Clementine was woken as the sun came up shining into her eyes. She shot off her bed as soon as her thoughts gathered and walked towards Y/N. Nick was sat next to him, keeping guard. Clementine squealed in excitement and rushed over, seeing Y/N was laying on his side, facing the wall.

"Y/N. Y/N are you awake?" Clementine asked excitedly. She was shocked when he didn't respond.

"Nick, is he?"

"He's been in and out Clem. But he ain't said nothing. He ain't doing too well" Nick answered.

Clementine's eyes teared up before she was softly grabbed from behind, Rebecca saying gently:

"That's boys been through some hell, let's just give him some time to wake up and figure things out."

Clementine nodded as the shutter door opened, Vince and Wyatt bringing the group their twice daily servings of beans and rice.

—~—

The group had a quick meeting after breakfast, deciding that Clementine should get the radio to Luke while she was running supplies back and forth.

As she, Kenny and Mike were being led away by Wyatt, Bonnie called out that Clementine was with her this morning. Kenny attempted to argue but Clem reassured him it was fine.

The pair entered the armoury and Bonnie shut the door, asking immediately:

"How's Y/N? Any change?"

"He woke up during the night but he's not talking and he's just laying on his side, I'm not sure what to do" Clementine said as tears fell from her eyes again.

"Oh darling. Just- it was a hell of an evil thing done to him, that boy's gonna need a hell of a lot of help coming out the other side of it. He's gonna need you to be strong for him."

Clementine nodded before wiping her eyes.

"You said to come up with a plan. Luke's hiding in the comic store. I need to get this to him..."

Clem lifted her jumper, showing Bonnie the radio.

"Clementine!" Bonnie said in shock.

"I can drop it off on the way to the others. Are you finished with me?"

Bonnie sighed and nodded.

"Anyone asks I send you to Wyatt to see what he needs. Don't get caught."

Clementine nodded and quickly began walking out the door. She passed out to the expansion, quickly ducking into the comic store.

"Luke. Luke are you ok?" Clementine asked before the front door swung open behind her. Troy was standing there, his face bruised and the bottom row of his teeth knocked out.

"Fucking little bitch. You ain't supposed to be in here!"

As Troy walked towards Clementine she answered:

"I just thought I-"

She was cut off as she was backhanded hard, falling to the floor with a pained yell.

"You've fucked up big time girl" Troy said standing over her menacingly with a sadistic smirk before the door opened again.

"Wh-What's going on in here?" Wyatt asked as Clementine looked at him with eyes begging for help.

"Walk away Wyatt. I only need ten minutes to teach this girl her place."

"N-no" Wyatt stammered.

"The fuck you say to me?" Troy snapped as he turned to face the chubby bearded coward.

"B-Bill's going mental. He wants everyone to the cage, now."

—~—

Wyatt walked behind Clementine and Troy as Troy squeezed the back of Clementine's neck and shoved her forward. They reached the cage as Bill was pacing, most of the guards near the fence with guns aimed at the prisoners, only the young guy, Russell, standing on the other side.

"And here's the last one" Bill said angrily as Troy sneered:

"I'm gonna teach you that lesson later on" and shoved Clementine forward, Kenny steadying her as he glared at Troy.

"As I was saying how is it that we're repaid for our trust? With treachery? With deceit? With theft?"

For the first time Clementine noticed Luke sitting in front of Rebecca and Carlos. He looked like he'd been beaten to hell.

Carver waved the second stolen radio up high as he yelled:

"Whatever you were planning is over, it's done. You can't just run from your problems. You can't just up and leave when it gets tough, 'cause there's nowhere else you can go where it ain't. Tough is all we got now. Get that through your fuckin' skulls. Luke here, he can't help you now. You gotta help yourselves. You gotta help me find the strength to forgive you. Now, you can start... by telling me where the other one is. I'm gonna count to three. If that radio ain't in my hand by then, we'll have to make things more difficult. One. Two"

Clementine pulled the radio from where it was tucked into her belt and said "I've got-"

"I've got it right here" Kenny said loudly, quickly snatching it from Clementine's hand. He walked towards Carver who held his hand out.

"Sorry don't know what I was thinking" Kenny chuckled, dropping it into Carver's hand.

"Three" Carver smiled.

The two exchanged a look and Kenny knew exactly what was coming. He sighed and muttered:

"Fucker"

Before the first blow with the radio smashed into his head, dropping him to a knee. The group screamed, as Carver smashed blow after blow with the radio into Kenny's face.

—~—

Y/N was woken by yelling, then Carver's monologue, then Kenny's voice. He pushed himself to his feet as he heard screams of "Kenny" and "Please stop"- ignoring the absolute agony he was in on his torso, as he stumbled forward.

—~—

Clementine ran forward to try to help, before getting smacked in the face by the butt of Russell's gun. Clementine's vision went blurry, she saw Carver smash into Kenny's face again, before Russell suddenly gargled. Someone had come up behind him, pulled a hunter knife from his belt, and jammed it through the back of his neck and out the front of his throat. The group and guards mostly screamed, Carver stopping in shock as his young friend fell forward, dead. Y/N stood there looking half dead and covered in bandages, glaring as he limped forward towards Carver who had stopped punching Kenny.

"Stop. I said stop" Troy said, stepping in front of Y/N. Y/N lashed out, the knife stabbing into Troy's shoulder. Troy screamed and fell back, knocking into Carver.

The guards looked at Y/N, horrified as Russell's blood spread from his body:

"You fucking half dead little cunt!" Carver sneered, looking at Y/N with aggression before another expression grew on his face.

Fear.

The look on Y/N's face was like nothing Carver had ever seen before. It was like a monster. Carver was too scared to even raise his gun.

"B-Bonnie, Vince. You two stay here and keep an eye on them. Carlos you-"

Carver stopped again as Y/N growled, slowly moving towards him with genocidal rage in his eyes.

"Tavia, you stitch up Troy. No dinner for any of y'all."

The rest of the guards left as Y/N death stared them. The second the shutter closed he leant against the wall, holding his abdomen as an agonised expression appeared on his face.

Carlos had rushed to Kenny, examining him worriedly as his face was bloodied and smashed in. Sarita rushed over and held Kenny at the same time. Rebecca held a crying Sarah. Y/N leant against the wall with his eyes closed, the pain in his abdomen beyond words, as Clementine rushed over and gently put her arms around his shoulders.

"Are you ok, Y/N?" She asked with concern. Y/N shook his head. Bonnie and Vince meanwhile walked to Carlos after having been talking among themselves.

"Do your best with him, Carlos. You need to get him able to move, 'cause we're leavin' tonight. We're leavin' tonight" Bonnie said with determination in her voice.