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A/N: Clarke's POV. Some of it will be from Octavia's POV.

Clarke: Day 5…

Clarke woke up that morning, tired than she went to bed. The night before came rushing into her mind as soon as her eyes opened up. She couldn't shake the image of Murphy in her dreams, so it wasn't a surprise that was the first thing in her mind when she woke up.

They found Murphy beaten and bleeding outside the gates. Nobody was aware how he managed to get there or why he was in that shape. He was in no condition to explain anything. They dragged him into the med bay and patched him up as much as they could. Clarke inspected his wounds and most of them were healing already. The injuries were consistent of prolonged torture, which meant he had been captured for a lot longer than yesterday and she couldn't tell what they used on him. She cleaned all the wounds as well as she could and used the paste to the wounds. Since they had already dried up, she wasn't sure how much use it would be. She also applied some of the aloe vera gel to soothe the pain he was probably experiencing.

Then came the argument of what to do with him. Everyone's emotions were running high, so she tabled that discussion for the morning after everyone had time to process recent events. Murphy was isolated in the med bay and under guard by order of Miller as a precaution. Clarke agreed to that and left it at that, last night. She knew once she stepped out of her tent, she would need to face the discussion with the rest of her inner circle.

As expected, when she left her tent, others were already up and moving around closer to her tent. When she stepped out, they all turned and stared at her. She gave a sigh and nodded her head towards the dropship, where they can go and discuss the choice. She led the way without a word and saw others walking behind her.

Her first order of business was checking on Murphy. He was still unconscious and his pulse was irregular. Probably from the injuries his body was trying to heal. But there was nothing serious she could see to concern her. She checked the wounds she had wrapped last night to see if they were still bleeding and satisfied at the progress of their healing, re-applied the paste and wrapped them with new clean clothes. She left Murphy still lying in the cot as she walked back to the people waiting for her inside the dropship.

She could see Finn and Raven standing in front with Octavia and Miller on the sides. Monty and Jasper had also joined them standing in the back, not sure if they were wanted or not. Clarke smiled at them as a way of welcoming them and she saw them relax.

"Clarke. We need to talk about what to do with Murphy there." Miller started the discussion. Clarke sighed and nodded in agreement.

"I think we should give him a second chance. To prove himself." Finn voiced his opinion. As always, he wanted to show compassion which was his nature.

"It's a big risk. He was banished for a reason. I may not have been here when it happened, but I have heard the stories." Raven said, looking at Jasper and Monty who looked embarrassed at being the ones who told her. "To let him in now without knowing where he was and how he was injured is a big risk."

Clarke couldn't help but understand Raven's point of view. In a way, it was true. Murphy was banished for leading the mob that led to the death of the young child Charlotte. But from the signs, it has not been a pleasant experience for Murphy to be out alone. A thought in her mind went through. Is this what Bellamy is also facing, living alone in the woods? But then she remembered what Octavia told her last night. Bellamy is in Lincoln's village which meant he was safe. The panic she felt at the thought of Bellamy experiencing this kind of torture settled down. She couldn't explain why she felt that and she pushed it further into her mind. There was no time for that now.

"He was in the woods just like Bellamy." Finn pointed out while Clarke was lost in her thoughts.

"So?" Octavia asked in a tone that was borderline threatening.

"If Bellamy showed up here, will we be questioning his motives or will we let him in?" Finn asked Octavia pointedly and stared at Clarke. It was like he was asking her something non-verbal and she didn't understand the question.

"First of all, Bellamy wasn't banished for a crime. And second, he didn't threaten anyone in the camp by his actions. He left on his own and when he comes back, I will knock you out before you say anything against him." Octavia openly threatened Finn this time.

Finn for his own sake, realized that the threat was serious and backed off. He ignored Octavia's glare and stared at Clarke instead.

"What do you think Octavia?" Clarke asked the girl trying to get her to focus without jumping at Finn. She wasn't sure what will happen if she did. She knew Raven will be protecting Finn, but she was mixed on what she would do. Protecting Finn would mean supporting what he said and she didn't agree with his assessment on Bellamy. She also didn't want to get on the bad side of Octavia either.

Octavia huffed to control her anger before answering. "I think it's a risk. He was probably tortured by grounders for information and he may have told them everything about us. Letting him in now means giving him more information that he would probably reveal again." Clarke nodded with her assessment.

"We vote for not killing too." Jasper and Monty shouted from the back and Clarke smiled at them. They may be the relaxed bunch of her inner circle goofing around even with the threat of the grounders looming. But she could count on them.

"Ok. So, let's compromise. We keep him isolated in the med bay until his wounds are healed. We find out anything he could tell us about the grounders and what he experienced. Once he is better, we send him out on his own." Finn seemed to agree with her decision. Octavia wasn't convinced and Miller definitely didn't agree. Raven seemed to nod to agree with her for now. Jasper and Monty definitely was happy with the no killing choice.

"What if he refuses to leave?" Miller asked the question. Clarke took a moment to think it through. "Then we kill him." Miller seemed to be satisfied with that.

As a doctor, she couldn't let herself kill someone even if they were a threat. She is worried that this may end up being her weakness as she led her people into the war with the grounders. But she couldn't find it in her to kill or throw Murphy out in his condition without helping him.

"Oh my god!" Raven's alert voice brought her back to focus on her. Raven had a shocked expression as she pointed towards Clarke. Clarke couldn't understand it at first.

"Your eyes." Raven said and Clarke raised her hand to touch her eyes. When she pulled it back from her face, she saw blood coming from her eyes.

All of a sudden, a dizziness came over her. She felt the ground move and shake, as her head started spinning. She thought she heard yelling around her, but she couldn't focus. She tried to stay on her feet, but the ground was moving so much that she felt herself slip. She suddenly felt pressure in her arms holding her and helping her steady. She looked up at the eyes of Miller staring down at her and Octavia hovering over her face with concern. She felt herself being dragged along and she let them, because she couldn't feel her legs anymore. She felt them pushing her somewhere and her back made contact with fabric and she realized she fell into the cot in the med bay.

There were lot of noises around her, but she couldn't focus on any of the voices. Her head felt very heavy and she lost conscious.

- 100 -

Octavia was lost. She didn't know what to do. They were talking in the dropship about what to do about Murphy. Clarke decided to treat him and get information from him, which made strategic sense but came with a risk. But then Clarke started bleeding from her eyes and started to fall. Octavia jumped catch her before she fell and Miller also caught her on the other side. They both held her and when Finn tried to help, Raven pulled him back saying there were enough people to help. Octavia couldn't help but agree. She has seen how Finn has been following Clarke like a lost puppy while his girlfriend was standing right next to him. It made her feel sorry for Raven. She was glad that her initial crush on Finn faded away fast, because she would hate to be in the position Clarke or Raven was in right now.

Once Clarke was settled on the cot, they didn't know what to do. She was the doctor in the camp. She may have shown the ropes to a few people around the camp. But nobody could diagnose anything yet. They just waited until she gained conscious. When she started to cough up blood, everyone in waiting panicked. Octavia reacted first and used a wet cloth to wipe her mouth and cleaned up the blood. Clarke was still unconscious. Octavia knew well enough that coughing while lying on the back is risky. So, she pushed Clarke to her side so if she coughs again, she will spit it out without it getting stuck in her throat.

Soon, she started to hear coughing outside the dropship. The group walked out to see many people around the camp coughing and some were already passed out on the ground.

Raven took action, organizing the sick to be brought into the dropship while keeping others outside. Octavia having seen Clarke treat people, remained in the dropship helping people coming in. One by one, the numbers kept increasing. Soon, the dropship was out of space and people were put on the floor with Octavia, Jasper and Monty helping the sick. Somehow, none of them got sick.

Octavia saw Murphy stirring as he woke up. She moved to him to check, in case he attacked. She didn't want Jasper or Monty to be near if he attacked. But Murphy seemed too weak to be able to do anything.

"Wat… Water?" He croaked. His throat sounded raw. Octavia moved and got him water to drink.

"What happened?" Murphy asked when he saw all the bodies inside the dropship.

"Don't know. Some kind of sickness." Octavia said looking around.

"Can I help?" He asked. Octavia looked at him, unsure. "You should rest. You just woke up from your own injuries." She pointed out.

"I'll be fine. I just want to help." He told her. She believed him as he sounded sincere. But she was wary of him as well, having seen his cunning side before.

A noise from behind caught both their attention. She moved quickly and saw that Clarke was waking up.

"Clarke!" she exclaimed with relief when she saw her.

"Water." Clarke asked and Octavia gave her the water she was holding that she gave to Murphy before.

"What happened?" Clarke asked. Octavia had trouble explaining to her as well.

"A lot of people fell sick. We don't know why or how. Some of us are ok for now but we don't know for how long. We need you." Octavia said helplessly.

Clarke struggled and sat up from her cot. Her body felt like it was held up by threads, but she had to help her people. There was no time for her to recover.

She walked to the nearest body and inspected them. She checked the eyes and saw the blood she saw in her own, before she fell unconscious. The coughed-up blood had coagulated in the cloth next to the head. She could tell it was some kind of haemorrhagic fever that is being spread. But it was too late to contain now. They had to ride it out. She hoped it was not life threatening.

"Is anyone's condition worse than this?" She asked Octavia. Octavia nodded and pointed to a corner. Clarke moved there and as she neared them, she realized that a few had already died. There were no movement in their chest as sign of them breathing. She double checked their pulse for a slim hope she was wrong, but unfortunately she wasn't.

She checked others whose coughs were stronger and more violent. She felt helpless to do anything.

"Did anyone contact the Ark? Was my mother able to suggest anything?" Clarke asked Octavia.

"Raven contacted them. Abby told her that she can't diagnose infection without being here. She suggested to keep everyone hydrated and ride it out." Octavia replied. Clarke nodded in agreement. That is what she would suggest as well.

"We need help. We need someone who may know about this." She turned towards Octavia. "We need Lincoln."

Octavia looked at Clarke, surprised. This is the first time Clarke voluntarily asked for Lincoln.

"He may know what this disease is. He may already have a cure. I need you to go and find him." Clarke told her. Octavia nodded and sprinted out the dropship door.

Clarke watched her move out of the gate and prayed that she didn't fall ill on her way out. She knew Bellamy will never forgive her if anything happened to his little sister. And truth be told, she wouldn't forgive herself either.

"Hey" A voice from afar called out to her. She turned around and saw Murphy now standing from his bed.

"You're up." She said surprised. In all this chaos, she forgot about the banished member of the delinquents.

"Yes. Thanks to you. Can I help?" He asked. Clarke looked at him trying to decide. But in the current situation, any help is useful. She nodded.

"Keep everyone hydrated. Feed them water. Get some from the collection tanks." She instructed. Murphy nodded and moved to assist.

Clarke found Finn near her cot. He seemed to have fallen sick, sitting there waiting for her to wake up. She checked on him to confirm he wasn't at risk of dying before feeding him water. She took care of the rest in the dropship with Jasper and Monty and Murphy before stepping out. The camp was in disarray with a lot of people having fallen sick and stayed where they were. She moved around checking at them. She found Miller sitting near the gate, unconscious. His coughing and bleeding were lesser and she made sure he was on the ground to his side before getting him some water. Raven was at the communication tent probably talking to Ark and she was bleeding from her eyes, but didn't pass out yet.

When she got back to the dropship, she found Jasper and Monty has been helping people who had started to wake up. Some had not and their condition was worsening. She hoped that Octavia came up with a cure.

- 100 -

Octavia ran through the woods to the place where she normally met Lincoln. She hoped she will find him, because she didn't know the way to his camp.

As luck would have it, Lincoln was waiting for her in their cave. She ran into his arms and hugged him tight.

"What happened?" Lincoln asked her, noticing her panic.

"Some kind of sickness has spread around the camp. People are bleeding from their eyes and dropping like flies." She told him in a rush.

Lincoln immediately started to check Octavia for any signs of bleeding. Seeing none, he let a breath of relief. At her questioning glance, Lincoln looked conflicted. He knew what Octavia was talking about and if it was what he thought it was, it's bad for the Skaikru.

"Did anyone new come into the camp? Did Bellamy arrive?" Lincoln asked.

"My brother?" Octavia asked confused. "No, he didn't. I thought he was at your village?" She questioned.

"He left around mid-day. I thought he was coming to your camp. Maybe he will come tomorrow." Lincoln informed her. Octavia was surprised, but that conversation could wait for now. Her immediate concern was what was happening in the camp right now.

"Do you know anything about the sickness? Is there a cure?" She asked him.

"I have heard of this sickness. It is usually spread onto the enemy, before an attack. A person is infected and returned to the enemy hoping to weaken them." Lincoln told her.

"Weaken? Then why are people dying?" Octavia asked. She had seen people die before she left.

"Weaker people will die. The strongest ones will not get sick. Like you." Lincoln told her. He sounded proud that Octavia was not sick. She felt flattered that he thought of her as strong.

"Is there anything we can do to help them?" She pleaded desperately.

Lincoln shook his head. "There's no known cure. Some herbs may help them endure, but it is delaying the inevitable. They'll be weak when the attack from Anya comes."

"What can we do? How can we survive?" Octavia asked. Lincoln shook his head.

"Not all of you can. But you can. Your brother can. I can get you both safely across to the east to the sea. There's a clan that I trust who can take us in. We'll be safe from Anya's attack."

"I can't let them get killed. I must find my brother." Octavia told him. She needed to find Bellamy.

"I'll wait for you here tomorrow. You can warn them and then you need to leave. With or without your brother." Lincoln told her. He hoped that both Octavia and Bellamy will come with him. He needed to take them away from Anya's attack and he can't bring them to his village.

"I'll come back. I promise." Octavia assured him.

"Let me help you find those herbs." With that, Lincoln and Octavia left the cave in search of the herbs.

- 100 -

Clarke had lost fourteen of the delinquents by the time Octavia came back.

"Did you find Lincoln? Is there a cure?" Clarke asked her in a hurry. Octavia shook her head negatively.

"He gave me these herbs that could help endure the sickness until it passes. It's not deadly for everyone, he said. They use it to soften the enemy before the attack." Octavia informed her.

"Attack?" Clarke asked shocked. She knew it was coming but she didn't realize it was immediate.

"Lincoln wasn't sure when. But he wanted to warn us and tell us to prepare." Octavia told Clarke as Clarke worked on grounding the herbs.

"Here. Give this to everyone sick with water." She passed it to Jasper and Monty, who took it from her and ran towards those who were still sick.

"Did he say anything else?" She asked Octavia, when she was able to focus back on her.

Octavia looked towards Murphy, who was still helping others in the med bay. Understanding her non-verbal signs, Clarke held onto her arm as they walked out of the dropship.

Once they were away from the earshot of dropship, Octavia started to speak.

"Lincoln thinks that Murphy could be the one who brought the sickness. He said, they usually released a prisoner after infecting them into the enemy to weaken them." She told Clarke.

"Biological warfare. I suspected as much." Clarke said dejectedly. She suspected the coincidence of Murphy showing up and a sickness spreading the very next day. But she had no proof as Murphy didn't have any of the symptom others had.

"Was there anything he said about the attack?" She asked Octavia again. She was desperate for anything to survive the oncoming attack. At their current state, they can't defend let alone attack the army that will be coming.

"He said Bellamy is on his way here." Clarke was surprised at that news. It wasn't what she was expecting. "He said if Bell wasn't here already, he will come tomorrow." Octavia stated.

Clarke couldn't help the flutter inside her stomach at hearing that. Somehow, the news of Bellamy coming back gave her a boost of strength and energy that made no sense to her. It was as if his arrival alone was like an army coming as backup.

"Oh." That was all she was able to say. She couldn't express the volume of emotions rushing over her.

"Lincoln said there's a clan by the sea that could take us in. Not all of us, but some of us. He offered to take Bellamy and me with him tomorrow before Anya attacks." Octavia told Clarke about the offer she got from Lincoln.

"Anya?" Clarke asked confused.

"Didn't ask Lincoln, but seems like she's the leader of the attack." Octavia explained what she assumed. She didn't have much time to ask Lincoln all the questions.

"Do we know why she's attacking?" Clarke asked. Octavia scrunched up her face realizing she never asked Lincoln that question.

"I didn't ask. But it's too late now anyway. We need to prepare." Octavia stated. Clarke looked around and realized that was the truth.

"Hopefully we will have enough people recovered to mount a defence. With Bellamy here, maybe we will have a chance at fighting back." Clarke said hopefully.

"You're right. Let us hope." Octavia said and walked towards those waking up.

Clarke moved to the communication tent and found Raven passed out from the sickness. Clarke made sure she was safe and fed her water before moving around checking others.

- 100 -

It was well into the night when everyone started to recover from the fever. Clarke was tired beyond expression. Lincoln's herb stopped any further deaths by the fever and everyone was recovering in various stages. Those who had recovered first, helped dig out the graves in the back of the camp for those who died. Next to Wells and others who had died before. Clarke stood there looking at all those who died feeling responsible for their deaths.

"Hey." A voice from behind called out. She turned around and looked at Finn approaching her.

She didn't reply and turned back to stare at the graves sullenly.

"It's not your fault Clarke." He told her. Clarke chuckled sadly.

"I'm the doctor here." She said as a point of fact.

"But that doesn't mean you can save everyone." Finn argued.

"I know that. But these deaths were pointless. They died for no reason." She told him. A death should have meaning and the deaths in front of her had none.

"That's the result of a war." Finn pointed out. Clarke could hear the slight judgement in that tone. Her eyes narrowed as she listened.

"We'll have more deaths if we carry on fighting the grounders." Finn continued.

"We're not fighting them. They're attacking us. We don't have any choice but to fight back." Clarke said angrily.

"We could find a different choice. Make peace with them." Finn argued.

"How Finn? Should we just walk to their camp and ask for peace? Tell me how." Clarke turned all her anger at him and his ridiculous notion.

Finn stayed quiet. He didn't want to argue with her. He came to console her and arguing is not going to help.

"Come here." He said and tried to pull her by her arm toward him. Clarke stood her ground, not moving. He tried to pull her stronger and she snatched her arm away from him.

"I just need to be alone right now." Clarke told him and walked away. Finn shook his head in disappointment at making peace with her. He turned towards the gate back to the camp and saw Raven standing there. From her angle, she should have been able to see everything.

Raven stared right at him and Finn started fidgeting.

"Hey." He said awkwardly.

"You didn't come." She stated as a fact. Finn looked at her confused.

"When I fell sick, you didn't come." She told him. Finn could hear her disappointment at the tone.

"Oh. That's because I was sick too." He pointed out.

"Yeah. You got sick waiting on Clarke to wake up. It's what Octavia and Jasper and Monty were doing." Raven's voice started to rise up.

"Because she's the doctor. She needed to be ok to look after others." Finn knew it was weak as he argued. He knew Raven could see the underlying reason.

"Even after you woke up, you didn't come to check on me. Clarke came. Octavia came. Even Jasper and Monty came. Where were you Finn?" Raven asked voice breaking.

"Raven, I love you." He told her, hoping that would make everything ok.

"No, you don't. Not really. Not the way I want to be loved. Not the way I deserve to be loved. You don't love me like that." Raven stated as tears started to well up in her eyes.

Finn stood there unable to say anything. Because he knew what she was saying was the truth.

"You love her like that. And I can't wait around until you choose. So, I am deciding now. It's over." With that, Raven turned around and walked to her camp.

Finn stood there processing what had happened.