Hey guys, so I know this Chapter is short as it's around a 1,000 words but I have been so busy with college and work. So, I thought I would just update it with a small chapter rather than not update it at all. Hope you all like it and please review and let me know what you think :) Thank you – Octavia xx

He ordered Bellamy to stop. Staring at him intently. Miller's grip on the gun that he was holding was slowly getting tighter out of frustration. "We don't even know where they have gone. Bellamy, we need someone who can track them both."

Bellamy's hands were clenched into tight fists and his facial expression was cold and menacing. "I don't care how we find them," reaching down to pick up his gun that was lying flat on the ground. "As long as we find them and soon!"

"Maybe-" pausing for a brief second, "-we should find Finn?" Miller took a step back and waited anxiously for a response.

The tips of Bellamy's fingers were slowly beginning to turn white with the pressure he was applying them to his palms. Bellamy simply looked at Miller, his eyes saying a thousand words, and said "No."

Miller breathed in a deep breath. He was just being stubborn. "Bellamy, I know you don't like Finn but he is the best chance we have at finding them both… alive." Looking towards the camp's gates, "He's the best tracker we have and you know it."

Bellamy just huffed, like hell he was going to let Finn help him! "No Miller, you're wrong – we can find them without getting the Spacewalker involved."

Miller lifted his arm and pointed towards the forest beyond the camp's gates, "Bellamy, they are out their alone, if we had Finn helping us it would just speed everything up. And, maybe, we would be able to find them before anything happened to them, before they get hurt… or worse."

Bellamy looked back from the camp gates, shaking his head, "No, I'm not involving Finn in this and that's that!" Letting out a long, pent up sigh which he didn't even realise he was holding in.

A noise behind them both quickly grasped their attention and they both swung around, hoping to see Clarke and Octavia but instead they saw Finn. "Involve me in what?" Raising an inquisitive eyebrow.

"Nothing," Bellamy grumbled.

Finn stepped forward, eyeing the guns that both Miller and Bellamy were holding, "It doesn't look like 'nothing'." Looking them both in the eyes, "What's happening?"

Bellamy was just standing still; his face was white with rage. Miller breaking the silence spoke up, "Bellamy we need him, so if you don't tell him why, then I will." Turning his gaze from Finn to Bellamy, if looks alone could kill, Bellamy would have killed Miller a while back.

Bellamy, thinking of his sister and Clarke out their all alone with no protection and the threat of the war coming closer with every second, he mumbled 'fine' under his breath.

Finn had a large grin appearing on his face. "I'm sorry Bellamy, I didn't quite hear that?"

Bellamy slowly turned his gaze from Miller to Finn, "Isaid fine and wipe that smug grin off your face Spacewalker. The only reason you're coming is because you can help us find them quicker."

Finn's grin was turning into a frown, "Find who?"

Before Bellamy could respond, Miller spoke and answered Finn's question. "Octavia and Clarke."

There were now no traces of a grin that had once been on Finn's face, shock was pulsing through his veins, "Clarke?" Surly he had misheard Miller, Clarke wasn't stupid enough to just leave camp like this. "Clarke's left?" Bellamy nodded and rage pulsed through Finn's veins, "Why did you let her leave?!"

If it had been someone else who had gone missing and not Clarke and Octavia, Bellamy would have been enjoying the whole 'telling Finn' bit. However, it was Clarke and Octavia who had gone missing and Bellamy's only concern was finding them both. "We didn't just let them both leave Finn." Bellamy's jaw was clenching shut out of anger. "If you haven't already figured my sister and Clarke are their own people, I would never have just let them both leave."

The tension was building up; Miller could clearly see Bellamy was getting more and more frustrated with Finn. Making a split second decision, Miller jumped in between them both, "Hey, guys – can we save this for later?" gesturing towards their little feud, "Right now we need to go find Clarke and Octavia."

Bellamy nodded and started to walk towards the gates with Miller, "Open the gates, now!" Suddenly the few people who were on guard duty who heard Bellamy's order scrambled towards the gates in a desperate attempt to open it. After a few seconds of fumbling around with the gates lock it was finally beginning to open. Bellamy and Miller began to walk through it, only stopping momentarily to look at Finn who was still standing where they had just been less than 30 seconds ago; he was just looking at Bellamy with fury in his eyes. "Catch up spacewalker."

Finn, not saying a word, began to walk towards the gate. He was furious at Bellamy, why would he have just let Clarke leave like that? Surly if he knew Clarke he would have known that she was one for sneaking around along with his sister, Octavia. "Hey, before you get ahead of yourselves, I need to find their tracks and clearly they didn't leave this way," Pointing towards the gates, "They would have been spotted." Taking in a slow breath, this was going to take a while.

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"Hey, guys. I've found their tracks." Looking down to the two sets of small foot prints heading deep in the forest that surrounded the camp. "And they're pretty fresh tracks which means they probably left camp about 30 minutes ago."

Bellamy felt a great weight being lifted from him as he began to walk behind Finn who took the lead. He was closer to finding Octavia and his Princess now and although he hated Finn, he was glad that Finn was with them.