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On a Friday too!
This is going to have all three points of view overlapping the same time.
Octavia
"You okay?" Wells said coming up to Octavia. Clarke and Bellamy had just gone into the dropship. Raven had been shot. Everyone else was collecting supplies to abandon camp and go to the sea.
"No, Raven got shot, Lincoln might be dead, I am the opposite of okay," Octavia said, "You?"
"You and Clarke are alive, as long as that doesn't change I'm fine," Wells said and Octavia smiled softly. "I'm sorry about Lincoln. I know you loved him."
"Figures I fall in love with the one guy I shouldn't have." Octavia said and sighed, "Why couldn't my life have been easier and just fell in love with you?" Wells made a face. "I know. Eww." Wells laughed.
"Life hasn't been easy on any of us, but we are together," Wells said.
"But for how long?" Octavia questioned and Clarke and Bellamy came out of the dropship. Finn followed carrying Raven on the stretcher.
"We have to head out now," Clarke said loudly.
"Make sure you have your weapons ready and eyes sharp," Bellamy added. Everyone started to make their way out of the camp doors. Clarke was waiting at the entrance for everyone else to get out first. Octavia paused and squeezed her hand before she kept walking. Octavia made her way to the front of the group with Wells next to her. Clarke and Bellamy were probably near the back. They hadn't been walking for very long when Octavia put her hand up stopping everyone. Something wasn't right. Wells said something but Octavia wasn't listening. All of a sudden a blade was flying through the air and hit the boy Miller was talking to in the middle of his skull.
"Grounders!" Jasper cried.
And everyone started running.
Everyone ran back into the camp and Octavia helped close the door. She looked over and saw Clarke and Bellamy looking out into the forest.
"Lincoln said the scouts would be the first to arrive," Clarke said turning around.
"If it's scouts we can fight our way out," Octavia said, "That's what Lincoln would do."
"We're done doing what that Grounder would do," Bellamy snapped. He jumped back onto the ground. "We tried it and now Drew is dead. You want to be next?"
"That Grounder saved our lives," Finn spoke up. "I agree with Octavia. For all we know there's one scout out there."
"One scout with insanely good aim," Jasper added.
"Clarke we can still do this," Octavia said to her sister.
"Looking at you princess, what's it gonna be?" Bellamy asked, "Run and get picked off out in the open? Or stand and fight back?"
Octavia felt sorry for her sister. It was a lot to rest on one pair of shoulders. But there was a reason Clarke was the leader. She was smart. Clarke looked out into the forest and then back at them. Octavia knew that determined look. Clarke had made up her mind. She jumped down and Finn grabbed her arm.
"Clarke if we are still here when Tristan gets here…" Finn said. They had all heard the story of Tristan. The Grounder that was sent to kill them.
"Lincoln said scouts. More than one," Clarke reminded him. "He said, "Get home before the scouts arrive." Finn they're already here." Clarke turned to Bellamy.
"Looks like you got your fight," Clarke told him and Bellamy sprang into action.
"Okay then, this is what we have been preparing for!" Bellamy said and starting shouting more directions. Octavia ran to one of the tunnels only to be stopped by Bellamy.
"O, O, you aren't a gunner." Bellamy protested.
"No I'm not," Octavia agreed and got out her sword, "Like you said. I'm a Grounder. Look after Clarke."
Octavia went through the tunnels to one of the foxholes. She was next to Miller and Wells as Bellamy told them to kill anyone in sight over the radio. They stayed like that well into the night. Nothing was happening. Which was more suspicious than anything.
"Screw this," Octavia said crawling through the foxhole.
"What are you doing?" Miller demanded.
"I am going to see what is going on," Octavia told him.
"Grounders are trying to kill us, that's what is going on," Miller said but Octavia ignored him and crawled all the way through. When she got to her feet of course Wells had followed her. She put a finger to her lips as they walked quietly through the forest.
"I don't need a protector." Octavia said whispered.
"I know, I need you to protect me," Wells whispered back and Octavia laughed. Her laugh was cut off by the sound of shouting. Then the sound of bullets. It had started. Octavia and Wells ran back to the camp. Octavia saw a Grounder choking her brother. Using Lincoln's sword she stabbed him through the skull.
"Admit it, you were wrong," Octavia said and then felt a blinding shot of pain in her side. An arrow had struck her. She staggered forward.
"Can you walk?" Bellamy asked.
No.
"Yes," Octavia said.
"Hold onto me, we have to get you behind the wall," Bellamy said putting her arm around him and taking her weight. Finally he just picked her up. Wells followed behind with his gun out. They tried to get back behind the wall, but the fighting Grounders prevented them from leaving. Octavia told Bellamy to leave her, but he wasn't having any of it. To her shock Lincoln showed up. He hugged her and Octavia didn't care that Bellamy was watching.
"You did this?" Bellamy said.
"With Finn," Lincoln replied. He looked over her wound. Octavia knew it was bad. It was too deep and if it wasn't treated soon she would bled out. Abby had taught her that. "I can help you, but you have to come with me now." Octavia and Lincoln both looked at Bellamy.
"Go," Bellamy said, "Let him help."
"No," Octavia said. "I have to see this through."
"You can't walk and I can't get you back to the dropship," Bellamy argued.
"He's right, this fight this over for you," Lincoln said and Octavia leaned her head back. So much for "Brave girl" she was wounded within moments of her first battle and couldn't fight.
"O, the best day of my life was when I got you back. I didn't let you go then for you to die now," Bellamy said. "Besides, I got this." The two siblings hugged tightly. Octavia tears in her eyes. She had just got him back to lose him.
"I love you, big brother," Octavia said.
"I'll go too," Wells spoke up and Octavia looked at him. "What? I need my protector. You take care of Clarke, I'll watch out for Octavia."
"Okay, go with her," Bellamy said.
"Tell Clarke I love her, and you take care of her." Octavia told him.
"I will," Bellamy promised. "May we meet again."
"May we meet again," Octavia said softly and Bellamy helped Lincoln gather her in his arms.
"Keep her safe," Bellamy said and Lincoln carried her away from him just like Jake had done nearly 14 years ago.
Octavia cried. Cried for the father she lost. Both the mothers she would never see again. Octavia sobbed for her sister who she had never been apart from. And she cried for her big brother. The one who loved her so much he let her go twice. It was like Aurora said once. Octavia was a lucky girl. Not many people had as much family as her. But Aurora didn't tell her how quickly you could lose them.
Bellamy
Bellamy tried not to cringe as Clarke cauterized Raven's wound. Damn Murphy. Raven screamed and Bellamy hated that there was nothing he could do. He didn't like feeling helpless like this. It reminded him of when his mother gave birth to Octavia. He could only sit there watching knowing there was nothing he could do.
"That should stop the external bleeding," Clarke said putting the knife down.
"I don't understand, how did Murphy get a gun?" Finn asked.
"Long story," Bellamy replied not wanting to go into it. Now was not the time.
"We got lucky, if Murphy had hit the fuel tank instead of me we would all be dead," Raven said.
"Wait, there's rocket fuel down there? Enough to build a bomb?" Clarke asked.
"Enough to build a hundred bombs, if we had any gunpowder left," Raven replied. Damn Murphy. If Bellamy ever saw that bastard again he was a dead man.
"Let's get back to the Reapers," Bellamy said and turned to a page in Lincoln's journal. "Maybe they'll help us. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend" right?"
"Not this enemy," Clarke said. "We saw them. Trust me…that's not an option."
"There's no time for this," Finn cut in. "Can she walk or not?"
"No, we'll have to carry her," Clarke said.
"The hell you will. I'm good to go," Raven said and tried to sit up.
"Hey, listen to me. That bullet is still inside you," Clarke said, "If by some miracle there is no internal bleeding, it might hold until we get somewhere safe. But you are not walking there. Is that clear?" It was so not the time, but it was really hot when Clarke gave orders like that.
"Yeah," Raven said and laid back down.
"Get the stretcher," Finn said and Clarke nodded.
"Can't run away fast enough, huh? Real brave." Bellamy said glaring at Finn. It was partly due to Finn's influence that they were even leaving rather than fighting. Clarke insisted that she could still be friends with Finn and that his feelings for her would go away. He knows I am with you. She had said. Clarke didn't know much about guys. They didn't give up that easily. Finn was in love with Clarke and he was going to keep going after her.
"Dying in fight you can't win isn't brave, Bellamy. It's stupid," Finn said coming back.
"Spoken like every coward that has ever run from a fight," Bellamy said walking closer. Would it be bad if he hit him? Cause Bellamy really wanted to hit him.
"All right that's enough," Clarke said in that hard tone, wasn't so hot now, "It's time to go."
"If they follow its 120 mile walk to the ocean," Bellamy reminded her.
"Look, we're wasting time. If he wants to stay he can stay," Finn said and stormed out. Just one little punch…and Bellamy would avoid the nose and teeth.
"Can you please stop butting heads with Finn?" Clarke said, "We can't have you two going at it all the time."
"We need to stay and fight," Bellamy said again. Running was not the answer.
"I need you to be with us, with me. I can't do this without you. They listen to you," Clarke said looking at him with those eyes. Damn, those eyes could talk you into anything.
"They listen to you more," Bellamy said trying not to sound bitter, "They are lining up to follow you."
"I gave them an easy choice," Clarke said, "But five minutes ago, they were willing to fight and die for you. You inspire them. And I am afraid we are going to need that before the day is through."
"Okay," Bellamy said and kissed her forehead. Clarke walked out of the dropship to get her stuff. Bellamy's stuff was already packed. He had done it this morning when Clarke was sleeping. He knew this was coming even though he hated it. As everyone around him got ready Bellamy stared at the dropship. He had worked so hard for them to make a home here, but it wasn't good enough. He couldn't protect them.
"You did good here, Bellamy," Clarke said and he turned around.
"17 dead," Bellamy pointed out.
"83 alive," Clarke said. "You did good."
Bellamy didn't say anything. He took a bucket of water and poured it over the fire. He felt Clarke put her arms around his waist. He leaned his head back and took her hand. One last moment.
"You're my home. And I know you will find us another safe place." Clarke said into his back. Bellamy didn't really know what to say to that, but her confidence in him kept him moving as they walked away from the home they had worked so hard to build.
"Where are they?" Bellamy asked stepped onto the wall, "Why aren't they attacking?" They hadn't been walking long when a Grounder killed Drew. They all ran back to the dropship behind the safety of the wall, but it wasn't going to be safe for a while.
"Because we're doing exactly what they wanted us to do," Clarke said and then turned to the others. "Lincoln said the scouts would be the first to arrive." Have the scouts scare them into going back and starve them out. Damn smart Grounders.
"If it's scouts we can fight our way out," Octavia said coming closer, "That's what Lincoln would do."
"We're done doing what that Grounder would do," Bellamy snapped. That damn Grounder. He hated him nearly as much as Bellamy hated Murphy. He jumped back onto the ground. "We tried it and now Drew is dead. You want to be next?"
"That Grounder saved our lives," Finn spoke up. "I agree with Octavia. For all we know there's one scout out there."
"One scout with insanely good aim," Jasper added.
"Clarke we can still do this," Octavia said. All eyes were on Clarke. It was her call.
"Looking at you princess, what's it gonna be?" Bellamy said, "Run and get picked off out in the open? Or stand and fight back?" Clarke looked out into the forest thinking it over.
"Clarke if we are still here when Tristan gets here…" Finn said reminding them of the Grounder that tried to kill Clarke and Wells.
"Lincoln said scouts. More than one," Clarke said. "He said, "Get home before the scouts arrive." Finn they're already here." Clarke turned and looked at Bellamy.
"Looks like you got your fight," Clarke said her tone sharp.
"Okay then, this is what we have been preparing for!" Bellamy said and starting shouting more directions. Everyone started running to their posts.
"So how do we do this?" Clarke said and he led her into the dropship.
"We have 25 rifles with 20 rounds give or take. Roughly 200 rounds of ammo," Bellamy told Raven, Finn, and Clarke. "Thanks to Raven the gully is minded."
"Partially minded, thanks to Murphy," Raven corrected.
"Still, it's the main route in, if the Grounder's use it we'll know," Bellamy said. "She also built grandees."
"It's not many," Clarke noticed.
"Again, thank you Murphy," Raven said.
"We'll make them count," Bellamy said with more confidence than he had. "If the Grounders make it to the front gate, guns and grandees should force them back."
"And then?" Clarke said and Bellamy shrugged slightly.
"We close the doors and prey," Raven finished.
"And pray what? That the ship keeps them out because it won't," Clarke said and looked back at Bellamy.
"Then let's not let them make it through the gate," Bellamy said and got out his radio and started speaking into it, "All foxholes listen up. Keep your eyes and ears open. Inflict casualties as many as possible. We can hold them off long enough to make them turn back. That's the plan."
"That's always your plan. Just like the bomb at the bridge," Finn said and Bellamy narrowed his eyes at the Spacewalker.
"Damn right, you got a better idea?" Bellamy asked not really caring what the Spacewalker had to say.
"It can't be that simple," Clarke said softly before Finn could replay. She looked at Raven, "You said there's fuel in those rockets, right? Enough to build a hundred bombs."
"Yeah, I also said we've got no gunpowder left," Raven said.
"I don't want to build a bomb," Clarke said, "I want to blast off." The corners of Raven's lips curved up into a hint of a smile.
"Draw them in close. Fire the rockets. A ring of fire." Raven mused.
"Barbequed Grounders, I like it," Bellamy added.
"Will it work?" Finn asked.
"The wiring's a mess down there, but yeah. You give me enough time, I'll cook them real good," Raven answered.
"I need to go check in outside, you good here?" Bellamy said and Clarke nodded. He kissed her quickly, and yes part of the reason was to remind Finn that Bellamy and Clarke were together. Bellamy never said he was perfect.
It was nighttime before they attacked. And these Grounders were some smarts bastards and tried to get them to waste their ammo. Finally they attacked. Monroe ran off and Bellamy ran out of bullets fast, but was thankfully able to take out a few Grounders first. A Grounder hit Miller and then got Bellamy down on the ground choking him. Bellamy thought it might be over this time. They had no weapons and no one coming to help. All of a sudden a sword went through the Grounder's skull. He fell to the side revealing Octavia with a satisfied look on her face.
"Admit it, you were wrong," Octavia said, and he would have if arrows hadn't started flying and hit Octavia in the side.
"Can you walk?" Bellamy asked.
"Yes," Octavia lied. She was obviously in a lot of pain.
"Hold onto me, we have to get you behind the wall," Bellamy said putting her arm around him only to end up carrying her. Wells was behind them with a gun out. They were stuck. The fighting prevented them from getting Octavia to the safety of the dropship. But it wasn't just their people who were fighting. There was another group. What?
"I'll never make it, leave me," Octavia said, "I'll find another way."
"I am not going anywhere without you," Bellamy objected.
"Octavia." Another voice said and Lincoln came over. Where in the hell did he come from?
"You did this?" Bellamy said putting it together.
"With Finn," Lincoln replied and looked at Octavia's wound, "I can help you, but you have to come with me now." Octavia and Lincoln both looked at Bellamy. He remembered a situation like this 14 years ago. It was even harder now, but it needed to be done.
"Go," Bellamy finally said, "Let him help."
"No," Octavia said. "I have to see this through."
Still stubborn as ever.
"You can't walk and I can't get you back to the dropship," Bellamy argued.
"He's right, this fight this over for you," Lincoln said and Octavia leaned her head back. Bellamy knew she wanted to fight. Prove she was strong and tough.
"O, the best day of my life was when I got you back. I didn't let you go then for you to die now," Bellamy said. "Besides, I got this." She hugged him tightly.
"I love you, big brother," Octavia said and Bellamy held her tighter. He wished they had said that more often in the little time they had been able to spend together.
"I'll go too," Wells spoke up and they all looked at him. Bellamy had forgotten he was even there. "What? I need my protector. You take care of Clarke, I'll watch out for Octavia."
"Okay, go with her," Bellamy said feeling a little better than Octavia wasn't going to be alone with the Grounder. And Wells would survive too. Not all of them needed to die on the suicide walk to the dropship.
"Tell Clarke I love her, and you take care of her." Octavia told him.
"I will," Bellamy vowed. "May we meet again."
"May we meet again," Octavia said softly and Bellamy helped Lincoln gather her in his arms.
"Keep her safe," Bellamy said and Lincoln carried her away from him. It was just like when she was little and Jake carried her away. Carried her away to the safety Bellamy couldn't give her. But Bellamy didn't have time to dwell. He needed to get back to the dropship.
…
Run. That's what he did. Bellamy grabbed Monroe and another guy and told them to run as fast as they could. He didn't know where Finn was, but he hoped Finn had the sense to run too. The idiot did probably saved his life. Octavia was safe with Lincoln and Wells, and Clarke was safe in the dropship. Bellamy just hoped it stayed that way. As he ran the same thought when through his head.
Please let them be okay.
Please let them be okay.
Bellamy had never been one for praying, but he prayed that his people would survive and that he would see his family again.
Even Finn.
Clarke
Raven's screams were hard to bare as Clarke cauterized her wound. She wished she could do more but she didn't have the time or equipment to do so. Clarke couldn't even clean it properly.
"That should stop the external bleeding," Clarke said putting the knife down.
"I don't understand, how did Murphy get a gun?" Finn asked.
"Long story," Bellamy said.
"We got lucky, if Murphy had hit the fuel tank instead of me we would all be dead," Raven said.
"Wait, there's rocket fuel down there? Enough to build a bomb?" Clarke asked.
"Enough to build a hundred bombs, if we had any gunpowder left," Raven replied.
"Let's get back to the Reapers," Bellamy said looking at a page in Lincoln's journal. "Maybe they'll help us. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend" right?"
"Not this enemy," Clarke said. "We saw them. Trust me…that's not an option."
"There's no time for this," Finn cut in. "Can she walk or not?"
"No, we'll have to carry her," Clarke said.
"The hell you will. I'm good to go," Raven said and tried to sit up.
"Hey, listen to me. That bullet is still inside you," Clarke said, "If by some miracle there is no internal bleeding, it might hold until we get somewhere safe. But you are not walking there. Is that clear?" Clarke had never sounded more like her mother than in that moment. Clarke wished her mother was here. She would be able to help Raven.
"Yeah," Raven said and laid back down.
"Get the stretcher," Finn said and Clarke nodded.
"Can't run away fast enough, huh? Real brave." Bellamy said to Finn. Clarke glared at Bellamy now was not the time to do the Alpha Male thing. It wasn't a fight over cowardice. It was over Clarke. Finn told Clarke he was in love with her, and Clarke was stupid enough to tell Bellamy about it. She didn't want secrets between them, but she probably should have kept her mouth shut. Now all Finn and Bellamy did was fight more than they did before. And it was getting old really fast.
"Dying in fight you can't win isn't brave, Bellamy. It's stupid," Finn said coming back.
"Spoken like every coward that has ever run from a fight," Bellamy said walking closer.
"All right that's enough," Clarke cut in before punches were thrown. "It's time to go."
"If they follow its 120 mile walk to the ocean," Bellamy said.
"Look, we're wasting time. If he wants to stay he can stay," Finn said and stormed out.
"Can you please stop butting heads with Finn?" Clarke said, "We can't have you two going at it all the time."
"We need to stay and fight," Bellamy said again.
"I need you to be with us, with me. I can't do this without you. They listen to you," Clarke pleaded.
"They listen to you more," Bellamy said, "They are lining up to follow you."
"I gave them an easy choice," Clarke said, "But five minutes ago, they were willing to fight and die for you. You inspire them. And I am afraid we are going to need that before the day is through."
"Okay," Bellamy said and kissed her forehead. Clarke walked out of the dropship to get her stuff. Clarke went into her tent and started to gather her things. All she wanted to do was cry. This was her tent. Their tent. It was the place she went to to find peace with Bellamy. Even if it was only for a few hours. Clarke had laughed in this tent, cried in it, felt pleasure, felt pain. Really slept with Bellamy for the first time. Now all evidence of those beautiful moments was going to be gone. Clarke reluctantly left and made sure everyone was out of the camp. From the gate she saw Bellamy staring up at the dropship. It was hard for him to leave. He had done so much good and in his view they were giving up.
"You did good here, Bellamy," Clarke said voicing her thoughts when she approached him.
"17 dead," Bellamy reminded her.
"83 alive," Clarke countered. "You did good." Bellamy took a bucket of water and poured it over the fire. Clarke walked over and hugged him from behind getting one last moment in. Bellamy leaned his head back and put his hand on hers. "You're my home. And I know you will find us another safe place." Bellamy did say anything, but he didn't need to. He had a lot of thoughts going through his head. Clarke let go and they started to walk to the gate and the rest of their people.
But nothing goes according to plan. Grounders attacked and they all ran back to camp. Clarke spotted Octavia and Wells running past the gates. Thankfully they were safe. Bellamy climbed onto the wall and looked around. Clarke came up next to him.
"Where are they?" Bellamy asked, "Why aren't they attacking?"
"Because we're doing exactly what they wanted us to do," Clarke realized. It was just as Lincoln had told them. Scouts first and then the attack. Clarke turned and looked at the group below her.
"Lincoln said the scouts would be the first to arrive," Clarke told them.
"If it's scouts we can fight our way out," Octavia said coming forward, "That's what Lincoln would do."
"We're done doing what that Grounder would do," Bellamy barked at her. He jumped back onto the ground. "We tried it and now Drew is dead. You want to be next?"
"That Grounder saved our lives," Finn spoke up. "I agree with Octavia. For all we know there's one scout out there."
"One scout with insanely good aim," Jasper added.
"Clarke we can still do this," Octavia said looking at her with pleading eyes. Clarke hated that look. It was the look that convinced her to steal her mother's make-up and they got grounded for a week.
"Looking at you princess, what's it gonna be?" Bellamy said, "Run and get picked off out in the open? Or stand and fight back?" Clarke looked out into the forest. The forest was too quiet. A sign of danger ahead. The Grounders were watching. She knew what Bellamy wanted to do. And they didn't have much of a choice. Clarke hopped down to the ground.
"Clarke if we are still here when Tristian gets here…" Finn said recalling what Clarke had told them all.
"Lincoln said scouts. More than one," Clarke reminded him. "He said, "Get home before the scouts arrive." Finn they're already here." Clarke turned around and looked at Bellamy.
"Looks like you got your fight," Clarke said and Bellamy started barking orders.
"Okay then, this is what we have been preparing for!" Bellamy said and starting shouting more directions. Everyone started running to their posts.
"So how do we do this?" Clarke said.
"Come on," Bellamy said and led her into the dropship. Once inside he told her how many bullets and rounds they had. The main route in was minded thanks to Raven. She also built grandees. But thanks to Murphy they didn't have enough. The plan was fragile. Everything depended on the Grounders not getting through the gate. Clarke looked closer at the map. The ship was at the center. If they couldn't hide in it maybe they could do something else.
"It can't be that simple," Clarke said more to herself. She turned to Raven, "You said there's fuel in those rockets, right? Enough to build a hundred bombs."
"Yeah, I also said we've got no gunpowder left," Raven said.
"I don't want to build a bomb," Clarke said, "I want to blast off." The corners of Raven's lips curved up into a hint of a smile.
"Draw them in close. Fire the rockets. A ring of fire." Raven mused.
"Barbecued Grounders, I like it," Bellamy added.
"Will it work?" Finn asked.
"The wiring's a mess down there, but yeah. You give me enough time, I'll cook them real good," Raven answered.
"I need to go check in outside, you good here?" Bellamy said and Clarke nodded. He kissed her quickly before leaving. Clarke felt Finn's stare. She looked at him and he looked away quickly. Raven rolled her eyes, but Clarke knew it must hurt her.
Because Raven was injured it was up to Finn and Clarke to find the ignition system to roast the Grounders. They looked everywhere with no luck. Clarke called out to Raven.
"I can't feel my legs," Raven said.
"Okay, hold on. We're coming," Clarke said and climbed back up. Clarke exampled the wound and it was worse than she thought. The bullet was in the spine. Raven was paralyzed, or a good chance she might be.
"That bad huh?" Raven said.
"Raven, the bullet's in your spine," Clarke said gently. "You're bleeding eternity."
"Well, we better do this fast then, huh. Get back down there," Raven ordered trying to hide her fear. Finn had another idea. He wanted to go to Lincoln's cave and get the coagulant to slow the bleeding now. Raven tried to protest, but Finn was determined. Besides if she dies they all die. Raven was the one who knew how to fire the rockets.
"Go," Clarke said, "Hurry back."
"I will," Finn said and left.
"Well we can't waste any more time, get down there," Raven commanded. Clarke went back down into the mess of wires.
"Guess we finally found something you are not good at," Raven called out sometime later. Clarke still hadn't found the correct wires. Clarke was a medic not a rocket scientist.
"You haven't seen me dance. I'm an awful dancer," Clarke said back.
"I used to be picked first for everything." Raven said and Clarke stopped working. "Earth skills. Zero G Mac course. First. Every time. So how in the hell did I end up here?" Clarke wished there was something she could say to make Raven feel better. How could she say she wasn't interested in Finn but he kept going after her anyway? That Clarke loved Bellamy but yet Finn still thought he had a shot with her? Clarke didn't see the appeal really. Raven was beautiful and smart. As close to perfect as a girl could be. Finn was an idiot.
"Raven? I'd pick you first," Clarke said.
"Of course, I'm awesome." Raven said and Clarke went back to looking for the wire. When she found it Raven said, "About time! Now follow the wire to the override panel." Clarke followed the wire only to discover it was fried.
"Raven, it's fried. Totally useless," Clarke said. "Tell me this isn't as bad as I think."
"Do you know how to splice a wire?" Raven asked.
"No," Clarke answered.
"That's worse," Raven said and then groaned. She must have tried to move.
"Hey stop!" Clarke yelled, "Just keep talking me through it."
Finally they brought Jasper in to help with the wire, but Raven only got worse. Just as the Grounders started to attack Raven passed out. Clarke told Jasper to keep going as Clarke went outside. The battle had begun. People were shooting and Miller told them to fall back.
"No, we need more time," Clarke protested, "Gunners, stay at your posts. Everyone else inside. Come on, quick." Clarke scanned the crowd for Octavia and Bellamy but didn't see them. It was chaos out there. All of a sudden there was an explosion in the sky. Time seemed to stop for a moment as they all stared.
"Is that from the Ark?" A girl asked.
"That is the Ark," Clarke replied. After a moment of stunned silence there was the sound of battle cries now coming from the Grounders. Clarke looked over and saw Finn jump out of the trees. Clarke couldn't help but run over and hug him. Raven would get the help she needed and at least one of her friends was safe.
"What did you do?" Clarke asked.
"We kicked the hornet's nest," Finn replied.
"You brought the Reapers?" Clarke said.
"I bought us sometime, how is Raven?" Finn said.
"Not good, and the rockets aren't ready yet. Jasper is working on them now," Clarke said as they walked.
"Okay, what is plan B?" Finn inquired.
"Jasper was plan B," Clarke said regretfully.
"Wait, Clarke I have to tell you something." Finn said and Clarke felt that feeling of dread. Hadn't they done this? He hold told her he was in love with her and Clarke had turned him down as kindly as she could.
"Finn…" Clarke said thinking she shouldn't be so nice this time.
"We might die, and I can't end it like this. I'm not giving up on us Clarke. I know you and Bellamy are together, but I think we could be great together too," Finn said and there was another crash. Clarke went back into action with Finn following her. Jasper thought he got the rockets to work, but the fighting only got worse. Clarke heard the sound of the walls crashing down.
"I am closing that door," Miller said.
"Wait, we still have people out there and Bellamy and Octavia aren't back yet." Clarke said walking over to him. She went outside and cried out,
"Alright Jasper did it, everyone inside now!"
Arrows were flying at her and Finn helped pull her out of the way.
"There he is!" Finn yelled pointing at one of the tunnels where Bellamy appeared. He was too far away and there was too much fighting.
"He isn't going to make it," Clarke said, "Bellamy!" He looked over at her.
"Octavia!" Clarke yelled.
"Safe!" Bellamy said and started to make a run for it only to be grabbed by a Grounder. He got punched again and again.
"He's killing him." Clarke said helplessly to Finn. Finn grabbed a gun and went out to help him. "No! Finn!"
"Clarke go!" Bellamy cried out before getting hit and falling back to the ground.
"Clarke you can't save everyone," Miller said and started to fall back. Clarke let out a sob but fell back too. Once she got inside the dropship she lifted up the lever closing the door. Her eyes burned and she never felt more helpless. Bellamy and Finn were out there. Once Jasper fires the rockets there is a chance they might not make it.
Anya jumped through the doors and into the dropship. Clarke could hear the rest of the Grounders banging on the ship trying to break though. It wouldn't be long till they did.
"Jasper, now!" Clarke ordered.
"No," Jasper said when he flipped the switch and it didn't work. Miller and the others started attacking Anya and Clarke kept on trying to get them to stop finally she cried out,
"We are not Grounders!"
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She woke up in a white room. The last thing Clarke had remembered was coming out of the dropship and seeing the burnt bodies. Wondering if Bellamy's was one of them. Anya said something about "Mountain Men" and that's all Clarke remembered. Clarke carefully sat up. She put her feet carefully on the ground only to lift them back up. The floor was cold. Clarke ripped the IV out of her arm leaving a small trail of blood. She looked around more and it looked like she was in a hospital room. Starry Night was hanging on the wall. How did they get that painting? Where was she?
Clarke finally got up. She walked around and saw movement out the door. Clarke looked at the room across and to her shock saw Monty. Monty who had been missing for a while. He called out her name.
"Monty," Clarke said trying to open the door but it was locked. Monty was trying too but he wasn't having any better luck than her. Clarke's eyes wandered away from Monty to a sign on the wall.
Mount Weather Quarantine Ward.
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What did you think? Hot damn this took a while. Well that is what I get for deciding to do three points of view of the same events. Yeah, probably won't be doing that again. I am pushing the Finn love because Finn's actions are going to be much the same as in the show.
Now onto season 2! Does anyone have any links to the newer episodes?
Please, please review! Reviews and views have gone down for this and I need to know if anyone likes this still. Just a keep going this doesn't suck will help!
Thank you for reading and reviewing, everything. You are amazing!