Murphy POV-
Clarke has me bring Avery into the dropship and lay her down,
"Okay Murphy put her down here, Raven get water, towels, alcohol."
I'm pacing back and forth, I can't just stand here and do nothing while Avery is hurt.
Raven comes back with the supplies quickly. "Okay Murphy, sterilize your hands with the moonshine" Clarke says to me. I do as she says even though I hate taking orders from anyone especially Princess. Clarke pours water and alcohol over where the arrow is in Ave's leg. She doesn't wake up and I'm glad because know the moonshine would have hurt like hell on a wound like that. "Okay Murphy I'm going to pull the arrow out and you put this cloth on the wound immediately and hold it down with pressure okay?"
"Yeah okay."
"Alright, 1, 2, 3." She pulls it out and I put the rag down. Clarke starts to sterilize a needle to stitch it up. "The arrow didn't go in that deep so if I stitch it up and it's kept clean it should be fine." I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding in. "You wouldn't happen to know her blood type?"
"What? No why? You said she'd be fine." I say frantically.
She nods "Yeah I think she'll be fine but I'm not sure how much blood she's lost, it might be a good idea to give her some extra. But since we don't know her blood type we'll just monitor her for now." All I can do is nod.
When Clarke finishes the stitches she says all we can do is wait for her to wake up. I fucking hate waiting around, but for Avery I'd wait a lifetime.
I sit in the dropship all night watching her, not sleeping. I don't want her to wake up without me knowing. I have to make this up to her because it's all my fault she is hurt.
Avery POV:
My eyes open slowly and I feel as if I have been sleeping for 2 days. I can't remember what happened, all I can feel is a nagging pain in my thigh. When my eyes open all the way I see that I'm the dropship. My leg hurts so badly and I can't remember why but I see that there is a bandage wrapped around it.
"Avery? Are you awake?" John is sitting next to me in a chair made from a dropship seat.
I groan and try to sit up a little but he pushes me back down gently "Don't get up." He says,
"Ughh my leg…"
"I know it hurts Ave, but you're okay. Do you remember what happened?"
I remember running out of camp because John told me he didn't want to be with me, the last thing I remember is running through the woods. "Um, I just remember running out of camp…nothing after that." I feel slightly embarrassed about running away.
"I went after you and found you on the ground with an arrow in your leg, Clarke fixed you up. I'm so sorry Ave," he takes my hand "this is all my fault, I shouldn't have said those things to you." I look away from him because knowing he doesn't want me just hurts too much.
"It's okay, if that's how you feel, then that's how you feel. You don't have to be sorry for that," I tell him.
He stands up and takes my cheek so I have to look at him. "I was wrong." What? "I'm in love with you Avery."
WHAT? I am devoid of words.
"And I know I'll never be good enough for you…but hell if you want to be with me anyway then I'd be so lucky. After all I've done up there and down here, having you would be so much more than I deserve." I'm frozen, it taking longer than normal to register what he's saying. I'm surprised when he laughs, "Please say something so I don't feel like a fucking idiot for thinking you want me."
"No, no I'm sorry I just wasn't expecting this…I thought you didn't see me that way. On the Ark you pretty much slept with every girl except me." I can feel myself involuntarily blush at the thought.
He smiles, "I only did that so I wouldn't be tempted to go after you. Like I said…I'm no good for you."
"You are good. I can see that even if you don't." I take his hand, "And I love you too, in case you couldn't tell."
He smile is larger than I've ever seen it.
2 days later Clarke agrees to let me sleep in mine and John's tent again. He's been staying with me in the dropship. He's only not there when he's on guard duty. I like having him around a lot though. Nothing has happened since he told me how he feels, and we haven't discussed it either. He has been acting a lot more affectionate towards me though.
My leg still hurts some but I can walk on my own. John won't listen to that when I tell him though, he insists on carrying me back to our tent.
"C'mon you're making me feel like a four year old. My leg barely hurts now, I can walk by myself." I complain as he carries me through camp.
"And risk you tripping over yourself and injuring your leg even more? I don't think so."
"You're so stubborn!"
He laughs, "Me? That's funny I was gonna say that to you."
I roll my eyes as we walk up to the tent. John goes inside and puts me on the bed.
"I gotta go guard the wall for a bit, stay here."
"Yes, sir." I say it sarcastically but John looks quite pleased with himself.
"Okay um see you later," he hesitantly bends down and awkwardly kisses my forehead.
"Okay."
Murphy POV
Ugh I feel like a complete idiot. What the hell was that lame kiss back there? I kissed her on the forehead like she really was a four year old. I don't know how to act around her after I told her I love her. We haven't talked about it since because I don't know what to say. Or do, obviously.
She probably thinks I didn't mean my feelings by the way I'm acting. But she's still healing and what I really want to do with her will have to wait until she's better.
"Hey man, is Avery doing better?" Miller asks, we're on guard together.
"Yeah, she feels great actually. Almost no pain." Doesn't mean I'm gonna let her walk around by herself though.
"That's good to hear, we can't lose anyone else around here."
I nod, I'm not much for conversation.
3 hours later I head back to our tent. When I open it I see Avery has fallen asleep pretty much in the middle of the bed leaving no room for me. She looks calm being asleep, like she can be peaceful and not have to worry about anything.
I decide I don't want to disturb her and lie down on the ground instead. It's not comfortable but it'll do.
