This is a sentence prompt given to me by bulletg on Tumblr. It was getting too long so I'm posting it on here.
Prompt: "I can't believe you talked me to into this" and "Looks like we'll be trapped here for a while."
"Abby, wait up!" Marcus yelled as he chased after her in a hurry. His legs were beginning to give up under him and he was already having trouble keeping a steady breath. Getting old absolutely sucked.
"Abby!" he groaned as he looked up to the woman who sprinted right in front of him like she was a damn teenager. Well she may have looked like one but Marcus had already spotted his first gray hair by the lake. He was not having any of this.
"Wait for me, woman!"
The last words that left his mouth made her stop dead in her tracks as she turned around and ran back up to him with a scowl on her face. Well, whatever he said, it worked.
"You call me woman one more time and…" she looked around a bit before her eyes landed on the gun in her hand. "This goes straight to your head."
"I gave you that gun so you could shoot people, not throw it at them."
"Call me that again and I'll do both." Giving him a smug smile, she started running once more and he was left with no choice but to follow her in exhaustion.
It had been a very bad idea; he knew that the moment Abby had come over to his tent bearing goods. Upon seeing her adorable smile and stealing a few apples from the basket she had brought over, his brain had suddenly caught up to her ministrations and he had looked at her like she'd just suggested jumping off a cliff. And even that option had sounded much safer considering they wouldn't have been tortured like they would if they were caught stealing medication from the Grounder camp.
"But Marcuuus…." She had wined and no matter how much he had commanded himself to stay strong and resist Abby, his heart had already betrayed him the moment she had flashed that wonderful smile of hers.
"Can't Jackson do it?" he had growled in frustration.
"He doesn't know his way around the forest and you wouldn't go with him even if he did."
Well, at least that part had been true.
"Besides, we have an alliance with the Grounders, I'm sure they won't mind." She'd just shrugged, grabbing an apple herself.
"And I'm sure that alliance didn't have any 'Come and Go As You Please' clause in the contract." He'd said without looking up at her.
"Marcus please, they have this mixture that apparently helps with internal bleeding and if we had that I could save at least two more lives a day."
"Abby, I still don't think…"
"Marcus," she had taken a step closer to him. "Please?"
So that's how he found himself chasing after the woman he loved, no wait, he liked.. as a friend… in a very appropriate and co council-y way…
"I can't believe you talked me into this!" he yelled after her but she was way too far away to even hear him. Taking a deep breath, he once again started running after her this time a little faster since his sole purpose of being there was to protect her, and there was no way of doing that if he was a few feet behind.
Of course he was also aware that her reasons for taking a little peek at the infamous Grounder Camp weren't all because of a stupid medicine, no, the Abby he knew was way smarter than that. And he was also sure that she knew her way around internal bleeding. As he watched her go up a hill with much difficulty without turning to even throw once glance towards his direction (which disappointed him greatly but no one needed to know that), Marcus was also aware of the fact that Clarke was missing for a few months and Abby was capable of any kind of trickery and lie just to make sure her daughter was safe somewhere.
So Marcus had agreed to this stupid plan of hers, even though he was almost positive that if they were caught, they were as good as dead.
He finally caught up to her a few feet away from the gates and it wasn't because the sudden adrenaline that had caused him to run faster, but it was because Abby had considerably slowed down and she was now eyeing up the gates that surrounded the camp. His eyes danced around the empty forest, checking to see if they had any surprise visitors but when he decided that the area was safe, he turned to face Abby.
"This is a bad idea."
"No, serving Salmon Heads for dinner was a bad idea. This is an exploratory mission." She stood her ground and crossed her arms in front of her.
"First of all, fish brain has lots of protein in it, second of all…" he pointed a finger towards her, somehow offended but she interrupted him before he could list his reasons.
"Save it, Marcus." She rolled her eyes and started walking to the Grounder Camp like it was an amusement park.
"What are you doing?!" he caught her arm the last minute. "You can't just march into a Grounder Camp!"
"Oh, just watch me."
Abby had always been a stubborn woman but in that exact moment her stubbornness had cost them.
She took one step away from him, just one step and who knew that one step could change the way she stood her ground? Because in a matter of seconds there wasn't any ground she stood on. That's right, Abby Griffin fell and because Marcus kept his strong grip on her arm, he fell with her.
She yelped as she felt the ground sweep under her feet and in a matter of seconds her back hit the ground, hard. God, she so hoped that she didn't get a concussion or anything because Jackson was the last person she wanted to face at that point. Opening her eyes, she turned to her left to see Marcus laying on the ground, equally frustrated as he mouthed four silent words to her.
"I told you so."
It took everything she had in her not to punch him in the guts.
They had fallen into a trap set by Grounders. So what? They were just in an ordinary hole; nothing big except of course it was pretty deep and there was no way out. At least that's what Abby thought as she got up to examine their little trap, the pain on her back starting to subside.
"How do we get out?" she asked, one hand on the wall as she looked up to the beautiful sunny sky.
"We don't." He simply shrugged and upon hearing his answer, she turned to give him a questioning look. "We didn't come prepared; we don't have ropes, nothing. It's wiser to wait for someone and hope that they'll listen before pierce our hearts with a spear."
"What do you mean?!" she raised her eyebrows in shock. "Marcus, you can't just give up!"
"I'm not giving up, Abby. We don't have any other choice."
She closed her eyes in order not to scream. Because she knew if she spent seconds longer looking at the guy, she was going punch his face and because she was the only doctor in the camp (aside from Jackson who, lucky for her, took her orders very seriously) she wasn't going to patch him up for days. Yes, that seemed like an appropriate punishment.
"We have guns?" she suggested, looking down to see that her hand was indeed clutched around one.
"Yes, great idea. You tie the two hand guns together and I'll see if that can pull us out of here." He rolled his eyes and leaned against the other end of the wall, facing her.
"Funny." She replied, clearly not amused. "I meant we could fire them."
"And cause a war threat? I don't think so." He sighed. "Looks like we'll be trapped here for a while."
In that exact moment, Abby really was trying hard not to stomp her feet on the ground like a spoiled little child. Then suddenly her eyes fixated dangerously on the man before him who gave her a questioning look in return. Her gaze then switched back up to see where the hole began and then her eyes were on his again but this time she took a step towards him with an idea playing in her head.
"What are you doing?" Marcus asked a bit nervous. He always got nervous when Abby had that look on her face.
"Hoist me up; I'll see if I can get us out of here." With that she stood right in front of him, one hand already on his shoulder.
"Abby, no. This hole is a lot deeper than that, you could get-
"On three! On, two…" and Marcus had no idea if it was instinct or fear that had him place his hands under her shoe as she supported herself on his shoulder. Once she was up there, hands coming to rest on the wall for support, he held on to her legs for dear life, knowing she wasn't used to this kind of thing and it was only a matter of seconds before she fell down and broke-
Abby fell before Marcus even had a chance to finish his train of thought.
But of course he was prepared for this so instead of the cold, hard ground, she found himself enveloped in his arms as he held her, bridal style with that insufferable smirk playing his lips.
"If you say 'I told you so' again so help me God…"
"I told you so."
"Damn it, Marcus!"
When she tried to wiggle herself free from his arms, he let her go hesitantly without breaking off the smile. Was it his lucky day or was Abby Griffin being clumsy on purpose?
"We need to get out of here!"
"Abby will you please sit somewhere and relax? I'm sure someone will find us soon enough and then we'll-
But she interrupted him before he had a chance to tell her about his brilliant negotiation plans once they encountered a Grounder.
"Marcus, stop talking."
When he did and realized that her eyes were glued to a one specific spot on the ground, he followed her gaze only to see the edge of a metal door buried under the soil.
"Abby, no…" he warned her, still hundred percent supporting the idea that they were snooping around way too much now and it was a matter of seconds before someone noticed them and crashed their skulls for being somewhere they weren't supposed to. He had worked so hard for this alliance and the last thing he wanted was to lose it.
"There is a hatch!" she exclaimed, one hand shooting up to point towards it.
"I know there is a hatch; I saw it when we first fell here. But Abby please," he took a step towards her.
"You knew it and you didn't tell me!"
"Abby!"
But it was too late. He was standing right next to the hatch and she was already on her knees in front of him, trying to get the damn thing to open. But of course it was sealed shut and Marcus refused to take any part in it.
"Marcus, help me." She looked up, throwing him a deadly glare.
"Absolutely not. God knows where that door leads, what if we end up someplace we're not supposed to be?!" he looked down at her.
"Or maybe we end up in medical and get the medicine before they catch us?"
"That's a long shot and you know it."
"Damn you, Marcus!" and even though deep down she knew that he was right, and it was probably wiser to just wait until someone had found them, her hands latched onto the metal door anyway as he fingers tried to get the damn thing to open.
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Indra was in her tent, cleaning her sword when one of the seconds came running in. The boy was out of breath and even though Indra hated to be disturbed, she found herself looking up and raising one eyebrow at him in question.
"What do you want?"
"Someone fell into the trap!"
Indra didn't need to be told twice. She knew exactly which trap the boy was talking about. They had set it up together a few days in advance right after she had heard some rumors about a possible Ice Nation attack.
So grabbing her sword and signaling the boy to follow her, Indra left her tent and headed to the gates.
It didn't take long for them to find it and Indra quickly switched to her stealth mode she had perfected over the years of practice as she approached slowly to the hole she had told the seconds to dig just days ago. Turned out, it had been a wise call considering now it hosted some unwanted visitor. And from the sounds she heard, she believed there was more than just one.
True, Indra had been planning on throwing a knife to their intruders' throat the minute she came face to face with them but a voice she heard made her stop dead in her tracks; it was a voice of a woman and unfortunately the voice was familiar.
Quickly signaling her people to keep their position, she advanced towards the hole herself, one hand still clutched tightly around her knife as her curious eyes roamed over the area. Soon enough there was another voice who joined the conversation and she came to realize she knew that voice even better.
Once she finally made it to the edge, she made the mistake of looking down but upon catching the sight in front of her, she quickly looked back up with a horrified expression on her face.
There it was; the leader of the Skicru she respected (or thought she did) and protected against the angry members of her clan with their healer she was used to seeing around. But no, that wasn't what had caused the terror in Indra's face, it was the fact that Marcus was standing right in the middle and Abby, the healer was knelt on the ground right before him, awfully close and worst of all, she seemed to be struggling with something. Seconds later, and much to her dismay, she heard them talking.
"Marcus, I can't!" she groaned. "It's too tight!"
"Just try harder, you got it." Marcus replied with a gentle voice. "You almost got it."
Then Abby let out a sound that reminded Indra of a moan and that was when she decided she couldn't just stand there and watch this horrific act. She let her presence known with a clear of a throat.
"Shit!" Marcus let out as he finally realized that they were not alone. "Indra!"
Abby was on her feet in a matter of seconds as she came to stand next to Marcus, also looking up.
In return, Indra just frowned at the two.
"We can explain!" Marcus started. Yeah, you better explain it quick.
"It's not what you think!" Abby joined, raising her hands up in a defensive state.
"Oh, is it?" Indra raised one eyebrow at the couple. She was almost amused, almost being the keyword.
"We were coming over to negotiate and we just fell you see," Marcus explained. "We had no intention to just come here, uninvited and just…"
"So was that what she was doing on her knees?" Indra pointed at Abby. "Negotiating?"
"No, there was a hatch and she…" suddenly Marcus stopped talking. He paused for a few second before his eyes widened his surprise and his mouth fell open as he realized what Indra thought that she saw.
"INDRA, NO!" he yelled disbelievingly and turned to see Abby who had a hand covering her open mouth and her eyes were wide with shock.
"No, no, no, it's not like that!" he tried but Indra interrupted him, shaking her head.
"Nyloh!" she called out to the second who was standing a few feet behind her, ready to take orders. "Let's leave these two to do… whatever it was that they were doing before we got here."
"Indra, you can't leave us here!" Marcus yelled behind her but she was already turned away from him.
"You'll call out to us when you two are done." Indra shook her head in amusement before taking her seconds and leaving the crime scene.
"God," Abby spoke in panic once the woman was out of the sight as she stood there, horrified and completely shocked as to what had just taken place. Out of all the things that she had pictured how this would go, this had absolutely not crossed her mind at all.
"She's gonna tell the whole camp…" Marcus remarked, afraid to meet Abby's eyes.
"To be clear," she sighed before leaning against the wall in embarrassment. "I would have preferred the spear. At least I'd still have my dignity…"