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So here is more :)

I changed some dialogue to fit my story and also not to do the exact same thing as in the show! After all, we'va seen it so why read the same thing, right? But don't worry, nothing major ;)

So they are rescuing the poor Jasper! And a little scene of my own in the end, hope you'll enjoy!

I am sorry again if my English is not perfect! I just re-read Part 1 and OMG it's terrible. I'll update that!

Thanks a lot and good reading :)


Just as she came back to camp after her walk, she remarked something was going on. She approached the source of noise and found out the expedition that was supposed to go to Mount Wheather was back. With no food and a missing member. That was not good.

"Where is the guy with the goggles?" asked Charlie, a bit worried.

"Jasper was hit by the Grounders." answered Clarke, still breathing heavily from their run.

"The Grounders?" then asked Bellamy, who was next to his scared sister.

"There are some people here that survived." explained Finn, the Spacewalker.

Woah. People that survived? Charlie tried to picture what a human exposed to radiation would look like. Not pretty she guessed. She had seen in books what radiation could do to the human body and she was not ready to meet that kind of mutant. These Grounders would be a problem now that they knew they were here.

"Is he dead?" then asked Charlie.

That sounded bad, but he could have survived, right? If so it would be interesting, he could have infos on these people. This could help them survive.

"His body was gone when we searched for him." answered Clarke, apparently ready to go back for him.

"I'll come." said immediately Charlie, before Clarke had time to ask for help.

She looked at her, surprised, but made a sign of the head to thank her.

"Prepare your things and we are leaving. Meet us in thirty minute just here."


Charlie was a bit early and waited five minutes for the team to come. Clarke arrived first, followed by Wells... And Bellamy with one of his bodyguard. Surprising.

"Oh, the king decided to join his subjects?" said Charlie on an amused tone.

Bellamy growled, apparently a bit embarrassed.

"Ok, let's go." said Clarke before taking the lead in the forest.

Charlie walked just behind her, and soon the group was distanced: Bellamy and the guy named Murphy behind, and Well, Clarke and Charlie in front.

"So did you see the Grounders?" asked Charlie, curious.

"We saw a spear going trough Jasper and a bit further we saw a deformed skull of what looked like a human." answered Clarke.

Ok so it was real. They were not alone.

"At least it means we can actually survive here, that's good news!" said Charlie, a bit optimistic.

The trio was silent for a moment. The good side was that they would not die of radiation. The bad side was that they would have to face radiated-humans that lived here long before them and that were probably better than them to survive in those woods. How fun.

"Clarke, are you sure it was a good idea to take those two with us? They are criminals..." asked Well, breaking the silence.

"I count on that... and Bellamy's gun." she answered in a grave tone.

Uh oh. She was down for some serious business! That would not be a beautiful rescuing mission.

"Hey what's the rush?" she heard behind her.

When Charlie turned, she saw that Bellamy and his friend were closer and that his gun was out. Not good.

"You don't even know if he's alive." said Murphy.

Charlie saw the anger rise in Clarke.

"We heard him screaming when they took him, which means he was alive when they moved him. We have no time to waste."

Just as she finished, she tried to turn back to keep walking, but Bellamy took her wrist, stopping her.

"As soon as you take this wristband off, we can go."

Clarke moved back, releasing herself from his grip.

"The only way the Ark think I'm dead is if I'm dead."

Hard comeback. She was brave: he had a gun after all.

"Hey, it's everyone's choice to take those off." said Charlie, feeling inspired by the defiance of Clarke.

Bellamy turned to her, a bad look on his face.

"I thought you agreed with us on this point."

Charlie raised her shoulders.

"I didn't say that. I agreed on taking mine off. I have nobody I love up there, just people I hate. It doesn't mean it's the same for her. After all... she's doing whatever the hell she wants, right?"

Murphy took a step, menacing, but Bellamy stopped him.

"You two are brave princesses..." said Bellamy, a little mocking smile on his face.

Just at that exact moment, Finn appeared behind the group, surprising them.

"Find your own nickname," he said. "And you call that a rescue party, we have to cover more ground, form groups. Clarke you come with me."

Not stopping, he continued to walk in the forest, leading the group with Clarke who immediately followed him. Charlie looked around and saw the little scared look on Well's face. He didn't want to be paired with Murphy who tried to kill him like... how many times again? Two? Three? So she was going to sacrificed herself. Not going with the, even if stupid, handsome guy, but with the creepy one. Even if she saw Bellamy eying her. Ugh.

"Ok, I'll go with Murphy, there is less chance you try to kill Well..." she said to Bellamy with a sight.

Boys were definitely more complicated than girls. Bellamy nodded, and smiled to Well.

"Let's go buddy then!"


So Murphy was not the kind of person who talks a lot. For the next hour, they were silent except for quick exchange like: "Oh they are heading there, we should follow on the side". It was so nice... But she was soon liberated from this when Clarke and Finn found them saying they had found a track. They were soon all reunited. Hum, Well was still alive, which was good. She had made a good choice. They were now on the tracks Finn had found and it was not really encouraging, they were finding blood everywhere. Ok, it was just droplets, but still.

"We are getting closer." said Finn, touching fresh blood on the ground.

Suddenly, they heard a weak scream, a scream Charlie didn't like, full of suffers.

"I think it's time you take out that gun Bellamy..." said Charlie, tightening her grip on the little knife she had made back at camp.

"Yeah, I think it will be more effective than that!" he answered, looking at her ridiculous knife.

"Hey it's all I got ok?" she answered, a bit offended.

And her tone made him smile. Was he always mocking her or something?

"Could you please shut up?" said Clarke, apparently not in the mood.

Ok she had good reason. They followed the weak scream of Jasper and soon arrived in a clearing with a big tree in the middle. And there he was. Hanged on the tree like if he was a bait. They had to get him down.

"Oh my god, Jasper..." said Clarke, immediately approaching the tree.

"Wait!" screamed Charlie, not sure it was a good idea to go this fast.

But too late, the ground under Clarke's feet disappeared. Bellamy had just the time to take her by the hand, preventing her to fall in a ditch.

"Take her up!" said Finn, immediately helping him to pull her.

They all helped to get her up and soon they were all on the firm ground.

"He's a bait," said Charlie, pointing to Jasper. "This is a kind of sick trap. We have to get him down fast and leave."

"I agree," said Finn. "I'll climb up there and cut the vines, come with me."

They both climbed up the tree and just as she was working on cutting the vines, they heard a growling.

"What was that?" she asked, a bit scared.

When she turned, she saw a kind of panther. A beautiful animal, but that seemed hungry. Hungry for flesh.

"Bellamy, gun!" screamed Clarke.

Charlie heard fire and the panthers fall on the ground in her mid jump. But the fire didn't come from Bellamy... It came from Well. Oh. Now he was impressing Clarke with that.


They got back to camp by the night, with a damaged Jasper and a dead panther. At least they would have dinner. But Charlie was not hungry, she was feeling sick. What the Grounders did to Jasper was terrible. They were intelligent, that was sure and it was worrying. She was not feeling safe anymore. Suddenly, the Ark seemed like a nice place. She was thinking about that, sitting next to the fire, in the middle of eating and happy teenagers playing drum and speaking really loud. But she felt a bit alone there. She was fixating the flames, trying to picture her future on earth. She was not liking not knowing where she was going and what was going to happen.

"You're not hungry?" asked someone sitting next to her.

She turned her face looking at that person and saw Bellamy, giving her a piece of meat. She took it reluctantly and bitted in it, not convinced.

"It tastes like chicken."

He laughed.

"Everything tastes like chicken."

They stayed silent for a minute, just the time for Charlie to finish eating.

"So," he started, "will you tell me how the hell you are twenty?"

It was her turn to laugh.

"You're intrigued, han? That's funny."

"Still not answering me..." he said with an insisting look.

Charlie crossed her arms around her legs.

"I used to traffic identities on the Ark. This is why I was sent in prison. And because I'm not suicidal, when I got caught, I changed my age so I would not be floated."

Bellamy nodded, apparently impressed.

"Not bad... And you said you had no one up there... Where are your parents?"

The question. She wasn't liking this conversation.

"That's a long and sad story. Not good for a night like this."

People were starting to stand up, dancing around the fire to the sound of the tam-tam playing. It was a party night, not a night-I-tell-my-saddest-secrets. She looked at Bellamy and it seemed he would not take that as an answer. She had to find a way to get out.

"Want to dance?" she asked before he could asked her again.

He looked surprised, and a bit embarrassed. That was funny. The so-confident guy looking awkward.

"I'm not a good dancer..."

"Too bad!" said Charlie, jumping on her feet and going in the crowd to dance with all those kids.

It was good. The tam-tam were vibrating and the echo in the forest was perfect. The fire was hot and the night cold, Charlie felt good, she was free here. At least she was not thinking about he scary Grounders and her uncertain-future of eternal camping. She moved with the music, with the crowd, feeling a bit out of this world, her eyes closed. She then felt someone a bit closer to her and opened her eyes to find the bad-dancer Bellamy dancing with her. He was not that bad actually.

"Changed your mind?"she asked amused.

He answered with a smile and got a bit closer. Ok. That was getting a bit too hot. His arms brushed hers and she felt a chill going through her spine. Not good. But she couldn't stop dancing, it was so nice. It was so weird, so many contradictory emotions. Not knowing what else to do, she continued dancing, getting closer to him. They were soon just centimeters apart. She looked up at his face and saw his predator smile with his intense look. She felt her face becoming so hot, she was clearly blushing. Good for her it was dark. The light of the fire was dancing on his traits, he was even more handsome. Was that possible? Just as she felt in a dream, someone bumped into her, pushing her in Bellamy's arms. And breaking this trans-like dance.

"You're alright?" he asked with his charming smile, knowing she was fine.

"I'm good," she said, stepping back and passing her hand trough her hair. "I should get to bed, I feel a little dizzy."

She didn't wait for his answer and just walked away, breathing heavily. From now she would keep a distance of at least one meter with him. It was safer.


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