Author's Note:

Hey guys! So first off, I just want to say thanks so much for sticking with me throughout this amazing experience. I've loved it so much! You guys are so incredibly supportive and even though I know that this story is not the greatest piece of literature, I'm so incredibly proud of it and can't believe that this is the end of this one! Once again, sorry this last chapter is pretty short, I tried to add onto it but it just sounded awkward and clunky. So I feel this is the right length. Stay tuned for two special announcements:

So... first off, the announcement many of you have been waiting for: YES. I will be doing a sequel! *celebrates* BUT (there's always a but haha) I haven't started actually writing the sequel. I have a rough idea of what/how I want it to go but I still haven't put it all together so I need to ask you guys for your wonderful patience!

Additionally, I'm thinking of trying out a new OC story based off my own OC character and, of course, Bellamy Blake. I'm going to post another chapter after this which WILL NOT BE AN ADDITIONAL CHAPTER TO THIS STORY. It's just going to be snippets from 2 stories I've been working on. I'd love for you guys to tell me which one you want to see before the sequel (and then *maybe* I'll post an epilogue to this story (; ).

And now, FINALLY, here's the last chapter of Wishing for Oblivion. It's been awesome.

Enjoy! xx

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Eve's POV:

I looked up from Raven's wound as Clarke walked in with a nervous look on her face.

"What's going on out there?"

"Nothing."

We shared a look of uneasiness before I spoke up, trying to figure out what the plan was now.

"Lincoln said the scouts would be the first ones to arrive. They're already here so we running is out of the question."

"We need to stay and fight now. Bellamy is preparing the kids-"

Speaking of him, he stepped into the dropship with a grave expression on his face.

"Bad news. We're running low on bullets. The main road in is mined but-"

"Wait. Mined? When did you do that?"

I was impressed and slightly disturbed at the same time.

"When you two disappeared." Clarke supplied before continuing,

"Didn't Raven also built some grenades-"

"Yeah but the mines only cover half the path and there are only a few grenades. Thanks to Murphy since he wasted most of our gunpowder on his exit."

I looked up to see Bellamy shake his head after a few minutes of silence and then spoke again.

"But we'll make them count. If the Grounders make it through the front gate, guns and grenades should force them back."

"And then?" I asked. He looked up at me and I saw him swallow, putting on a brave front I could still tell he was nervous.

"Then we close the door and pray."

"Pray for what? This ship is never going to keep them out."

Clarke stated the obvious.

"Then we can't let them through the gate."

Everyone stood quietly for a few moments taking in the severity and risk of this plan. Bellamy gave a few orders through the walkies to the gunners while I surveyed the dropship. Suddenly an idea came to me.

"Wait a second. Raven you said there were rockets with fuel underneath us right?"

She nodded, looking at me hesitantly.

"Yeah but it's not going to do us any good with building a bomb since we don't have any gunpowder left."

I shook my head.

"I don't want to build a bomb..."

I looked at Clarke to see the recognition on her face as she finished my sentence.

"You want to blast off."

A few minutes later I found myself inside the messy underside of the dropship along with Clarke and Finn, being directed by Raven as to what to do in terms of the wiring. Due to her injury, I wouldn't let Raven risk her life by moving and doing this herself.

The new plan was to draw the Grounders in close and then fire the rockets, while our people safely stayed inside the dropship.

"You give me enough time and I'll light a ring of fire around us." Raven has said.

I thought back to her determined words as I looked at the convoluted wiring of the dropship, trying to find the right wire she needed.

"Finn, Eve do you see it over there?" I heard Clarke call out.

We let out an identical 'no' and she sighed before calling out to Raven.

"Raven we can't find the ignition system."

Silence. My heartbeat sped up at her lack of a response.

"Raven?!"

There was a moment of hesitation before we heard her shaky voice.

"I-I can't feel my legs."

I looked at Clarke and Finn's shocked faces and swallowed before answering.

"Hang on, I'm coming!"

Climbing up the shaft that was our way down I pulled myself up and onto the main floor of the dropship. Making my way over to Raven I took in her still stance. She hadn't moved from when we had helped her into the dropship before, propping her up near the hatch.

"Okay, let me take a look."

I slowly pushed her forward, towards her legs, to get a look at her back. Wincing at her groans of pain, I pulled her shirt up and was met with a frightful sight. The slight bruise on her back, indicating the internal bleeding from the bullet, had grown to a very large size. But that wasn't the worse part. Sighing, I pulled her shirt down and helped her lean back.

I sat silently, trying to figure out what to say.

"That bad huh?"

I bit my lip at her attempt at humor and decided that using candor was the best option right now. We didn't have time to sugar-coat things.

"Raven. You're bleeding internally. And that blood is reaching your spine."

Judging from her scared expression, she knew that I had essentially told her she was going to die soon. However, she surprised me by nodding and gripping the contraption in her hand more tightly.

"Well I guess I'd better hurry up then. Get back down there."

I left her after squeezing her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. Back under the floor, I found that Clarke and Finn had been eavesdropping.

"How long does she have?"

"A few hours at most."

We spoke in hushed whispers so that Raven wouldn't hear us.

"We can't do anything to save her? What about the coagulant the Grounders use?"

I looked at Finn and remembered the vial that the Grounder's had in the bunker... with Tris.

"It'll slow down the bleeding but that's all. Finn, I can't operate on her she's-"

He shook his head, not wanting to hear the end of that sentence.

"But it'll buy her some time! I bet Lincoln has some in his cave."

He moved to leave but Clarke pulled him back.

"Finn no! Please, I can't lose you again."

I stepped back to give them some privacy to talk.

He whispered something in her ear and hugged her tightly before leaving.

Night had fallen and things had certainly escalated.

Octavia was missing, but Bellamy had pulled me aside to inform me that she had gotten hit with an arrow so he allowed Lincoln to take his sister to safety. We had also realized that the Grounders were trying to make us waste our bullets, by running back and forth, so we were running even lower on supplies. Additionally, Finn was still not back yet.

Suddenly we heard blasts nearby. The Grounders had started invading and met the mines. The sound of gunshots and shouting drifted easily through the thin curtain of the dropship. I moved to go outside but Clarke held me back.

"You can't you're too important."

"Everyone's important Clarke. We don't get to decide who lives and who dies."

I quoted her words that she had told me from the night Charlotte had died and they banished Murphy.

"And look how well that turned out."

She motioned to the hole in our wall from Murphy before turning back to me.

"Besides we need you here to take care of-"

"Raven!" We heard Jasper yell.

He had been brought in to help in place of Clarke because he knew more about engineering from his also missing friend, Monty. We ran down to see Raven slumped over on the ground.

"Is she-?"

I shook my head, feeling her pulse. It was there, but very slow.

"Not yet. Soon though..."

"They've broken through! It's over!"

We heard the yelling on the radio and looked at one another with unease. Clarke swallowed and addressed Jasper.

"Jasper, get this done! And hurry!"

With that she ran outside.

There were a few minutes, filled with the sound of fighting outside when suddenly a rush of people ran inside.

"What's going on?"

I pulled over Bryan to ask him, as he leaned against the wall, favoring the leg that wasn't bleeding.

"Clarke told us to get inside. There's too many of them!"

My heart dropped as I looked around, not seeing who I wanted to.

"Where is Bellamy?!"

"I don't know!"

I pushed away from him and the rest of the kids to run outside.

The sight was horrifying. There were bodies everywhere, blood spattering the ground. Coloring it red instead of the intense green we had just begun getting used to. Surprisingly, it was as if someone had pressed a 'pause' button on the scene.

Everyone had stopped moving and were looking up at the sky. There was a large object traveling through the atmosphere.

"Is that from the Ark?"

"That is the Ark."

I answered the voice that had come from behind me when suddenly an unmistakably familiar, bone-chilling yell sounded. My body turned cold as looked towards the north gate. It was the-

"REAPERS!"

Some of the Grounders began to retreat and fight the new enemy while there was movement in one of the foxholes.

Clarke ran over to me and watched along with me, stunned, as Finn emerged out of breath.

She ran over to hug him while I looked back at our enemies fighting one another.

"I kicked the hornets' nest." He answered my unasked question.

Although Finn had brought the Reapers against my warning, he had bought us some time.

"How's Raven?"

I shook my head.

"Not good."

He pulled away from Clarke and handed me a vial.

"Here."

I nodded at him and rushed back to the dropship. However, just before I went back in, I turned to scan the camp one last time; looking for Bellamy but there was still no sign of him. My stomach dropped as I went back inside, needing to get the medicine to Raven.

As I tipped the bottle into her mouth I checked her pulse again. Thankfully it was still there, but very faint.

Suddenly another wave of kids came in, this time they had more substantial injuries. Miller was clutching his shoulder that was bleeding profusely from an arrow.

"I got it!"

Jasper's yell got our attention as people cheered for joy.

"We gotta close the door!" Someone yelled.

"No! Our people are still out there!"

I was thankful Clarke had said the words before I had a chance to. Still I hurried over to her.

"Clarke you need to find Bellamy!"

She nodded and ran out with Finn.

Meanwhile Jasper came up to me, with the device in his hands.

"Jasper don't-"

The yelling intensified outside as Clarke came back alone, shaking and pale. I watched, alarmed as she pulled the lever to close the door.

"Clarke no! What are you doing! Bellamy and Finn are still out there!"

She shook her head at me, her eyes void of emotion, as I caught a glance outside at the carnage.

There were fires burning. Bodies scattered everywhere. And in the midst of it, Finn and Bellamy were fighting off a Grounder who was winning. To make matters worse, they were too far away to make it.

"NO! NO! BELLAMY!"

My throat grew raw from screaming as several people held me back. I watched in horror as Clarke pulled the lever up all the way to close the door.

However before the door was fully closed, a figure jumped in.

My heart leapt in excitement but quickly sank as I recognized the woman in front of me.

"Anya."

My eyes flickered to the clanking of the door, it shut close and Clarke turned to Jasper.

"Jasper now!"

Jasper flicked the switch and we felt a jolt as the ground shook. We heard screams from outside and the roar of the fire spread throughout the camp site.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my side. Looking down I recognized the silver object protruding from my side. Looking up into the dark eyes of Anya I fell to the ground as a rush of motion happened over me.

I could hear yelling and the sound of fists hitting their intended target.

"Doc!"

"Eve! NO!"

Hands pulled at me but I couldn't feel them.

Everything felt numb.

I slowly succumbed to the darkness. Memories of my family and friends flickered briefly: my mom and dad, Mark, Wells, Clarke, Finn, Octavia, Jasper, Monty.

The last memory I saw before the darkness completely took over was one of my favorite: Bellamy leaning down to press his lips to mine.