AN: 1.) No sadly I do not own anything but the plot :(
2.) First published Fanfic, please be kind
3.) No Beta (Be warned, but I don't think my spelling is that bad ;))
4.) Please review it would mean the world to me! :)
He missed her, no he ached for her.
The first few days were the hardest; he kept forgetting that she left; he kept expecting her to be right around the corner or working herself to death in medical. But she wasn't. And he couldn't take that, and so he just denied it until one night he awoke from a nightmare. What he had done to save his people in Mt. Weather was sickening, but necessary, and haunted him every night. He couldn't watch his people all die; and neither could she. But now in the dark, covered in sweat from his last battle with his demons, he cried not for them but for her.
Part of him was missing and the pain was excruciating. This had been the case since she left but he only chose to accept it now, surrounded by the dark. Alone. He knew that only she could make him whole again, but no one had seen her in almost four months. Not that many people cared.
Octavia was still angry, upset and distrusting. She didn't care what happened to her, and thought that he shouldn't either. But he loved her. He would do anything for her. For Clarke. He was going to find her, he had to find her.