A/N Ok I have a bit more written but I'm gonna make you wait for it a bit (Muahahhaaa) while I tweak it. Hopefully it will be worth the wait. Cheers.

Raven

The next morning the four Arkadians head out towards the beach at the other side of the solar field and from there start following the it north for a couple hours until it curls outward. A couple hours more and Raven, Clarke and Bellamy are staring aghast at the massive mansion before them.

"Shit, Murph, you knew about this place for how long?!"

Raven says with a light smack to his arm. Murphy just sneers and turns to jerk his chin at the lighthouse at the end of the peninsula.

"I spent most of my time in there and I didn't know when you assholes would kick me out of camp again. Might have needed a place to hide."

The other three all exchange shrugs at his explanation and start towards the house.

Raven, with a sly glance at Murphy, stops Clarke from helping Bellamy out of the Jeep.

"Maybe you guys should just chill while Murph and I start checking it out."

Clarke looks down at Bellamy's leg and purses her lips and Bellamy does nothing to hide his annoyance at being left out of the exploring. Murphy leans against the back door of the Jeep and looks in at them.

"Look, there's a comfortable sofa and a med kit in the bunker under the lighthouse. Why don't the doc and the gimp start there, and Raven and I can head up to the house?"

Clarke looks over at Bellamy and he shrugs in reluctant agreement. Raven grins and walks back to the driver's seat, fist bumping Murphy as he climbs into the passenger seat next to her.

Clarke

Clarke tries to hide her amazement as she and Murphy help Bellamy down the short steps of the lighthouse bunker and ease him down to sit on the couch. The place is filled with antiqued things and she itches to explore, but first she needs to find that med kit.

She talks over at Murphy and Raven as she finds a stool to prop up Bellamy's leg.

"If you guys can find that med kit, I'll start cleaning the wound and get set up to stitch it."

Slightly surprised by the amount of excitement Raven and Murphy have over the given task, Clarke ignores them as she assesses her surroundings.

"Okay, we'll be back in a few minutes with the kit."

Raven mutters quickly as the two of them make for the exit.

Bellamy is darting glances towards the heavy bunker door as Clarke hunches over his leg, cleaning it out.

"Shouldn't they be back by now?"

He asks as he winces slightly at the pain in his leg. Clarke leans back from her work and looks at her patient.

"I'm not too worried. They probably just found some junk in the house and got distracted."

She isn't worried about her friends yet, but if they aren't back in another half hour, she'll check on them, she decides. Clarke relaxes when the sounds of movement by the door reach her.

"Did you find any medical sutures?"

She yells out and then looks up at Bellamy's face in alarm when she hears the creak of the bunker door being shut… and locked.

Bellamy makes a move to get up and Clarke pins him with a glare as she rises. He settles back down and Clarke rushes over to the door and finds it shut and a pile of canned food and medical supplies sitting inside the door, topped with a note.

"You're fucking kidding me."