running. At some point we've got to settle down.

Carlos: We should. And we will. But can we find somewhere safe? I don't know.

Pete: You seen what it's like out there.

Alvin: I was just starting to like this place.

Pete: Look, we've had a good run here. But if it's time to move on, then I got no problem with that.

Luke: Yeah, but...I mean, where do we go from here...?

Alvin: No more cities. We all agreed on that, right...? Too many damn lurkers.

Nick: We're not going back the way we came. That's for damn sure.

Rebecca: We can probably find somewhere better. We just need to look.

Carlos: Wherever we go, we can't get too attached. We'll be fine as long as we keep things fluid.

Pete: We can't forget we need to check the traps tomorrow.

Nick: What do we do with the girl?

Rebecca: You're not leaving her here with me!

Luke: We can't just keep her locked in the shed. We're not animals.

Carlos: Then take her with you.

Nick: What...?

Carlos: You want to keep an eye on her, then take her with you. Are we almost done here...? I want to make sure Sarah's ready for bed. Pete: Wait a second. There's something else I want to talk about.

I had been listening in for a couple of minutes. It was about time I stopped caring about whatever the hell they were saying, and focused on my arm. Because as soon as I'm done fixing myself up. I'm out of here. Luke and Pete seem to be on my side... but everyone else is unsure of me. Except Rebecca. She is definitely sure I'm some bitten, dead girl who works with "Carver". Whoever he is, won't matter to me once I'm gone.

I then go upstairs. The steps are so creaky, I'm almost trying to float over them with each careful step.

I enter a door and it ends up being the bathroom.

Y/N: They have to have medical supplies around here somewhere.

I open the medicine cabinet and take a needle from a tomato-shaped pincushion.

Y/N: It's clean.

I put the needle away carefully in my pocket.

Y/N: I'll still need something to keep it from getting infected.

Just when I'm about to open the door and leave, I hear something.

Rebecca: That man sometimes, I swear!

It's that angry pregnant lady, Rebecca... I look around, quickly! I need to find a place to hide! The shower? I jump in.

Rebecca enters the bathroom and drinks some water from the sink. They have running water?? What if... She tries to take a shower?! I should've just gone in the closet. Oh God...

Rebecca: Damn it... Just need to have this baby and...oh, god. Let it be okay and...let it be his.

Woah.

Rebecca takes a deep breath and leaves. As soon as it sounds clear, I leave to find some peroxide, or anything to clean my wound with... I open another door opposite the bathroom. As soon as I peek through I hear a gasp. For a second I almost shut it and run, but it's the girl. I put my finger on my lips and shush Sarah.

Sarah: You're not supposed to be in here.

I look around the room, look behind me, then close the door as I enter slowly.

Y/N: Hi, can you please help me?

Sarah: I'm not supposed to talk to you. My dad can't know.

Y/N: Why, what will he do?

Sarah: Get mad at me.

Y/N: What does he do when he gets mad?

Sarah: He gets angry and says he's disappointed in me and that he just loves me and wants me to be safe.

Y/N: That's it? Nothing else?

Sarah: Yeah. It's the worst.

From what I can tell, Sarah is no threat to me. I know I can talk my way out of this.

Sarah: What happened to you?

Y/N: A dog bit me.

Sarah: Sounds scary... I bet it hurts.

Y/N: I could die if I don't take care of it. Do you understand?

Sarah will remember that.

Y/N: I just need something to clean it with. I bet it would be with the rest of your dad's medical supplies.

Sarah: Yeah, it is.

Sarah contemplates for a bit. I wait in hopes to get the answer I want.

Sarah: I'll help you.

Y/N: Good. Thank you.

Sarah: I'm Sarah.

Y/N: I'm Y/n.

Sarah: We're friends. Right? We can be best friends. I haven't met another girl my age since way before. It's hard to be the only girl, you know? Rebecca is okay, but she's old. And that's it. And if her baby is a girl, it'll be forever before she's old enough to, like, be my friend. And then I'll be super old.

Y/N: We're not the same age.

Sarah: What?

Y/N: We're not the same age. Everyone here thinks I'm a lot younger.

Sarah: Oh, I see. How old are you then? I'm fifteen.

Y/N: I'm 23.

Sarah: You don't seem like it.

Y/N: That's just how it is.

Sarah: So, can we still be friends, then?

Y/N: Yes.

Sarah: Promise?

Y/N: Yes.

Sarah will remember that.

Sarah holds out her pinkie for a pinkie swear. I lock my pinkie with hers.

Sarah: A pinky swear is forever. I'll see if I can find the stuff my dad uses when I get a cut. Lemme look around...

Sarah searches the room and then gives me a bottle of peroxide.

Sarah: I think this is it.

Y/N: Perfect. That'll work.

Sarah: You can't do it here, though. Someone will find you.

Y/N: Don't worry, I won't.

I open the door and peek left and right to see if it's clear.

Y/N: Thanks, Sarah.

Sarah: Shhh!

Y/N: Okay. I better get somewhere safer to do this.

I return to the shed and take out the supplies. I roll up my sleeve and place my arm on the table.

Y/N: This is gonna suck.

I take a sip of juice first. I then unscrew the lid of the peroxide and pour it on my wound, then drop it. I scream in pain, as I feel the peroxide bubble up all over. It hurts so bad I'm almost in tears, and I'm not even at the...

Y/N: The fun part.

It takes me a few greuling tries, but I eventually thread the needle.

I begin the first suture, then slam my fist on the table. I'm so dizzy, but I have to push through. My adrenaline, my best friend at this point, takes over and I'm ready to continue.

I continue suturing and screaming in pain. I'm finally done, and wrap my arm up with the bandages, but then I drop them.

As I'm picking them up, a walker reaches through the shed and grabs my leg. I hold onto the table and reach for the hammer as I try to kick it away, but it knocks me over. I try to grab a nearby rake but can't reach it.

The wall breaks and the walker crawls all the way into the shed and climbs on top of me. I kick it away and stand up. I quickly grab the rake and push the walker backward with it. It falls and gets impaled by the anchor on the wall.

I grab the hammer and hit it repeatedly in the head until it stops moving. Luke opens the shed, with the rest of the group close behind him.

Luke: Holy shit.

Alvin: What the...?

Nick: How the hell did it get in here?

Pete: Girl's tough as nails.

Carlos: Are you alright?

Luke: The shed should've been safe!

Y/N: I am still not bitten. I never was. And you left me out here to die.

Luke: You patched yourself up?

Luke watches me carefully in disbelief.

Nick: Where'd you get that stuff?

Rebecca: Did she steal from us?

Pete: This doesn't change a thing. She hasn't done anything to us.

Rebecca: Says the man not carrying a baby.

Pete: Enough already!

Luke: Guys, please.

Y/N: I did. I took stuff and I'm sorry. I really am.

They will remember that.

Rebecca: And you think you can trust her?

Pete: Goddamn it, don't even start! Any of you would've done the same if you were half as tough as this girl. So just save it.

Carlos: Bring her in and I'll take a look at her arm.

Alvin: Damn lurkers sneakin' around out here... We better get inside.

Luke: You hungry?

Y/N: I haven't eaten in days. Not even that weasel.

Luke cracks a guilty smile, but I smile back to reassure him. He's on my side from what I can tell. No need to guilt trip him of everyone.

We all go inside.

Carlos inspects my wound. Luke paces and Nick bites his fingernails.

Carlos: This might hurt a little.

Y/N: Ow!

Luke: How's she look?

Carlos: Her suturing skills need some work, but otherwise I'd say she should be fine.

Luke: So it wasn't a lurker bite?

Carlos: If it was, the fever would've already set in and her temperature would be through the roof.

Carlos bandages my arm. Nick leaves the room and Luke follows him. Carlos washes his hands in the sink.

Carlos: I wish you wouldn't've done what you did.

Y/N: What do you mean?

Carlos: You manipulated my daughter.

Y/N: I asked for her help?

Carlos: She's not someone you can just ask for help.

I'm not sure what to say, so I stay silent.

Carlos: I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, but there are a few things you need to know about my daughter.

Y/N: Okay...

Carlos: She isn't like us. You may not get that initially, but once you're around her for a while, you'll understand. If she knew how bad the world is... what it's really like out there... she would... cease to function. She's my little girl. She's all I have left, and I would ask that you stay away from her.

Y/N: I'm sorry, I realize now what you mean. I didn't know. I was nice to her if that counts for anything...

Carlos will remember that.

Carlos: It's okay. You're forgiven. Just don't make any more mistakes.

Carlos leaves and Luke enters, holding a bowl of food.

Luke: Hey, uh... brought you some food.

Luke and I sit at the table and start eating.

Luke: That's gonna leave of hell of a scar.

Y/N: Better than losing it.

Luke: You can say that again. Scars...they're way cooler than stumps.

Luke tries to be playful with me. But I can tell he's still guilty and wary about what to say to me.

Y/N: Don't look so guilty. It's okay, you didn't want to do that to me. I survived anyway, and for that I'm grateful.

Luke: Grateful to who? You could've died in there...

Y/N: I could've died out in those woods, but you helped me. Gave me a chance.

Luke: Well, it wasn't just me. Pete helped you too.

Y/N: Then I am grateful to both you and Pete. Thank you.

Luke: You don't have to thank me...

I finish my bite of food then continue talking.

Y/N: Yeah, who was it that saved me from the walker on top of me by chopping its head off? And the one that carried me away?

I smile. I want him to be happy. We have enough burdens. Though I'm incredibly anxious talking to new people, and in a lot of pain, I just want everyone to feel okay.

He smiles back and looks down at his food.

Y/N: And I didn't end up with my arm chopped off! This is best case scenario.

Luke chuckles, but then noticed a growing sadness on my face as I start to think...

Luke: What's wrong? Y/N: Nothing. I just had a friend who lost his arm once, that's all. I'm okay.

Nick enters the room.

Nick: Hey, look. Um, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for... well, for being a dick out there. I got kinda aggro and that was definitely not cool.

Luke: Nick's been known to go off every once in a while. Don't hold it against him.

Nick: Yeah, I guess we all have our moments.

Luke: You definitely had one out there.

Nick drops his head down as he sits next to me.

Y/N: You were just protecting your friends. I get it.

Nick will remember that.

Nick: I didn't mean to be so harsh. I just... we had a bad experience once.

Y/N: What happened...?

Luke: Nick lost his mom. We took care of someone who'd got bit.

I can see the hurt in Nick's eyes...

Nick: It was my fault. I--

Luke: It was no one's fault. We thought we could control it, but... we couldn't. And then she turned and his mom was standing right there and she got attacked... There was nothing we could do about it.

Nick: Anyway. Hopefully, you understand.

Y/N: I do. Yeah.

Nick smiles at me then gets up and leaves.

Luke: So, since you're pretty much on your own, what's your plan?

Y/N: I don't know. Like you said, I'm just on my own now. It's never really been this way.

I wonder if I should ask to stay here? No, I couldn't... They all want me out of here. But, should I ask? I don't kn-

Luke: Well, you're welcome to stay here if you want. You can let yourself heal up and take some time to sort things out.

Y/N: Do you think everyone else will be okay with it?

Luke: They'll just have to deal with it.

He smiles at me. I let out a secret sigh of relief and smile back sheepishly.

Luke: So what happened to your parents? If you don't mind me asking.

Y/N: Do you really still think I'm a kid?

Luke: Oh, I- right. Well, how old are you?

Y/N: Wait, I want to see what you think. How old do I look to you?

Luke: 16.. 17..?

Y/N: 23!

Luke: Oh, wow, I- mean you just seem a lot younger. 'Cause, y'know, you're... small?

Y/N: Sigh. Yeah, I know. Everyone likes to mention it to me.

Luke: But you're strong. That's for sure. None of us could've done what you did out there. I didn't mean to offend you or-

Y/N: No, no! You haven't. I'm just very used to hearing it is all... And trust me, you would've been able to do it too. Once your body knows it's in trouble... Adrenaline will get you through anything...

Luke looks down with remorse.

Y/N: But really? Does my face look that young?...

Luke: I think your face looks to be about 23 years old.

I smile.

Y/N: Really? Or are you just saying that?

I tease him.

Luke: Really! I mean it.

We both continue eating.

Y/N: Well, how old are you? Have you been keeping track?

Luke: I'm 26. My birthday is in the winter, so I know it must be coming up soon.

Y/N: Mine too, January 26th. (~ Wink wink)

Luke: Pete's birthday is in the winter too. And like I said, seems like it's coming soon... so maybe we'll just have one big winter birthday party then.

We smile at each other and keep eating.

Luke: The winter will be rough, but it's not our first time surviving it. How do you usually get through it?...

Y/N: I'm usually with other people that can help me, if that's what you're asking.

Luke: I was just curious on how you made it this far.

Y/N: I just try to stay with good people and not do anything dumb.

I start feeling sad again...

Luke: Hey, I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have asked.

Y/N: In the beginning, my parents went on vacation and left me with a babysitter and they never came back. We went to Savannah to find them... but they were already dead.

Luke: Wow. Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

Y/N: This man found me and took care of me.

...

Y/N: We met up with other survivors and we all tried to make it, but... it didn't work. His name was Lee. He taught me how to survive... He's the reason I keep my hair short.

Luke: What happened to him?

Y/N: I ran away... I was stupid. There was a man who said he knew my parents. I thought I knew what I was doing, but I ran away and Lee died because of it.

Luke: Maybe he would've died anyways.

Y/N: It was my fault. I just... sometimes people die because of me. Because they always try to protect me. I can't stand it.

Luke: I'm sure none of them regret trying to keep you safe.

Y/N: I'd hope so... for the past, I don't know seven years? I'd been with my friend Christa. The friend who was with me when we got attacked.

Luke lightens the mood,

Luke: For that damn weasel.

I laugh. Pete enters the room.

Pete: I hate to interrupt, but I'm out there standing watch and I can't help but notice this place is lit up like a goddamn beacon in the middle of the woods.

Luke: Yeah, it's time to turn in anyways.

Y/N: Alright, and thank you Pete.

Pete turns his head in question.

Y/N: For saving me?

Pete: Oh, right, you're welcome, Y/n.

We exchange smiles as he leaves the room. Pete winks at Luke, and it clearly frustrates him.

Luke: When you're finished eating, come find me upstairs. I'll show you where you can sleep.

I smile and nod with a mouthful of food. He puts his bowl in the sink and leaves.

To be continued...

A/N; Things are starting to speed up, see?? Ah trust me, the next episode... Allllll Luke baby. So far this has really just been the transcript to the game LOL, but believe me when I say, the next episode will be a whole new case.

#twdg luke #twdg x reader #twdg #luke x reader #twdg s2 #twdg luke x reader #fanfic #luke twdg #part 2

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theyadorekai1 · 2 months

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Introduction post!

My name is kai I’m a 19 year old bisexual my pronouns are she/they im French American and I have hardcore daddy issues

Characters I write for:

Jill valentine

Ada wong

Claire red field

Sherry birken (resident evil 6 only!!)

Milena Romanova

Farah Karim

Valeria Garza

Phoebe Bridgers

Lucy dacus

Julian baker

Kate laswell

Michonne grimes

Rosita Espinosa

Lydia (I’m not sure her last name)

Maggie Rhee

Judith grimes(PLATONIC SFW ONLY!!)

Enid Rhee

Magna(I don’t know her last name)

Yumiko okumara

Clementine everett (twdg If your requesting smut it has to be s4 Clementine any other has to be platonic sfw)

Emily prentiss

JJ(criminal Minds)

(I'll add more characters upon request!)

What I write :

Smut

Sfw

Romantic

Platonic

X reader

X insert Character

Most kinks (I’d like to avoid public sex tho)

angst

Fluff

X fem reader

X gender neutral reader

poly relationships

Mental illness

LEGAL age gap

What I will NOT write :

Rape kink (consent is sexy!!!!)

Illegal age gap

Religious kinks (for example sex in a church or mosque/Masjid)

My rules:

anyone can interact even minors I'm not your parents I don’t care what you read/watch

Please be respectful at all times!!!!!

🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

#ada wong x reader smut #the walking dead #reaident evil #cod #cod x reader #cod x y/n #farah cod #farah karim #jill valentine #claire redfield #ada wong #yumiko okumura #smut #i’m gay as hell #sherry birkin x reader #kate laswell #valeria garza

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kittykatz1227 · 30 days

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Clementine x Fem!Reader | TWDG - Broken Toys (Part 8) | "Bang." (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1123054748-clementine-x-fem-reader-twdg-broken-toys-part-8?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=JF13682792 After coming to Ericson's Boarding School for Troubled Youth, you were faced with the apocalypse. After around eight years, you were settled into the place you now called home. You made friends with Louis, Violet, Marlon and Tenn who helped you feel welcome. But after a while of not being approached by any outside attacks, two survivors appear. They bring a whole lot of problems and the truth comes out. Will your new found crush on the new girl, Clementine, make it better or worse? The only character that is mine is y/n everything else is owned by the people who made the walking dead the final season. This a fem reader because I couldnt find that many. Hope you enjoy! #1 in marlon (19th August 2021) #1 in tenn (19th August 2021) #1 in clementinexreader (22nd August 2021) #1 in femreader (27th August 2021) #1 in brody (31st August 2021) #1 in aasim (30th September 2021) #1 in twdg (5th October 2021)

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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 3 years

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Second Escape (Nick X Fem!Reader)

Characters: Nick X Fem!Reader

Universe: The Walking Dead (Telltale)

Warnings: Spoilers, bit of swearing

Request: Oo twd game? Honestly I had a little bit of a soft spot for Nick even when he was sorta unravelling 😂😅. Could I maybe ask for one the first night they've been locked up in the courtyard when Carver gets them and reader is really anxious cos she was hoping to never be back here but she notices Nick on his own and goes over to him and they just lay together and comfort each other and promise to look after each other? A real soft moment? If you dont mind :))

Things hadn’t gone to plan in the slightest. Everything seemed to get worse and worse, and it’s all because of Carver. Goddamn Carver. He just couldn’t leave you guys alone, could he? You especially felt bad for Clementine and Kenny’s group, who had taken you guys in out of the goodness of their own hearts, and now they were dragged into this mess.

You had awful memories of the last time you were here, in this courtyard. It was only a few months ago when Rebecca started to show symptoms of pregnancy and you all managed to get out and start afresh. Everything seemed to be going well, you found a nicely preserved house near to good food sources, and a ton of medical supplies, and everyone settled down well, though all of you couldn’t get the paranoia out of your heads about Carver. Guess you were right to do so.

You didn’t want to think what punishments he had in stock for you all. He’d already pulled Alvin away to do god knows what, and there was an air of unsureness in the courtyard. You’d tried to reassure Clem and the others that things would be okay, but refrained but mentioned escaping, knowing that if someone overheard you, you could wind up in the same position as Alvin or worse. However, out of everyone, there was one person you were most concerned about, and you weren’t alone.

“Y/N?” Luke called to you, and you looked over at him after checking in on the girls. “Can you try working your magic on Nick? I’m worried about him…” Luke expressed quietly. You looked over his shoulder at Nick, seeing him tucked away in a corner, brooding. You didn’t say anything, just nodding to him then walking past him to Nick.

You had known Nick for almost as long as Luke had, since you had befriended Nick through Luke, and while you were never as close to him as Luke, you two still got along pretty well. Luke insisted that you had some sort of magic power when it came to Nick, and whenever Nick’s anger got the best of him, all Luke had to do was call you over, and you managed to calm him down. Luke had tried to copy your actions, but it never seemed to work.

As you came over to Nick, he glanced up at you, but didn’t say anything, and you didn’t either as you came and sat beside him, letting a moment pass before you lightly nudged him. “Tell me what’s on your mind.” You asked him quietly.

“... We’re fucked, aren’t we? Carver’s gonna kill us, or make our life hell.” He kept his head hung as he spoke, and you frowned.

“Hey.” You told him, leaning in, wrapping one of your arms around his. “We got out once, we can do it again, and this time we’ll keep walking, and we won’t stop until we’re on the other side of the country. We’ll make sure he’ll never find us, and we’ll find somewhere to set base, start afresh… We’ve made it this far, I’m not done fighting, and like hell am I leaving you behind, asshole.” You told him quietly,

“Why would you do that? If you get the chance to escape, why risk getting yourself killed by dragging me along?”

“Because you’ve been stuck with me for years now, like hell are you getting rid of me now, and I will drag you out of here by your hair if I have to, and Luke will help and you know it.” You told him. Nick let out a silent chuckle, shaking his head as his head remained low.

“You have a point… until then, I’ll protect you from Carver so you can drag me out of here when the time comes.”

Hope you like it! If you have any questions, please send them in!

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heyy ! just wanted to say i love your writing <3 can you do a twdg violet x reader where she gets jealous of reader spending too much time with clementine or anybody else please? thanks :)

JEALOUS

in which violet is jealous

season : four

character : violet

song : jealous , eyedress

date : 31st october 2021

note : oh just saying that any fic with violet is fem reader because,,, yk violet is gay but also sorry this is kind of short but i still think it's sweet

"bye!" you called into the room as you closed the door, waving to aj at the desk, drawing, and clementine on her bed. when you turned around, you certainly didn't expect to find violet standing right behind you with her arms crossed, tongue in her cheek and jaw clenched.

as surprised as you were, you tried to play it off by taking hold of her upper arm and leading her away. "how are you today? i haven't seen you."

instead of answering your question, she completely avoided it. "what were you doing in clementine's room?"

at breakfast, aj had invited you to draw with him, so you had no choice but to accept the little guy. and, as they shared a room, clem just happened to be there, too, and whilst you drew with aj, you conversed with both of them. you were sure you'd told violet, but maybe you'd forgotten?

"uh..." you began awkwardly, having been taken off-guard by violet being so straight-to-the-point. "aj invited me round earlier to draw with him, so i was drawing with him the whole time. clem was there, too, so we were talking. aj was getting tired so i left – he's about to have a nap."

out of the corner of your eye, you could see violet scowl. "why? did something happen?"

violet shrugged, her eyes trained downwards, gaze so heavy she was practically boring holes into her combat boots. "dunno," she mumbled. "guess i just wanted to spend today with you."

your lips tugged into a small frown, a combination of guilt for leaving violet to her own devices today, and of irritation over violet not wanting you to hang out with other people. it was a sticky situation, because you could see the story from both sides; you wanting to draw with aj and talk with clem, and violet simply wanting to hang out with you.

"oh," was all you brought yourself to say for a moment as the two of you kept treading along the corridor. "i'm— i'm sorry. i didn't know. we can hang out now if you want?"

violet slipped her arm out of your grasp, her lips pulling into a straight line. she stepped to the side, creating a bit of distance between you two, although continuing to walk. "well, yeah, of course i would, but it's not about if i want to; it's about if we both want to. it's just—"

she stopped and turned to you; once you'd realised she'd stopped walking, you did so, too. her sandy eyebrows furrowed as her stormy eyes searched your face.

"if you want to hang out with clementine, fine, but tell me first so i know i can figure out something else to do — i don't want to be wandering around the whole day looking for you, and finding out from willy that you've been in clementine's room."

just as you were about to reply, going to apologise for not letting her know earlier, you pieced everything together; clementine this, clementine that. "this isn't about me, is it? this is about clementine."

when you said that, violet's lips pursed angrily, and her fists clenched by her sides. it was so obvious now.

"what is it about her that you're so angry about?"

"i— well—" violet stumbled over her words, going back on them and restarting her sentence, unable to decide on what to say. "i feel..." her eyebrows furrowed deeper and she looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping. "i feel like she's taking you away from me, especially recently. you're always with her."

oh, at this, your heart tugged against your chest. did she really feel this way? you only had eyes for violet, and it hurt to know she didn't alway see that. in the heat of the moment, you pulled violet into a tight, warm embrace.

"violet," you breathed out against her shoulder. "clementine and i are just friends. honestly. i didn't even know she'd be there today — i was just going to draw with aj." when you pulled away, your hands lay on her shoulders and your eyes gazed into hers as you spoke. "really, violet. you're the only one for me."

#newajgo #the walking dead game #twdg imagine #twdg #twdg imagines #twdg reaction #twdg reactions #twdg x reader #twdg the final season #twdg violet #twdg violet x reader #newajgo requests

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angelsunflowers-fanfics · 4 years

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[TWDG] Louis x x Female!reader (Jealousy)

“hi, Luv. I was wondering if you could write a Louis x fem!reader imagines where the reader Louis are dating and the reader is jealous of a newcomer because they have a crush on Lou?”

Genre: Fluff

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The school that inhabited the kids and young adults that (y/n) had known most of her life didn’t normally get visitors. Clementine and AJ were a huge exception.

Stroke of chance.

But it seemed the situation had appeared once again.

Clementine thought it would be best for everyone if they approached the RV in the woods before they attacked or approached themselves.

The people were harmless, which was good.

But there was one problem: One of the people from the RV, a woman, around Louis’ age wouldn’t stop flirting with him.

Louis was uncomfortable. (y/n) was uncomfortable. Nobody was comfortable except for the flirtatious woman.

(y/n) sat on the bench with Violet and Mitch at her side, watching their friend seethe with silent rage at someone flirting with her partner, her lover. Mitch and Violet shared a knowing and worried look before finally speaking up after minutes of silence.

“Okay, you gotta go over there,” Mitch bluntly stated.

Turning to Mitch, (y/n) could only roll her eyes at his blunt statement.

“What the hell am I supposed to say?” (y/n) retaliated. Mitch glanced at Violet, silently telling her that he was out of ideas. He had never been in this situation before.

“You don’t have to say anything, just go over there. I’m sure Louis will say something, he’s Louis. Besides, he doesn’t exactly look comfortable,” Violet spoke up.

The three stopped talking and stared at Louis and the woman who couldn’t take a hint. Louis was glancing around the courtyard for any excuse to get away while telling her that he was already in a relationship.

“Look, I’m sorry, but I’m in a relationship already and I really, really like her,” Louis nervously rejected her. Louis took a few steps backward, not wanting to be close to someone he literally just met, he’d much rather be with (y/n), doing anything else.

(y/n)’s teeth ground at the interaction in front of her which set her off of the bench and marched straight up to Louis. Mitch and Violet sat up straighter at the quick movements from their friend. They had no idea what (y/n) might do.

But Mitch was all for (y/n) actually getting into a fight with someone flirting with her boyfriend.

From the corner of his eye, Louis saw (y/n) strolling up to him. He took this excuse to turn away from the woman who would not take no for an answer. His eyes showed only adoration and love for his significant other.

“(y/n), Darlin--” Though Louis tried to greet (y/n) with his favorite pet name for her, she silenced him as she gripped onto his beloved coat and slammed her lips onto his own, not caring if everyone in the courtyard was staring at the couple in surprise, but especially not caring that the overly flirtatious woman was fuming with rage.

But luckily, with Louis being Louis, he returned the kiss with just as much passion, wrapping his arms around her form to be as close as possible with her and as far away from this stranger who didn’t know how to take a hint or the meaning of the word ‘No’.

Seeing as Louis and (y/n) weren’t going to release each other with her still hanging around, The new stranger stormed off. (y/n) opened her eyes, peeking, to see that she was long gone before slowly breaking the long kiss with Louis.

Dazed but completely satisfied with the kiss, Louis fluttered his eyes open to stare at his girlfriend in surprise. She had never been one to do something so bold and right in front of a stranger no less.

But he wasn’t complaining.

“Why’d you kiss me like that? You only kiss me when we’re alone,” Louis questioned while his hands slid from her waist to grab onto her hands, wanting to know her explanation. He was curious.

(y/n) bit on her bottom lip nervously, it was more than a little embarrassing to admit, but it only took one glance into Louis’ brown eyes for her to express her previous feelings, “I didn’t like her touching you like that. You’re my boyfriend.”

Louis didn’t expect his girlfriend to be jealous. She never seemed the type, but he was glad in a way because that meant she cared. She cared about him. A wide smile spread across his face, his grip on (y/n)’s hands tightened only a notch.

“I’m glad you did that… It was nice, and I was… not liking her flirting,” Louis spoke, he nervously bit his bottom lip for a moment, pondering over the thoughts in his head before he spoke once more, “Can you kiss me again like that? You’ve never done it that… roughly before.”

(y/n) smiled at the flustered expression on her boyfriend’s face before she glanced in the direction of the dorms, leading Louis to her dorm.

“Of course, Lou. My room or yours?” (y/n) asked.

Louis wasn’t an idiot, he knew the implication (Y/n) threw in his face and he was down. His body already felt flushed as he was led into his girlfriend’s dorm.

All that was left in the courtyard was Mitch and Violet who gave each other a knowing look, they were definitely not setting foot into the dormitory building for a hot minute or hour.

But the jealousy problem was solved. That was what really mattered.

(y/n) would deal with the newcomer later, she was busy at the moment.

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secrethiddenundercoverperson · 10 months

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Fem!Reader x TWDG Luke - Part 1.

All That Remains | Introduction

23yo , Fem!Reader , slow burn , long plot , reader is in place of young Clementine .

Fandom: The Walking Dead Game, Season 2 Reader pronouns: She/Her

Wc. 2.3K

IN THIS EPISODE | Comfort, no romance, introduction. A/N: This is just an introduction to immerse the reader and prepare them before meeting Luke. And to clear up the timeline of this fanfic... The reader is a 23 year old woman who has experienced everything Clementine had originally gone through in season 1, except, instead of being 9 years old, she was 16 when she inevitably loses Lee. It has been 7 years since that day, and now everything picks up the same as it does in the beginning of season 2, only she is now 23 years old. You have been surviving with Christa for 7 years, and haven't found a place to call home yet, but are planning to head to "Wellington". This story will thoroughly follow the original script, but with lots of new added scenes!

The pacing of my writing may be a bit fast at times, but be assured, this will be a slow burn.

Y/N: Christa, talk to me.

Christa sighs, stands up, and tends to the fire.

Christa: This'll never work. Look at this, it's pathetic. The wood's too wet to burn. There's more smoke than flame. At this rate, we'll be eating this for breakfast.

Y/N: What else can we do?

Christa: Find something that'll burn, maybe. I dunno. Won't be easy in the dark and in the rain.

Y/N: I might have something in my bag.

There is a period of silence, and before I get up to go look for something to burn, I feel the need to say,

Y/N: We need to find a group. People we can trust. We've been on our own for too long.

Christa: Trust? You think you can trust someone out here? Not now. Not anymore.

I wrap my arms around myself.

Y/N: I'm freezing.

Christa: I know. Me too. But if you think this is bad, wait 'til we get up to Wellington, then talk to me about cold. If we make it. We still have a couple hard months ahead of us. This rain will turn to sleet, then ice, then snow. It won't be easy.

Y/N: You think we'll even make it that far?

Christa: Maybe. I don't know.

...

Christa: We just need to keep moving north.

I stand up.

Christa: We sure as hell can't stay here.

Y/N: I miss Lee.

Christa: I'm sure you do.

...

Christa: Sigh I'm gonna go look for more wood. You just keep the fire lit.

Christa leaves and I grab my backpack. I need to find something that would burn. I have a photo of Lee, a drawing of Kenny and his family that Duck drew... a piece of paper, and my lighter. I take my bag and kneel at the fire. I burn the paper and throw it into the flames, making it burn brighter.

Y/N: Better. But still not enough. The flames are too low.

I look through my bag again. Do I dare burn any of these?... No. What am I thinking? I get up and find a damp log...

Y/N: A little wet, but it's good enough to burn...

Right after I place the log into the fire, I hear people talking.. I follow the noise through the woods.

Stranger1: Jesus, are you fuckin' kidding me?!

Stranger1/Stranger2/Stranger3: Out here alone? In the middle of nowhere? But we haven't met anyone yet. How many people are you with?

Stranger1/Stranger2/Stranger3: Hate to see someone get hurt.

Stranger1/Stranger2/Stranger3: Now, hold on, she's setting you up.

Christa: I'm by myself.

Stranger1/Stranger2/Stranger3: You're obviously with someone. Where's your group?

I see Christa... and she's surrounded by a hostile group.

Stranger1: Don't fucking lie to us!

Stranger3: Who do you think you're foolin'?

Stranger1: Give us the truth and you don't get hurt.

Stranger3: You fuckin' with me? shoves Christa Where's the rest of your group?!

Christa: I'm by myself!

Stranger2: Bullshit!

Stranger1: She's lyin'.

Stranger3: points gun at Christa Cut the shit, lady.

Christa: It's... it's just me.

Stranger2: Come on, guys! points gun at Christa She's not saying!

Stranger3: You expect us to believe you're out here all alone?!

I'm panicked... I have no weapons, and no idea what to do! I need to distract them or something. So I pick up a rock and throw it at this guy's (Stranger1's) face.

Stranger1: What the fuck?!

Y/N: Christa, run!

Stranger1: Hey!

I see Christa run away, but hear a gunshot. I'm sure she's okay... I run in the opposite direction.

Stranger1: Get the fuck over here! Now!

I hide behind a tree.

Stranger1: Motherfucker! Come out here, girl. I'm not fucking around. Look, girl, ain't no way you're smart enough to get outta this. Just come out.

I run, and the man chases me. He's large. Much larger than me... He's wearing a big hiking bag, and has a scary face... There's something real disturbing about him- besides the fact that he's attacking me...

Stranger1: Shit! Get the fuck over here!

I crawl under a fallen tree and continue running.

Stranger1: Goddamn it!

As I'm running, I'm dodging walkers. Hoping one of them gets a hold of this man...

Stranger1: Fuck!

He kicks the walker's knee and stomps on its head. I then break a branch off of a tree.

I step aside as the man charges forward at me, then I stab him in the shoulder with the branch.

Stranger1: Jesus, are you fuckin' kidding me?!

I continue running, but then stop. I'm suddenly at the edge of a riverbank. I can't go anywhere else, and the man grabs me.

Y/N: Leave me alone!

Stranger1: Then stop fucking running! Quit squirming!

I bite his hand.

Stranger1: Ah! Fuck! Ah! Ow, let go, you little bitch, Jesus Christ!

He releases me after I bite him. I quickly scan my surroundings and see a big hollow log. I crawl into it in attempt to get away.

Stranger1: Come out of there!

He grabs my leg. I try my best to kick him over and over. He drags me backward and I grab onto a nearby tree.

Stranger1: Jesus, are you fuckin' kidding me?! Come on, girl.

No matter how hard I tried to hold on, he ends up pulling me away from the tree. He grabs onto my wrists and I try to kick him away again.

Y/N: What do you want from me!??

Stranger1: You are on my last fucking nerve! Stop fucking kicking!

The thought of what he could possibly want from me... I gather my strength and kick as hard as I can. My kick forces him backward. Then a walker grabs him.

Stranger1: No, shit!

Just when I think I'm in the clear, another walker grabs my arm. I do my best to pull away. I'm just inches from a bite...

I break free, ripping off the walker's arm. I step aside as a walker approaches, and it attacks the man, ripping out his throat. I run through the woods, dodging more walkers.

But then, I trip and fall. There's dozens of walkers coming towards me. I am left helpless. I have nothing to defend myself. I'm crawling away backwards, then pick up a nearby rock. I throw it at one of the walkers in attempt to fight them off. It's no use. I keep moving backwards, then fall off of the cliff into the river below.

The water is freezing, and the current is pulling me away swiftly. It all happens so fast... The cold water takes my breath away, and I couldn't swim out of this even if the current wasn't so strong. That's when everything goes black...

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I'm not sure how... but I survive... my mind is groggy as I wake up ashore. My clothes are soaking wet and I have no clue where I am.

Y/N: Hello?

There is a canoe in the distance. It says "JR. TANUKI'S KIDS CAMP" and is split in two, the other half stuck on some rocks in the river. How sad...

I find a staircase. What's left of it at least... It's just a wooden platform now. I jump and try to grab the top ledge of the broken stairs. It takes me a few tries, but I eventually pull myself up.

Y/N: Christa, are you there?

I look around and see a grave. I look sadly at the grave made of sticks.

Y/N: Sigh

I walk along the trail ahead.

I see a sign that says: YOU MAY ENCOUNTER: BLACK BEARS COYOTES MOUNTAIN LIONS POISONOUS SNAKES OR OTHER SPECIES BE AWARE OF YOUR SURROUNDINGS

I shake my head. I don't see many animals anymore. I'd be kinda happy to come across one of these... I guess?

I climb over a fallen tree in my path and continue walking. Eventually I hear the bushes rustle, discovering... a dog! What crazy timing... He growls at me...

Y/N: It's okay, boy, it's okay...

I carefully check the tag on his collar.

Y/N: "Sam". Well, nice to meet you, Sam.

Sam walks a short distance away and sniffs the ground.

Y/N: What are you doing?

Sam barks and runs off.

Y/N: Sam. Sam!

I wonder to myself, if I should follow him.

Y/N: Where are you going? Wait up!

Of course I will! I've found a dog! I chase after him. He brings me to an abandoned campsite.

Y/N: Hello?! This place looks pretty run over, but you never know. Let's look around for some food.

I let Sam sniff my hand, and then I pet him.

Y/N: There you go... I'm not gonna hurt you...

I look around for something to eat.

Y/N: Find anything yet?

Of course the dog won't answer. But I talk to him to keep my spirits up... Then, I spot a frisbee on the ground!

Y/N: Hey! Wanna play? Wanna play catch?

Sam barks at me and wags his tail, so I throw the disc and he catches it!

Y/N: Okay, bring it back!

He drops the disc in front of my feet.

Y/N: Good boy Sam!

We keep playing until my stomach growls again, and I remember, I should probably be looking for food instead, so I end the game of catch and Sam walks away.

I find a big metal barrel full of trash. I need to know if there's anything good in there...

Y/N: Well... here we go.

I roll up my sleeves and digs in the trash, finding a full can of beans.

Y/N: Oh my God. Thank you! Look, Sam, a can!

Now I just needed to find something to open it with... I approach one side of the camp, and Sam barks.

Y/N: What's the matter, Sam?

Sam continues barking.

Y/N: Shh! We have to be quiet.

I approach Sam and try to talk to him. I eventually see that he's barking at a walker tied to a tree.

Y/N: It's okay. He's dead. Look, you can see the bite. Looks like he tried to cut it out.

I pause and think of Lee...

Y/N: But that never works...

Sam whines at the walker.

Y/N: It's okay. We're smart and he's not. We're smarter than all of them.

I look at the knife buried in the walker's shoulder and try to pull it out, but the walker almost grabs me. I pick up a nearby branch and prepare to smash in its skull.

Y/N: Stand back, okay?

I sling the giant branch over my shoulder, then repeatedly smash the walker's head with the branch until it dies.

Y/N: See? We just have to stay out of their reach.

I search the walkers pocket.

Y/N: I like to think that...if they were alive, they'd probably want to help you.

I find nothing in its pocket.

Y/N: Sigh Nothing.

I grab the knife and wipe off the blood.

Y/N: Still pretty sharp.

I look at Sam and smile.

Y/N: Okay, well, now we're getting somewhere.

I walk away from the walker and sit on a log, holding the knife and can of beans.

Y/N: Please don't be bad.

I cut the can open. It looks good enough to me.

Y/N: Thank God...

I eat the food with my hands. Sam sits down and whines.

Y/N: I guess you're pretty hungry too.

I couldn't just let Sam go hungry! I hold out some of the food.

Y/N: Here ya go.

Sam lunges at my hand and I drop the can. He tries to eat all of the beans.

Y/N: Hey! Don't eat it all.

I pick up the can. But then... Sam jumps up and bites my arm, dragging me to the ground. I scream in fear, and more so, pain!

I repeatedly punch Sam in the face, as much as I don't ever want to hurt an animal...

Sam takes a few steps back, and lunges at me again, but I kick him backwards, and he disappears behind a log... I grab my knife... I'm almost frozen in shock... As I'm shaking, I slowly walk over to him, where I discover... he is impaled with several metal spikes.

He whines and flails, trying to get free. The sight makes me sick to my stomach... How did I end up like this so fast? Why did he have to do it!? My eyes swell with tears as I think to myself... He is just a dog, he is just doing what comes naturally... But I wish it could have been different.

I snap out of my thoughts and quickly realize, Sam is suffering. I need to end it for him...

Y/N: I'm... I'm sorry, Sam.

I stab Sam in the throat, killing him. I roll down my sleeves to cover the bite and leave the camp.

I continue walking through the woods. All that is going through my mind is the burdening disgust at the nature of this world. I find a dog... then have to kill it because it attacked me? Why? Why couldn't we have just been friends?

It reminds me of everything else in this world now. I don't think I could trust anyone ever again after Christa... Her words run through my mind over and over, "Trust? You think you can trust someone out here? Not now. Not anymore..."

I whimper in pain and exhaustion and sit down, leaning against a rock. I can't go anymore... my vision becomes blurry. Walkers start to approach... I have to get up. I have to at least try to escape.

There are walkers everywhere.. and one walker knocks me over. I try to push it away; but then suddenly, it is decapitated by with a machete. Someone else fires a crossbow at the other walkers...

Stranger: I'm out! Grab her, let's go!

To be continued !

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Whipped (Luke X Fem!Reader)

Characters: Luke X Fem!Reader

Universe: The Walking Dead (Telltale)

Warnings: Spoilers of the TWDG

Request: HOLY SHIT I LOVE TWD GAMEEEE 😭🥰 Can I please have one for Luke x reader. Maybe she turns up to the cabin w/ Clementine (she was w/ Clem before and is sorta like a mother figure and Luke is just a lil fuckin whipped for her and really likes her and it's really obvious to everyone else and eventually they confess to each other and it's just a really soft moment

“How’s your arm, Clem?” You asked the young girl as you walked beside her, in between the rest of the group you had met up with. You still weren’t quite sure of the rest of them, especially because of how they treated Clementine when they saw she was bit, even with yours and her insistence that it was a dog. You had warned the girl to be careful and avoid it, but she was a kid, you didn’t blame her for quickly getting attached to it and trying to befriend it.

The past few years had been total hell. You had met Clem and Lee early on, meeting them on the farm, being a family friend of Kenny and Katjaa, being an unofficial god daughter to them, and you had been a frequent babysitter for Duck for them to help get some money as you were in college, though that was put on hold when the apocalypse started. You were one of the few people Lee trusted to look after Clementine due to your experience with babysitting, and Clem took to you quickly. Lee was almost double your age at the time, so it was no surprise that he also grew a bit protective of you as well.

God, you missed Lee. You wish you’d gone with him to go get Clem, but he talked you out of it, and when you found out what happened, and what Clem had to do… you swore then and there that you’d take his place, and protect that little girl. You refused to let her out of your sight, and after experience of seeing how shitty people could be, you were reluctant to take your eyes off the girl with this new group of strangers. However, there was one exception…

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt anymore.” Clem assured you, showing you the bandaging, and you smiled at her, one of your hands subconsciously putting itself on her shoulder. You felt eyes looking at you from behind, and while you’d be paranoid, you knew whose eyes they were. Luke’s. Luke was one of the kinder members of the group, he reminded you a lot of Lee, though he was a lot closer to your age. You liked him because he was fair, and he often checked in on you and Clem, and after explaining what happened two years ago, he understood why you were so protective of the young girl in your care, and he’s had your back up to now, having stood up for you when conflict occured. “Luke’s staring at you again.” Clem whispered to you.

“I’ve noticed.” You chuckled to her, and when you looked back down at her, you saw her get a look in her eye, and a playful smile. “What’s that look for?” You asked her, suspiciously. She just grinned a bit more before she sped up, going to walk beside Nick, apparently to ask him something. You were a little confused at first, until you noticed the spot beside you had been filled by Luke. “Hey.”

“Hey, just came to check in on you. You’re always so busy checking in on Clem, you barely give yourself any time to check in on yourself. How’re you feeling?” He asked you.

“Considering the circumstances… alright. Hopefully we’ll find somewhere safe soon, before it gets dark. Camping out isn’t on my to do list.” You commented, getting a soft chuckle from him.

“We’ll be fine, if we do have to camp out, I’ll be sure to stick close to you and Clem and stay awake so you can get some rest for once.” He assured you, and you smiled at him.

“Thanks Luke, I appreciate it.”

“Clem, I think you’re onto something there.” Nick commented, glancing back at you and Luke, seeing how you two interacted. “He’s whipped.”

“Whipped?” Clem asked, not sure what he meant.

“Head over heels in love, Clem.” Carlos spoke up from just ahead, with a chuckle. Clem smiled, looking back at you both as you continued to talk quietly amongst each other. “Don’t try to interfere, they’ll sort themselves out.” He told her, and she nodded, believing it would happen soon. However, days past, and she was growing impatient. In that time, the group and found another at a Ski resort, and you and Clem were reunited with Kenny, which was emotional to say the least, and she told Kenny and Sarita about Luke being ‘whipped’ by you, which made them both looked a little shock, before she started to explain how close Luke was to you and how he’d vowed to protect you and her, making them realise what she meant and laughed. You two spent quite a while sat with each other, just talking, smiling and laughing, and being happy. It had been a long time since Clem had seen you without stress, genuinely happy, and that made her happy. However, Clem had expressed her impatience to Kenny, who patted her on the back and said he’d be a moment, before he walked up to Luke and asked to talk to him in private. They were gone for quite a bit longer, and for a moment Clem thought that Kenny had took him out back to shoot him like a dog for having feelings for his god daughter, however, soon they came back, and Luke immediately went in the direction of where he’d last seen you, and Kenny gave Clem a thumbs up.

“Hey Y/N, are you busy?” Luke asked you when he finally found you, talking to Rebecca. Before you could speak, Rebecca beat you to it.

“Nah, you’re good, need to go talk to Alvin anyway, talk to you later.” Rebecca assured, giving you a look, similar to Clem had done days prior, and left the room. You gave your full attention to the man, who was rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“You okay?” You asked him, worried there was something bothering him, or that he had some sort of bad news.

“Yeah um… God, I feel like a fuckin’ school boy again.” He mumbled, though you heard him, and his little comment gave you a very good idea about what was on his mind. You suddenly realised why Clem and Rebecca had been acting weird, and come to think of it, everyone for that matter, always referring to Luke when you had any questions or anything or when you asked if you were needed for anything. “I don’t want to make it awkward between us because of how well we’ve been getting along…”

“Do you like me?” You asked him, seeing his eyes widen, and him get flustered, making you smile. “I’m taking that as a yes.” You told him. He let out a mix of a sigh of relief and a nervous chuckle.

“Yeah, have done for a while, but I know that Clem is your top priority, so I get it if you’re not interested- I won’t let it affect our relationship, and I’ll always have your back-” He rambled, though you stepped forward, and pulled him into a kiss by his shirt. Luke was surprised at first, though he soon melted into it. As the kiss ended, you rested your hands on his shoulders, smiling, his hands resting on your sides.

“I think if you look around, everyone’s been waiting for us to get together, including Clem. I know you’ll always look out for me and Clem, you’re a great guy, and I love you for it.” You assured him, giving him another kiss, before you took his hand. “Let’s go get all the teasing over and done with.”

Hope you like it! If you have any questions, please send them in!

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angelsunflowers-fanfics · 4 years

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[TWDG] Louis x Female!reader (Reuniting)

“hi!! could you do a Louis (twdg) x fem! reader where they’re dating and they’ve escaped the boat and get separated for a bit and just a real fluffy reunion at the end (pls no tongueless Lou please sksksks) “

Genre: Angst-fluff

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Louis kept Minnie distracted while Clementine figured a way out of her cell, though the boy was quickly losing his temper. (Y/n) placed a hand on his arm in an attempt to calm him down, but he barely noticed over his rising temperature as the anger flourishes through him.

"After everything, she’s done? You’re just gonna help her? FUCK You!" Louis screamed.

Louis gripped the bars tightly in his hands, wanting to rip them off completely.

Luckily, his little outburst was more than enough for Clementine to slam open the door to knock Minnie to the ground and let herself and Violet out. Clem quickly released the lock on the cell opposite to hers before she turned to the group. Violet kneeled next to her ex-girlfriend, not wanting to go back to school now that she had seen Minnie for the first time in a year, and after all that time she spent mourning.

Minnie is knocked out as Violet brushed her fingers through her ex-lover’s hair; missing how long it used to be.

“Violet, we need to go. She isn’t the same Minnie she was a year ago. I’m sorry,” (y/n) said.

(y/n)’s words almost stroke a chord in her, enough to leave the boat and Minnie? Violet only shook her head in response, not knowing who or what to believe anymore. After everything Lily and the rest of the Raiders put her through, she didn’t know if her own thoughts are hers. What was she supposed to believe? (y/n) glared at the floor before she decided to stay with Violet to convince her to go back to Ericson’s with everyone.

"I'll stay with Violet. You guys should go while you can," (y/n) said.

Louis took a step forward to say something to convince her and maybe Violet but couldn’t get a word out as Clementine grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the exit, trusting (y/n) to take care of Violet for her.

Louis hated leaving (y/n) anywhere, but he didn’t have a choice in this scenario. Not when everyone he knew was in danger. He, along with Aasim and Omar immediately headed off of the boat and into a semi-safety zone as Clementine dealt with Lily.

But (y/n) was stuck with Violet, trying to console her and convince her to come back home. But it was taking more time than they actually had. (y/n) wasn’t even sure when the bomb was actually going to go off, but she had to keep trying.

“Vi, please. I can’t imagine what Lily and the other raiders said to you but it’s not true. I know how much you loved Minnie, we all did… but she’s not the same person she was a year ago, I’m sorry,” (y/n) softly said.

Violet was hesitant, it was normal. Nobody but her and the raiders knew what happened to her psyche.

Becoming mentally abused was just as bad as being physically abused.

But she gave (y/n) her hand to pull her up and leave the boat. She, and everyone else, just wanted to be rid of the past few days worth of memories.

Violet didn’t say a word as she followed (y/n) out of the boat, what did she even say to make up for her former actions? It was probably better to deal with it later, maybe when they were all back home, safe and sound.

By the time the boat exploded, most of the students were on the cart carried by the horse, leaving already. But Louis didn’t feel comfortable leaving (y/n) for the second time that night. It would feel wrong to leave the person he cherished most in the world for raiders and walkers.

“Louis, come on. She can take care of herself. You can come back for her after everyone else is safe,” Aasim disagreed.

Another moment of hesitation was all it took for Violet and (y/n) to enter Louis’ sights, making a beeline toward the cart full of injured students.

“(y/n), babe--” Before Louis could say much else, (y/n) pushed Violet into the cart before she looked to Aasim as he was the oldest of all the former students of the school.

“Go, I can hold them off for a while, but you need to go now,” (y/n) said.

Before Louis could gain her attention, she shoved him into the small space as well, not letting him have a word.

Louis wasn’t able to hop out of the cart by the time the horses took off toward the school. He could only watch helplessly as the love of his life fought for her safety. Though Louis tried to escape the cart to go help, Aasim and the rest of the kids were quick to catch onto his plan and hold him back.

"No! I have to help her! I can't lose her…" Louis’s voice cracked as he struggled to get out of the grip of Aasim and Violet.

All of their heart's broke at the broken look on Louis' face, but they knew (y/n) wouldn't be happy with Louis being in danger, so they kept their grip tight on him.

Luckily, the way back to the school didn’t feel very long with the horses and all the students occupied with keeping Louis away from the dangerous site. But the second the horses stopped in the school, Louis was out of their vice grip and was turned to them,

“I’m going to find her, I can’t leave her in the woods all alone,” Louis spoke up.

The group was silent for a few moments, they just wanted everyone to be safe, but Louis wasn’t going to stop fighting until (y/n) was safe in his arms once again.

Aasim stepped forward and grabbed Louis by the shoulders, giving him a stern look before he spoke, “Okay, stay safe.”

Louis straightened out his outfit before he gave Aasim a confident smile.

“Well, Safety is my middle name,” Louis joked.

Aasim and the rest of the kids stared at Louis with a deadpan look. It was no time for jokes, but of course it was in Louis’ nature.

“Isn’t it Jamie?” Louis gave Aasim a joking glare before he turned toward the forest and searched for his beloved.

…

Luckily it didn’t take more than a few hours for Louis to find (y/n) aimlessly wandering the woods. She was never good with directions.

Louis released a relieved gasp to see his love all in one piece and healthy, or she looked to be from the distance at the very least.

Louis picked up the speed with his feet until he was only a few yards away from (y/n) before he yelled out to her, “(y/n)!”

(y/n) pointed her gaze to Louis, happy to see a familiar face in the endless woods. A smile broke onto her face and without any warning, she jumped into Louis’s arms.

Though he almost lost his footing, Louis wrapped his arms around (Y/n), securing her to him so if they both fell, they’d be falling together.

“Lou. I’m glad you got out safe,” (y/n) said as she pulled away and onto her own two feet before continuing, “Is everyone safe, the children?”

Louis was hoping that Clementine and the kids would be safe as well, but it looked as if (y/n) had been on her own for the past hour.

“No, but I’m sure we can find them together. Alright, Babe?” Louis offered.

(y/n) was grateful for Louis’s optimism, she would have lost hope a long time ago without it. She granted Louis a quick kiss on the lips, one of her hands slipped into his before she pulled away.

“Okay. But I don’t want you leaving my side for a while.”

Louis leaned in to rest his forehead against (y/n)’s, his tone lowered to one that could be compared to a whisper, “Of course, Baby. I want to be by your side the whole way.”

Getting onto the task finally, (Y/n) and Louis, hand-in-hand, set out to find Clementine, AJ, Tennessee and James: unscathed and safe.

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