This is my own take on what should have happened in Season 1, Episode 2. Total Bellarke with other couples thrown in and I'm sorry if you don't like the way I have Finn in this but I never could get into his character. BTW, I do not own anything of the 100 nor do I claim to.
Finn stood still as he looked over the blacken remains of some kind of corpse, confusion and fear playing across his features. "Who were they?" Came his breathless question to no one in particular as the rest of the group stood around him, all four of them staring at the remains. The silence of the woods and the sounds of their harsh breathing only broken when Clarke bent down to pick up the misshapen skull.
"What are they?" Clark asked softly in confusion as she looked at the misshapen skull within her hands. The skull's brow ridge actually looked like some kind of mountain gorillas that she had seen once in a book, but it didn't make sense.
"We are so screwed" Came from the out of breath Octavia as she helped Monty to stand, both leaning against each other for some kind of support in that moment. Fear crossed Octavia's features as she thought about what had occurred to Jasper only moments before… The spear… the sound of his breathless gasping. All four suddenly lifted their heads at the sound of a scream. The sound having been filled with so much pain and came from somewhere behind them. Clark dropped the mishappened skull back to the ground as she listened to the sound before speaking out, "Jasper. He's alive."
Clark took off in a run, pushing herself around Octavia to rush back towards Jasper…. she had been so stupid to leave him there! They didn't know what they were up against but she knew she could have helped him.
"Clarke, wait. Wait!" Came Finn's voice from behind her as all three of her companions started to rush after her. Clarke ignored him, pushing her way through the underbrush until she felt Finn's hand grasped her arm and pull her down towards the right. She turned her head to look at him in confusion as he stopped her. Finn wasn't looking at her, but rather was looking around the forest as if he could see any of the creatures that were in the forest," Stay out of the trees." Clarke looked at him before the other two as Monty and Octavia caught up with them, all four of them squatting in the undergrowth and staring at the river they had jut run from. Shock and fear went through all of them as they looked at the spot where Jasper had fallen... the sign that stated "Mount Weather" laying on the ground where Jasper had dropped it after the spear had hit him.
"He was right there" … Came the voice beside her as Clarke stared incredulously at the sight.
"No… Where is he?" Monty whispered out as he looked at the spot where he was expecting to see his best friend, his brother, laying there among the leaves and brushes.
"They took him." Came Clarke's answer, though Monty didn't need the answer. They all knew with Jasper's injuries he wouldn't have been able to simply lift himself up and walk away from that spot. He had a spear sticking out of his chest for crying out loud.
Cut to an image of a very bloody and very much in pain Jasper being dragged along the forest floor far from where the group had looked on. Jasper tried to call out to his friends, but all he could think of was the pain from where the spear had hit him. He tried to call out again, but it came only out as a low grown while his body was dragged on the ground over the small rocks and sticks. He felt himself falling into the blackness as his eyes rolled back into his head and he, thankfully, passed out.
Back on the ark, Dr. Abby Griffin took a steading breath as she walked around the corner of the corridor and faced the glass doors of the medical bay. Half of the room was taken up by multiple screens with multiple images upon them, each of these images showed one of the 100 that had been sent to earth and her brown eyes instantly narrowed in to find her daughter. The breath she hadn't thought she as holding was released as she spoke to her right-hand man. "Talk to me, Jackson." Jackson left his station where he had been monitoring the life signs of some of the kids and spoke to his mentor and his best friend, "Rumors are spreading. Witnesses saw a dropship launch. It's only a matter of time till people figure out that we sent the hundred to the ground." His dark eyes glanced over the screens of the kids before he looked towards his mentor, knowing she was taking this the hardest as it was her daughter down there.
Abby turned quickly to look towards Jackson as she spoke, "Let the council worry about the people. I need you focused on reestablishing communication with those kids." Mainly my daughter, came her desperate thought before she turned her attention back to the boards and noticing how many where black now, "How many dark tiles?"
"Twenty-three. We've been losing them at a steady rate all day." Jackson stated, feeling Abby's desperate gaze upon him but he couldn't show emotion. He needed to be strong for her, to be supportive, but he also knew she wouldn't appreciate any thing being kept from her. His voice softens as he continued to speak, "Abby, these are different. Vital signs spike for a longer duration before flat line; it looks like a pain response." Jackson looked at her as she worriedly turned her attention from the screens to him, "This is what we'd expect to see with exposure to radiation."
Abby turned quickly towards him, "I know what it looks like, Jackson, but there's another explanation." She didn't continue but she couldn't continue looking at the obvious pity in his dark eyes, she quickly took a steady breath before looking back at the screens. "We just haven't found it yet. "Came her words, not knowing if she was saying it to console herself or make Jackson believe that the 100 weren't in trouble.
"Chancellor on deck." Came the sound from behind them and Jackson turned his head to look towards the doors. His knowing eyes looked towards Thelonious Jaha as he walked in and he felt Abby turn as well to greet the chancellor. Jaha looked along the screens, taking in the dark ones with sadness filling him. He knew that Kane was right behind him but wasn't aware of the looks that Kane and Abby exchanged. Abby looked towards Kane in defiance, as if tempting him to do something to her again. Where as Kane broke eye contact as if she weren't worth his time, his gaze instead went towards the screens to search out the images. Abby was quiet for a moment as she thought about what to say before she looked towards Jaha, knowing he was going through exactly what she was going through. Wells she had thought, the lovely and smart boy who was sent to Earth along with Clark and the ninety-eight other delinquents.
Jaha let out a shuddering breath as he noticed the red flashing over the black tile that showed his son, prisoner 325—Wells Jaha 'Transmission Terminated'. It seemed to flash and mock him, showing him that he had been so wrong about Earth. "My son." He had blinked in confusion; this couldn't be right. Wells had to be alright on Earth, he just had to be.
Abby glanced up to what he was looking at, looking at the blinking transmission and when she heard Jaha's words, "We sent them down to die" she quickly turned and vehemently stated, "No. We sent them down to live. To go to Earth to see if it was survivable so that all of us could live."
"Abby, stop." Came Kane's soft plea, he was worried about Jaha and he didn't need Abby to confront him in any way at this time. He gave her a sharp look before turning and speaking softly to his friend, "I know this is hard, but we don't have time for false hope." He paused to look towards Abby, as if daring her to challenge him before speaking again, "This space station is dying, and earth is not survivable. That is what the wristbands are telling us."
Abby was quick to challenge Kane, "We don't know what they're telling us yet. ", she looked towards Kane before making eye contact with her friend, "Thelonious, listen to me. Please trust me. For all we know, these kids could be perfectly fine, including Wells."
Wells let out an exhausted sigh as he finished spreading the dirt over the grave he had just finished digging, setting his shovel down as he looked at it in remorse. He quickly made a count of the two bodies he had buried, the two that had died upon the drop ship and quickly looked up towards the sky, knowing his father would blame himself. He would gather up the clothing he had taken off of the two, walking back towards the camp and the sounds of the kids with no rules. We need order… we need rules or more people are going to die came his thought, his head giving a small shake at the disorder. He looked over to his right, seeing two people in the middle of getting it on and instead looked forward and continued on into camp. He avoided some of the group that were doing some kind of violent tag.
"Hey... uh, where'd you get the clothes?" Came a voice behind him and Wells stopped to look towards Atom who was walking towards him, "Buried the two kids who died during the landing."
Atom was astonished that this privileged punk had a good idea, "Smart. You know, I'll take it from here. There's always a market for…." He had stated as he reached out for the boots only for Wells to pull them away. Confusion flickered in his eyes at the nerve of Wells, oh he wished Bellamy would allow him to slit his throat. But for some reason he refused, it was as if he was protecting Wells for someone.
Wells pulled the items away from Atom, "We share based on need, just like back home."
Atom looked at him in confusion as they broke apart and suddenly, they heard a masculine voice from behind them. "You still don't get it, do you, chancellor?" Bellamy stated as he stepped out of the drop ship without his shirt on. He was overheated from the play he had just completed with the girl, though he didn't feel any sort of satisfaction from it. He cockily walked down the dropship door; the gun tucked safely into his belt. Well, safety for him at least. He paused as he felt the girl that had just done what... pleasured him? Stopped and looked towards him. She was hot, and he liked a girl that knew she was hot but she wasn't the blonde spitfire that challenged him at every turn. He gave the girl a quick kiss, knowing it would piss Wells off at the lack of respect. Bellamy watched the girl walk away from him before turning and looking towards Wells, "This is home now. Your father's rules no longer apply." He stated as he took the last few steps towards the two and Atom took a few steps back to get out of Bellamy's way. Bellamy smirked as he walked up and grasped a shirt out of Wells' hands and instantly Wells was reaching back for it, but he knew Atom wouldn't let Wells get close.
"Oh, no, no, Atom. Atom, hold up." He stated out cockily, watching as the two parted and he held out the shirt tauntingly, "You want it back? Take it?" Bellamy stared at Wells, daring him to take it back from him and knowing that he needed this. Everyone was going against Wells for who his father was and if Wells didn't want to wake up with a knife in his throat, he needed to show he was tough.
Wells scoffed before turning and tossing the rest of the clothing into the center of a group of boys that were sitting around a fire. Almost instantly the boys launched themselves at the clothing, "Hey! This one is mine!" "No, give it!". Atom rolled his eyes and instantly went to join the fray to get something out of it and Bellamy stood there, watching the mayhem. Wells pushed his luck then, "Is this what you want? Chaos? "
Bellamy smirked as he started to pull the shirt on, "What's wrong with a little chaos?" Wells was distracted from saying anything else when a girl screamed from across the camp. Almost instantly they were all on heightened alert and looking to where the sound had come from. Bellamy frowned as he quickly pulled the shirt on, his thoughts on his sister and that spitfire blonde that played in his mind. He quickly walked with everyone else towards the sound, surprised when he found John Murphy holding a girl he didn't know over the flames of a fire, a stack of wrist bands laying beside him. Murphy looked up with a smirk, having trouble holding the girl, "Bellamy, Check it out. We want the Ark to think we that the ground is killing us, right? " He stated, looking at the large group of boys that were gathering and a little surprised to see Wells infront of Bellamy. "Figure it'll look better if we suffer a little bit first. "Came his explanation as he looked back at the girl he had trapped over the fire. He wasn't expecting Wells of all people to rush towards him and pushed him backwards to the ground with a "let her go!".
Bellamy looked on with dread pulling in his stomach, watching as Wells had knocked Murphy backwards onto the ground and he knew that Murphy wouldn't stand for it. Wells had turned to look at him with desperation in his eyes and almost pleaded with him, "you can stop this.". Bellamy looked at him in confusion as he spoke, "Stop this? I'm just getting started." A grin left his lips when Murphy surprised Wells with a punch to his face and the boys behind them started to chant "fight!"
Murphy let out a satisfied sound as he realized he caught Wells off guard and turned to slam his fist up into Wells stomach and then moved to punch his other fist over his head only Wells countered and swiftly moved out from the head blow to land his own. He then punched Murphy into his face, sending him jerking backwards till he collapsed back against the ground by Bellamy's feet. He braced himself and a moment later Murphy had launched himself up, lifting Wells from the ground and slamming him downwards. Both boys grunted with the force and Murphy pulled his arm back only to swing and punch Wells.
Bellamy looked on while the kids kept shouting "fight" and knew that this was getting out of hand. How could he control it and not look weak at the same time? The thought left him as Wells suddenly got the upper hand, turning Murphy and soon Wells was ontop and slamming his fists into Murphy. Murphy laid still while Wells got up, turning to look towards Bellamy and Bellamy felt pride fill him. At least Wells could handle himself since the entire camp hated him.
Wells breathed hard as he spoke, "Don't you see you can't control this?" He had stated while motioning to the boy laying on the ground, hot blood flowing from a cut at the bridge of his nose. He watched Bellamy's eyes and looked back only to see Murphy up and walking towards him with something in his hand. Hearing the "You're dead." Promise from Murphy made him instantly on guard.
Bellamy had to stop this, how would he be able to tell his Clarke that her friend had been murdered out right and too weak to live. He moved to be in-between the two that were facing off, knowing he couldn't completely stop this but he could even it out. "Wait." He stated as he looked towaards Murphy, knowing the boy respected him too much to go against his words. He then turned and looked towards Wells, hoping that he wouldn't have to tell Clarke that he let her friend get killed. He would pull out the knife that he had made from sharpened metal and tossed it down towards the forest floor by Well's feet. "Fair Fight".
It seemed the entire area started to quiet down with only the sound of murmuring and whispers between the kids that surrounded the makeshift arena. Wells took a step back from the knife, looking down at it with disdain but knowing he would need to pick it up and wield it if he wanted to survive. It looked up as Bellamy walked into his peripheral vision, turning his head to the right to make eye contact with the man then turned his head to look back at Murphy who stood with his blade clutched tightly in his right hand. Wells was confused when Murphy gave off a breathless laugh and he knew he would have to fight. He quickly bent down to get the knife and jumped to the side.
Bellamy looked on with trepidation as the two started to circle each other, watching as Murphy lunged twice towards Wells only for Wells to jump back quickly enough. Murphy started to slash upwards towards Wells, following him as he turned and making contact across Wells' upper left arm.
"AHH!" Wells stuttered out as he gripped the area where his arm and his chest met, turning to look towards Murphy.
Murphy grinned out, setting up for another attack as he shouted, "This is for my father!" He went to reach up, to yank Wells' head down so he could stab upwards only to have Wells block the blow, turning Murphy downwards and raising his own knifed fist upwards. They twisted and Wells pulled his hand upwards to hold the knife against Murphy's throat with him standing behind him. Both were breathing hard as Wells shouted at him, "DROP IT!" Bellamy looked on, knowing he would have to step in before either of them finally killed each other.
"WELLS!" Clarke shouted as she came upon the sight of her former best friend holding a knife to the throat of Murphy. Not that she like the guy, but that didn't mean that she wanted to see anyone killed for any reason.
Both Bellamy and Wells looked over to the edge of the ring where Clarke was quickly making her way to and Bellamy bristled to see that none other than Finn was behind him. Wait… where is O? Came his thoughts as he quickly scanned the woods behind him.
"Let him go!" She stated firmly as she looked towards both Wells and Murphy, walking up towards them quickly and she watched as Wells pushed Murphy away from him.
Bellamy stood off to the side, watching his little spitfire before he noticed that Murphy was pushing himself up again to run at Wells. "Whoa. Hey!" Bellamy rushed to block Murphy from getting close to Wells and the possibility of hitting Clarke in the fight. "Enough, Murphy!" He shouted, gripping Murphy and not letting him go. He heard a sound behind him only to notice his sister being led into the area with her arm around the Monty guy and her face showing what pain she was in. "Octavia, are you all right?" He rushed over to his sister, grateful when she pulled her arms around him and he lifted her up slightly to guide her to sit. Fear and worry thick in his voice as she answered with only a 'yeah'.
"Where's the food?" He asked in confusion, looking between the four as he gripped his sister to keep her from collapsing. He paused when he looked at Clarke's face, at the worried look that he saw there.
"We didn't make it to Mount Weather." Finn stated as he sat down, exhausted from the run back to the encampment and from the emotions of the day.
"What the hell happened out there?" Bellamy stated with anger starting to get thick in his voice. Not only did they not come back with food, but his sister was injured and Clarke wore such a face of fear that he wanted to go to her and hold her.
"We were attacked" Clarke stated, shifting on her feet softly as she looked towards Bellamy.
Wells blinked in confusion before looking towards her, "Attacked? By what?"
It confused everyone even more when Clarke turned her worried gaze towards him like she didn't want to tell him what she had seen, but it was Finn that spoke up, "Not what. Who." Finn glanced between Wells and Clarke, wondering if he would have competition for Clarke, "It turns out, when the last man from the ground died on the Ark, he wasn't the last Grounder."
Bellamy turned to his sister, his hand moving to touch her arm in concern at only what he could imagine was an attack on her. He turned his head towards Clarke as she spoke, "It's true. Everything we thought we knew about the ground is wrong. There are people here, survivors." Clarke paused, her eyes making contact with Bellamy's before she turned to address everyone else that was watching, "The good news is that means we can survive. Radiation won't kill us."
"Yeah, the bad news is the Grounders will." Finn stated softly to her, but loud enough that everyone in the area heard.
Wells was shocked, looking around at the area for a moment before he spoke in confusion, "Where's the kid with the goggles?" He looked on as Clarke's face took on a pained expression before she spoke, "Jasper was hit. They took him." Clarke let out a soft breath, looking at him and then at the knife in his hand before she noticed. His wristband. She grasped his arm and spoke to him, "Where is your wristband?" Wells brushed her hand off of him before he turned his accusing gaze back towards Bellamy, "Ask him".
Bellamy shifted his weight on his feet, looking towards Clarke and preparing for her argument against him. He felt his sister shift her startled gaze towards him and Clarke took a step towards him, "How many?"
"Twenty-four and counting." Murphy stated from the sidelines, pride making his voice thick as he lifted his head and looked towards her.
Clarke looked towards Murphy as the stupidity of what they were saying ran through her, she gave a small shake of her head before she spoke, "You idiots. Life support on the Ark is failing. That's why they brought us down here. They need to know if Earth is survivable again and we need their help against whoever is out there." Clarke quickly turned her head and looked around to the others that were looking on, "If you take off your wristbands, you're not just killing them. You're killing us!" She would then turn her gaze to look towards Bellamy, daring him to challenge her.
Bellamy felt the fear roll through him at what she said, but he couldn't act on it. He was a dead man if the Ark came down to Earth. "We're stronger than you think. "He stated, giving her a small chin nod before moving to address the crowd. "Don't listen to her. She's one of the privileged. If they come down, she'll have it good. How many of you can say the same? We can take care of ourselves. That wristband on your arm? It makes you a prisoner. We are not prisoners anymore!" Bellamy paused to look at the crowd, feeling satisfaction as the others started to agree with him and he turned to face Clarke again, "They say they'll forgive your crimes." He then turned back and raised his voice, "I say you're not criminals! You're fighters, survivors! The Grounders should worry about us!"
A course of 'yeah!' went out from the crowd as he turned back to look at her with a smirk of triumph in his eyes. Clarke met his eyes, shaking her head at the stupidity before walking away full of anger. Monty moved up beside her as he joined her pace, "What do we do now?"
"Now… we go after Jasper." She stated simply.
"Why are you here, Abby?" Jaha spoke as he looked up at Abby while she changed the bandages on his chest, "We both know that you could have sent an apprentice to do this."
"Kane's planning on a secret council meeting to vote on the culling. I need to know where you stand." She stated simply as she finished spreading out the bandage and looking up towards his face to gage his reaction.
Jaha sighed, he was so tired of this bickering and he just wanted to mourn his son alone. "I don't have a vote. You know that."
"They listen to you, Thelonious. "
"Well, you don't. "He challenged back as he opened his eyes and looked towards her.
Abby smirked as she picked up some of her tools, "I do when you agree with me."
"Now, Abby, the CO2 scrubbers are already failing. The symptoms of oxygen deprivation are everywhere, and worst of all in the children; they'll die first." He stated as if he were in pain at the thought of all those innocent children dying.
"You don't have to tell me that."
"Obviously, I do." He interrupted her with his eyes sternly looking towards her, "Unless we act to reduce the population, everyone on-board this space station will be dead in four months."
"We have acted. We put a hundred kids on the ground. We need to give them time—"
"There are seventy-six kids on the ground, Abby. Twenty-four of them, including my son, are already dead. "
"I don't think so." Abby said with as much strength as she could muster behind the words.
"But you have no proof." Thelonious answered quickly, cutting her off with pain and anger in his dark eyes. He saw her opening her lips to speak again but he spoke first, "Please…. Stop." He looked around for a moment, trying to control his emotions before he spoke again, "I understand your need to have hope for Clarke, but I am the chancellor of the ark, and hope isn't enough. Not when the end of the human race is at stake."
They were both interrupted by a sharp knock on the door and Kane opened it without permission, "You wanted to see me?" Jaha held up his hand to Kane, his eyes still locked onto Abby's and hoping that his words some how got through to her.
"Hope is everything, and the chancellor that I voted for, he knew that." She stated with tears thick in her eyes and her voice. She watched as Jaha looked away from her and she quickly shoved her medical supplies into the bag, "I'm done here."
Kane watched as she walked past him and through the opened door, his eyes searching over her figure before he looked back at Jaha. With a sigh he moved to close the door to the room.
"Stop studying me, Kane." Jaha stated, knowing Kane was watching him even though he wasn't looking at him.
Kane sighed, his hands behind his back as he contemplated and then took a step forward. "Who shot me," Jaha asked, wanting to know. Kane would keep taking those steps, but looked towards him as he answered, "Bellamy Blake, a janitor from Factory Station. He stowed away on the drop ship. We're still investigating who helped him."
Jaha thought about the man that had shot him, turning his head to meet Kane's eyes. "Who benefits most from my death?" He watched as Kane clenched his jaw, swallowing for a moment in thought. Kane took a breath before speaking, "If you have something to say, just say it."
There was a pregnant pause between each other before Jaha spoke, "You rushed to execute the woman who saved my life, and if I were dead, you would be chancellor now and Abby wouldn't be here to oppose you."
"I followed the law. I did my job." Kane stated reassuringly.
"You were the acting Chancellor and this job requires more than simply following the law. It requires knowing when not to." Kane shifted slightly before taking a step closer to him, "I had nothing to do with the attempt on your life, but I'm not surprised that it happened. You're too weak to do what now has to be done, and I'm not the only one who knows it." Kane looked him over for a moment before turning and heading towards the door to exit.
Clarke let some of the items she scavenged from the ship drop onto the metal grate, looking through them as she tried to banish the much aggravating Bellamy Blake out of her mind. How dare he talk down to her like that. Didn't he understand what was at stake if they couldn't talk to their people back on the Ark? She started to shove the items into the bag she had angrily, trying to get her mind off of how handsome he was or how she liked when he smiled and his dimpled chin showed. She needed to think and concentrate on one thing. Jasper. He needed her and she needed to get to him quickly. Clarke grabbed the only map that they had, folding it and pushing it into the bag as she took a second to breath through her panic. She didn't even respond at first when she heard the door to the dropship starting to open.
"There you are." Wells said softly, coming onto the platform where she was, watching as she turned her head quickly to wipe away her tears. Clarke sighed, strengthen herself as she pulled the bag back onto her shoulder and starting to stand. "When my father said they didn't leave us anything, he really meant it." Wells stated, trying to joke with her and at least get her to smile at him. Clarke turned towards him, as if to say something as she took in the bag on his shoulder. She gripped his arm, pulling him as she looked at the mark from Murphy's knife. Wells shook his head softly, "It's just a scratch."
"You're making friends fast." Clarke stated as she looked over him. She missed her best friend, but she was still so angry at him. "Keep it covered. It could get infected." Clarke looked over him and would give him a slight smile, "Nice pack"
"Yeah, seat belts and insulation." Wells stated, pulling on the strap that went across his chest softly. "I also packed part of the parachute, figured we could use it to carry out Jasper—"
Clarke looked over him before speaking, "Good. Give it to someone else. You're not coming with us." She stated as she started to walk away from him.
"My ankle is fine." Wells stated as he followed her towards the ladder.
"It's not your ankle, Wells, it's you." She was still mad at him, still wanted to yell and scream at him for what happened to her father.
"You came back for reinforcements. I'm gonna help." He continued as he followed her down onto the main level of the ship, ignoring Monty who was working on some kind of light fixture.
"Clarke, he's right. We need him. So far, no one else has volunteered." Monty stated as he turned to look towards her. Clarke sighed, feeling the weight of the world on her as she turned towards Monty, "I'm sorry, Monty, but you're not going, either."
"Like hell I'm not. Jasper's my best friend." He stated as he moved closer to Clarke, surprise and outrage on his features.
"You're too important. You were raised on Farm Station and recruited by Engineering," Clarke stated, looking towards him and hoping that he wouldn't hate her for making him stay.
"So?"
"So, food and communication. What's up here," She stated as she reached over and touched his temple softly, "It's gonna save us all. You figure out how to talk to the Ark and I'll bring Jasper back." She smiled reassuringly to him as he nodded softly.
"Hey. You ready?" She stated in surprise as she turned to see Finn standing there. He was always so close to her, invading her space. She didn't know how to explain to him that she wasn't interested in him. That compared to Bellamy he was just a boy…. But then he didn't sleep around like Bellamy was.
Finn looked astonished at her before speaking, "I'm not going anywhere, and neither should any of you." Wells stared baffled at Finn, looking towards to Clarke and then back towards Finn as he continued speaking, "That spear was thrown with pinpoint accuracy from 300 feet."
"So what, we let Jasper die?" Monty asked baffled.
"That's not going to happen." Clarke stated vehemently, looking towards Monty with a promise in her eyes. She then turned her gaze back towards Finn, "Spacewalker? What a joke. You think you're such an adventurer. You're really just a coward." Once finished, Clarke reached for her bag only to hear Finn's words, "It's not an adventure, Clarke, it's a suicide mission." Clarke still shook her head at him, unbelieving his nerve to say those words to her and looked towards Wells before she left the dropship. Wells scoffed softly before speaking to Finn, "Build a wall. Use the fallen trees. I'll watch out for her."
Finn frowned as he watched Wells follow Clarke, wanting to run after her and chain her to the floor if he had to. That was when he heard Monty speak, "Jasper looked up to you."
Octavia made a small cry as her brother slowly dabbed the wet cloth against the bites on her inner thigh. Bellamy was still pissed at whatever had gotten her, but he knew that she wouldn't respond to his anger. He spoke out as he looked at the marks, "What the hell was it?" Octavia made another sound before speaking, "I don't know. The others said it looked like a giant snake." Bellamy listened to her as he started to tie the clean cloth around her thigh to keep dirt from the wounds. Bellamy looked up into her eyes before he spoke, "You could have been killed."
"She would have been if Jasper didn't jump in to pull her out." Clarke stated as she started to walk towards them, feeling a thrill when Bellamy paused to look back up towards her. Get a grip, Griffin, he is not for you.
"You guys leaving? I'm coming, too." Octavia stated as she started to push herself up off of the log, not caring what Bellamy had to say. Bellamy shook his head as he touched her arms, "No, no. No way. Not again."
"He's right. Your leg's just gonna slow us down." Clarke stated softly, hating to agree with Bellamy but knowing he was right. "I'm here for you." She stated as she looked towards Bellamy. Bellamy turned his head quickly, looking towards her in surprise while Wells spoke behind her, "Clarke, what are you doing?"
Clarke ignored him, keeping her eyes locked with the deep chocolate brown of Bellamy's as she spoke, "I hear you have a gun." She watched as he looked down simply and lifted his shirt just enough that she saw the handle of the gun sticking out from where he stuffed it in his pants. Ignoring the part of her that wished he would show her more of his tan skin. "Good. Follow me." "And why would I do that?" Bellamy answered, following her with a turn of his head.
Clarke, clearly surprised that he asked her that turned and met his eyes once more, "Because you want them to follow you, and right now, they're thinking only one of us is scared." Her eyes searched his own, noticing when his widen at her words and she knew she had struck a nerve.
Bellamy looked her in the eyes, listening to her before he shot his gaze up towards Murphy and back towards Clarke. She was right, of course his little spitfire princess was, but he wouldn't admit to that any time soon. "Murphy. Come with me. Atom? My sister doesn't leave this camp. Is that clear?"
"I don't need a babysitter." Octavia protested quickly. Bellamy ignored her, turning to look towards Atom as he came up beside him. "Anybody touches her, they answer to me." He waited long enough for Atom to look him in the eyes and then nod in acknowledgement. "Let's go." He stated to Murphy, turning and walking in the direction that Clarke and Wells had just gone.
Octavia stood and started to walk after him only for Atom to grab her arm and gently guide her back to face the camp. "You're staying here." Octavia pulled away slightly to look up at him, "I'm gonna make your life a living hell." She promised with a smirk and a nod as she walked towards the drop ship and left Atom standing there staring after Bellamy.
"Those guys aren't just bullies, Clarke," Wells protested as he kept up pace with her, "They're dangerous criminals."
Clarke smirked slightly before she spoke to him, "I'm counting on it."
"Since when are we in the rescuing business, huh?" Murphy asked from behind Bellamy as they followed the princess into the woods.
Bellamy smirked softly at that, watching the way Clarke's hips swayed in a natural way as she moved, "The Ark thinks the prince is dead. Once they think the princess is, too, they'll never come down." He grinned as he saw her turn slightly as she walked to make sure he was following. Don't worry, Princess, I'm right behind you. "I'm getting that wristband," he promised Murphy quietly, "even if I have to cut off her hand to do it."
Back on the Ark, Raven Reyes was just finishing the seal upon one of the outer layered pipes, her gaze shifting to look at the blue and green planet of Earth, not knowing that Finn was down there this very instant. Once she made sure that the seal was in place, she pushed herself back, tugging on the cord so that the others in engineering could real her back in. Reyes felt her feet press firmly to the ground and the airlock doors swished closed, once they did, she would start to lift her helmet off of her. "Damn it, Raven. Wait for pressurization." Her supervisor fussed from the other side of the airlock doors. Raven sighed with a smile on her lips once she pulled off her helmet, "Sorry, boys. Places to go." She would toss her helmet at the supervisor who she knew looked over her like she was a piece of meat. Whatever got your rocks off, as long as you know I'm not attainable. Raven thought as she smirked towards him. "Did anyone notice there's no damage to 'B' dock?" She asked as she continued to get the heavy spacesuit off of her. "'B' dock's restricted. You know that." Her supervisor stated, helping her unlatch and unbuckle parts of the suit. "What, they'll float me for looking?" Raven asked with a soft laugh on her lips. "Guys, come on. An Exodus ship was launched. "She stated, looking between her two co-workers in confusion, "You're not curious about that?"
"It was not launched. It was ejected." Her supervisor said as he pulled something else off of her, "according to engineering, a routine maintenance accident forced them to eject." Raven shook her head slightly, "A maintenance accident hat didn't cause any damage? That's a lie and you know it."
"Fine. Well, if that doesn't stir your tank, how about this?" Raven stated as she stepped towards the corner of the room and removing her space suit jumper to reveal her sports bra and her bottoms. "Why would they build a dropship in the first place?"
"Just slow down, all right? We need to check your vitals."
Raven smirked, "I'll save you the trouble. I feel good." She stated as she pulled the black tong necklace towards her with the metal made raven on it. Slipping it over her head so the raven rested between her breasts as her coworker spoke, "Prison visiting day. Tell lover boy I'll pay him the two days' rations I owe him when he gets out." Raven smiled, licking her lip as she spoke to him, "It was three days. Hey, stash my gear. I'll come back for it later."
"Ok, Raven, stop. Lockup's been quarantined." Her supervisor spoke to her kindly, "there's some kind of virus. There's no visitation for at least two months. Sorry." He added in when he saw the hurt on her face.
"Hey, I saw that. You cheated." Octavia stated as she tossed the stick at the other boys that were playing with her. Was she pissed that she couldn't join her brother and friends to find Jasper? Yeah, but she was still having fun with being around people.
"Hey, guys, the wall's not gonna build itself." Atom stated, looking on the trio with contempt, his gaze going towards Octavia. The boys looked at each other and moved to get up while Octavia spoke, "Walls won't stop what's out there. We need weapons." Atom walked closer towards her as he spoke, "So build weapons. Look… your brother wasn't kidding about that. He'll hurt them." Octavia rolled her eyes as she spoke, "Come on. We were just talking. You're too hot to be my brother's bitch."
Atom shook his head as he spoke, "I'm no one's bitch."
"Mmm. Good." Octavia stated as she looked away from him and pushed herself up to stand and looked straight up into his piercing blue eyes. "Then prove it." She then walked away and walked towards the first person she saw. "Come with me." She took the guys hand, leading him into the dropship and up to the second level which was more private. She sighed as she looked back at the guy who was climbing up the stairs with her breath catching. She watched as he was yanked down and grinned with satisfaction as Atom started to climb up. "Nobody's bitch, huh?" She stated to him with a smile on her face, "Maybe one of these days you'll realize you can't control me."
Atom smirked to himself, "You know, that guy you were with? Did you know he was in for murder?" Atom paused as he saw the fear starting to register on her pretty young face, "You want to know something funny? I'm actually protecting him from you." Before Octavia could react, Atom dropped from the ladder and pulled the hatch door closed, twisting the bar to lock it in place to keep her above him.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Octavia yelled as she followed, though was too slow to stop the door from closing and locking. "What are you doing?!"
"Consider yourself controlled." Atom called from below her.
"Is this all you got? They locked me under the floor for sixteen years just for being born!" She shouted as she slammed her hand down against the door again. "This is nothing." She stated as she tried to control her panic and her rapid breathing of being, once again, trapped beneath metal.
"Ahem. You want to keep it down?" Monty called from the other side of the dropship. He smiled when she turned to look at him, "I'm trying to concentrate." Octavia sighed, but followed him towards the area he was in to see what he was about.
"Attention. The mess hall will be closed from 2100 hours to 0800 hours for maintenance." Came the voice over the intercom as Abby and Jackson walked into the area for their dinner. Jackson looked towards the area and was surprised to see Kane in the back corner with people. "Abbey… Kane is lobbying for votes. We should too."
Abby sighed, walking up to the window and scanned her card in order to get her rations. "We'll have our chance at the briefing." She stated before walking away towaards a table with her meager rations, her thoughts turning to that of Clarke. Was she getting the nutrients that she needed?
"Excuse me! Dr. Griffin!" Came a voice behind her as a young woman started to walk forward. Raven was glad that she finally caught up to the doctor, speaking quickly to her. "I have a question about the quarantine. My boyfriend's in lockup. I went to go see him. Instead, I saw an opened air duct. Now, if there really was a virus, wouldn't you move to contain the airflow?"
Abby, clearly impressed with the girl answered, "The virus isn't airborne. That's why the ducts are open."
"Can you tell me if he's ok?" Raven asked softly, fear for Finn building deep inside of her. "I can't. I'm sorry." Abby stated softly to the girl. Raven closed her eyes, giving a small shake before she spoke, "No, you're not. First the dropship, now this. The council's hiding something, and I'm gonna find out what it is."
Abby and Jackson watched as the girl turned and walked away, Jackson was astonished at the audacity from the girl and would quickly look towards Abby. "Ballsy kid." He simply stated. "Yeah. Reminds me of someone." Abby stated, still watching the corridor where the girl had just disappeared.
"Hey, hold up." Bellamy called towards Wells and Clarke, clearly not liking just how far ahead Clarke was getting from him. How could he protect her if he couldn't see her? "What's the rush? You don't survive a spear through the heart." He stated, trying to play off the emotion he could clearly see in her face.
"Put the gun away, Bellamy." Wells stated, trying to step in between the two and Bellamy had the sudden urge to level him. Did he? No. He knew Clarke wouldn't appreciate that. He watched as Murphy suddenly shot forward, turning Wells around quickly, "Well, why don't you do something about it, huh?"
Clarke sighed as she stopped, turning to look at the trio. "Jasper screamed when they moved him. If the spear struck his heart, he'd have died instantly." She stated, looking straight up into Bellamy's eyes for a response. "It doesn't mean we have time to waste."
Bellamy reached out to grab her right hand quickly, feeling the heat from her even through the jacket. He tried to play it off, showing he didn't care as he stated to her, "As soon as you take this wristband off, we can go." He smiled towards her when she jerked her hand out of his hold. His eyes holding onto her's and wishing that he could have grabbed her hand once more. Make her not pull away from him.
Clarke had been surprised when his hand reached for her own, stopping her from turning. Her lips had parted for a small gasp but it was more of the fact that Bellamy was actually touching her. Granted, it was through all of her clothing but he still was touching her. Anger filled her at his words, at the challenge in his eyes. "The only way the Ark is gonna think I'm dead is if I'm dead." Clarke moved up closer to him till they were almost touching as she spoke again, "got it?"
Bellamy smirked softly, taking a small step back from her to avoid from reaching down and dragging that beautiful face up towards him for a kiss. "Brave princess." He moved closer to say something else only to hear Finn from behind him, "Hey, why don't you find your own nickname?" Great, now he is here. Bellamy bristled as he looked behind him at the spacewalker gaining on them and felt anger welling in him.
"You call this a rescue party?" Finn asked as he came up to the group and looked towards Clarke. Clarke looked thankfully to him, even if he was always around. "Got to split up, cover more ground."
Bellamy smirked at him, astonished at the very words coming out of his lips and then looked towards Clarke as Finn added, "Clarke, come with me." Bellamy turned his head to look at her, silently pleading with her to choose him over the boy. He watched as Finn took her hand and started to lead her away, Clarke looking back towards him with a slight regretful look before she turned her attention to following Finn. "Better late than never." She simply stated to him, though she could feel Bellamy's eyes on her as she walked.
"I like to think so." Finn stated as he turned his head and looked back to catch Bellamy staring after Clarke. He shifted closer to Clarke, warning Bellamy away from what he saw as his Earth girl. His Princess. Bellamy pressed the gun back into the small of his back, smirking as he started to walk to keep up again with Murphy and Wells following behind him. After a few more hours of walking, Bellamy noticed that Wells was staring after Clarke and Finn with a wistful look upon his features. Great, another play for Clarke, but at least Wells would be better than Finn. "Guess we got more in common than meets the eye, huh?" He stated jokingly towards Wells.
"We have nothing in common." Wells stated as he looked away from Clarke and paid attention to where he was walking.
"No? Both came down here to protect someone we love. Your secret's safe with me." He stated with a smirk as he kept walking, "'Course, for you it's worse. With Finn around, Clarke doesn't even see you. It's like you're not even here."
Monty pressed the small metal piece against her wristband again as he spoke, "He may not be my real brother, but he's always been there. Every memory I have, there's Jasper." He stated, frowning as he played with the device. "I should be out there." He stated wistfully and his voice thick with regret.
Octavia watched him with sympathy before speaking, "You're not gonna cry, are you?"
Monty sat frozen for a moment before a smile broke across his lips, "Shut up." The both laughed for a moment before he set himself back at the task at hand. "You sure about this? You brother won't approve of you helping us to contact the Ark."
Octavia sighed as she had to explain everything once again, "He's not my keeper. Let's just do this. Let's do it." She nodded towards him bravely, watching him toss down the device in confusion. She watched as Monty picked up a crowbar instead, pressing it against her soft wrist and up under the wristband. "Ahh" Octavia grunted out as she looked down at the sight, feeling the pain of the device and the crowbar, not knowing that the device had small needs pressed deep into her skin. "Ow! Son of a-" Came her cry when the device fell off and her hand moved to rub her abused wrist.
"Sorry." Monty whispered, quickly grabbing the wristband to see if his theory worked and praying the device stayed on. The both watched as the small blue lights on the ends of the probes slowly faded away, showing that the device had lost all power. "Dead. Damn it."
"Ugh… if we can't take the damn thing off then how can you think to turn it into a radio?" She stated as she kept rubbing her sore wrist. They both looked over to see the door open and Atom looked towards them. Monty smirked, "Go on, I have work to do." Octavia grinned, quickly getting up to follow Atom. "Hey Monty…. Jasper would understand why you stated."
Monty thought about it for a moment, knowing that she was right. "How is someone raised beneath the floor not a total basket case?"
Octavia scoffed as she looked at him, "Who says I'm not?" They both grinned at each other and she soon disappeared down the ladder. She turned quickly when she heard Atom's voice, "It's because he loves you. You're brother. You're not a basket case because you were loved."
"Yeah, I'm a lucky girl." She stated softly to him.
"I'm not saying I had it worse than you, Octavia, because I didn't. But you have someone who would do anything for you. I envy that." He stated as he looked over her and then back up towards her face. He made eye contact with her once more before he nodded, turning and walking away from him before he did something stupid enough to get him on Bellamy's bad side.
"I've been thinking about Mount Weather. How come they didn't attack until Jasper crossed the river?" Finn asked as he kept walking along with Clarke, feeling that he was on top of the world that Clarke had chosen to walk along with him instead of anyone else. "It's not like we were being quiet and they didn't know we were there."
Clarke thought about it for a moment before she would speak to him, "They waited for us to cross. The river's a boundary." She stated as if she just had an eureka moment of clarity.
"Which means Mount Weather is off limits."
Clarke scoffed as she shook her head, "How are we gonna get those supplies? What are we gonna do for food?" She watched in confusion as Finn suddenly took off in a trot, Clarke thinking for a moment before she turned to follow him. She frowned as he stopped to lean against a tree and she would look to see what he was so enthralled by. "Wow" she whispered, shocked to see such a beautiful waterfall with a small wading pool underneath. It was as if something had jumped from her dreams to be placed right in front of her. "Well, at least we don't have to worry about water." They looked at each other before both of them started to walk towards the water. Clarke watched him as he started to wade in and she started to fill up her water bottle, wishing that a certain tall, dark and scary was there instead of Finn. Clarke watched as he splashed water over himself and then against her. "Come on, Finn, we don't have time for this."
"Clarke, we have been hiking for hours. We need to take a break."
"I'll take a break when we find Jasper." She stated, baffled that he could be so unaffected by what had happened when Jasper had taken his spot in crossing the river first. "Come on." She stated to him, not noticing the way he looked at her as he reached forward towards her hand. He watched her before pulling her into the cold water.
"No. No. Finn! Dammit Finn!" She called out as he pulled her into the cold water. She was shocked for a moment and then the sensation of weightlessness filled her. "Oh… okay, maybe a moment." She stated with a soft chuckle."
"I know why you are so hell's bent on finding Jasper. Why you're always taking care of everybody else."
Clarke scoffed softly, "Now you sound like my mother." She sighed as she looked down then looked up towards him, "No. Go on. This should be good." She challenged softly, "The delinquent psychiatrist."
Clarke watched as Finn looked down towards the water and she almost smirked in triumph that he didn't have an answer. That was until he said the five words that filled her with such sadness, "You couldn't save your father." Clark looked at him in shock for a moment before looking away, kicking herself once again for walking away with Finn and not sticking close to Bellamy. Maybe even Murphy would have been better company than Finn. When she looked up to say something that was when her blood froze. There, on the other side of the pool they had just been enjoying was the bright red evidence of blood. Clarke quickly walked over to it, looking at all the blood over the rocks and then up towards Finn. Among the water and rocks, she found something to chill her blood, lifting up the black goggles with fear in her voice, "Jasper. He was here. We should get the others."
Finn looked around for the moment and then squatted to collect some of the blood upon his fingers, feeling the slight lukewarm texture which meant they weren't that far behind them. "We're close."
Bellamy walked through the clearing and towards the sound of rushing water, staring in amazement at the sight of the water rolling down the worn stone of the mountain. He took in the sight till he looked over and saw Clarke staring at something within her hands and the sight of blood. "Murphy." He stated, quickly trudging into the pool of water, not even taking a moment to enjoy the sensation of it as he rushed to Clarke's side. He tilted his head to look down into her eyes only to see the fear that made it seam like he had swallowed lead instead of saliva. "Clarke" He stated softly, his hand going to the small of her back before he saw all the blood. His eyes meeting the trackers before he nodded, "Everyone quiet from here on."
Jackson looked towards his mentor with worry in his eyes as he spoke, "Abby, we have to stop. The council votes in thirty minutes."
"Then we have thirty minutes" Abby countered softly, still typing into the machine for some kind of evidence that the kids were all right on earth. "Anything from engineering?"
"Nothing good. According to Sinclair, even if we sent a signal down, the wristbands weren't designed to receive, so the kids wouldn't even hear it."
Abby shook her head quickly, "There's got to be something we missed, something that we haven't thought of."
Both of them jumped at the sound of a clang, looking around the small room which should be empty save for them. Jackson sighed and rolled his eyes, "Great. What's falling apart now?" Abby shook her head, walking over towards the air vent, typing in her pass code to access the ladder. She gasped when she saw the girl from the lunchroom earlier, reaching out to grasp her arm. "Hey! Hey!" After a moment of struggling to pull the girl's ankle back she succeeded in getting the girl into the room. "Apparently you have a thing for air ducts." Raven stepped into the room, rolling her eyes at Abby.
Jackson looked on baffled as he spoke, "I'll call security."
"They're not dying." Raven stated out quickly as she looked towards the boards. She watched as both of them stopped and looked towards her. "What are you talking about?" Abby asked her with an incredulous look on her features.
Raven looked over the screens and the names of everyone there, looking for that of her boyfriend before she spoke. "All that's being sent from the ground?"
Abby looked at the young girl that reminded her too much like herself, looking down to pick up the wristband and held it out towards Raven, "Transmitted by these."
Raven took the device, turning it over in her hands as she surveyed the item and the machinist of it. She smirked after a moment and looked up towards the doctor. "They're taking them off."
Jackson was confused when she said that, "What? Why would they do something so reckless?"
Abby thought about it for a moment before she scoffed, "Because we told them not to." Raven smirked, nodding towards her.
Octavia sighed as she sat outside and made herself as busy as possible, scrapping the metal upon a stone to sharpen the blade. She noticed as Atom walked up the trail towards her with a cup of water in his hand. She looked surprise as he stopped in front of her and offered her the cup, slowly she reached out to accept it and felt their fingers brush together. A soft look past between them before he walked away. Octavia drank the water and was going to set it down when she saw a beautiful, neon colored butterfly. "Hello, beautiful." She reached out to touch it, to make sure it was real before the butterfly lifted itself up wards and started to fly away. Octavia dropped the items she had, quickly starting to follow it as she murmured, "Hey, where are you going?"
Atom was busy lifting items to use for the wall and when he turned to glance towards Octavia, he was shocked to find that she was gone. Great, Bellamy was going to kill him for loosing his sister. He quickly dropped the wood and rushed along the path where she had been sitting, following the sounds of her giggling. Octavia watched as she found a nest of the glowing butterflies. She held out her arms, shocked as the things slowly moved to settle upon her skin. She slowly turned, watching them float as she looked up towards Atom. She made a small sound when Atom suddenly leaned forward and pressed his lips to her own. He moved back just as quickly and Octavia searched his eyes for a moment before leaning in to press her lips against his own again. Her hands moved over his shoulders and the back of his neck while he clutched her body to his own. Octavia allowed herself to enjoy the moment before she pulled back, looking up into Atom's eyes and worried he would be angry with her that she didn't want to do more.
Atom chuckled softly to her, "Don't worry. We've got nothing but time." He smiled reassuring to her as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against her own once again. Their fingers laced together as what seemed like thousands of glowing butterflies fluttered around them.
"Hey, how do we know this is the right way?" Murphy asked as they kept following some none existent trail.
"We don't. Spacewalker thinks he's a tracker." Bellamy stated, his eyes shifting to Clarke and feeling such jealousy as she stared after Finn. He moved around the group so he could be on the other side of Clarke now, taking the place of Finn so she would turn to him instead of the boy.
"It's called 'cutting sign'. Fourth-year Earth skills. He's good." Wells spoke up, his eyes looking around at the tree line as if something would jump out at any moment.
"You want to keep it down or should I paint a target on your backs?" Finn asked from the front of the group, his eyes scanning for any sign. He slowly reached out to a broken branch, watching the way it sat and he glanced down to the ground where he saw small droplets of blood. Clarke would slowly squat down next to him, looking at what he saw as well.
"See?" Bellamy stated as he moved closer to Wells, his eyes upon Clarke and the way she stared mystified at Finn, "You're invisible."
They all turned their heads when they heard a sound which sounded almost like a moan coming from the distance. "What the hell was that?" Murphy asked as the group stood frozen for a moment. "Now would be a good time to take out that gun," Clarke stated as she stood back up and took a step back to be closer to Bellamy. He didn't want to make a big deal out of it, but he felt as if his chest was filled with pride in knowing that she chose him above the others. The group started to rush forward through the underbrush with Finn in the lead and they all were shocked to see the sight before them.
"Jasper," Clarke whispered as she looked towards what seemed to be a large oak tree without any leaves upon it. Jasper was tied up against the tree with what looked like hundreds of sharpened poles sticking out of the ground around him. From where she stood, she could see how weak and tired he was, but also that instead of a spear in his chest he had some kind of bandage. "Oh, my god."
"Clarke, be careful." Bellamy stated as she started to rush forward towards Jasper. He stored his gun behind his waist again as he moved to catch up with her. "Jasper?" Clarke called out again, ignoring Bellamy and the others with her sole thought of getting to Jasper the only that mattered.
Bellamy quickly fell into step right behind her, looking on in shock as he spoke. "What the hell is this?" It was sudden when they heard a snapping sound and he only took his eyes off of Jasper a second to see Clarke starting to fall. He acted on instinct, quickly reaching down to grasp her arm which just happened to be the one with the wristband.
Clarke cried out as she felt herself free falling into a pit only to feel an arm grasping her own. She looked up in shock to see Bellamy's face above her's, her wide eyes meeting his own soulful ones as she saw the fear that flashed there. Her fingers curled as best she could around his forearm, feeling his pulse that started to beat rapidly while he looked down into her own.
"Clarke! Get her up!" Finn yelled from somewhere behind them, but both Clarke and Bellamy seemed to not be listening. His eyes locked with her own as anger over her stupidly of rushing and fear over her predicament warred with each other. Blue eyes met brown for a moment and Clarke could swear she felt something like a currant move through them both.
"Pull her up!" Came a shout at his side as suddenly Finn, Murphy and Wells had moved to help anchor him to the ledge over the pit. Though he needed the help in pulling Clarke up from the pit, he was aggrieved to feel other hands joining his own around Clarke's forearm. Clarke stared up into Bellamy's eyes, even when she felt Murphy grasping her forearm under Bellamy's hand and Finn's hand moved to reach for her other hand. With all of them working together they were able to pull her upwards with Murphy reaching to help pull her up the remaining way. They all fell backwards with the force exerted in pulling her up and Clarke found herself laying flat upon Bellamy's chest. Her shocked blue eyes looking into his large brown ones, her ears hearing nothing but some kind of buzzing sound. "Clarke! Clarke!" She heard from a distance, unable to take her eyes from Bellamy's at the moment. After a moment she felt Bellamy break the contact by sitting up and helping her to sit next to him, completely out of breath as he stared at her. Clarke was trying to keep her heartbeat under control as Finn fell to his knees beside her, "Are you okay?" "Yeah," she murmured, turning her head to look up to Bellamy as he stood. His hand flexed as if he hurt himself, but she could swear he looked down at her with regret that he couldn't touch her. Finn helped her stand up and she instantly met eye contact with Bellamy once more, giving him a small nod of thanks.
Bellamy's nose flared as he panted, looking towards Clarke and trying to reconcile with the fact that he almost lost her. He was sure she hated him, but the look that she gave him reassured him that maybe, just maybe it wasn't all hatred.
"We need to get him down." Clarke muttered out as she stared up at Jasper, trying to brush off the fact that she had almost perished in one of the most horrible ways imagined.