Inside I had made a hemlock hanging from the ceiling of the first floor, and had taken my jacket and shirt off, laying as still as I could as Octavia was in the possess of examining the extent of my wound.

"Is it still bleeding?" I asked her, I then saw she nodded, "Alright, I can still move my arm and neck so the axillary artery is fine, should just need some stitches" I mumbled, "Any loose wires wires around?" I questioned, she then walked away.

"Yeah, on minute" She said walking away, only to returned with some cord that looked like they cam off the main wiring of the ship when we landed, she then held her hand out with them in her hand, "here you go"

I raised an eyebrow at her, "I won't be able to stick myself at this angle, you'll be doing it" I declared.

"Me? I don't know how to do this stuff" She retorted, nervousness showing, "Why don't I go get someone-"

I grabbed her arm, wincing as I moved, "Octavia, I trust you." then with a chuckle I followed up, "Besides shouldn't I be the nervous one?" She still seemed unconvinced, "Hey, I do trust you, I'll instruct you what to do, alright, here I'll even show you what to do" I then sat up, pulling up my pants leg, then putting the leg on the other, showing an old scar that was on my calf, I then grabbed one of the smaller wires that were inside of the cord. Feeling it, it felt thick, and strong enough to where I would need to use a knife to put holes into my skin, it'd do it just alone.

"Alright, step one through four we will skip. Step five we will improvise, no needle, this wire is thick enough to go through skin" I informed her, demonstrating, by plunging the wire into my leg, on one side of the old cut, that was now a scar, biting my lip, "Now you'll be able to see the wire, but you'll still want to use your other hand to feel for where the needle is going to come out, like this" I then used my other hand feeling on the softer side of my calf, then pushing the wire towards it, biting my lip again as it broke skin, "you'll then go in an 'X' pattern, alright? the end of it, when it's fine you use another end and tie it up."

"You just did that to yourself" she whispered.

I nodded, "I needed to show you." With that I was laying back down with her slowly starting to stitch me up. Man did it hurt.

Time passed, I had been fully stitched up. I had been watching as everyone worked, making sure they focused on that, building the wall. It's what we needed. It was already starting to get dark out, I looked up at the stars, wishing, hoping, praying that everything would be alright.

"Jonah, where's Murphy?" I turned to see Bellamy walking, I walked over and looked at his face, seeing he had a bit of coloring around his eye socket, "I'm fine, now answer me"

"I'll give you two guesses." I retorted. He then pulled away, I already knew what he was going to do, "Don't Bellamy, we need you here"

He ignored me, and went to the entrance of the camp, only to be stopped by me, as I grabbed his arm. "Let go!" He barked.

I looked at him. Already figuring I couldn't talk him out of this, the moron. What would he be able to do, alone? I let out a sigh, "Fine, but I'm coming with." I declared, looking at the nearest kid, "let Miller know he's in charge till we come back, no one else leaves camp, everyone keeps work and keeps an eye out." I ordered, then looked to Bellamy, "come on" we then took off in search of Finn and the girls, before Murphy and his gang could.

As Bellamy ran through the woods, it became dark. Everytime we heard a snap of a twig, the crushing sound of leaves, the pitter-patter of something moving on the ground, we would hide, duck for cover. We were currently out of camp, we had only two knives and our wits to keep us safe. While we were surrounded by trees, where not only grounders were adapt to hide in, but there was Murphy and his goons. Thankfully, they weren't as smart about navigating the woods, we could not only spot them from a long ways, with their torches held high, but we could hear them, they were loud stomping in the woods and shouting for Clarke, Finn and Charlotte.

Walking along a trail I'd manage to stop, it wasn't noticeable at first, but I managed to spot a broken horned vines with white thin five pettled flowers, they were Carissa's if I recalled correctly. Under the flowered thorns were at least two or three distinct prints, one large one, another large one and a smaller one. Hopefully, my assumption was correct, that these belonged to the three we were looking for. We then heard the sound of something running up towards us. Bellamy must've heard it also, as he went straight behind a tree, while I went the other way, jumping behind another tree hugging the light I had in my hand close to my chest, so it wouldn't be spotted, quickly I then pressed the power button on it, shutting it off, putting it in my pocket, pulling out the small black knife, holding my knife close, ready to pounce, like a cat.

Looking out through the lea, or whomever was running slowed down, as the figure past between our trees, it came to a stop. Panting. We, Bellamy and I knew exactly who it was. Charlotte with a quick nod, Bellamy then dashed for her, grabbing and scaring her causing her to scream, once she was behind my tree he got her to be quiet. I could hear the faint yellings of Murphy.

I looked to Bellamy, "we need to go now, they're coming" I hissed. He then grabbed the girls arm, pulling her forward, she fought him, I grabbed her other arm.

"Let me go!" She yelled, damn it! She need to be quiet, or they'd be here and kill her.

"Hey we're trying to save you!" I snapped at her, she didn't hear, or listen to me.

"Hey! Hey!" Bellamy said, trying not to yell at her, he then repeats what I said, "We're trying to help you."

Quick she gives a retort, that made Bellamy pause "I'm not your sister! I'm not your problem! Just stop helping me!"

"You don't need to be his sister, but you are our responsibility, while we are the makeshift order to our camp" I hissed at her, looking back behind me as I could hear the yelling getting louder.

Then running past me, unexpected Charlotte dashed forward, causing me and Bellamy to lunge forward after her, we were to late to stop her from screaming, "I'm over here!"

Bellamy pulled her back, "Are you trying to get us all killed?!" he demanded.

"We need to get going now" I whispered, as I could now make out what was being yelled from Murphy.

"Charlotte? Come on out we're not going to hurt you" He yelled, he was still far away, but getting closer.

"Just go, okay? I'm the one they want." Charlotte yelled into Bellamys voice.

Bellamy then grabbed her by her shirt, pulling her close, he wasn't ready to let her give up, neither was I, but we were running out of time, it was only a matter of minutes before I would spot their torches, or grounders to pop up out of no where, her yelling was going to kill us, "Okay, Charlotte, listen to me. I won't leave you."

"Neither will I" I said aloud, mostly reassuring myself, I wouldn't let her die, but I didn't fully believe myself. If Bellamy and I were to die, Clarke and Finn, if they were found would be killed also, leaving the camp in the hands of Murphy and his goons, not that Octavia, Monty nor Jasper would just lay down, but they'd get themselves killed. Then our people would all end up dead, be it by grounders, them defying Murphys rule, or whatever else. Bottom line, if Charlotte didn't listen and come with us to camp, she'd get a lot of, if not all of us killed. If we could get her to camp, we'd be able to protect her, and keep everyone together, we'd hunt down Murphy and do whatever we needed to do, to ensure the lives of our people.

I could see the lights of their torches now, "We need to go, carry her" I ordered quickly, part of me still thinking we both could run and leave Charlotte to her demise, but I wouldn't be able to live myself, leaving her to die. I walked behind Bellamy who had thrown Charlotte over his shoulders, her screaming for Murphy. It would've been so much easier just to knock her out, then carry her. At least then she'd be quiet. We'd have a chance, with her screaming, no matter where we went, they would follow us.

We soon reached the end of the woods, to a cliff, turning on my heel, I got into a fighting stance ready to fight my way, I knew if I could take Murphy down, then the others would be like a headless chicken, if they fought. I'd kill them as well. Not that I wanted to kill Murphy, he was an innocent person, that was basically hung for someone else's crimes. He had every right to be mad, but he was going to far with this.

"Damn it" Bellamy cursed the world, the situation, probably himself for leading us this way. The lights got closer then broke through the bushes, Murphy yelling our names.

"Bellamy, Jonah!" He then looked to each of us, "You can't fight all of us. Give her up"

"Maybe not, but I guarantee I'll take a few of you with me." Bellamy retorted

"We don't need to fight all of you" I chimed in, glaring at Murphy, he seemed to understand what I meant, "we're not giving her up, you'll have to kill us"

That's when Clarke foolishly walked in from behind Murphy, "Bellamy, stop!" she ordered, seeing Bellamy and I standing in front of Charlotte"This has gone to far" She stated, then looked to Murphy, going to try and calm him, moron. It's her fault this all happened. It's her fault someone would be die tonight. If she would've shut her damn mouth! "Just calm down. We'll talk about this"

As expected, in the split second, Murphy had grabbed a hold of Clarke, putting her in front of him, resting his knife on her throat, "I'm done listening to you talk!" He yelled.

I couldn't think of any good way for this to end, someone would die. If we gave him Charlotte, Clarke would be spared, I doubt that Murphy would let us - Clarke, Finn, Bellamy and I live, probably try to fight us, but it'd be four on five, and I would just need a moment to kill Murphy. But Charlotte would die as well, and Murphy would be dead. If we refused to give him Charlotte, or even tried to get Clarke, she'd die. The question here wasn't about whose life was worth more, but who here did I want to live more. I couldn't think of an answer, I couldn't debate whom here I wanted to live more. There was no way we'd win, either way a bit of our humanity would be lost. I shut my eyes, we were stuck between a rock and a hard place. I opened my eyes, looking to see Bellamy try to make a move forward, past me to grab Clarke most likely. I grabbed his sleeve, shaking my head.

"Back off! I'll slit her throat!" Murphy barked at him.

"No, please. Don't hurt her!" Charlotte begged, I then looked back at her, this was between her and Murphy, but we couldn't let her die. I then turned my gaze back to Clarke, we couldn't let her die either, she had skills we needed. I let out a sigh. I hated what I was thinking, even hated what I was debating with myself. Clarkes life had more value due to her having worked under her mother, no one else was as educated with medical procedures. Charlotte, she was young, there is not much she can offer, she's proven to be impulsive to the point where she killed someone, and nearly had another killed. Even then her impulse was to speak up and cause this trouble, if she were to have shut up Murphy would've died and we would then start making rules due to this. Then again if Clarke had been thinking, none of this would've happened, at least not till after the wall was made and our camp was safe.

"Don't hurt her? Okay, I'll make you a deal. You come with me now, I'll let her go" Murphy barggened with Charlotte. Who took a step forward, walking towards Murphy.

"No! Don't do it Charlotte!" Clarke pleaded.

I didn't know what to do, this was the best chance to make sure our people lived. The moment Murphy lets go of Clarke to grab Charlotte, I could run at him, kill him. Charlotte, however might die in that very moment, being in reaching distance of Murphy. Personally, I preferred that, then letting him kill her without trying to save the girls life. At least this way, if I'm quick enough, both Charlotte would have a chance at living. Looking down at Charlotte I didn't stop her as she went past me, settling on my plan of action.

Sadly, Bellamy was thinking with his heart, like everyone else, as he lunged and grabbed her. Charlotte struggling to get past him, "No! I have to!" She pleaded, then she stopped struggling. As if she'd given up, or she was thinking of her options.

"Murphy, this is not happening!" Bellamy said, firmly. That's when Charlotte looked up at us all.

"I can't let anyone of you get hurt anymore" Her tone, it was off as if this she was hinting at her goodbye, "Not because of me. Not after what I did." Then before anyone could respond, she turned to the cliff, and walk towards the edge of the cliff, once she had taken her step off it, Bellamy had dashed forward, Clarke passing me, both trying to stop her. As she fell to her death.

I took a step back, shakily, I didn't expect that, I had a plan. I had a plan! I covered my mouth, walking forward to the cliff, I looked down into the pits, hoping to see something, I'm not sure what. Her flying back up like a bird. But there was nothing. I didn't pay much attention to Bellamy who got up, walking away from the cliff.

I snapped my head, turning around when I hear Bellamy yelling and the sound of something being hit. Looking in time I saw Bellamy sitting onto of Murphy, punching him. Over and over. Part of me was alright with this, but I knew I couldn't let Bellamy kill Murphy, he wouldn't be able to live with himself. I walked over, with Finns help we pulled Bellamy off, Clarke yelling for him to stop.

"No, get off me!" Bellamy roared, I didn't let go of his arm, that I was holding onto with all my force, Finn doing the same with Bellamys other arm, "He deserves to die!"

"No!" We don't get to decide who lives or dies! Not down here!" Clarke yelled, tears in her eyes.

Bellamy then looked her dead in the face, "So help me, God, if you say the people have a right to decide, I'll-" He starts, but he's intrupted by her.

"No! I was wrong before, you and Jonah were right. Sometimes it's dangerous to tell people the truth. But if we're going to survive down here we can't just live by, whatever the hell we want." She admitted her fault, adding on, "We need rules!"

"And who makes those rules? Huh? You?" Bellamy demanded.

I then replied, "For now the four of us will" I was calm in my tone.

I let go of Bellamy thinking he was listening, I then walked past him, dropping down to Murphys face, I analyzed his face.

"So we're going to bring him back and pretend nothing happened?" Bellamy questioned.

"No!" Clarke yelled, she was searching for words.

I however spoke for her, "We banish him" I say in a soft tone, meeting Murphys eyes, making sure he under stood the words that left my mouth, "If he comes anywhere near camp, we kill him then." I was forced to get up as Bellamy had yanked Murphy up off the ground, pulling him towards the cliff and hanging him slightly off it. I grab both Clarke and Finn, who try to stop him, "Wait"

"If I ever catch you near camp, we'll be back here, understand?" Bellamy threatened, then threw Murphy to the ground. "As five, can either come back and follow me, or go off with him to die. Your choice." He then walked past everyone, I followed behind him not looking back, as I heard the five morons that followed Murphy, wisely follow us, Clarke and Finn were somewhere in the group. Leaving Murphy bleeding in the cold. I had a funny feeling he wouldn't die however. As we walked I met Bellamys pace.

"Are you alright?" I whispered, looking up at him as we lead the group. He just looked at me, not answering.

Once at camp, we stood there, in the middle of the camp, telling the camp what happened, about Charlotte's death, about Murphys banishment, if they were to see him to close to camp, they were to kill him, and bring him back here. No one was objecting to us. Once we were done everyone went to digest the information they were told.

Bellamy then pulled me to the side, "Please check on Octavia" He requested. I gave a nod, knowing their sibling relationship was in rocky waters and he was still hurt from Octavia hating him and Charlotte killing herself.

Walking into the drop ship I spot Octavia with Jasper, and Monty. I walked over, dropping down next to Octavia. We didn't speak, we were just watching Monty work, hoping his radio would work.

"We should be able to get into contact with the Ark" he whispered.

Octavia then looked at me, "You'll be able to talk to your parents" she stated.

I shrug, "What do I say? I let people die."

"Yeah, but you've saved people also, you're helping my brother and Clarke keep order, God knows they suck at it" She mumbled.

"No kidding" Jasper chimed in.

Moments later Clarke and Finn walked in as Monty finished up his work, he looked up, "we should be good" He stated.

"So, are we able to talk to them?" Clarke asked, hopeful like the rest of us were.

"Not exactly" Monty replied, "It's more like morse code" He then looked back at Jasper, "Want to do the honors?" Jasper nodded, walking over he then grabbed the red cable once it was handed to him, then listened to Monty's instructions, "That port right there" He said, pointing to somewhere on the device. I held my breath, we all did as we looked over Jasper, watching closely. I felt Octavia grab my hand, I held hers in turn, as we all prayed that this would work. As Jasper plugged it in.

However, instead the radio exploded, I felt the sharp pain of being electrocuted by the wristband on me, pulling away from Octavia in reflex. Damn that stung!

"What happened? Clark demanded, not noticing the obvious.

"It didn't work damn it!" I snapped at her, not meaning to, just feeling angry that it didn't work. Without much thought I walked out of the drop ship, seeing others looking at their wristbands. My parents thought I was dead now. I could only pray that they knew better, knew that I was better than that. I dropped to the ground, onto my knees, looking at the wristband, why?

Finn had ended up running off the dropship, Clarke following him behind. Eventually, I got up, getting over the fact, we were pretty much screwed. Kind of getting over it that is. Octavia had stepped out of the dropship. Then she and I ended up walking around camp, in silence. For what felt like hours. Till we heard the sound of people in awe, whispering to look up. Looking up I saw what looked to be a meteor?

"It's a shooting star?" Octavia questioned, in awe.

No, it wasn't I could see it let out a tan white parachute, "No, that's from the Ark" I whispered, with a flicker of hope, "It might have a radio, medical supplies, or weapons"

"Bellamy get out here!" Octavia had yelled.

He had then walked out followed by two girls, I rolled my eyes, what slag. I then looked back up at the sky as he walked closer. Standing with Octavia and I.

"It's a supply drop." I advised him, "we need to go get it"

"I hope they brought down some shampoo" One of the girls said aloud. I rolled my eyes, how basic. She had no idea that she and the other girl were most likely Bellamys way to find comfort, in Charlotte's death, they were easy to get into a threesome with him. Probably.

I went to the dropship to where my makeshift of a bed laid, I grabbed my light and my bag, and the spare knife, that belonged to Wells. I then walked out, Octavia meeting me, with an annoyed look.

She then explained, "He won't let anyone go, not while it's dark"

"The moron, that's why we have lights" I mumbled in response, "I'm going out to get that radio. We need the Ark to know we're still alive, they need to know" I walked towards the entrance with her and stopped, looking to her, "Give me a ten minute head start before telling your brother I left, alright?" Without waiting for her to agree, I opened the gate enough to wiggle through, I then started of, moving swiftly towards the direction of the supply drop. We needed - I needed to let them know we were alive, not to give up on us because of our wristbands. We still needed them. Plus, if there were guns in there, there was no way in hell, I'd let anyone take them before I could arm myself.