The Walking Dead: Emperor of Flames

Season 2/Chapter 34: Batter Up

Mike: This is being sensible.

Clementine looks back at Carlos and the cot where Y/n is laying on top of. She turns back to the rest of the group. 

Clementine: We need to leave now. It's only gonna get worse.

Carlos joins the group just as Luke speaks again. 

Luke: This is what I'm talking about. We're in no shape to go now.

Everyone looks at Carlos, wondering about the condition Y/n is in, but Clementine is the first to ask. 

Clementine: How... How is he? Is he okay? 

Carlos: (Sighs) The branding on his back tore some of his flesh away and it's going to leave a nasty scar. He will need to have his scarring tended to otherwise it could get infected but I'm pretty sure he'll pull through from that. 

The others grin hearing about him, but before they can get to happy, Carlos continues. 

Carlos: I wouldn't get too excited just yet. 

Everyone stops. 

Carlos: The scarring will be manageable as long as we have antibiotics to clean it, that's true. But that's not what I'm worried about now. You see, after Madison threw him onto the floor he hit his head on it and it gave him a concussion but I'm not sure how bad. I got him as stable as I could but until he wakes up, we won't know if there's any damage to the brain.

Kenny: Fuck.

Clementine clutches his hat and necklace in her hands as Carley sits back down in her chair. She doesn't know what to say or do, while Molly on the other hand is pacing back & forth like before, but more angrily now. Angry at the situation, herself, and mostly at Carver and Madison for the situation.

Luke: Okay, look maybe I'm just playing devil's advocate here, but if, damn it, if y'all are serious about going tonight, then we're gonna have to start talking about maybe leaving some folks behind.

Clementine/Molly/Carley: No!

Luke: There is no other way.

Rebecca: This is bullshit.

Luke: Well, I don't like it either, but guess what? It's where we're at.

Kenny angrily stomps over to Luke and grabs him by the collar, lifting him out of his seat. 

Kenny: You piece of shit, he's only in that condition 'cause you got caught. And if you even think about leaving him behind, I swear, you won't be making it out either.

Sarita: That child is only here because of you people just like Clementine, Kenny, and Me.  

Carley: Yeah. If it wasn't for you assholes my kid wouldn't be here. And he wouldn't be in the condition he's in. 

Carlos: So we should risk all of our lives?

Molly: I heard how much he and Clem have had to do for your group. You owe him. All of you do. 

Carlos: Just thinking out loud here. 

Clementine: We aren't leaving him! We'll figure something out! Okay, just... It's not fair!

Luke: Life ain't fair, Clem. We're just trying to make the best of a bad situation, here. No one wants to leave Y/n.

Suddenly, the group hears a small set of footsteps coming there way and a familiar voice. 

Y/n: Good, 'cause... you won't have to.

Everybody looks and finds Y/n standing up with his torso completely covered up in bandages. He has on the rest of his clothes besides his tank top which is hanging over his shoulder currently. Clem is the first to run over to him as she almost jumps on top of him, holding onto him as she's still holding onto his hat and necklace.