Clarke's P.O.V.

''Clarke, he's dying! You have got to do something. I can't lose him, he's all I've got.'' Raven cried out.

Clarke had been in shock ever since a very seriously wounded Finn had been brought in. She couldn't overthink it anymore, it would have to be handled like any other operation she had assisted her mother with, back at the Arc. Her mother would've known what to do, but her mother wasn't here right now. She was, and it was time to regain her composure.

She started examining his body. The injury was worse than she had originally thought. How would she be able to extract the knife without puncturing any organs? A sudden feeling of hopelessness overtook her. She could feel the tears starting to build up. NO! Finn couldn't die. They had to reach her mother, she would be able to guide her through everything.

''Raven, I can't do this alone, you need to reach the Arc and contact my mother.''

''I'm trying my best, I'm doing everything I can.'' Raven responded, before breaking down in sobs.

It took everything in Clarke's power not to join her. She had to be strong.

Raven pulled herself together, and began rapidly speaking into the radio.

''Calling Arc station.. Calling Arc station.. This is Raven Reyes, we need your help...''

Static.

''Calling Arc station..We need your help! Please, It's urgent...'' She tried again.

Static.

Time was running out, Clarke decided that it had been enough. She marched towards a very solemn looking Raven, and tore the radio out of her shaking hands.

''Hello?.. Is there anyone here? This is Clarke Griffin...The 100 are alive, and we need your help!'' She pleaded.

Suddenly, Finn started trashing around wildly, and moaning from the pain.

Raven and her both rushed towards him.

''Keep him still!'' she yelled.

Raven pinned him down.

''I have to extract the knife right now, or he won't survive.''

This was it. The moment of truth.

She wiped her clammy hands on her jeans before placing them on the blade that was stuck in Finn.

Steady now.

She started pulling the blade out.

''Aaaaaarghhhh!'' Finn cried out.

The blade was out. Clarke did it, she really did it! He would survive!

''Clarke! Clarke, he isn't breathing.'' Raven yelled, while shaking Finn's limp body.

Clarke put her mouth on his, in an attempt to get air into his lungs again.

1-2, push down on his chest, 1-2, again, 1-2, again ,1-2...

She placed her ear on his chest, he wasn't breathing anymore.

No! NO! NO! NO!

''We lost him.''

Clarke awoke in shock.

It had only been a dream, more of a nightmare really.

Finn had survived, she had saved him under her mother's guidance, and now Raven would be there for him. Raven. She felt a tiny pang in her heart thinking about how it wasn't her who could be the one there for him, even when she knew that it had been for the best. Raven needed him, and he needed her. Those facts didn't make it hurt any less, though.

Clarke climbed out of her 'supposed bed' and went outside.

A new day, a new chance.

It was getting colder out, they would have to get new supplies soon, before winter started, she mentally noted.

Bellamy's P.O.V.

Bellamy had lain awake all night, thinking about last night's events, and the look that he had seen on Octavia's face when he had tried to help her stand up. It had been a look of pure hatred and disgust. ''Don't touch me!'' She had said. Didn't she understand that everything he did was for her? He was just trying to protect them all. The grounder had tried to kill Finn. Even Clarke had eventually agreed to that particular way of getting information. Did his little sister really think that he liked doing that? Of course he didn't! It had pained him to have to hurt a human being like that, but it was necessary for their survival.

Shaking his head as to clear it, he stepped outside of his tent.

Bellamy looked around at the camp. Almost everyone was still asleep. There were only a few people out, being two guys he had seen walking around camp before, both of which he did not know by name. He then saw Monroe. Good old Monroe, always up early, he thought with a smirk on his face.

But there's no Octavia, he noticed, and his smirk dropped.

Then he spotted Clarke. He should approach her, maybe she would know where to find Octavia.

Decided, he walked towards her.

She was just standing there, looking up at the sky, seemingly deep in thought.

He placed a hand on her shoulder.

''Clarke?'' He cautiously asked.

She blinked a couple of times, then turned around to look at him with a tired expression.

''What is it, Bellamy?'' She asked in a quiet voice.

She was probably still exhausted from yesterday, with having to extract that blade out of Finn, he thought.

''Have you seen my sister anywhere?'' He asked, while scratching his head.

''I can't say I have, sorry.''

Well, it was worth a shot, she was probably still sleeping. He would just have to wait until she woke up.

''That's okay, just tell me if you do, alright?''

He started to turn around, but she motioned for him to wait.

Just like that, her expression grew stern again. Always the serious princess, he thought to himself.

''We are running low on supplies, and it's getting colder out, nearing winter. Meaning that we have to get to Mount Weather, and I'm going to need some of the guys to come with me.'' She said, whilst trying to move past him.

He grabbed her arm.

''Not so fast princess, where are you going? Finn is still unable to move, and we need the rest of the guys I trust to remain here, to watch the rest of the camp while I'm gone.''

She looked at him curiously.

''So, what are you suggesting? That we go to Mount Weather ourselves? We'll get killed if it's just us two, Bellamy.''

She had a good point, but the fewer they were, the less likely that they would attract unwanted attention. Mount Weather was Grounder territory, after all. Besides, it would do him good to get away from the camp for a while.

''Trust me on this, if we take more people with us, we'll be alot more likely to be discovered by the Grounders.'' He argued.

She seemed to consider this for a moment.

''Alright then, but we have to leave now.'' She eventually agreed.

He yelled to Monroe that he would be gone for a while, and that in his absence, she was in charge.

He then turned back to Clarke with a smirk.

''Let's go, then.''