After Bellamy gave up trying to teach Kevin any of the board games they'd made pieces for, he settled for just playing by whatever rules the tot dreamed up using all the pieces for Go, checkers, and chess. He moved a piece mimicking the move Kevin just made.

"You doin' it wrong. You can't do that!. You lose. Let's play hide and seek!"

"Sure. You go hide, and I'll find you when I get to zero."

"K!" Kevin jumped up and ran to the corner of the room and hid under Murphy's old coat, his legs sticking out.

Exaggerating every syllable, Bellamy counted down from a hundred. He'd gotten down to sixty-three when the door opened. Jasper's pale skin and wide eyes worried Bell. "What's wrong?"

"Monty's missing."

"Start from the beginning. When was the last time you saw him?"

Jasper started pacing. "Four days ago, but that's not the beginning. Right after the Mt. Weather battle, Monty started acting strange. He'd disappear for huge chunks of the day. Leave before dawn and not come back until long after dark. He said he had a project, but he wouldn't talk to me about it. Then he didn't come home one night. A few days later he didn't come home for two and half days. But this is four days. I think he's in trouble."

"What direction does he go?"

"Always toward that freaky half-dead tree."

"So west?"

"How the hell should I know which way's west?"

"Half dead tree. Got it. Take Kevin to Moma, and meet me at that tree." Bellamy got to his feet, hand covering his chest where his ribs hurt the most. When Jasper calling Kevin didn't work, Bell pointed at the kid's hiding spot.

"Ah, hey, li'l guy. Wanna meet the nicest person in the entire village?" Jasper asked, wrapping the kid in the coat he'd been hiding under.

"Do they play hide n seek?"

"You might get her to."

"Okay then."

When Bellamy reached the tree, he saw Jasper wasn't alone. "Raven. Coming on the man hunt?"

"Well, yeah. Octavia and Lincoln said not to, so you know something's going on."

"Alright. Let's see what we can find. Fan out and see if you see any signs of disturbed snow."

"We saw some maybe tracks over here, but they disappeared not far in, too much snow." Jasper led Bell to their discovery.

When Bellamy tried to crouch down to get a closer look, he almost blacked out from the pain. "We should get Echo. She's a better tracker and I'm working with a handicap here."

"Couldn't find her," Raven said.

"Tris?"

Raven shook her head. "Gone. Word has it she left with Indra and Anya in the middle of the night."

"I haven't found anyone else willing to help me. It's like they don't care if - Monty's..." Jasper started hyperventilating and Raven rubbed his back when he doubled over trying to get air.

"Breathe man."

"Gimme a minute. Let me find the trail." Taking a quick succession of shallow breaths, Bellamy centered himself and visualized the task, blocking out the pain.

He found a lot of tracks, four different shoe sizes. The trail got thin in some places as people avoided trees in different directions, and harder to follow with the fresh snowfall. But less than an hour later the three of them were standing several yards away from what looked like an old-fashioned log cabin.

"What is this place?" Jasper asked.

Raven pointed high up into the trees. "Solar panels."

"What's that noise?" Bellamy asked. As they got closer the noise got clearer and painful. "It's - people."

"Oh I don't know. I've heard that some animals sound like people. Maybe they're keeping those kinds of animals?" Jasper swallowed, not even fooling himself.

"Let's look through the window." Raven said. "Find out what's going on here."

Bellamy peered over the edge of the windowsill first. He should've stopped Raven from looking but got too distracted with disbelief. When Raven saw Finn, she screamed and ran through the door, ready to kill everyone to protect Finn. Before she could hit anyone, Murphy grabbed her by the waist and pinned her to the wall. She never stopped screaming her demand for answers and beat the hell out of Murphy trying to get to Finn..

"Tranq her, dammit!"

Clarke had the gun already and pointed it, but Bellamy stood between her and her target. "What the hell is going on here?"

Raven's screaming became incoherent as she fought to get out of Murphy's grip.

"Shut the fuck up, Raven!" Murphy interrupted her threatening tirade. "We'll explain. Just shut up so we fucking can!"

Her stare threatened death if she didn't like what she heard, but Raven stopped yelling and struggling. "Fine." So Murphy let her go and dropped into a chair, wiping at the fresh claw marks on his face.

"Monty?" Jasper stepped closer to his lifelong friend. "Who's blood is that?"

For the first time, Bellamy noticed that Clarke, Murphy and Monty all had blood stains streaking their clothes. "Answer the question."

When Monty couldn't form words, Clarke spoke up. "They're Reapers and they're sick. We've been trying to save them."

"Finn?" Raven's face contorted as she tried to comprehend everything. "What's wrong with him?" She stumbled over to his cage and dropped to her knees. When she went to lace her fingers through the grate, Clarke jumped forward and grabbed her wrists.

"He's dangerous. You can't give him any opportunity to hurt you. Because he will."

Watery eyes pleaded with Clarke. "Can you help him?"

Clarke and Murphy conversed via minimal expressions that only Bellamy caught.

"We'll do what we can."

"So, what is wrong with them?" Bellamy asked.

Shamed by Jasper's confusion, Monty sighed before speaking up. "As far as we can tell, they've all been poisoned. We think it's a neurotoxin not in our records. Damages the brain, creating severe psychosis. Hallucinations, delusions, increased aggression, strips away most of the feel-good chemicals and leaves them depressed, detached from reality, and very dangerous."

Murphy waved at Bellamy. "And that red stuff you told us about, kept them even enough to follow orders. Obey orders to get your next dose, or spend the rest of your life violent and out of your gourd when you don't."

Worn out from just hearing this, Bellamy pinched the bridge of his nose. "None of them have had a dose in months. But why so long?"

"The Mountain Men no longer needed to kidnap anyone. They had volunteers for not just blood transfusions but marrow transplants. That's why the Mt. Weather kids didn't get sick or die when we irradiated them. Fox managed to convince my mother to inoculate them first."

"And the Reapers were left to suffer." Monty kept eye contact with Jasper, hoping for forgiveness.

"But without the ability to scan their brains, we'll probably never be able to help them. We just exhausted the last of our best guesses." Clarke glanced at the three bodies, wrapped, waiting to be buried, and piled against the wall.

"You have to do something for him." Raven's tears could be heard even over the wails of the caged Reapers.

Monty stopped Clarke from saying anything and knelt next to Raven. He put his hand on hers. "We can end his suffering."

Drool sprayed off Finn's lips as he threw himself against the front of the cage. This startled Raven, Bellamy and Jasper, but the other three weren't phased. The impact left red marks across Finn's face. "He's hurting himself? Is that why his arms are covered in bandages and his face is cut and bruised? He's doing this to himself?"

"I'm so sorry, Raven."

Dawn saw the end of Clarke's day after she finished the surgery on Sterling's leg. From what she could tell, he'd fully recover, but she'd never even seen that surgery before, making it more than likely wishful thinking.

When she dragged herself home, she ran into Murphy returning from burial duty. Holding the door open for him, she cringed at the broken and bleeding blisters on his hands. She shed their clothes, showered them both, slothed some cream on his hands before wrapping them, and collapsed into bed just as the rest of the village started their day.