Chapter 18:
I didn't sleep; didn't even try, to be honest. I just spent the whole night lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. There's just so much to think about and not enough time. So many unanswered questions; what if Caleb didn't find the meeting spot? What if what I stole wasn't enough to save Bellamy? A knock at the door breaks my thoughts. I don't get up and just slightly glance in the direction of the door. It's probably just Jacobsen again, coming to give me another lecture. If I could I'd go back in time just long enough to see that look on Jacobsen's face again, after I kissed Caleb last night. Now that was priceless. "Yachara…" I hear Alexander whisper my name against the door. He sounds defeated; like someone sucked the life out of him. He probably just had a fight with Jacobsen. My guess is that he's nice to me because I'm not a jerk to him all the time. Which is also why he's so willing to trust me. And this I can use to my advantage. I got up and headed for the door. I opened it to find Alex, just like I thought.
"I've told you a hundred times," I began, "it was self defense."
"So I've heard." Alex mumbled as he stepped into the room.
"So, why are you here?"
"Dad's blaming me. For what happened to Adonis." He replied. Why is he telling me this? No matter if I wanted to or not, I can't change what Jacobsen does. "Uh… I'm sorry?" That was the best reply I could come up with. He shook his head as he sat down on the corner of the bed. "Well, what do you want me to say?" It came out sounding more frustrated than I thought it would. He put his head down and then hunched over. "Okay, that didn't come out how it was supposed to." Silence filled the room. What does this boy want? I don't want to sound mean or anything, but I've got a lot more important stuff I could be doing right now. "You trust me, right? Or at least a lot more than you do your father?" Five seconds go by before he nods. "Do you know about your father's plan to brainwash the hundred?"
"No. But I'm not surprised." He replied. I spent the next twenty minutes telling him everything. And I mean everything; who exactly the hundred are, how I found Lincoln and the others in the cave, the real reason why I shot Adonis, how I met Caleb, and so on. He seemed to take all of this really well. "Alexander, I need your help getting them out of Mount Weather." I said.
"Is that a question or a statement?" he asked.
"Both."
"Okay, I'll help you. Under one condition." I knew there had to be a catch here somewhere; this whole thing was going way too easily. "That Adonis and I get to leave with you guys."
"Okay, done." It's a really good thing I thought of this sooner. I can only imagine how they feel. I've been only been here for like two days and I'm already wanting to kill Jacobsen. "Do you have access to Mount Weather at any time, or do I have to shoot someone else?" A smile quickly spread across his face. "Yes, I do." He said as I started pacing.
"Do you have access to-"
"Yachara," I stopped and looked at him, "my dad runs the place. I can get you in anywhere you want."
An hour later and we were inside Mount Weather. Would've been sooner but we had to wait for Jacobsen to leave with his soldiers and the rest of the weekly hunting party. I still can't figure out why no one knew this city was here. I bet Anya knew. You know, I wouldn't be surprised if they'd been working together this whole time. Alex drove us through a different entrance than the one I went through before. Then he led me down each creepy white hallway until we reached a door that read 'Quarantine'. I've got to say, Mount Weather is the whitest place on Earth. I'm surprised these people aren't blind yet. Alex said a few things to the guards and then they let us by. I guess around here having 'Jacobsen' stamped on the end of your name is a good thing. My plan is to get as much information out of Anya that I can before Breakout Day. But first I need to tell Clarke what the plan is so she doesn't freak out when the time comes. Alex and I walked up to her cell and stopped in front of the two guards placed at her cell. She should feel honored; her cell is the only one with guards out front. "We have orders to speak with her more on a certain mater." He told them, "And this one's off record, if you know what I mean." One of the guards nodded and then brought a radio up to his lips, "Cut the cams." He said as the other guard opened the door. We walked inside without a word. The sound of the door shutting broke the silence. She was sitting on the bed in the middle of the room, sketching something with some paper they'd given her.
"What is it you want to ask me this time?" She sounds like she's lost hope of ever getting out of here. But more importantly, I can hear a streak of defiance. According to Alex, she's the only one that hasn't told them her name yet. Which is good because it gives me something to run with.
"Well, Clarke," Her eyes locked onto mine, "I'm here to help you escape."
"Why would Mountain Men help me escape?"
"I don't expect you to trust me. But I'm here to help you and I don't have much time to explain. But in two days, we're breaking all of you out of here."
"You two, alone?"
"No." I replied, "It'll be us and Lincoln, Octavia, Bellamy, Finn, and this other chick you don't know." There it is; that fire inside of her that kept her going for all of those months was dead. Not anymore. "And, your mother and a lot of other people from the Ark are here too."
"They're alive?"
"Yes, but in order for this to work you can't talk to anyone else about this besides us." Alex stepped forward and handed her a key card. "This will unlock all of the doors in the quarantine area. In two days, around mid-night, when you see one of us outside your door use this to get yourself out."
"You probably won't see us again before Breakout Day. But we are telling the truth. My name is Yachara and this is Alexander." I said. Clarke quickly tossed aside what she was working on and then began writing. A few seconds later, she folded it in half and gave it to me.
"Can you get this to them?" She asked. I nodded and then we left, without another word. I put it with the note I had written, as we walked. I stopped and turned to Alex. "I can find my way to Anya's cell from here," I gave him the letters. "Can you please take these now, and then meet me when you're done?" He slipped the letters into his jacket and then left. On the way here, he agreed to take a letter down to the old dungeon and put in the crack that I slipped through, many years ago. I just hope Jade finds them before B-Day, or else this is going to be the worst escape attempt ever. I continued down the hall, until I came across her cell. I told the guards the same thing Alex told the last two. It worked and they opened the door. This room was different from the one Clarke is in; it's a brick room with a black floor. She's sitting in the corner, behind metal bars. "Well look who finally showed up." Anya got up and walked up to the bars. "Yachara."
"Annabelle." I replied. She cringed at the name. "You must be eager to tell me something, if you've been waiting for me."
"Yes," she said, "I want to tell you something I never told your father." Okay, this should be good. "I'm sure you've met Jacobsen's boys, the twins."
"Yes, I have. Now can you get on with it, I'm in a bit of a rush."
"They aren't the only set of twins he has." Anya's been lying to me my whole life. So this is a lie or the truth, meant to make me mad. "You had a twin sister." Why did she say 'had'?
"Come again?"
"I found your mother a month after you two were born. When she wouldn't join me, I killed her and then took her babies. But I didn't need two. So I gave one to one of my soldiers and told him to get rid of it. But I kept you so that one day you could take my place. I was planning on, one day, merging my group with your father's. That's why I had you marked with your father's family crest; everyone in his family has that same tattoo." My silence pleased her. She thinks she got under my skin; something she lives for. This time she has. I'm so mad at her she's lucky she's behind bars. She noticed the look of realization on my face. I put my head back and closed my eyes.
"You were Jacobsen's first… weren't you?" She doesn't have to say anything, because I know I'm right. "That's why you kept me and marked me and tried to raise me as yours. It's also why you wanted to merge with him and why you're still alive. Because you two are still in love." And I live for moments like this; when I get to prove I'm smarter than her. "It's also why you're kept in the dark…. you're pregnant."
"Nothing I said ever did faze you." Anya said, "Congratulations, you're the second to know our secret."
"Which soldier did you use to get rid of the kid?"
"How do you think Lincoln proved himself to me?"
"Oh, Anya… You're so stupid I don't know whether to laugh or feel sorry for you." I turned around and walked out of the room.
