It was night time as Lee and Clementine reached the farm in Shawn’s pick-up and everyone got out, looking out at the dimly lit house. Chet stumbled out of the back and stretched his arms.
Chet: Hey, Shawn… I’m’a run on home. My mama’s gonna be in a snit.
Shawn: No sweat, man. I’ll catch you tomorrow night.
The man turned to Lee and Clementine, smiling.
Chet: It was nice to meet ya both.
Lee waved goodbye and then Chet left the farm. From behind them, the farmhouse door opened and Shawn’s father, Hershel, walked out.
Hershel: Thank god you’re okay.
Shawn: I was worried it’d be bad here, too.
The boy wrapped his father in a firm hug.
Hershel: Been quiet as usual the past couple days. Ol’ Breckon down the way thinks his mare’s gone lame but that ain’t nothing new.
Shawn: I wouldn’t have made it back without Chet.
Hershel: Well, I’m glad you took him with you then.
The old man then saw Lee and Clementine, changing his stance to put his hands on his hips.
Hershel: You’ve brought a couple guests.
Lee: Your boy’s a lifesaver.
Hershel: Glad he could be of help to somebody. So it’s just you and your daughter then.
Shawn: Oh, not his daughter, he was her neighbour.
Hershel didn’t seem so sure of this and crouched down in front of Clementine, giving her a warm smile.
Hershel: Honey, do you know this man?
Clementine: Yes.
Hershel: Okay, then.
He got back up, turning to look at Lee. He caught sight of the wound on his leg.
Hershel: Well, looks like you hurt your leg pretty bad there.
Lee: Yeah, it’s not doing so good.
Hershel: I can help you out. Shawn, run on in and check on your sister. You, take a seat up on the porch and I’ll go see what I have.
Shawn and Hershel went into the house as Lee took a seat on the porch, Clementine standing near the top of the stairs. A short time after, Hershel appears again, holding some bandages. Slowly, he kneeled down and inspected the man’s injury.
Hershel: Let’s have a look. Yeah, this is swollen to hell.
Lee: It HURTS like hell.
Hershel: I bet it does. What’d you say your name was?
Lee: It’s Lee.
Hershel: Nice to meet you, Lee. I’m Hershel Greene.
Carefully, the older man wrapped the bandages around Lee’s leg, making him wince in pain.
Hershel: How’d this happen?
Lee: Car accident.
The man nodded.
Hershel: That so? Where were you headed? Before the car accident?
Lee: I was getting out of Atlanta.
Hershel: The news says stay.
Lee: Yeah, well, that’s a mistake. We hit a guy, one of those things you’ve been hearing about, on the road.
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The First Step (Book One, Clementine)
AdventureThe first book in the Step Series. Takes place in the first walking dead game, will be a slowburn Clementine x oc. It started when the dead rose up and started walking and me and my family were coming back from visiting my aunt. It was a long journe...
