A/N: Just a thought of what could happen if Raven and Abby reunited next episode. Enjoy :)


"Raven!"

Raven spun around to find a frantic looking Clarke jogging towards her. "Have you seen my mom?"

For the last hour, the Blake's had been driving the car back and forth to pick up loads of people and bring them back to the base after Clarke had successfully made her way out of the City of Light. Arcadia had been chaotic ever since as swarms of people were reunited for the first time after the ordeal. Raven barely had the chance to breathe, let alone keep a running mental log of everyone who came through. Some people, though, would be hard not to take notice of. People like Abby.

"No, I thought she was with you," Raven began before speaking quickly again as she watched Clarke's panic rise. "Her truck probably hasn't come in yet. Just give it some time."

Her words had not appeared to ease Clarke's worries at all as Raven caught her eyes frantically scanning the masses in hopes of catching a glimpse of her mom. Raven placed a hand on her arm, drawing Clarke's attention for just one moment. "Clarke, you look exhausted."

"You don't look so hot yourself."

Raven acted like she didn't hear that comment. "Look, how about you go lay down, find someplace quiet to rest for a while and if I find your mom, I'll let you know."

Clarke shrugged her shoulders, still shaking. "Raven, I-"

"I know, Clarke. It's going to be alright."

Raven offered a sad smile, trying to hold up the emotions that had been building up inside her since she had been freed from ALIE. The physical pain was one aspect she could learn to deal with, but the mental and emotional trauma inflicted from the realization of what she had done under ALIE's influence was a burden she had difficultly handling. They all had lost something the day the City of Light became an option, but all Raven could do to convey that without losing her composure entirely was that sad smile and a small squeeze to Clarke's arm. Clarke seemed to understand though because she nodded in agreement, taking in a deep breath. "Okay, yeah. You're right. I- I'll be in my room. But please, Raven-"

"I promise you, Clarke. You'll be the first person I tell."

"Thank you." It was barely audible, almost choked out, but Raven heard her loudly.

Raven watched as Clarke made her way to her room, waiting until she disappeared before bringing a radio to her lips. "Bellamy, do you read me?"

Raven scanned the horizon in hopes of seeing their truck coming her way.

"Miss me already?"

Raven ignored him and continued to pace. "Where are you guys? Is Abby with you?"

"Yes, and Jackson too. I'm pulling into camp now. Be ready. We might need your help."

Need my help? Raven thought to herself. What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Bellamy hopped out of the driver's seat, swinging a gun around his arm as he made his way to the back of the truck. Raven limped after him.

"I swear to God Bellamy if you screwed up the engine already I-"

Bellamy grabbed Raven's arm, looking at her gravely. "It's not your mechanical expertise I needed your help for."

Bellamy opened the doors to reveal the last missing persons curled up on the floor, holding tight to their worn and beaten bodies. It was Jackson who first caught Raven's attention, sitting closest to the doors and looking mentally disturbed as he shamefully climbed out of the vehicle. It wasn't until his shadow had fully disappeared that Raven noticed the person she had been looking for all day sitting crouched up in the far corner, avoiding contact with everyone.

"Abby?" Raven gasped, taking in a woman that had become almost unrecognizable given her grave condition.

"We need to find her a place to lie down. She really needs to go to medical, but she refused," Jackson began, picking up a folded kit that Raven had recognized from her surgery.

"Wait why are you taking that? And why does she need to go to medical? What happened?"

"I don't know, she refuses to talk. Much like everyone else who was there to witness it."

Jackson began walking away in the direction of the medical ward. Bellamy turned to Raven. "If you can get her to talk or even just calm her down a little- She's been on edge since we picked her up, in and out of consciousness. I don't know what happened but from my end, it was pretty messed up."

"I need to go tell Clarke. Maybe she can-"

"No!" Bellamy tugged on Raven's sleeve, effectively stopping her from bolting. "No, please just- Don't even mention Clarke, okay? Something happened in there and whatever it was, Clarke seemed to be involved in some way. Just get her somewhere comfortable and quiet so she can rest. She hasn't slept in days."

Raven nodded, concern brooding over her whole being as she caught Abby stirring in the corner. "Okay, I promise I won't say anything. And Bellamy?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm glad your back."

Bellamy offered a smile that was tainted from the fatigue and pain that had come over his body. He offered a squeeze to Raven's shoulder before turning around and shouting off orders to the rest of camp in attempt to quiet the chaos. That's when Raven turned to the truck, offering an arm out to the shadow in the corner.

"Abby, it's Raven. Let's get you home."


Abby had been silent much of their walk back to her living quarters. The last time they had been in each other's presence Raven had unwillingly tortured Abby, which ultimately ended up torturing Raven herself when she came to and regained awareness. Unbeknownst to Raven, Abby was in the same position only Abby had less than twenty-four hours to come to terms with the evils she had committed while under ALIE's influence. The quiet allowed Abby to continue to brood over the events that had taken place while she was in the City of Light, and she couldn't help but avoid contact of any kind with all those who had been witness to her crimes.

Raven stopped when they arrived at Abby's door, pressing her back against it. "Look Abby, before I let you go I really need to say something."

Raven paused, waiting for an acknowledgement of some kind but was sadly disappointed. When no response came from her, Raven brought two fingers under Abby's chin, beckoning her to make eye contact. However, upon touching her skin Abby pulled back and winced, closing tight her eyes before bringing her gaze upon Raven. It was then that Raven truly got a good look at her. The way her eyes fell dead, her expression tormented. The way her hair was caked with blood and her neck consumed by red and purple. Her clothes looked like they hadn't been washed in weeks and her usual immaculate hands were hardened by dirt and blood. She was not the Abby she knew, and Raven couldn't help but feel responsible for it.

"I'm so sorry for what I did to you. For giving up. I didn't mean to cause all of this. Any of it." Raven looked to the floor as staring into those vacant eyes made speaking harder, and gathered her thoughts and composure before continuing. "You don't have to forgive me, I'd understand. But I needed you to know. I'm sorry, Abby. I'm so sorry."

It was Raven who was fighting back tears now as she looked down on her downtrodden friend, pleading silently that Abby would say something, anything to break this silence that had gone on between them.

"It's okay, Raven. It wasn't your fault," Abby croaked out from her dry and enflamed throat. She stepped towards Raven, placing a hand on her doorknob. "Thank you for walking me back. I'll let you get back to the others now."

Abby began to open the door but Raven stopped her, wrapping her arms around Abby's broken frame. Abby jumped at first, remaining tense for a second before lightly hugging Raven back. Raven wanted to hold on longer but she sensed the hesitance in Abby's response; she didn't want to make things worse. So Raven let go, trying to keep hidden from her face the knowledge that she felt the hallow shell that Abby had become. "Goodnight, Abby."

Abby smiled back weakly, stepping inside her room. "Goodnight Raven." And at that, her door was shut, leaving Raven standing bewildered and heartbroken outside the doctor's door.

What happened to you?


A/N: I was thinking of making this a two-shot. If anyone wants me to continue, please let me know in the comments. And, as always, thank you for reading!