Aftermath
The 100 story, post season 1. Will include some elements of the show.
It´s my very first, be gentle.
Prologue
He was fucked,
The pain of the knife stabbing his thigh shuttered through Murphys brain. He saw stars, gave out a scream and instantly vomited. His head bobbed to the side, he grimaces, the pain excruciating. But he can´t move, his hands still tied behind the tree, so he just sits there breathing quickly giving out a whimper as he passes out.
Chapter 1
A cave in the woods
Clarke slowly came to inside the cave seeing Octavia looking worried above her.
Hi, Octavia smiles at her, Clarke is glad, even in her somewhat weakened state. They don´t normally get on...
"There you are. We need to get moving". She helps Clarke to stand up. Clarke takes her hand and shakes of the dizziness.
"What about the others? "
Octavia turns away "I don´t know, I lost Bellamy and the others in the fog"
"Thanks by the way" Clarke knew Octavia probably was the reason she was still alive.
"You´re welcome"
They pick up the little gear they have left - they need to get water - and head out of the small cave into the bright morning light. The foliage looks so green after the dark cave Clarke almost looses her breath. Still sometimes she forgets how colourful it was down here. Some nearby leaves are full of dew drops and she wets her face with the water from one of them.
Clarke would have been wary of the grounders but with last night's explosion – no massacre – she shuddered - she thought they would have to regroup for sure.
Octavia was unusually quiet.
"Something up? We should get some supplies at the drop ship before heading out."
"Worried about Bellamy. Hard some awful screams coming from south of the drop ship last night, I´m afraid that could have been him"
She looked desperate. Red around her eyes and the drawn face, she had hardened since Lincoln disappeared. She didn´t need this.
"Let´s hurry", Clarke whispers.
They reach the drop ship in less than two hours. All the charred bodies made it look exactly like what it was; a warzone. The smell was overwhelming and both women took a cloth to cover their mouths.
"OK, you go get the stuff we need, and see if there area any guns left, I´ll go check the back for Bellamy or anyone else."
Octavia headed out feeling uneasy, she had not been imagining those screams.
After searching frantically a few minutes she heard a moan from the left and behind a small ledge was a tree with the back of a man tied to it. She ran and saw someone caked in blood and she instantly recognised him.
Murphy.
Her heart drops that it isn't Bellamy but she can help feel a little sorry for the boy in front of her. No matter what he did he didn´t deserve this. The asshole that he was. Octavia was livid about the thing that had gone down. Well she did almost see him hang, she could understand the sentiment. But still. He tried to kill HER brother.
She crouches down and cups his bloodsoaked face in her hands. "Murphy, wake up", she says quietly.
No response.
She cuts his bonds and he falls over and she barely catches him. "Easy there", she involuntarily gets out. She´s in fucking healing mode or something because her own gentleness surprises her.
Suddenly she sees Clarke in the distance and waves frantically. Back to warrior mode. Clarke may think that the grounder danger has passed but Octavia knows better. But Murphy is deadly pale, well paler than usual, and Octavia sees the leg wound and decides to stop the still oozing blood with her fingers instead of getting up to wave again.
Clarke doesn't see her so she dares a shout. She has a feeling this is urgent. Now Clarke seems to have got it and making her way over.
Octavia takes Murphy from their awkward sitting position and lays him slowly down still while pressing the leg wound tight with two fingers.
Clarke is there a second later saying a surprised, "Murphy?"
Still no response from the injured party. Clarke flinches at the sight of him. He is covered in blood and bruises, His breathing is laboured and it is hard to tell where the real damage is. Then she sees Octavias fingers on his leg. Clark immediately goes to work.
"What happened?"
"I have no idea. Or, I suppose the grounders are a fair guess. He ran from the drop ship after hanging Bellamy –"
"WHAT". Clarke stops what she is doing and looks at Octavia
"Relax, Bellamy made it, same as this asshole. Now let´s just save his ass for now. "
After a second of deliberation Clarke continues to work on Murphy's leg, which is not looking good. He is also ghostly pale. "He´s lost too much blood." She takes a piece of ripped sweater, drops it in some moonshine that they brought and touches the wound. Murphy groans.
"MURPHY you awake"
He moans again, he is awake.
"Hey there sunshine" Octavia leans over him "Can you bite on this while Clarke works on your leg". He does as Octavia says without a word, and she knows he must be in real pain. Clarke finishes cleaning the the wound and some of the larger gashes - he really is in bad shape - and as she ties up the last makeshift bandage she sighs. "What now?"
She looks at Murphy who has passed out again." I will head out and look for the others, you look after him. I´ll help you move him into the drop ship."Octavia says.
And she did, Clarke still felt a bit dazed but she knew it was her who had stay behind. Octavia was the better warrior and she was on better terms with the grounders. And Clarke was the healer, for lack of better word.
The drop ship was a mess. She could see the rope that was still half hanging over the beam, and there was blood everywhere. Blood! Whose blood? If Murphy had been hurt by the grounders then this wasn´this blood. Unless he was lying.
Murphy was in one of the Hammocks, sleeping or unconscious, she wasn´t sure. She went over to examine him. She was worried, he was too pale. She could tell he has a fever, but that would be expected. Hopefully he would wake up soon. She wanted answers. She had done all she could; now it was up to him.
The woods
Octavia stopped to get more water before anything else, grounder survival tacticts had started to manifest in her brain, and she liked it. The waterfall was extraordinary beautiful and she allowed herself to breathe for a second. Sixteen years in a box would have been more bearable if she knew the earth could be like this. The thought of Bellamy brought her back to reality, of the others missing and her leaving Clarke (and Murphy). She had started to feel a kinship with Clarke, and she had decided to go with it. Their animosity had more or less subsided, and she knew for one that Bellamy was happy with that. He had his eyes on Clarke, she wasn´t blind.
She got up and ran into the woods, towards where she saw Bellamy last. She hoped it wasn´t too late.
The drop ship
Clarke was getting impatient. She knew that she couldn´t expect Octavia back soon, but Murphy should have woken up by now. She changed his dressings a couple of times and wiped his face with a cool cloth. She wanted to leave, she didn´t want to sit here and look after the camp outlaw when her friends where in danger. It was excutiating.
"Murphy, Murphy, what should I do with you?" She sighed to her self.
"Some water would be good" his voice croaked" She jumped "Finally!" and gathered herself to quickly gave him a drink. "Drink as much as you can, she implored, "you´re dehydrated, makes your condition worse"
He drank a whole cup.
"My condition?"
"Well. I don´t exactly know what happened to you, but on top of you old battle wounds you now have a few new ones. I´m mostly worried about your leg. So What did happen to you?"
"Some grounder bastard stabbed me." Murphy seemed pissed. She could relate.
"well. It´s gonna take some time before that heals. How are you feeling otherwise"
"Lousy"
Anything else you can tell me?
"No" was his short answer. His eyes are closed.
Clarke checks Murphys brow, he isn´t as warm, hopefully that was it. He´s out of the woods. She laughs at her own expression. They are in the middle of the woods and he can´t walk for several days.
Peachy. She decides to have a little chat.
"So how come you came to be such a dick Murphy?"
Murphy opens his eyes and tiredly looks at Clarke. He sighs. "I´m sorry I strung up your boyfriend, OK"
She ignores the apology.
"What, you parents didn´t love you or something?"
"My parents loved me"
"So what happened. How does a boy who is loved by his parents become a psychopathic murderer? ¨
Murphy looks away but continues in a monotone voice.
"He gets the flu...and his dad steals medicine that it turns out wouldn't help anyway and he gets floated for it. His mom starts drinking pretty heavily after that. When he finds her dying in a pool of her own vomit she screams to him that his father´s death was his fault. He is 8 fucking years old"
Clarke can´t respond to that, something in her feels bad for pushing him. She decides to let it go. She gives him a small smile and says "boohoo". He looks back at her and snorts, but she can see him smile too.
Marcus Kane was moving slowly through the woods, leading his men in a military formation. He was exhilarated by the unfamiliar sounds, smells and sights but he didn´t want to celebrate just yet. Something was off, none of the other ships had made contact, and where were the kids!
They had decided to head for the drop ship. Mount Weather would have to wait.
Abby is desperate to see her daughter. She walks towards the back of the group thinking about Clarke and where she could be. And even more importantly, how she was.
There was a rustling up a head and some shouting and she saw Kane motion to the front of the group to check it out. As she stepped out into the clearing she saw a large man fall, half his head shot off by Kane. There were also four kids, two of them look injured, blood on their faces, she went up to the worst off, but he shrugged her off.
"Don´t worry about me, we have to find Clarke" he panted, not looking in good shape at all.
"Clarke" Abby couldn´t believe it. "Where is she. Clarke is my daughter" She demanded.
"We lost her in the fog." The injured boy sounded desperate.
Abby sighed. That didn´t sound so bad. But then the boy continued "It´s a type of acid fog that kills a person in seconds. We managed to find shelter but we lost Octavia, my sister and Clarke"
"Where was this?"
"A couple hours from the drop ship"
"Take me there"
Nobody hesitated. Bellamy and Finn both insisted they were fine and could move on. The whole group now followed the boys towards where Bellamy had last seen Octavia and Clarke.
"What are your names?"
"Bellamy, this is Finn, and Monroe and Myles"
"OK, I´m Abby Griffin and that is Marcus Kane"
"We know who you are"
The drop ship
Murphy had slept most of the day and it had started to become dark she almost thought to wake him to see that he was still alive, but she could hear his quiet breathing and decided it was best to let him rest.
Suddenly there was a sound outside, like a rustle of feet, and then all hell broke loose. Clarke only saw darkness.
The woods
Raven clutched her stomach, the bullet from Murphy had gone straight through, it hurt like hell, but she had stopped the bleeding and even managed to find some first aid kid leftovers to patch it up with. She could tell that it had worked, she felt better. After waking up there she had stayed away from the drop ship, in one of the caves a nearby. When she was feeling better she would go look for Finn and the others. She hoped they were safe.
She thought no one had been back to the dropship yet but she hadn´t really searched the area though as she had prioritized getting better. Now it was time to take a look.
The bodies of the dead grounders still surrounded their former base. As she got closer she could clearly hear voices - not english - so she she crept up to see what was happening.
What she saw was a large group of grounders, the one they called Indra amongst them dragging a struggling Clarke and a dead-looking Murphy onto some horses, and before she had time to do anything they were off.
The blonde they called Clarke was conscious and holding up the other one whose name Indra didn´t know. He had been their prisoner twice. Well third time not-so-lucky. Indra had not appreciated that the prisoner only provided drops of information, especially about the mines and the number of both bullets and people. Well, she looked at him as he lay awkwardly across Clarkes lap on the horse, face dripping with blood and all over his leg. He was bound while she was allowed one hand free to hold him on the horse.
"If he falls off I´ll kill him myself" Indras voice was so close to Clarkes ear that the couldn't help but shudder.
Clarke wasn't going to give her that pleasure. Murphy moaned. He was waking up.
"I´ll keep you on" she said to Murphy, but he didn´t hear her.
The Drop ship
Bellamy was leading Kane and the whole group back to the drop ship from the dead end in the forest where they last had seen Octavia and Clarke. Abby was anxious, there had been no sign of them- Finn tried to comfort her by telling her Clarke had become very capable and that she and Octavia knew about the fog and what to do.
At the drop ship they found a frantic Raven.
"Finn, thank god you´re here, they took them"
"Who?" The whole group was paying attention now
"Clarke and Murphy, the grounders took them"
Abby gave out a small scream, Bellamy looked angry and Finn was confused.
Murphy?
The grounder village
This didn´t look good. Two guards were posted next to each pole onto which she and Murphy were currently tied. She had tried to protest that he was injured but they didn´t listen and instead backhanded her for her nerve.
Murphy looked bad, blood on his face from several cuts that opened up and his leg was dark with blood. It looked like it was still bleeding.
She decides not to focus on how thoroughly fucked they are.
"Murphy hang in there, someone will come for us" She though that any bad feelings she had left for the guy was not worth the effort in this situation. And deep down she knew he had not totally deserved what had happened. She and others did do their part in both the hanging and the banishment. She wanted to give him a chance.
"For you maybe" His bitterness was not lost on her. At least he is still concious.
"For what it is worth, what we did to you was wrong"
"Spear me the pity party" he cut her off.
"No, hear me out. I was also at fault in everything that happened to you. And I am sorry" Murphy looked at her, she seemed genuine. "We are in this together, so lets get out of it together. The rest of the messy business we can deal with afterwards".
"Well, princess, be my guest. If you can figure out a way to get our ass out of here I will be a model fucking citizen from here on out"
She smiles at the thought.
"I mean it Murphy, lets have a truce and work together, What do you know of the grounders that can help us, you have been here before?"
She wants to keep him talking, and he also may know something useful.
Murphy visibly winced, "What do I know, what do i know...I know they tortured me for three fucking days. In the end I just couldn't take anymore. Hadn´t it been for Anya I would have been dead"
Clarke remembered what he had looked like when he was sent back as a weapon, covered in blood, fingernails torn off, large burns and gashes.
"Anya? I thought she was dead"
"Nope, she recovered as I was tortured and when I was healing between sessions she was there in the same place. We talked. She helped me."
Clarke was impressed. The Anya she knew would never allow herself to show empathy towards a sky person, and a prisoner. She decides to push on
"What did you talk about, how did she help?"
"That is between me and Anya" he said quietly and looked almost sad or was it that his eyes started to close.
"MURPHY", she cried as he fell unconscious. Again.
The guards did nothing,
The Woods
Octavia had no luck finding Bellamy and the others. Not even a trace. She didn't give up though and pressed on. She must have slipped up that newly acquired grounder sensibility because before she could properly react with the sword she held in her hand she was swept up in the air by some ropes and was left dangling as her sword hit the ground with a thud.
The drop ship
"Murphy? What has that bastard doing with Clarke" Bellamy couldn´t contain himself. "Calm down" Kane tried to use the voice of reason but no one but his own troops were listening. "He tried to hang me" Bellamy continued"
Abby and Kane looked shocked.
"Well, you tried to hang him" that came from Finn. Bellamy glared at him.
"Murphy killed two people, and got a little girl killed" Bellamy again.
"STOP! I don´t care who my daughter was with, who are the grounders?" Abby was not at all happy with this new information but she was impatient. That could wait. Her daughter was out there.
Finn took it upon himself to answer, Bellamy was too angry. "Grounders are the other survivors here, they have been here for generations and adapted to the radiation" he paused "We´re not exactly friends like you saw when you met us"
"And when did you see this Murphy last. I remember him from the list, his signal was one of the first to stop"
"When he ran from the drop ship after he tried to kill Bellamy"
Bellamy was pleased at least that came out loud and clear. He thought they needed to leave as soon a possible. But first he needed to find Octavia. With Clarke surviving the acid fog he was sure Octavia had too. With any luck she was looking for him. With her they had a small chance to talk to the grounders. Thank God for his sister and her taste in men.
Finn was worried about Clarke. He did not like the latest development with Murphy, not one bit.
The grounder village
He was in pain, and the worst thing is, he was getting used to it. Both he and Clarke had been questioned, some people would call it torture, him included. He looked over at her, she seemed beat, but not to damaged, Anya wasn´t at sadistic as Indra, and of course he got Indra as his interrogator. Not that he would want Clark to suffer more that him, he had grown to respect the blonde warrior. She was sleeping peacefully. Maybe they gave her something to sleep.
His leg was aching and as he looked up Indra was standing over him with a knife. "Now sky boy, I wasn´t quite finished with you when Anya interrupted me. What can I do to that pretty face of yours. Almost no scars left, we need to fix that"
Murphy tried to pull away but the ropes stopped him and Indra´s knife cut his face, and he cave out a cry as he could feel his face getting wet. The she moved down to his torso and made a slow agonizing cut from one side to the other. As she was moving on to his arms he heard a shout.
"STOP THAT NOW" It was Anya. "You were told to back off him!"
Indra indeed backed off and Murphy gave out a sigh. Clarke slowly came to from all the noise and was initially confused before she quickly sussed it out.
"You OK?" she looked at Murphy who was more or less panting in pain.
"I´ll live"
She wasn´t so sure, the blood was pooling around him.
Anya makes quick process of Indra, she is out like a light, and the guards takes the grounder away. Anya still has standing in the village and the orders had been not to kill the prisoners.
She gets a knife and cuts Clarkes bonds and motions her to help him.
Clarke can´t believe it. The she remembered what Murphy had said. He must have made an impression on the tough warrior. Clarke didn't waste a second but got up to help Murphy. He looked like he was sleeping.
The Woods
Octavia was getting tired of hanging in this position. She was about to start gnawing at the ropes with her teeth when she hears something familiar. Bellamy
She can't believe the feeling of happiness that flows through her. He isn´t dead!
Now they can get back to Clarke and start to look for the others. Just for fun she decides to wait until they are right below her. He is with several people she doesn´t recognise
"Bellamy" she shouts and he looks up. "Octavia!"
She is lowered down and brother and sister can have their reunion.
Grounder village
Unbelievably Murphy is awake and at least somewhat alert. Anya stands in the doorway looking at them. Clarke is stitching the stomach wound and it takes ages. Murphy flinches a bit but doesn't really complain. Clarke is impressed and a bit sad that he is so tolerant of pain.
"What should we do?" He whispers
Clarke continues and works on a gash next to his eye "You´re not going anywhere until you are a bit better"
"And then you kill me?"
She could tell he was referring to another conversation and she saw a gleam in his eyes. "You must be getting better, at least you haven´t lost your bad sense of humour"
The woods
"So what do you think Octavia, can you talk to Indra or Anya about Clarke?" It was Bellamy who had approached her.
"After what we did to them and what Lincoln did, they might kill us on sight but it is worth a try. Clarke has grown on me. We need her"
Bellamy nodded. God, he loved his sister!
When mentioning the L word Octavia felt a pang in her chest. Where was he? She thought maybe another tribe had got to him but she couldn´t be sure. Last time she saw him he was heading out to warn Anya about scouts from on the other grounder tribes.
"Nothing will happen to you O. I will go with you. We can offer them medical supplies and weapons for Clarke"
"What about Murphy?"
"What do you know about him?" Bellamy sounded suspicious.
"Me and Clarke found him half-dead and tied up behind the drop ship. She stayed to look after him while I was out looking for you when this stupid thing happened" she gestured to the trap she had been freed from. "Did they get him too, you just forgot to mention it?"
"Yes" Bellamy looked mildly embarrassed. "Why do you care about him? he tried to kill me"
"You started it, He´s not innocent by any means but he deserves a second chance. He helped with the food and when everybody was sick"
"You mean he caused everybody being sick" Bellamy was angry now
"No, that wasn´t his fault and he didn't kill Charlotte. Charlotte killed Charlotte. That banishment was a big mistake, see where it got us"
"I still blame him"
"Go ahead but we are bargaining for him too"
When had she started to care.
Grounder Village
Indra was furious that that sky boy was not dead yet. But he would be soon. He had insulted here more that once when he was a prisoner, No one survived all those beatings and cuts for an eternity. Why couldn´t the Commander understand that the prisoners should be executed. They had killed so many of their people. Another problem was that Clarke, she knew what she was doing, healing wise, and the boy, and Murphy wasn't dead as planned.
Anya was also a problem. It was almost like Indra suspected that she liked the boy. In a romantic way. There was no romantic love in the grounder tribe, those who were discovered were banished, or killed. How could that infatuation happen, Indra wondered. Maybe when they were recovering, the boy from the interrogation and Anya from escaping the mountain men. They had been kept in the beds next to each other that must have been it.
That "relationship" would have an unhappy ending, she would make sure of it.
Anya looks at Clarke tending to Murphy and felt a pang in her heart. She should have been doing that but it would have been too suspicious. She though Indra was already suspicious. She and the sky boy Murphy had connected in a way Anya had never experienced before. They had managed to talk quite a lot, and it was out of character for her to open up like that about herself but he had done the same, and she was sure it wasn't normal behaviour for him either.
His father had died trying to save him from some illness and his mother couldn't cope afterwards. Anya could relate, her parents had also died young, even if her mother had never hated her. An easy target, Murphy had been recruited to a gang of underground fighters after that. He had a hard look in his eyes when he told her, but when she explained that more or less the same had happened to her, he relaxed. Seemed the ground had it´s own version of the pits.
And after that, in between the horrific beatings, they connected as he healed up. In the end the beatings stopped and she had to give him the virus. She was instructed to help him escape so he could infect the others. It broke Anya's heart that she had to do that, but if she didn´t Indra would kill him on the spot. It was her idea and the only thing that had saved him.
She couldn't reveal their friendship that was a death sentence for sure. This way they both lived. And now he was back. Anya sighed.
Suddenly there was commotion outside, Anya runs out of the tent to see what is going on.
Octavia and a boy she doesn´t know approach the camp carrying a couple of big bags and a white flag.
"STOP" Indra calls out as Octavia steps forward.
"Indra, Anya" Octavia starts camly, "we are looking for our people, Clarke and Murphy. I know there have been casualties, that is war. This is trade"
"What?" Indra spits out. She can´t believe the sky girls nerve.
"Medicine"
"Your Murphy has already used up half of ours" Indra answered "it is not enough"
"We have weapons" Bellamy chimes in from the back. Indra looks intrigued. Bellamy takes out a handgun, no way they are getting an automatic rifle, and holds it up for Indra to see. The whole camp is paying attention now.
"Bring me the medicine," Indra commands Anya. Who is the leader here anyway?, Anya thinks, but does as she says. She misses the commander. Anya does not have the same standing as before. She has lost so much authority since she was lost to the Mountain men. Powers shifts quickly in the grounder tribe.
Indra on the other hand sees a chance to gain some power. The medicine the sky people are offering is exactly what will save the Commander´s sick little sister. She knows an opportunity when she sees it, she needs to gain some momentum in her relationship with the commander and this is just what she needs!
Indra smiles and goes into the tent to get the prisoners, and Clarke escort an obviously exhausted Murphy out of the tent.
"Clarke" Bellamy shouts, and she smiles at him, but also confused as to what is happening.
"You can have the blond warrior but you cannot have scarred sky boy here. He stays with us" Indra´s words make Murphys heart drop, this is not good.
Bellamy looks at Clarke and Octavia who are unsure of what to do. Octavia just can´t believe that they are not dead yet. She had given their plan a hundred to one.
Anya thinks fast and whispers under her breath to Clarke, who stands next to her, "Go, I´ll take care of Murphy, if you create a diversion I´ll make sure he gets out", Maybe she can make up for tricking him with the virus. She looks at Murphy who looks totally defeated. He he knows that Bellamy and Octavia will take Indra´s offer.
And then they do. Octavia tries to give him a supportive look but he misses it. Clarke goes off with them, and he is left between the two grounder women. Two guards drag him back into the tent and tie him back to the pole he was at before. He feels like shit.
The woods
They have walked less than five minutes, Clarke thought both Bellamy and Octavia looked at her a bit funny and she wondered what is was. Was there something they weren´t telling her? Then she saw her, Her mom!
They threw themselves into each others arms and hugged, and cried and squeezed and said "I thought you were dead" more or less simultaneously. Clarke feels strangely calm and Abby is almost hysterical.
"What about Murphy?" Raven suddenly says. Bellamy explains that he she wasn´t part of the deal the grounders offered - and Octavia looks a bit guilty. "So he´s dead?" someone asks.
"No" Clarke intervenes, "and we can´t leave him there. He´s safe for now, Anya will make sure of that, but Indra wants him dead"
"Bellamy says he´s a murderer Clarke, is this the right thing to do?" Abby can´t believe her daughter wants to go back. "Many of us are murderers, mom", Clarke replies. "We have to get him back. He almost died because of me"
"So what do we do" Octavia asks.
"Create some sort of diversion and Anya will take care of the rest" Clarke again "He can´t really walk, she will need to help him out of there. There will be at least two guards"
Abby was impressed with her daughter's new take-charge-attitude. Honestly it reminded Abby of her self.
Grounder Village
Murphy was miserable. He had been left alone, apart from the guards who where outside the tent. He was tied up and his whole body hurt, but especially the leg.
"How are you" Anya appeared in the doorway. "Ok" he replies. Anya looks at him with a symphatetic look,
"Ready to get out?"
He looks at her disbelievingly and arches one eyebrow.
"Most of the camp are out fixing a flood near our bathhouse, I´m getting us out now!"
She cuts his ropes, Murphy groans and gets up to a sitting position, he can´t believe it! And that she is his liberator. He doesn´t have time to think more about it before Anya helps him up and manages to get him up on her back. "Boy, she is strong" Murphy thinks dazed, he has trouble keeping his eyes open.
"Stay with me Murphy" Anya says in a commanding voice, and then she holds him up and make them slowly leave the tent from the back.
She is right, the camp is more or less empty and Anya holds on to Murphy as they sneak out a side entrance of the main camp. Murphy can´t stay awake anymore.
Even with the weight of Murphy on her back Anya manages a semi-quick run back to the arranged meeting place He groans but doesn't wake up. She is worried.
No one is there. Suddenly an arrow pierces her arm and she falls to the ground, Murphy on top of her in a crumbling heap. She ducks while glancing around and sees someone in the distance. Indra.
"Bring back the boy" Indra sounds angry. She must have followed them.
Murphy is dead still, she´s afraid he´s already actually dead. She drags him behind a large rock and they are out of sight for now.
The Woods
Clarke, Bellamy and Octavia run in front the others. Raven is in bad shape and walks slowly. Finn will not leave her. The adults are forming the rear.
They reach the clearing and Clarke crouches down to check the surroundings. Her heart drops. She sees two people crouched down behind a rock, one of them completely still, the other clearly injured. She gestures to Bellamy who points out Indra and a gang of warriors further to the left
"They are fucked" Bellamy gives his insight
"We have to help them" Clarke is determined. What are their options? They have the guns, but so did the grounders now.
"I have an idea, do you still have the flair from the drop ship. Shoot into those dry bushes to create a fire and we will deal with whoever´s left"
"That is not much of a plan"
"It´s all we have"
Bellamy takes the flair gun and aims. No missing now, Bellamy says to himself. He didn't care so much about Murphy but it seemed Clarke now did and he wanted her approval.
The flair was off and it hits the spot. Within a minute they could see a flame and so had some of Indra´s grounder group who went to check it out. That left three; Indra and the two burly looking guards.
Anya had also seen the flame. Murphy had woken but made no sense, he was delirious. Made things even worse. But there was hope in that flame, she had a feeling it was Clarke. And sure enough, she saw her, Octavia and Bellamy sneaking in the trees towards Indra´s group. To help them she shouted at Indra.
"Why do you go to so much trouble for a sky boy Indra? Do you care about him perhaps"? Indra growled in response and picked up the unfamiliar gun she had traded for Clarke. That gave Clarke and Bellamy enough time to charge. Octavia was the surprise.
The battle was swift, but Indra came at them strong. She managed to get a shot off and Bellamy got a wound in the arm, but he held his ground while Clarke fought the two guards. She was much quicker than them and managed to feint to one side and make them crash into one another, but on top of her. Octavia was there with her knife (actually Murphys knife) and killed them quickly and got them off Clarke. Clarke´s ribs hurt but she managed to get to slash at Indra´s feet and down she went. Clarke quickly shot her in the chest and Indra went still. Finally.
Clarke probably had broken a rib, Bellamy was bleeding but all three grounders went down. It was almost an anti-climax, but one that Clarke welcomed. Octavia was impressed.
By this time the others where there and with guns they had scared off the rest of the grounders and Abby ran to Clarke. "Are you hurt?" she looked Clarke up and down but Clarke didn´t have time for motherly concern and told her mom others needed her more.
They ran down to Anya and Murphy who were clinging onto each other, or more correctly, Anya was clinging onto Murphy who was passed out.
Abby got out her medical supplies with one hand while checking Murphy´s pulse with the other. "He has a pulse" she says to no one in particular. Clarke and Anya both sighed in relief. "Your arm" Clarke says and points to Anya, "I´ll fix it. Let them have some privacy". Clarke knows that having other people in your face in a stressful life-or-death situation is not ideal so she took it upon herself to remove herself and Anya. Abby is grateful. She removes the tourniquet. Murphy screams.
"What have you been through" Abby thinks as she exmines him. Scars everywhere, also old ones, nothing to do with this latest trauma. She starts cleaning the wound on his leg, It seems to be the most serious.
Abby came to her conclusion. She needed to stop the bleeding and the boy needed blood transfusions. She could propably find a mathing bloodtype from the files on the Ark, they´re still intact.
She called Raven over.
Raven was not amused. The psycho tried to kill her.
"Why me", she thought, but went over to Murphy without further deliberation. Abby had taken almost all his clothes off to assess the damage to patch up the largest wounds and his body sure was a sight. Scars and old wounds and burns everywhere on the upper body. He hadn´t been kidding about the torture. His face was covered in blood and you could still see the scars nest to is left eye from before.
"Can you help to hold him still while I stitch him up?"
It wasn´t really a question and Raven just moved to Murphy´s side, took his shoulders and got ready. It didn´t take long, Abby is a pro. Raven almost feels jealous, sometimes she wished she could heal people, not only machines.
Murphy hasn´t moved at all during the whole procedure and Abby thinks his pulse is worriedly weak. Raven has washed most of the blood of his face and where there are no scars his pallied skin is almost white. He is not in good shape, they need to move fast.
"His vitals are dropping. He needs blood as soon as we get him back to the dropship. IF we can find a match"
This Raven knows something about. Talk about fate or something! "You don´t have to check. I´m a match. We already did the blood check ups in case someone was injured and me and Murphy are a match. I gave him blood before, after he was caught by the grounders the first time"
"Wait, the first time! That explains his old injuries, right?"
Raven left the question hanging and proceed to hold her arm out. She would give him what he needed.
Abby has some sort of portable blood-tranfusion contraption and opens a vein in Murphy´s arm and one into Raven´s."Relax, he´ll only get one liter"
Raven thinks it sounds like a lot, but Murphy looks helpless and she suddenly really wants him to make it. What happened there, it must be Abby´s influence or something. He IS an asshole.
After the first transfusion his colour has improved. Raven had proved to be the answer.
She feels strangely proud.
Camp Jaha
Marcus Kane had been waiting and he was worried about Abby and the kids. How stupid was it not to send some military personnel with them. He liked Abby well enough but she was a bit of a troublemaker, and he didn´t want her to know more about the ground that him. Not a good idea with her spending all that time wth her daughter and the other "ground experts". He was in charge damn it!
A sunburnt and tired, but very much alive Jaha had turned up in the last few hours babbling on about some city of light like a crazed person. No one seemed to react that Marcus didn't step down now that the real chancellor was back. Well good, he would try to lock him up first chance he got. Out of sight, out of mind. The camp didn´t need religious fanatics for weak minds to follow.
The woods
They were going as fast as they could but that wasn't so fast. Finn and Abby, the only two not injured, carried the stretcher with Murphy while the others managed the best they could. Clarke held on to Anya, or the other way around, Bellamy was walking on his own, while Finn was assisting Raven who still felt some pain when she walked.
Anya whispered "thanks" to Clarke and Clarke nodded back, "thanks yourself. If you hadn´t pointed Octavia towards that cave when the acid fog hit we would both be dead. So we´re even"
Clarke smiled. So did Anya and both women felt a certain closeness to the other after what they had been through.
"So what happens now" Clarke asks and breaks the god atmosphere between them and she sees Anya stiffen. "I will see that he lives and then I have to be off. There is no place for me here anymore" She looks down and sighs. "I betrayed my tribe, and that for a sky person. I will never be forgiven"
Clarke is curious about the grounders motivations even if she thinks she knows the answer.
"But why, why did you do it?"
"It´s Murphy, I think I have these feeling for him. Your type of love. Romantic love. and it makes me crazy!" she almosts shouts. Abby looks back at her but turns back around. Did she blush, Clarke is not sure.
Clark looks at her seriously. "You say our type is romantic love. What is you kind of love?" Anya answers "We have many types of love. Love between warriors in battle together, love between mothers and children, love between commander and people. Romantic love between man and woman is considered weak and unnecessary. Survival is more important. But I can´t help it –it just happened!"
Anya looks completely distraught but Clarke almost wants to smile at her. Anya´s newfound feelings had taken her completely by surprise, and Clarke knew how THAT felt. She had those feelings in the beginning with both Bellamy and Finn, and she must admit that those feelings were not entirely gone.
"Hey Anya, its OK, and totally normal. Although I can´t really understand your pick I understand how you feel. Don´t leave then, stay and see that he gets well, and then decide. Does he know about this"
"I don´t know, I didn´t tell him" Anya seemed suddenly very upset and Clarke cut her of "okayokay, so stay, you can tell him"
Anya looked puzzled. "Stay? Won´t your people rip me to shreds?"
"Some might protest a bit, but you saved one of us. Actually two, you saved me too, and my mom that you´ve met is kind of a big deal with the Ark, so you should be ok"
"The Ark?"
"You´ll see."
Out of breath from traversing a steep hill they staggered together with the rest of the ragtag group.
Finn, Raven and Bellamy where just behind them.
"What do you think they are whispering about" Raven asked, more to make the time pass than anything. "You", Finn said as a joke but no one laughed.
Bellamys arm was hurting but he was worried about getting back before any retaliation from the Grounders. He liked Raven and since Finn seemed to be no threat to his relationship with Clark, they were also fine. He initially thought Finn was a lame free-spirited hippie, the worst kind, but he had grown on him. Finn was OK. He looked over at the stretcher were Murphy's head was bobbing from side to side as they moved. He wasn't sure what he thought of this. Only a few days ago Murphy had tried to kill him in cold blood. I wasn't like he had really done anything to redeem himself since. Getting captured and tortured may get him some sympathy from the women but Bellamy wasn't duped that easily. He wasn´t done with Murphy yet, he was sure. If he at all survived that is. When he glanced at colour of guys face and the amount of blood on the stretcher, he wasn´t sure.
Camp Jaha
Marcus was observing.
Jaha was worryingly sitting chatting with a small group of people. Strange group of people too, they didn't know each other from before. It was a mix of young, old, men, women, common workers and scientists together. He was sure they were talking about the city of light. Damn! He should never have let Jaha out of solitary, but people had started to ask about him. Now he was roaming freely and his ideas found fertile ground with many disillusioned people on the ark. It was time for action.
But not yet, Abby was back
They had arrived that same morning, and Murphy was rushed to the infirmary where more of his blood type was waiting - thanks Jaha - and the others finally could catch up with many of their comrades.
Monroe and Miller were there, even John Mbege made it. Almost 60 of the original 100 were there. Clarke almost couldn´t believe it. But still somewhere inexplicably missing, like Monty and Jasper.
Abby said that it was touch and go with Murphy but that he would recover and that we just had to wait for him to wake up. Anya beamed as she was looking in on him. Clarke smiled back as she walked out of the waiting area, this was good. Even if he was still out of it she wanted to give them some privacy.
On her way out of the infirmary she overheard Kane say to one of his allies. "We need to kill that grounder!"
The woods
Lincoln slowly regained consciousness, they didn´t give him enough drugs this time to keep him under. He was free! They obviously thought that he would succumb again to being a reaper. He almost laughed
Never again!
Camp Jaha.
"The ex-chancellor needs to be locked up before he starts a revolution" Marcus is preaching to the choir, he knows the people standing around him all agree with him. It is a small group who consists of his former allies, or non-jaha-supporters. But still the problem needs a solution. Marcus knows he doesn't really have the charisma to win an election, but he also doesn´t think he has to. He just has to make the people see that he was the logical option for leader. He could use the grounder to do it
Anya is feeling strangely out of place. Murphy is slowly recovering and she has more time on her hands than it takes to look at him sleep (even she can´t take anymore of that) and she explores the Ark. She doesn´t really talk to people, bit she can go where she wants.
When Murphy wakes up properly, she isn't there.
Murphy was anxious. Where was he and what had happened? He remembered being tortured at the grounders camp, his escape with Anya and strangely enough he remembered an older woman reassuring him about something and Anya saying that she would never leave him. He felt dizzy, had that been a dream?
A nurse came in to take his vitals, she didn´t look to happy. "Don´t move so much, your leg will only get worse"
He complied
"How is the boy?" Marcus has found Abby outside the infirmary
"He´ll live, but it was a close call"
"What about the grounder?"
Abby frowned. Why does he want to know?
"She´s fine and her name is Anya. What do you mean?"
Kane shrugged. "She needs to go, I´m sure she will betray us. We should terminate her"
Murphy is awake and hears the whole thing from behind the curtain. He has to warn Anya and Clarke. He tries to instill himself with a confidence she doesn´t think he has as he tries to get up. He gets to a standing position but has no chance.