Hey ppl! x This is my first ever fic. I'm so excited to hear your thoughts on this and how you think I could improve or where I should take this story (I have absolutely no clue wtf I'm doing!). As I'm in agony over the 100 season 4 finale I thought I'd make my first fic about that! So I'll stop talking now and hopefully enjoy! Xx

Disclaimer: Sadly I own nothing but the crappy plot If I did own more I'd probably be able to buy a mansion or something cool like that

"This is the ground calling ark station or whats left of it"

Clarke sighed into the radio. It was almost a month after praimfaya had devastated the earth. She'd been doing this every day calling and calling but with no reply.

"Hello? Ark station do you read me? Raven? Bellamy? Is anyone there?"

Clarke put down the radio and looked around the empty lab, she thought about how long she would be alone and suddenly her eyes welled up with tears.

"Come on guys" she muttered hopelessly into the radio " Where are you?"

She threw the radio down in despair. What if they were dead and she was doing all this for nothing? What if she was never going to see them again and they were never coming back.

She took a deep breath.

"You can't think like that Clarke" She told herself

She picked up the radio once more.

"If you can hear me up there," she glanced up at the skylight "This is my last call for today but like I said yesterday I'm alive. I survived. Please tell me you did too."

Her voice started to shake towards the end of her sentence so she put down the radio and decided to try and get on with her day. She attempted to forget about the others and focus.

"Food and water" she told herself " You need to go out and find clean water and something edible or it won't matter that you survived praimfaya."

She watched the sunrise and then set out on her errands. The landscape was barren and the air was still hot. She could feel the pressure of the atmosphere surrounding her. Not a blade of grass or tree in sight just red. Red hills, red fields everything was soaked red in radiation.

They all took shifts monitoring the radio. Bellamy always insisted on taking double shifts and on somebody calling him if the radio went off when he wasn't there. Right now was the second half of Bellamy's shift, he yawned and wished he'd taken a different shift. Everybody on the ark was asleep apart from Raven and him. Raven had barely gotten any sleep since they arrived, there was a lot of work to be done and usually Raven and Monty were the only ones who knew how to do it.

"…Ground calling Ark…. or….what's left….."

"Raven!" Bellamy called "The radio is going off!"

Raven came rushing into the room. She immediately set to work trying to tune the radio so it had less static. They had been trying to fix it for days now. They started to hear static on it about a week ago but they could only tune the frequency when somebody was talking into it. It wasn't until yesterday that the voice became recognisable. It was Clarke. She was alive. They still had trouble hearing everything she said but it was getting easier day by day.

"Hello? A….. do you read m…? Bell..my? Is any… there?"

They could't answer her yet. One problem at a time Raven had said. She told them that their side of the radio was fried and the easier thing to do was fix the static first. After that they could worry about getting their side working. Nevertheless when Bellamy heard his name ( or part of what he assumed was his name) he wished they'd gotten their side working first.

"YES!" Raven yelled, Bellamy who had been lost in thought almost jumped out of his seat. "It should be pretty much tuned now!"

She looked at Bellamy smugly.

"Who's the best?"

"You are Raven." He said while both sighing and laughing.

"Come on guys, Where are you?"

Both their smiles faded quickly. Clarke was alone on earth and she would be alone for another 5 years. Bellamy sighed with his head in his hands. He ran his hands through his hair and wondered if he could handle being alone for that long. If they could just get their radio working maybe she wouldn't feel so alone.

He hoped that she could make contact with the bunker too and that maybe they could let her in for a while. There had to be an airlock system in the door right? So that you could let somebody in without poisoning the inhabitants. Bellamy knew that it was a long shot but he couldn't bear the thought of Clarke being completely alone for five years. The radio pulled him from his thoughts.

"If you can hear me up there, this is my last call for today but like I said yesterday I'm alive. I survived. Please tell me you did too."

She thought they might be dead. Her voice was slightly shaky towards the end of the sentence. Nobody but Bellamy picked up on it. She was scared. He hoped Raven could get the radio working soon so they could at least tell her they were alright.

"Poor Princess" He didn't mean to say it aloud but it just came out

"You said it, I…" muttered Raven she paused as if thinking about whether or not she should say what she was about to say "Bellamy, I've got bad news "

He turned to look at her. She had an air of sadness and defeat around her.

"I..I don't know if..."

"Spit it out Raven"

"I don't know if I can get our side of the radio working."