"You can't do this!" Octavia has been yelling at me and slamming her fists against my chest for the past twenty minutes. When I told her the plan; that I was going to go back she was pissed, but when I added that I was sending her away she was livid.

"O, I'm sorry but I can't let you get hurt too. This way I'll know that you're safe." I hug her tight and she fights against my hold.

"I hate you." She says with venom.

"I know, but I can live with your hate. What I can't live with is you being dead." I say and kiss her hair. "You're the only family I have left and I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you too."

"You already have." She tries to knee me but I twist my body out of the way.

Lincoln walks out from the hallway. I know he's heard everything. He looks at me and motions to take over. I shake my head and just hold O closer to me. I whisper my apologies while putting pressure on her neck knowing that it'll make her pass out and soon she stops fighting so much. Her breathing evens out and when she goes limp in my arms I know she's asleep. I pick her up in my arms and take her to her room. When she's lying on her bed I can see the young innocent little girl that I wish she could stay as.

"You weren't kidding about her not taking it well." Lincoln says quietly and gives my shoulder a squeeze. "I don't think I could have taken it. I would have given in."

"And that is exactly why she needs to leave. She'll be safe with Aurora's mother." I say brushing the hair out of O's face before leaving her. I gently close the door and follow Lincoln to the living room.

"I got a hold of my friend. They'll be here in about twenty minutes." He says but doesn't look happy.

"Tell me about this friend of yours. Who is he and how is he going to help us?"

"She is smarter than your friends Monty, Jasper, Raven, and Wick combined."

"She? Okay. How do you know Monty and Jasper?" I ask him not surprised that he would know Ray and Wick, but the other two aren't a part of this.

"Who do you think our hacker is?" He raises his eyebrow at me.

"Wait!" I shake my head. "Monty is your hacker? Is there anyone in this freaking town that's not messed up in all of this?"

He laughs at my surprise. "Not really. Well Indra is just here to keep an ear open. She isn't really messed up in all of this as you so kindly put it. Oh and Principal Jaha is just a principal who happened to get transferred to an odd town. Let's see there are a couple others who really don't know what's going on, but yeah, most of us are on one side or the other."

"Gosh! Figures that I'd get stuck in deadbeat town that just happens to be the freaking hellhole!" I fling my arms up in exasperation.

"Okay, that's enough. We are not vampires and I don't think you could pull off a cheerleader uniform as well as Buffy." Lincoln says with a hint of a smile in his voice.

"Shut up." I glare at him knowing that he's trying to get me to relax but I know that I'll need all the anger I can muster.

"Fine, no more vamp jokes. Got it." He says while flicking his wrist in the arm as if he is checking off something on an imaginary list. "How about we go eat something so that when they get here you won't faint like a little girl."

"I'm not hungry and you better watch it." I give him the classic Blake glare and he just laughs.

"It's seriously creepy how much you and Tavi look alike." He gets up from the couch but is at least smart enough to not turn his back on me. If I didn't need him and if it wouldn't hurt O I would beat the crap out of him and string him up outside just to get rid of that stupid smirk he has.

Great now I even sound like a girl. I grumble to myself and go to the kitchen. As much as I hate to admit it; he's right. I need to eat something or I won't be much use.

I grab a granola bar and devour it while looking in the fridge for something else. I see that we have the makings for a sandwich so I make one. Lincoln makes two and then puts the food away.

"Tavi will be hungry when she wakes up." He says while bagging it up and putting the sandwich in the fridge next to a fruit cup, the kind with the cherry in it. It's always been O's favorite treat. It hits me just how much he really cares about her. I hate that he's actually a good guy. If he treated her badly at least I could have a reason to kick him out.

"You really care about her don't you?" I ask with a sigh.

"Yes." He gives me a sincere look with no sarcasm or laughter; just an honest look from the man that wants to be with my sister.

A banging on the door pulls us out of the moment and I drop my half eaten sandwich on the table to go answer the door. I peek out the window first to see who it is and my heart starts to race. I can see blonde wavy hair sticking out from under a beanie. I yank the door open.

"Clarke?"