Clarke felt Raven's hands shaking her awake roughly.

'Clarke!'

'What is it?' Clarke groaned, rolling over.

'Octavia.'

Clarke threw herself out of bed, stumbling over her boots. She cursed before pulling them on and rushing into the clinic. Octavia was lying in the bed, her leg ripped open and Jasper was applying pressure to the wound.

'Another river monster?' Clarke asked.

'Very funny' Octavia said in a tight voice.

'Let me see.' Clarke said quickly.

Clarke took hold of the bandages and examined the wound.

'It's not arterial. I'll stitch it up. Nyko was in the forest earlier. He should have made some numbing power form the plants.' Clarke said.

Jasper instantly retrieved it while Clarke got to work.

Clarke dismissed them all, although Jasper gave Octavia an awkward glance before he made his exit. Octavia and Clarke were left relatively alone. The only patients in the room were still caught in their slumber, although Clarke would shoot glances at Zoran suspiciously. The boy loved to know all of the gossip and goings on of the clinic.

'You want to tell me what Lexa had you do this time?' Clarke asked, as she applied the powder and waited for it to start to work.

'I do nothing for her.' Octavia hissed in pain.

Clarke glanced doubtfully at her.

'I do it for Trikru. For Lincoln and Indra.'

Clarke nodded slowly, and she figured it would be best not to remind her of exactly which clan Lexa was from. She tapped Octavia's leg with her needle but she drew no response to indicate any pain so she carefully started to stitch up the wound. Octavia remained completely still throughout the procedure.

'Lexa didn't send me to do anything. I was scouting around TonDC and two jumped me. I killed them but I got cut. It didn't seem too bad so I thought I could make it here and make sure they weren't planning anything.'

'They do hate this place.' Clarke sighed.

'It's unity.' Octavia replied. 'They want to break any bonds between Skaikru and Trikru.'

'Are there any?' Clarke asked doubtfully.

'You would know.' Octavia smirked but Clarke remained silent.

Clarke cut the excess wires after she had tied them and bandaged Octavia's wound with a cloth.

'You'll need to come back-'

'-I can take them out myself.' Octavia waved her off.

'Hold on a second.' Clarke told her and she dodged into their quarters quickly before returning with a sketch in hand and giving it to Octavia.

Octavia took it uncertainly but Clarke saw her eyes widen in amazement. She had meant to give it to her before but there had never been much of an opportunity. They had barely spoken since the City of Light. Clarke still didn't know what to feel towards Octavia after everything that had happened with Bellamy but she wasn't sure she had hatred in her. Octavia also understood what it had meant to lose in that place as she had watched Bellamy and Lincoln be taken away for a second time.

'I know you don't have any photos.'

'Clarke-'

'He was my friend too.' Clarke shrugged, looking down at the sketch of Lincoln.


Lexa rushed out of her quarters and sent her guards to awaken Murphy. Within minutes, he was stumbling towards her and their horses.

'What's going on?'

'Clarke might be in trouble.'

'When isn't she?' Murphy replied but Lexa was unsurprised when Murphy immediately pulled himself up on the horse. 'The others?'

'Let's not create a disturbance for nothing. Drawing attention from over exuberence can do more damage than not acting at all.'

Lexa climbed up upon her horse gracefully as they made their way to the clinic at speed. They wove between the trees. Murphy now knew these lands almost as well as Clarke but their knowledge was both surpassed by Lexa. She felt free again outside of Polis but this place had long since lost its title of home.

They slowed when the lights of the clinic came within sight penetrating through the darkness. A creak met Lexa's ears and she pulled out her sword and threw it to the sound where a second later a dull thud met the Earth. Murphy jumped down and rushed to inspect the scene.

'Azgeda.' He called and Lexa slowly urged her horse towards him.

Murphy pulled the sword out of her chest and handed it back to Lexa. Her arrow lay beside her broken body and Lexa seethed at how out of control the situation was. Attacking the clinic seemed to be their priority at the moment. Only bullies would target a place of shelter.

'Scout the area. Make sure there are no more lingering.' Lexa ordered, without taking her eyes off the place Clarke had now begun to call her home.


'This damn civil war.' Abby spat, wiping the blood off her hands and throwing the cloth across the room.

'Abby,' Jackson pleaded but Abby held up her hand.

She leaned against her desk, all of her energy spent. She had just spent two hours trying to save the life of an Azgeda child soldier who was likely no more than ten years old. Clarke just dismissed them as vermin raiders but Abby was the one patching them up most days when the clinic refused to take them. Nyko would only accept Trikru or Skaikru patients and Clarke had gone along with all of it. She couldn't understand when her daughter became this person who so casually disregarded human life. She had watched Clarke treat countless patients on the Ark with such devoted and tender care. The idea of turning patients away who were in need was unthinkable.

'There is nothing good in this.' Abby murmured furiously.

'You did everything you could.'

'Nyko turned that boy away from the clinic. His companions had to drag him here half dead. Clarke could have easily saved him. He lost so much blood on the journey that by the time he got here there was no chance, so tell me why I shouldn't blame my daughter?' Abby seethed.

'Clarke's just doing what she thinks is right.' Jackson tried.

'You don't know what she did.' Abby said, trying to stop herself from sobbing.

Jackson however remained stood before her as willing as ever to wait until she was ready.

'She told me she killed her father.' Abby cried. 'Marcus keeps saying Jake wasn't really living but he was stood in front of her just like you are with me and she pushed a knife into him. How could she do that?'

Abby's voice broke. She should have realised what Clarke had become. She had been repulsed by what she had chosen for Finn. He was going to die anyway but for Clarke to do that when Abby had taught her to try to save every life, to always do no harm...

Clarke had become a mass murderer and these days she seemed to think nothing of it. Her only concern, always, was Lexa. She was lost to anything else and Abby didn't know how to pull her back to life.


I kind of liked exploring the idea of Abby and Clarke's different approached as healers, because that's actually a role that Clarke had largely abandoned because everyone looked to her to lead. There's always going to be a clash with those two but Abby has been a doctor her entire life and she worked so hard to save everyone on the Ark even when they thought they were going to die anyway in two days. Octavia is back more to her true self as just being a warrior as opposed to leader, which is probably best for everyone at this point!

Also, obviously as the story has moved on I've started to add original characters (Rosar) and bring some more obscure ones back (sweet little Zoran). The focus is still going to be on the main characters we've come to know and love on the show but obviously as people have died I need to repopulate the ground for the sake of the story :P