I sat slumped against the base of a tree as I waited. Yachara was convinced she could get whatever drug she thought would save Bellamy in time. Why am I so apt to help him, anyway? I couldn't take sitting still any longer so I started pacing. But that didn't help any, so I sat back down. So we had one real conversation that only lasted a few minutes. That doesn't make us friends, or colleagues, or acquaintances. It doesn't make us anything but strangers that had a conversation. Dakota snorted and I startled. Why am I so jumpy? I heard footsteps and I leapt to my feet.

A tall, dark haired guy was walking through the woods openly, most likely not thinking about anyone killing him. Like me. Dakota began pawing at the dirt in anticipation and I grabbed his reins. "Easy boy," I whispered. I quickly signaled for him to move and he trotted off into the trees. I leapt up, latching onto the first available branch, and pulled myself up into the tree.

Whoever this person was, I wasn't taking any chances. The stranger kept walking past my tree, as if I wasn't even here. He looked a bit familiar but I knew I'd never seen him before.

He got a few feet from my tree and I quietly dropped down. My feet touched the ground and I hurriedly snuck up behind him. I used my signature move: hold a knife to his throat. It's simple and affective. He held still and didn't fight me which was a bit odd. "Who are you?" I asked. In an instant he pinned my arm behind my back.

My knife fell to the ground. "I could ask you the same question," he said. A wise guy. great. I used his own force against him, spinning and driving him to the ground with my knee putting pressure to his shoulder. "You wanna give me your name now?" I forced out through clenched teeth.

"Caleb," he said, slightly groaning at the end. "And yours would be...?"

"Jade. What are you doing here?" I demanded.

"You know Yachara, don't you?" he said. It wasn't really a question. More he knew the answer but had to say it anyway. I instantly let him go and he staggered to his feet. He dug into his back pocket and retrieved two small vials full of colored liquid. "I think these are for you," he said. He stretched his other shoulder oddly, wincing. "What are they?" I asked, hesitantly taking them, careful not to actually touch his skin.

"MHP. It'll take care of Bellamy," he said. I gave him an 'I don't believe you' look and he sighed. "It's from Yachara. I swear." The only reason I have to trust this 'Caleb' guy is that he supposedly knows Yachara. And he could just know of her, not actually know her. I picked my knife up from the ground, not letting my eyes leave his form. I don't have time for this at all. I should've left as soon as I had the vials.

"The Mountain Men are going to use the Hundred for an army," he said. I paused. "Why would they do that willingly?" I asked.

"They wouldn't. This is why they're going to be brainwashed."

"Brainwashed…?" I said. He sighed. "I don't have time to explain, and neither does Bellamy. Take the MHP and go," he said. I whistled and Dakota came bounding toward me. Caleb jumped back before Dakota could run into him. I fought a chuckle and hefted myself onto his saddle. "That's not funny," he said. I ignored him and slid the vials into my pack pocket. I urged Dakota on and he lurched into a fast pace, heading back toward Lincoln's cave. As soon as we reached the cave, I didn't wait for Dakota to stop completely before jumping off.

I ran into the cave and dug out the vials. "What's that?" Finn asked. I quickly knelt beside Bellamy, next to Octavia and Abby. I pulled out a syringe and loaded it with vial number one while I spoke, "It's called MHP. It's from Yachara." Once I had it loaded I found a vein in Bellamy's cold, pale arm. I injected the MHP and then started loading the second dose. "What does it do?" Octavia asked. I shook my head. "I don't know," I said.

"You don't know?" Octavia repeated, with a sinister tone that made me wonder what had happened in the short time i was gone. I turned slightly to look at her head on and looked into her eyes. "I swear to you on my life I would never give Bellamy anything that would hurt him. Do you understand?" I said. She looked taken aback, as did the rest of our little group. I hadn't noticed Lincoln was standing by Finn. When did he get back? Octavia nodded and I injected the second vial into Bellamy's arm.

Not minutes after the second does was injected, color started coming back in Bellamy's face. I took a deep breath and stood. "We need to talk," I said, looking directly at Lincoln. He nodded and headed for the door. I was on my way out when I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Octavia. "Thank you," she said. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me in a hug. I nearly jumped back but I forced myself to stay still.

My attempt at returning her hug was awkward and weak but I couldn't do better than that. She let go and I nodded before heading out the mouth of the cave. Lincoln and I walked in silence until we reached the waterfall. We stood near the edge and I turned to face him. This was it.

The conversation that could either make or break us. But first, I had to tell him about the hundred being used as an army. "The people that were taken by Mountain Men, the one's we're going to rescue, are going to be used as an army," I said. "The guy that brought me the MHP said they're going to brainwash them." Lincoln thought it over for a beat before answering. "Then we need to speed up our plans. We need to somehow get a message to Yachara," he said.

Mustering up all the anger and emotion I could I said, "Do you care about Yachara? More than you do me?" he looked out at the waterfall and I felt a lump in my throat. I hadn't cried in years. I wasn't going to let myself start right now. He took a deep breath and still didn't answer. I let out the breath I'd been holding as he finally said, "No."

"Really? Then why are you pushing me away?" he looked at me like he didn't know what I was talking about and he started denying it. "Jade, I'm not-"

"You don't look at me the same! You don't talk to me unless it's to tell me not to touch her! Why?" My anger and emotion was finally getting to be too much and my eyes began watering, welling up with tears. I crossed my arms as if to ward off any unjust answer he might give and tried breathing without hitching. He didn't speak for several moments. "Say something," I begged. I was acting ridiculously. But I acted differently when I was around Lincoln. I was a different person for him than I was for anyone else.

That's why this is so hard. He started a speech about how he loves me the same as he does her, if not more. And how I was being ridiculous for accusing him of mistreatment. In some ways I was, but this is how we deal with things. We come right out and say what's bothering us. When did that change? I shook my head as he spoke. "Jade…Why is it that anytime I look at someone in a way you don't like, you get angry at me? She's a friend. And if you can't handle that then-"

"Then what, Lincoln? You'll kick me out?" he looked crestfallen when I said that last bit. "I think you've already done that once."

"Where is this coming from?" he asked.

"You're not on my side anymore, not in your actions or your words. When did we change? When did I stop being enough for you?" he didn't say anything, just walked back toward the cave. At first I was angry, but then I just felt empty. I haven't felt empty for years. Lincoln filled the hole in my heart for this long but now…now I don't know what to do. I fell to my knees beside the pool and started sobbing. Whether it was because of Lincoln or the pain in my chest, I don't know. I felt like I couldn't breathe and I choked on my tears. It's a miracle that I still had my pack with me. I have a feeling I'm not going back to the cave anytime soon.