A/N: I tried to do something a little different with this chapter, I hope you like it! I'm sorry for the bad updating, I'm having a lot of personal issues and writers block. Thank you to everyone who followed/favorited my story, those and reviews help to motivate me to write more! A big thank you to my beta!

Mount Weather

"Hey, Miller! How you doing man?" asked Jasper, his face far from reflecting his cheerful tone.

"I'm good, how about you?"

"Want to go get some breakfast?" asked Jasper, "I'm pretty hungry."

Breakfast had subtly become the code word for the storage room, where Maya had told them there were no hidden microphones. Miller nodded and followed Jasper to one of the lowest levels of the giant bunker. Once they were in the far back of the room, they finally felt safe enough to talk.

"Where are Monty and Harper?" asked Miller worriedly.

He'd been basically second in command to Bellamy back at the drop ship, and his concern for the fellow members of the hundred made him worry constantly.

"Monty's working on finding out how to open the doors without alerting the guards. That way they won't know to come after us until it's too late," said Jasper. "But I haven't seen Harper in a few days. The last time I saw her was at breakfast the day after we broke into Dante's office."

Miller nodded. "I'm worried about her. I have a feeling something happened to her," he said.

"I'll talk to Maya later today after she gets off work and ask if she knows anything. If she got hurt, I'm sure Maya will know about it," said Jasper, trying to reassure himself just as much as he was trying to reassure Miller. "So, have you had any luck finding other people who'd want to come with us?"

"Yeah. Alex and Sophie said Clarke talked to them before she disappeared, and they think there's a weird vibe to this place – whatever that means. Anyway, they want to leave. I also mentioned it to Zach and Charlie, and they want to get out too – I think their parents might have been on the station that we saw come down."

"That's it?" asked Jasper, running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah," replied Miller dejectedly. "Everyone else I mentioned it to told me I was crazy to want to leave here."

"Well we've got time to convince more of them to come, at least until we hear back from Maya and Monty," sighed Jasper.

"And find Harper," added Miller.

"Hey, Maya!" said Jasper, spotting her in the dining room during dinner.

He motioned for her to come sit by him in the comfortable armchairs towards the back of the room.

"How was work today?" he asked as she sat down next to him.

"It was good, nothing unusual," said Maya. "Do you want to hang out later, after dinner?" she asked casually.

Jasper perked up at her suggestion.

"Yeah I'd love to!" he replied excitedly.

Of course, part of his excitement disappeared when he noticed that Maya's cheerful expression didn't reach her eyes. He knew there was something she needed to tell him.

Maya grinned and they finished their dinner quickly. Giggling, she led him to the storage room again. Once they were inside, her expression turned grave but she didn't drop his hand.

"They told me Harper tried to escape. I think they have her hidden somewhere, maybe in the quarantine ward," she said worriedly.

"We have to get her out. Monty's going to figure out how to get us out of here soon and we can't leave her," replied Jasper.

Maya dropped his hand when he mentioned leaving.

"Jasper, that's not all…" said Maya quietly, looking at the ground.

"W-What is it?" asked Jasper, knowing Maya was hardly ever this upset about anything.

"There's a new treatment. They're asking for volunteers – they say that after this treatment, we'll be just as immune to the radiation as you are and –" she gushed, wringing her hands.

"You have to volunteer! You'll be able to come with us – this is better than anything we could have hoped for," Jasper exclaimed, throwing his arms around Maya.

"No, Jasper you don't understand," said Maya, pushing him off of her.

"What do you mean I don't understand?" he asked.

"This new treatment… I think it has something to do with Harper's disappearance. I don't think she tried to escape, I think they took her," said Maya, tearing up.

"Then we have to help her now, before anything else happens to her. I'll volunteer to go be their guinea pig instead of her," said Jasper, clenching his fists.

"No Jasper, you can't, I – I'll volunteer for the treatment, see what they're doing. There's a briefing for volunteers and I'll tell you as much as I can when I get out," said Maya bravely. "In the meantime you focus on getting out of here."

"We won't leave you Maya. Maybe we're not in danger yet. We'll wait until you can come with us."

Maya brought her face up to his and kissed him. He stumbled back, bewildered.

Maya suppressed a giggle as Jasper nearly knocked over a row of paintings.

"Okay," she said. "But if things look bad, promise me you'll go."

Jasper nodded, still in a daze.

"I promise," he lied.

He'd never leave Maya after she had helped them. He felt like they owed her so much – she'd been looking out for him and the 47 ever since Clarke had disappeared. But that wasn't all; there was something else to it. He couldn't quite pinpoint it yet, but he began to understand as Maya ruffled her hair and left the room.

"See you later," she called.

Jasper brought his hand up to his lips, remembering the kiss they'd shared. He couldn't – wouldn't leave her.