'So you don't talk at all.' Clarke had been trying to engage the grounder guarding her in conversation for the past hour in order to find out any information on her location. He was a stonewall, he didn't talk, didn't move, barely even blinked, nothing. She had tried sending him out to fetch her some things in order to get some time alone in the room to find a way out, but he only stepped out of the door for a few seconds. He was probably passing on her demands to someone else on the other side, at least she learned their was more than one person she would have to get through in order to get out of here. By some miracle, she had managed to stabilize the girl. Thanks to the hole she had punctured to get the air to her lungs, the girl was now able to breath on her own. Whether or not she would make it would depend on how strong she was, she needed to have the will to wake up. Their was nothing more she could do. Scalpel in hand she walked over to the door. She would need to be fast, she would only have a second to act between the time the grounder turned around to when he opened the door. Luckily Bellamy had taken the time to teach her some self-defense after what had happened with Dax.

'You need this princess; he took you down like you were nothing. What are you going to do if I'm not there next time? Please Clarke just humor me.' And she had, for days he had taken the time to teach her basic moves, and especially how to take down an opponent that was much taller and stronger than she was. Hopefully it would be enough.

'Bring me to Anya or go get her I need to inform her of the girl's condition.' As her guard turned to open the door she hit him hard behind the knees. Bellamy had told her that was the best way to get an opponent down, especially if he wasn't expecting it. She didn't think about what she was going to do, she couldn't let him regain his senses still in shock by her actions. In one swift movement she slit his throat. Before she had time to collect herself, the door was opening behind her. It was happening too fast she was supposed to have more time to get prepared, but the guard posted outside was already entering the room. She couldn't back down now so she turned around scalpel at the ready. She was faced with two new grounders, but she still had hope recognizing one of them as Octavia's friend, Lincoln. Before she had time to say anything, the second guard removed his head gear and relief washed over her. He had come for her, she had wanted to believe he would but with everything happening the smartest thing would have been to stay behind those walls, and yet their he was standing in front of her and giving her that smug smile she loved.

'Bellamy' she heard herself whisper before closing the short distance between them and hugging him like her life depended on it. He felt so warm and safe she never wanted to let go, but time was not on their side and they needed to get out of here. When she looked up, she noticed Bellamy was looking down at the dead grounder.

'I've taught you well' was his only reply at the sight in front of him, no judgment for what she had done, understanding she didn't have a choice.

'I hate to break up your little reunion, but where's Finn, when I was here last night you were both held in the same room.' Clarke finally turned her attention towards the other man that had come for her. Wondering how they had both come to work together, but putting her questions aside for the time being she explain the situation to Lincoln.

'They took him away when I started working on the girl. They were threatening to kill him if I didn't save her.'

'They must have moved him to another hut, probably torturing him for information like they did with the other one.'

'Oh my god, when Murphy came back to camp he was completely broken. We have to get Finn out of there. I don't understand, they said they wouldn't hurt him if I helped, he was Anya's only leverage.'

'I doubt they ever planned on letting him live, you probably would have continue to work on the girl thinking he was alive. We have to go find him now; we won't have much time. Bellamy put your stuff back on; we're going to drag Clarke out of here. Once were out of sight you take her to the cave and I'm going to go find Finn.'

'No, I'm coming with you, he's here because of me its my fault.'

'I don't have time to argue, Bellamy you drag her to the cave if you have too.' Clarke saw Bellamy nod along to Lincoln plan, he was holding onto her so hard, like he was afraid she was going to fly away.

'Clarke, please you have to trust Lincoln. He got me all the way to you, and I am going to take you out of this camp safe and sound. If he can save Finn he will, you have to trust him.'

'Do you?'

'Yes.' Bellamy looked right at Lincoln when he answered. A manly way of thanking him for what he had done. She felt defeated, their was no point in arguing. They both grabbed hold of one of her arms and walked out of the door after moving the dead grounder out of view. Lincoln whispered something to the guard; he seemed reluctant to let them pass but eventually the threat of displeasing Anya made him relent. They walked past a few more huts before heading straight for the forest. Once hidden behind the trees Lincoln turned around to go back for Finn. Clarke hadn't realized how exhausted she was, Bellamy had to half carry her all the way to the cave. He didn't complain and kept going until they were safe, well as safe as they could be out in grounder territory. Bellamy looked over Clarke's body to make sure she wasn't injured anywhere.

'I'm fine Bellamy; they didn't do anything to me. I'm more worried about Finn.'

'Spacewalker why are you so worried over him? If he had done a better job at keeping you safe you wouldn't be in this mess. You could have died and we … I, what would I have done without you.' He looked so vulnerable; her being gone had done something to him. She moved closer to him, placing both her hands on his cheeks.

'I'm worried about Finn because he's my friend, we couldn't have done anything Bellamy they were too many of them and they took us by surprise. But thanks to you I'm safe. You came for me Bellamy, you saved me, you did it.' Looking into his eyes and seeing the worry that was still there all she could think about was how much she wanted to kiss him, make that frown disappear. So she did, she lowered her lips that were already dangerously close to his. It didn't matter if he felt the same way; she had realized during her time in captivity just how much he meant to her and she was going to show him even if it changed things. That's probably why she had denied her feelings for so long, afraid it would break up their truce and made things awkward. But he was kissing her back, with so much passion that she had to believe that they were more. Bellamy pulled away for a moment and looked into her eyes.

'I missed you princess, don't ever leave me again, I need you.' That's all she needed to hear, he wanted her too.