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I DO NOT OWN THE 100

This story will closely follow the show with the edition of my OC and some personal exchanges between her and other characters.

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"Prisoner two-seven-four, face the wall." Lynette Bishop rolled her eyes as she got to her feet and turned to face the wall. "Hold out your right arm."

"So this it? You're gonna float me?" she asked with a sneer.

"Quiet." One of the guards slapped a surprisingly painful metal bracelet over her right wrist. She looked over at the cold thing. It struck her as odd that they were going to accessorize her before her death.

"What's going on?" She heard a noise just before a sharp pain bit into her side. She looked down to see the dart just as her vision went black. The darkness was thick as she tried to wake herself back up. It was akin to swimming in oil. She got snippets of sound first. Then she could feel her eyelids start to flutter. She was jostled awake to find herself strapped into a seat and squashed between the other residents of the sky box. So they didn't float me…

"Prisoners of the Arc, hear me now." Lynette rolled her eyes at the sound of the man who believed lecherous guards over a teenage girl. "You've been given a second chance. As your Chancellor, it is my hope that you see this, not as just a chance for you, but as a chance for all of us." She was going to barf. He didn't give her a chance when a guard claimed she assaulted him. Sexually. "Indeed for mankind itself. We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds of survival were better, we would have sent others. Frankly, we're sending you, because your crimes have made you expendable."

"Your dad's a dick, Wells." Lynette was surprised to hear that he was on this strange ride of theirs. Why was the good boy with all the criminals? What could he have possibly done to earn himself a ticket?

"Those crimes will be forgiven. Your records wiped clean." He was lying. He had to be. Lynette wouldn't trust anyone in power ever again. Man or woman. But especially not a man. "Your drop site has been chosen carefully. Before the last war, Mount Weather was a military base built within a mountain." She stopped paying attention to the nonsense that the Chancellor was spewing to witness a far more interesting sight. One of the guys had gotten out of their restraints and was floating around. She found herself whooping with a few others at this display.

"Check it out. Your dad floated me after all." It was the guy who had gone for a walk in space and had wasted a month's worth of oxygen. She was impressed and kind of jealous. She wanted to know what it was like to be weightless. She wanted to wriggle free of her straps and float around, too. Then she remembered what woke her in the first place and thought it wiser to remain secure. It seemed she wasn't the only one who wanted to join Finn and his float about the ship. It also seemed that she was the only smart one of the group.

Two other guys cut themselves loose and started floating around. It really did look like fun, but Lynette felt another jolt run through the ship. No. She was going to stay strapped in until they landed. Then she'd have fun. Finn was talking to Wells and—I'll be damned… Princess Clarke. She was the one in solitary for whatever reason. Not that Lynette could say much. She'd been put in solitary as well to keep herself and the guards separate. She was surprised that mommy hadn't sprung her. This was going to be interesting with the Good Twins around.

Too fast, the ship lurched, sending Finn and the other two floaters flying. Lynette gripped on to her safety straps, pleading with the fibers to do their job. The lights flickered and sparks flew. People screamed. It was like a nightmare. They were all going to die. All because Jaha wanted to make some bid for survival on Earth. They were going to die, because the adults in power were all a bunch of pansies. Great.

A sudden force pushed from beneath her. A serious feel of deceleration rushed up the ship and Lynette thought she was going to vomit. The lights flashing off and on were not helping the feeling. A wash of sparks caught her in the chest and she screamed at the heat they brought. She wasn't burned, but her clothes were singed and she was freaking out. Everyone was freaking out.

Then everything just stopped. She could hear things powering down and the sounds of heavy breathing filled her ears. She could feel her heart in her throat. Her knuckles were white from her grip on the seatbelts.

"Listen," called one boy strapped to the wall in front of her. "No machine hum." He was right. It was so quiet. Hollow even. As if on command, all the latches released on the straps. Lynette pulled the straps free and she rushed from the seat. She had to see it. Earth. Though they could get radiated to death on opening the door… Then again they would all suffocate and die in here if they didn't. So, dead anyways, she might as well try to enjoy the view.

"The outer door's on the lower level! Let's go!" someone shouted. She was all for that. Then Lynette saw the princess crouch down. That's right! Finn and the other two guys. She made her way over to Clarke in time to hear her disagree with opening the doors. Lynette sighed and squatted next to Finn.

"Are you alright?" she asked. She pushed her waist length locks back over her shoulder and looked at Finn. He was pale and looked on the verge of tears. She could only guess at what he was thinking, because he seemed outwardly fine. If she was right about his train of thought… She would probably cry if she were him. She'd feel responsible for the deaths of those other two guys. She didn't even know their names… It made her sad to a certain degree. "Come on." She tried to get him to his feet and worked him to the ladder. There was nothing to be done for those boys now, no use in drowning in something you couldn't control.

"That's Octavia Blake! The girl they found hidden in the floor!" What a thing to climb down a ladder to. Lynette paused in her descent and looked over at the door to see a male and female, both dark of hair standing together. If the girl was Octavia, then Lynette was willing to bet the guy was Bellamy. Octavia looked like she was trying to fight the crowd, but the guy held her back. He muttered something to her, but Lynette was too far to hear them. Whatever it was made her smile and then they both turned to the door. Lynette reached the floor and pushed to the front of the crowd. They were going to open the it.

The dark haired male pulled the door release and smoke and white light flooded the chamber. Lynette had to blink at the bright eye invasion. She hadn't realized just how gloomy it was in the ship until right then. It was beautiful. So green and bright and crisp. She only ever imagined what it would really look like down here. So to actually see it… Her breath caught in her throat. And the smell. She had never been so happy to smell something in her entire life. It was sharp, yet sweet, with a little musk. Watching Octavia walk down the ramp and take the first steps on Earth in nearly a hundred years was amazing, but Lynette was a tad jealous.

"We're back, bitches!" screamed Octavia. Lynette couldn't agree more. People cheered before rushing on to the planet. It was a thrill. It had been a year since she had felt such clarity, such freedom. She jogged into the woods and danced. There was no music and she didn't need any. She was just too happy to be alive.

"Lynette?" a voice called to her in a questioning tone. She turned in the middle of her little dance and her gaze fell on an old friend.

"John!" she screeched. She ran at the younger boy and launched into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist, arms around his neck. He hugged her tight as he carried her surprise weight.

"It's good to see you, too, Lyn," he said with a breathy smile, letting her to her feet.

"Oh my god, I missed you," Lynette couldn't stop smiling. "Not surprised to see you, though." She playfully punched her friend in the shoulder and some other guys gathered around them.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence. Guys, this is my friend, Lyn. We go way back," John Murphy introduced her to the guys and she shook all their hands. She had to wonder what they were all in for. She had to wonder if they knew what she was in for. If they did, and thought they could use that against her… Well they would be sorely mistaken. "So, hey. Happy birthday."

"Yeah, I would say," Lynette laughed. Today was her eighteenth birthday. When those guards came into her cell, she was sure she was going to die. Instead she got the best possible present ever. Earth. "Some gift." Their little group had walked a short way when she spied Wells manhandling someone. She nudged John and nodded in their direction.

"Hey, hey, hey! Hands off of him. He's with us," spoke John with some authority. Lynette was impressed by his tone. Then again, when they used to spend time together, she was usually the one doing all the talking. Clarke was with them and the guy from the wall. She arched a brow and decided to simply watch how things went down. John was a big boy now; he could handle himself. Plus, she wasn't a big fan of the Prince and the Princess.

"Relax. We're just trying to figure out where we are," answered Wells. His hand movements implied surrender. He wasn't looking for trouble. Though what made him think he could just put his hands on someone? Daddy's not here to save you now, Wells. It wasn't that she didn't like him, it was more that he had never known the pain that she went through. He was privileged. But now, down here, things were going to be different. The sooner he realized that, the better off he would be.

"We're on the ground." Lynette whipped her head to the left, seeking the owner of the voice. It was that guy who opened the door. Octavia was standing beside him. That only confirmed for Lynette that he was indeed Bellamy Blake. Brother. Ex-guard. Janitor. What was he doing here? And wearing that jacket? "That not good enough for you?"

"We need to find Mount Weather." Wells was walking towards Bellamy now. This could go wrong with a quickness if Bellamy didn't like Wells. Bellamy looked like he could take care of himself. Plus, if her info was right, he had been a guard. Wells, however looked like he had a purpose. "You heard my father's message. That has to be our first priority."

"Screw your father," said Octavia. Lynette nodded her head in agreement. Chancellor Jaha was going to float her for something that wasn't her fault. Forget him. "What? You think you're in charge here? You, and your little princess?"

"Do you think we care who's in charge?" The princess was one of the rare blondes on the Arc. Pretty, blue-eyed, and privileged. Lynette had an instant dislike of her. Now, she didn't know her personally, but she didn't need to. Clarke had everything she wanted. And got herself locked up. Lynette knew it wasn't fair to blame Clarke for whatever she had been accused of. She could be like herself and been framed. Somehow Lynette doubted it. "We need to get to Mount Weather. Not because the Chancellor said so, but because the longer we wait, the hungrier we'll get and the harder this'll be. How long do you think we'll last without those supplies? We're looking at a twenty-mile trek. Okay? So if we want to get there before dark, we need to leave. Now."

She had a point. A good one. She may not like the Chancellor or want to do his bidding, but they would need food. Lynette was already feeling a tad peckish… She looked to John, noting how he didn't seem to care. He wouldn't be going, she could tell. Lynette chewed the inside of her bottom lip. She didn't actually want to do any work, but going to the mountain would grant her the ability to see the area and get something to eat.

"I got a better idea," started Bellamy. "You two go. Find it for us. Let the privileged do the hard work for a change." Lynette smiled at that. People cheered, agreeing that Clarke and Wells should do some work for once in their lives. Lynette was still going to go with them, but mostly for her own means. She wanted to see this new world of theirs.

"You're not listening," and then Wells opened his mouth… "We all need to go." Lynette rolled her eyes. John was the one who seemed to have had enough with Wells speaking. He brushed passed her and pushed at Wells.

"Look at this everybody, Chancellor of Earth." Lynette let out a breath of laughter. Wells really was acting like he was the new Chancellor. Their Chancellor. Oh this was going to be interesting. Or at least that's what she was thinking before she saw Wells swallow. She knew that the next words out of his mouth were going to be a mistake.

"You think that's funny?" he asked John. Apparently, John did not because instead of responding with words, he moved on him, sweeping his ankle and sending the other man to the ground. Clarke cried out in alarm and some of the guys around Lynette moved to hold the blonde back. Lynette had the briefest curiosity as to whether or not it had been John's plan to gang up on the prince all along. She hoped not, because that was just low. Wells got to his feet and there was no mistaking the limp he now had. It didn't seem to matter to either guy; they were both determined. Lynette was getting bored with the shuffling between the two of them and was about to say something when Finn spun out of the air. She looked up to where he apparently came from and had to wonder how he got up there in first place. Guess he's not called Spacewalker for nothing.

"Kids got one leg," he said, calm as a cucumber. "How 'bout you wait 'till it's a fair fight?" Lynette watched the back of John's head, waiting to see what he would do. Then she sighed and moved to his side. She placed a hand on his chest the other on his shoulder, holding him gently from behind.

"He has a point, John," Lynette said sweetly to her friend. "This is just boring." He looked to her, the look was not friendly at first. It was as if he didn't realize it was her. She blinked at the taller man in mild surprise. Yes, it had been a year since they had seen each other, but had he changed that much?

"Hey, Spacewalker," called Octavia. Lynette and John both looked to the girl, though John's gaze went quickly back to Wells, watching him with an animalistic stare. Finn turned to Octavia, smile on his face before he was really looking at her. "rescue me next." Lynette smiled at that. The floor girl had balls. She might actually like her. It was then that John walked off, grabbing one of his male friends. Lynette looked across the group and caught Bellamy's gaze, though it was more for his sister than anyone else, before heading off after her friend.

"John," she called. He slowed his pace for her to catch up. Lynette might have been older, but John was taller by nearly a head. "What was that?" He looked at her tersely before turning form her. She narrowed her eyes at his back as he took but a step away from her. No way he was going to ignore her. She launched herself at his back, taking him to the ground. "Have you forgotten who I am? You might be bigger than me, Johnny boy, but I know how to make you weak in the knees."

She had all of her weight on his back. The guys they were with stepped back from the two of them. She pressed her chest into his shoulders trying to keep him pinned to the ground. Her long light chocolate locks covered his face and hers, most of it in the dirt. They used to wrestle before she was locked away. They used to do a lot of things, but times have changed. A lot, it seemed. He did a sort of push up and grabbed one of her arms. John pulled her from his back and scrambled on top of her.

"I haven't forgotten," he whispered to her. The moment was suddenly more intimate than she had wanted, especially with an audience. She head-butted him and scrambled from under him as he sat up to clutch at his forehead. She could feel the ghosts of hands on her and she shivered, visibly repulsed by her memory.

"I'm sorry," she said not making eye contact. His friends just milled about not really looking at either of them, obviously uncomfortable. "I didn't—you were…" She got to her feet and dusted herself off before holding a hand out to him. He refused her hand and got up on his own.

"I know," was all he said as he walked away from her. She was left alone in the woods with the feel of unwelcome hands grabbing at her. There was a reason she had been locked away. A reason she hated Jaha. And her father. This was all his fault. Because he had to gamble. Because he couldn't pay off his debts. Because she was all he had… She grunted and stalked back towards the drop ship. Following the sounds of voices.

Lynette walked into the middle of a conversation between Wells, Clarke, Finn. She figured they must be talking about Mount Weather and got closer to them. Wells looked grouchy as ever. He was sitting down so Lynette could assume why his sour puss face. Finn turned and grabbed at the kid that Wells had handled earlier and the kid who had been strapped in front of her on the ship. Now that she really looked at them, they both had been on the wall.

"Four of us," Finn said. Lynette arched a brow. Did she hear correctly. Was he volunteering people to go with them? "Can we go now?"

"Sounds like a party," Octavia joined the group just before Lynette was even with them. "Make it five." Of course, close behind was her brother Bellamy. Was he going, too?

"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" Guess not. Concern was plain on his face. He must really care. Or he's controlling as hell.

"Going for a walk," answered Octavia. Cute.

"Call it six, 'cause I'm coming, too," Lynette said, interrupting the conversation with her announcement. Though that seemed like small fry compared to what Clarke noticed.

"Where you trying to take this off?" She grabbed at Finn's wrist and there was indeed a large scratch on the bracelet. That caused Lynette to look at her own wrist. Why were they wearing these things anyways? They had to have a purpose. The real question was: Did Lynette care what its purpose was? Not really, no.

"Yeah. So?" Finn responded.

"So, this wristband transmits your vital signs to the Arc." Well that was interesting. Lynette still didn't care. She was getting bored with all the standing around, she wanted to explore. She didn't care about the Arc anymore. She hadn't for nearly two years. "Take it off and they'll think you're dead."

"Should I care?" Good question, Finn.

"Well I don't know. Do you want the people you love to think you're dead?" Finn seemed perplexed by that thought. Lynette on the other hand would be just fine if her father thought she were dead. If he hadn't been floated yet. God, she hoped he was gone. "Do you want them to follow you down here in two months, because they won't if they think we're dying." Lynette popped her neck and found herself looking at Bellamy. He had such a cute face. She wondered what he was thinking. He looked like he had an idea. "Okay. Now let's go."

Finally. Lynette swept her hair over her shoulder, wishing dearly that she had a tie or something with her. Alas, she did not. All she had was what she was arrested with. Her boots, her jeans, her tank top, and her jacket. But no hair tie. She grabbed at the wavy mass and started turning it in her hands. Maybe she could get it to stay in some weird spiral bun? She walked as she wound it up and spied John watching her from a distance. She looked away, not wanting to read his face. Octavia caught up to her with a bright smile. The younger girl looked ecstatic to go explore the area.

"That looks cool," she gestured to Lynette's hair. She had just finished spinning it and was now trying to make the corded bun.

"Thanks," she replied with a smile.

"Think it'll stay up?" questioned the younger girl. Lynette pulled it tight as she ran out of hair. It seemed steady for the moment, but there really was no telling. Maybe the dirt she got in her hair from her little match with John would help keep it together? Maybe not.

"I hope so. Unless you have a hair tie on you?" she asked Octavia. The girl actually checked both her wrists before shrugging. "Damn." Lynette and Octavia both laughed. It was nice to laugh. Lynette felt like she hadn't laughed in forever. "I'm Lynette Bishop." She introduced herself. She already knew who she was talking to, but let Octavia introduce herself anyways. She then picked up her pace when she eyed the princess catching up.

Lynette caught up to the boys and greeted them in turn. The two boys she didn't know were Monty and Jasper. Monty was twirling some plant between his fingers while Jasper simply smiled and adjusted his goggles on his head. He had such floppy curls and Lynette wondered if they were as soft as they looked.

The group had been walking a while, moving in the right direction, but taking in the sights as well. This place was so beautiful. Lynette wanted to find a nice corner and just live up in a tree. She could do that right? Of course she could, who was going to tell her otherwise? No one. She was walking with Jasper and Monty, finding them better company than Clarke, while Octavia was busy trying to get close to Finn.

They were passing through what looked like embankments of violets, though Lynette was never one for plants. She thought they were pretty, but she didn't really know one from the other. That was not her thing. Singing was her thing. She'd actually been humming the entire time they were out. The boys paused and Lynette almost ran into Monty. She peered around her new friends and watched Finn put one of the pretty flowers in Octavia's hair. Jasper mumbled something about game and Lynette just snickered behind them.

"That, my friend, is poison sumac," spoke Monty plucking one of the small flowers. Octavia had a mini freak out, swiping the flower from her hair.

"It is?" she asked.

"The flowers aren't poisonous. They're medicinal. Calming actually," he answered, shoving the flower into his mouth. "Like her humming." Lynette's brows rose. She hadn't meant for anyone to hear her. Nice to know someone liked it though.

"His family grows all the pharmaceuticals on the Arc," Jasper said, answering the unspoken question. Lynette was impressed. She plucked a few of the flowers and tucked them gently into her pocket. Maybe she could shove some of them down Johns throat and get him to relax long enough for them to get reacquainted. Probably not, but it didn't hurt to have a few on hand.

"Hey, guys. Would you try to keep up?" called Clarke from a short distance in front of them. Lynette rolled her eyes dramatically and sighed. Maybe she should make her eat the flowers… Finn asked her how she blocked everything around them out. Seriously. They were on Earth. The first people to do so in ninety-seven years. And the blonde princess didn't seem to care. She then answered in a very Clarke manner talking about the fact that they hadn't seen any animals. Or that they had been exposed long enough to die from radiation.

"We probably haven't seen any animals, because we're traipsing around the forest, making all the noise possible," Lynette answered sarcastically. Octavia looked at Lynette before nodding in agreement. Even Jasper agreed. "As for the radiation, I think we would know by now if we were going to die from it. Question: anybody feel nauseas, tingling, or wrong in general?" Everyone but Clarke shook their heads. "No? Then yeah, I'm pretty sure we're good." Clarke walked off in a huff as a response to her. Octavia then made a comment that seriously mirrored Lynette's earlier thoughts. Oh yeah, she could like this girl.

"I gotta know what you two did to get busted," asked Finn after cresting a small hill.

"Seriously, you two are too good to be bad," Lynette said with a smile. She tugged gently on Jaspers hair as she passed them up. Monty implied that they had pretty much smoked up the garden. Jasper complained that someone forgot to replace what had been taken. Lynette laughed.

"Why didn't I meet you guys before I was locked away?" she giggled. "It would have made certain things infinitely more bearable." She wasn't smiling now.

"What did you do, Lyn?" asked Monty. She cast a glance over her shoulder and thought about telling them the truth, but she knew that they would change how they acted around her. She would have, were she in their shoes…

"My father gambled," she said instead. "That's really all I want to say about it." She had a tight smile on her face. Monty simple nodded, accepting her answer for the half-truth that it was.

"What about you, Octavia?" Jasper asked stupidly. "What they get you for?" Really? Did he not here what people said before they left the ship earlier? Everyone tensed, knowing the answer.

"Being born," she said. She then picked up her pace and moved ahead of the group. Lynette let out an annoyed breath and looked back at Jasper with an irritated expression before rushing after Octavia. The girls didn't get far before they were with Clarke. The blonde was crouched and quiet. It took a moment, but then Lynette followed her line of sight and found what had silenced the other girl. There was a deer. It was just standing there, nibbling on the terrain. So much for no animals, Lynette thought with a grin.

Finn was the next to get to them. Clarke turned to him with a finger pressed to her lips. He dropped instantly into a squatting position between Clarke and Octavia. Lynette felt, more than saw, Monty and Jasper come up last. Everyone was stock still and quiet as possible. It was amazing. The first animal they had ever seen. It was slender and a pale greyish tan color. The antlers marked it as male according to all the old texts. She so desperately wanted to go up and touch it. If she remembered what the teachers said on the Arc, deer, if approached gently, were quite nice.

"No animals, huh," spoke Finn softly to Clarke. She seemed too in awe for words, but she did smile at the boy. Finn then moved forward. Lynette followed him closely, as silently as she could. If he was going to touch it, she was, too. She grabbed lightly on to the back of his jacket, making sure the two didn't go too fast. Finn then stepped on a twig, snapping it. The deer reacted, head coming away from the ground and swinging in their direction. Everyone jumped back slightly; gasps all around. The deer had two heads. Not even seamlessly, but more like something pushed two together and the meat of the faces caved in the grossest way possible. It must have spotted the group, because it just hopped off. It moved like a deer. Looked like a deer. But with two faces… It took everyone a moment, to deal with what they had seen. Once everyone was able to walk and think and breathe again. They walked in silence for a bit before they got to a hill.

"Know what I'd like to know?" called Finn as they made their way down the steep hill. One wrong step would mean rolling to the bottom. And it was quite the obstacle course on the way down. "Why send us down today after ninety-seven years? What changed?"

"Who cares?" answered Octavia. "I'm just glad they did. I woke up rotting in a cell, and now I'm spinning in a forest."

"I second that," called Lynette. "Today's my eighteenth birthday. If they'd waited any longer, I'd be floating in space, dead. Instead I'm down here breathing real air." To show her happy state, Lynette actually did a front hand spring. She had a bright smile on her face, trying her damnedest to forget that weird deer. The action got a cheer from Octavia and Lynette smiled even more.

"Maybe they found something on the satellite," offered Monty. It seemed no one was really in the mood for fun anymore. Two-faced deer will do that to a person. "Ya' know? Like an old weather satellite or…"

"It wasn't a satellite," spoke Clarke from the back of the group. "The Arc is dying." Everyone stopped and turned towards her.

"Say what, now?" said Lynette, baffled by her statement. Everyone looked at Clarke as she just trudged on like she hadn't said anything of import. Even Lynette, who had no one she loved up there, was surprised by the news. She had friends… And they were going to die…

"At the current population level, there's roughly three months left of life support. Maybe four, now that we're gone."

"So that was the secret they locked you up to keep?" Finn asked her. Worry was etched on to his pretty face, but his brain was apparently working full steam ahead. It made sense. Clarke was the only one beside Lynette who had been in solitary confinement. It made sense that she had to have either done something traumatic or knew some deadly secret. Deadly secret it was… "Why they kept you in solitary? Why they floated your old man?"

"My father was the engineer who discovered the flaw," answered Clarke. Lynette was surprised… How long ago did this happen? Was it while she was locked up? Or had she heard about it and just forgotten. People were always being floated for stupid reasons… So she almost never paid any attention unless one of her friends were involved. "He thought the people had a right to know." Damn straight they did. "The council disagreed. My… Mother disagreed." Of course they did… "They were afraid it would cause a panic. We were going to go public anyway when Wells…"

Now it all fit together. The princess agreed with her father. And the prince agreed with his. That's why they were fighting. Lynette could understand the council's worries about causing a panic, but to just stand silently by, letting people die… No one ever knowing the truth… They were going to start killing people if Earth didn't present a viable option. Lynette just shook her head in disgust. Not just any people, but the working class. Those would be the first to go…

"What, turned in your dad?" Finn finished Clarke's sentence. Yeah, that was it. Her bestie betrayed her and got her father killed. Clarke skipped over any form of confirmation, stating that the guards showed up before they could get the message out. Just another reason to dislike people in power. Especially when Clarke said that even if they all died on Earth, at least the Arc had more time. Time… paid for with the lives of children. Monty voiced Lynette's thought about them killing more people. In a morbid way, she was glad that she wasn't the only one thinking it…

"Good," Octavia said. All eyes went to her. "After what they did to me, I say float 'em all." Lynette couldn't necessarily disagree, but at least she had friends. Octavia didn't. All she knew was a hole in the floor and that they would kill her for being alive… If Lynette didn't have friends still on the Arc… Yeah. They could all die and she'd be just fine. But that wasn't case… Jasper hurried off after Octavia and Lynette simply followed. First the deer and now this. Her walk was getting way too heavy.

She didn't go too far, passing up Jasper without really looking. It wasn't until she stood next to a half-naked Octavia that she realized what was going on. There was water. A nice little river. And Octavia was no longer wearing pants. She smiled at the younger girl and followed suit, un-zipping her boots.

"Octavia! Lynette! What the hell are you doing?" called Clarke with alarm. Octavia had moved closer to the edge of a cliff of sorts. It provided a nice jump off into the water. Lynette simply smirked in Clarke's direction and pulled her socks off. Octavia said nothing as she jumped into the water. Lynette watched with a smile as Octavia swam about in the refreshing looking water. Monty called out about who they couldn't swim. Which was very true. For all of them. Octavia's response was to get to her feet, showing that the water wasn't too deep to tread through. Lynette pulled off her jacket and just laughed. Clarke, the ever-thinking type, mentioned that there wasn't supposed to be a river there. Finn quickly dismissed her worries and the whole group was stripping. Lynette had just gotten out of her pants when she saw something in the water.

"What's that?" she asked no one in particular. She wasn't the only one to see it. Whatever it was.

"Octavia, get out of the water," demanded Jasper. Lynette squinted at the approaching figure, realizing all too late that it was a lot bigger than was safe to swim with.

"Octavia!" she screamed, panic streaking her voice. The younger girl turned to face the thing. It was then that everyone else saw it too. They all called to Octavia, but she seemed frozen. The thing grabbed her pulling her under water. She screamed as the creature forced her back above the surface of the water. Then she was gone. A stillness fell on the group. No one knew what to do. Octavia broke the surface again and everyone was suddenly in action. Lynette ran to the shore, wading in, but not too much. They needed to get it away from Octavia. "Distract it!"

Collectively, they pushed large rocks into the water. Lynette started splashing angrily where she was near the shore, hoping it would let Octavia go. If it appeared that there was bigger prey in the water, it might get bored with Octavia. The haphazard plan worked and Jasper took off to get to where the creature had left Octavia. But now Lynette had its attention. She kept splashing, slowly backing up the shore until she was sure that A: the creature wouldn't get her and B: that Octavia was safe. As soon as Jasper had her safely on dry land, Lynette rushed out of the water as quickly as possible. The creature brushed by her leg, not able to get that close to shore. It felt slippery and scale-y but the look of it… It was too wide, too round to be some sort of snake, but it didn't look like the pictures she had seen of eels either. What the hell was that thing?

Lynette was up and running before she could catch her breath. She got to where Jasper had pulled themselves ashore and half collapsed in joy to see that they were okay. Scratched and possibly scarred for life mentally, but alive at least. Monty joked about saving the girl and tension eased in the group a bit as they laughed. Lynette just leaned against Monty, half exhausted, half stressed to death, half over-joyed. She smiled at her new friends, Clarke included, and was glad they were safe, but now they needed a new plan to get across the river.

By the time they were dry, night had fallen. Octavia was obviously cuddled up to Jasper. Finn and Monty were laying close by, with Clarke the furthest from the small cluster. Lynette was laying semi close to Monty, not touching anyone, but not too far. If that thing in the water was any clue as to the dangers this land provided… Yeah she was going to stay as close as possible. Just as sleep claimed her, she noticed Finn wander off.

Her dreams were littered with peaceful images from the day. The way that dew bubbled on leaves. The color of the sumac flowers in the light. The way the moss clung to the trees. The smells that were forever surrounding her. Lynette was running through the woods with John chasing after her. He tripped behind her and she laughed as she hurried back to check on him. When she couldn't find him her heart jumped into her chest. A hand grabbed her wrist and spun her into a tree. John was leaning over her with a surprising look. She had expected lust, but that wasn't what she saw. His eyes held malice. The sky darkened around them and the air grew cold.

"I missed you Lyn," he spoke, but that wasn't his voice. Before her very eyes, John Murphy morphed into her father. The forestwas still there but now her father pushed her into the tree and he was enraged. "Why did you have to get caught, sweetie. My friend never got paid. Go take care of him for daddy, yeah?" With that he stepped away from her and a guard uniform was all she saw. His hands pawed at her, touching her like she was tool for use and then to be discarded. He was another pig who had cheated her father out of something. Who had known that she would be the prize if he won. Was her father even trying to win anymore? Or did he not care since he knew that all his bets were secured in his daughter's thighs?

Lynette woke with a cough. The sun was bright and warm on her skin. Monty was squatting next to her head looking at her with concern. He arched his brow with an unspoken question, but Lynette just waved him off. He offered his hand and they got to their feet. It would seem that while she was out, Finn had come up with a way to get across the river and keep moving to Mount Weather. She followed Monty to see Finn and Jasper tugging on some spun vines.

"You wanted to go first, now quit stalling," called Clarke with a smile on her face. It looked like someone had done some bonding while she was asleep. Lynette smiled. Jasper mumbled something that she couldn't hear, but she heard Finn. Apogee? She could only guess what they were talking about only hearing one part of the conversation. Finn then saluted Clarke after her attempt to get him moving. He then said something else to Jasper. Just as he was about to swing across, Jasper called for him to wait. After some quiet word exchange, the two of them switched positions. Looks like Jasper was going to be first to swing across. Impressive.

They all watched with semi-baited breath. This was either going to be epic or disastrous. He paused for a bit, fear making itself known on his face. Lynette knew he could do it. She believed in him. He had saved Octavia after all.

"See you on the other side." And he was off. It looked amazing. He whooped the entire way over. His landing looked rough, and everyone hurried to get as close a view as possible. He hopped to his feet and cheered. Everyone did. It was so awesome. Lynette couldn't wait for her turn now. She was beyond excited. If he could do it, so could she. She felt herself begin to go hoarse with her enthusiasm. He started to do a little dance and everyone laughed. Jasper called his jubilation back across the water when Clarke stepped up to take her turn. He picked something up off the ground. It was a sign. Literally. "We did it! Mount Weather!"

However, joy turned to terror as a spear cut through the air and slammed into Jasper's chest. He was sent back with such force. Everyone went quiet for a second, looking around for the origin of the spear while Clarke called to Jasper. Finn pretty much dragged everyone to cover as quickly as possible, still looking for whoever threw that spear. Lynette cast her gaze to and fro over all the trees, but she didn't see anything. She heard more than she saw, but that was hard over the sound of her heart pounding in her ears.

"We are not alone."