Bellamy walked with Clarke to find Finn to inform him of their plan. She had barely spoken to Finn since the massacre, finding it difficult to see him and not envision the bloodshed he'd caused in her name. Bellamy glanced at her, but didn't try to offer comfort or whatever words he was holding back. He just continued leading with her.

"Hey." They walked up to where Finn and Murphy were leaning against a piece of the Ark. "We're reinforcing all defenses. Doubles on the perimeter. No one's getting past that wire."

Finn nodded, missing that the words were supposed to be a comfort not an order. "I'll see where they're thin." Bellamy held up a hand.

"No. You should stay inside. B corridor will be easier to defend if it comes to that."

"I'm not gonna hide."

"Right now, we have to think about keeping you safe," said Clarke. Finn looked at her with his big round eyes, and she tried to not scowl so she looked up at Bellamy. "I'm gonna talk to Lincoln." Bellamy nodded and dragged Finn away.

"Hey. Any orders for me, Princess?" called Murphy.

She turned to see him holding a gun, and remembered seeing him holding the same gun in Lincoln's village. With Finn. A surge of anger she couldn't take out on anyone else flooded her system. "Yeah, stay away from me."

"Just trying to be helpful."

"You were with him at the village," pointed out Clarke.

"I tried to stop him," retorted Murphy, pointing at his chest with the hand not holding the gun.

Clarke narrowed her eyes. "Not hard enough."

She turned to walk away, but Murphy called after her. "You know, you want to start blaming people, Clarke? He was out there looking for you."

Clarke froze, the guilt that she'd been drowning in this past week starting to fill her lungs. She took a deep breath, then turned to Murphy. There was a reason he had been with Finn when Bellamy and Clarke had arrived. Murphy was one of the 100 and he'd been turning to Bellamy as his leader since the beginning. He may be a jackass most of the time, but Clarke trusted Murphy. And the guy didn't deserve her spite for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"You're right." Murphy narrowed his eyes. She nodded in the direction Bellamy had gotten off to. "Follow Bellamy, tell him I sent you, he'll give you something to do." Murphy nodded, a bit dumbfounded, but Clarke headed to medical for the comfort of Octavia's company.

This ended up being of little help once Lincoln started talking.

"She wouldn't let the rest of her people die to protect a murderer. If you don't do this, she will kill everyone in this camp. Finn took 18 lives. The commander's offering to take just one in return. Take the deal." He advised Clarke.

"How can you say that? Finn was the first person to come to you to offer peace. He's you friend." asked Clarke. She was searching for justification, grasping at fickle reasons to save Finn at the cost of more of her people.

"He massacred my village. Some of the dead were my friends, too."

"But that wasn't Finn," argued Clarke. "You know that's not who he is."

"It is now. We've all got a monster inside of us, Clarke, and we're all responsible for what it does when we let it out."

Clarke and Octavia exchanged a glance, and the younger girl placed a hand on the blonde's shoulder.

"What will they do to him?" asked Abby.

As Lincoln described the horrific way in which Finn would die if they gave him up, all Clarke could think was that it was her punishment that was being described, not Finn's.

When he was finished, Clarke walked into the hallway. She leaned against the wall and placed her elbows on her knees, breathing deeply. Octavia followed her out, leaning against the wall while Clarke gathered her thoughts.

"Finn did this- this horrible act of violence, in my name. All because I've strung him along, knowing that he thinks he is in love with me."

"Strung him along?" scoffed Octavia, pushing off the wall to stand in front of her. "Clarke, you told the guy having sex was a mistake, that isn't stringing him along." She shook Clarke's shoulders a bit. "You're being ridiculous putting the blame on yourself. Finn is an adult, and he made an adult decision when he pulled the trigger."

It was a little rougher than most comfort Clarke had received, but so very Octavia. That didn't mean Clarke thought she was right, that this whole mess wasn't her fault, but it had her standing up straight again.

"I'm going to go find your brother."

"Good," Octavia moved towards the door, back to Lincoln's side. "Bell will get you out of your head faster than I can."

After leading Finn to a safer part of the Ark ship, Murphy and Bellamy went to find Raven. Before they did, the Grounder's began their chant, and then Chancellor Kane showed back up. The council went into meeting and Murphy, Bellamy, and Raven waited impatiently outside. Eventually, Abby exited and was bombarded by their questions. Questions she only answered with "It's being handled."

"They're floating him," summed up Murphy.

Then, it was the 100 against the Ark, again. Bellamy was beginning to wonder if this camp would ever feel like the Dropship, and if these people would ever be his too.

Raven and Murphy split up to gather supplies and get ready to cut the power for the gate. Bellamy went to gather Clarke and Finn. He knew the Spacewalker mattered to Clarke, remembered seeing them the night before Raven showed up, and the surprise on Clarke's face when they brought Raven back to camp and saw the couple embrace. Watching her fret and worry over him, touch Finn's shoulder and urge him to stay alive wasn't the most pleasant thing Bellamy had ever watched. But he wanted Finn alive too, and he'd do anything for Clarke.

They decided to split up to make sure the Grounders didn't see a group leaving. Clarke agreed to go with Finn despite Bellamy's protests. He hated that he was right, struggling not to curse as he saw Finn enter the Dropship with Clarke limp in his arms.

"What happened?" Bellamy rushed over as Finn gently put Clarke in the old hammocks. He leaned over her, brushing the hair out of her face to see blood.

"A grounder hit her in the head."

"I need a bandage, a wrap, anything." Murphy shot up to grab the supplies then returned to hold her head in place. Bellamy wondered if the boy was helping him because he too could hear Bellamy's heart racing.

"Clarke, can you hear me?" Bellamy felt for a pulse like he'd seen her do. Finn was again losing it by the doorway. "Come on, Princess. Open those blue eyes," he whispered. Clarke groaned and Bellamy started breathing again.

Clarke's eyes parted and sought out Bellamy. He reached down to cup her face. "Bell…"

"You're okay. You just need to rest, Princess."

Bellamy looked to Murphy, who was still holding Clarke's head, watching Bellamy. Finn and Raven had left the room, and neither had taken their guns. Murphy saw Bellamy register this, and moved to guard the dropship. Bellamy decided to wonder about the boy's change of heart at a different time.

Clarke was out for another hour, long enough for all of them to start worrying and pacing. Bellamy stepped outside to check with Murphy on their defenses, leaving Clarke for only a moment. That was when the Grounders found them, making it known they were there, but not coming any closer. He shouted for Raven and Finn to come out. He was both relieved and a little sick when he saw Finn and Clarke exit together.

"They're not moving any closer," observed Murphy after they retreated into the dropship.

"Staying out of range. Probably waiting until it's dark."

The two turned away from the door and faced the others. Bellamy took in Clarke's pale, bloodied face and her determined stance next to Finn.

"If we hit them now, at least we'd take them by surprise," pointed out Murphy

"We don't even know how many of them are out there," argued Clarke.

"Got any better ideas, Clarke?" Bellamy elbowed Murphy.

"We'll give them something," suggested Raven.

"All they want is Finn." Murphy nodded to the silent Spacewalker

"Finn wasn't the only one at the village."

Murphy didn't pick up on her meaning, but Bellamy stepped closer to him. "What are you talking about," asked Clarke. Raven faced Murphy.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," complained Murphy, holding his hands up. "Raven, I came here to protect him. You were the one who wanted me to come! You…" Murphy stopped, Raven stared at him, unmoved. Murphy gave a dangerous chuckle, stepping around Bellamy and up to Raven. "That's why you asked me to come along."

"Enough Grounders saw him at the village. They'd believe he was the shooter." Raven tried to convince the group.

"You, sick bitch." Murphy shook his head.

"Raven, you don't mean this."

"You know what they do to people."

Bellamy and Clarke tried to reason with Raven. Bellamy wasn't giving up Finn and he wasn't giving up Murphy. They were both his and Clarke's people, it didn't matter what they'd done in the past.

Raven raised and aimed her gun at an unsurprised Murphy. "Drop your gun."

"Go to hell, Reyes," Murphy deadpanned, stepping up to the barrel.

Clarke stepped forward, shoving Murphy out of the way and grabbing the gun from Raven's hands. "Put it down, Raven. Murphy is one of us, just like Finn. We're not giving Finn up and we're not giving Murphy up." Raven tried to fight the gun back from Clarke, but Bellamy pulled Clarke between him and Murphy and Finn yelled at them all to stop.

"They've got us surrounded. The only thing we can do is stay and defend this place."

This declaration was followed with Finn finally growing a pair and giving them orders. Bellamy allowed it only because he was tasked with watching the gate with Clarke. The gate he watched from as Finn later gave himself up to the Grounders.

Clarke stared at the field of Grounders from the gates of Arkadia. A few people down from her. Bellamy and Octavia were still trying to talk to Kane about getting Finn out of there. Raven was pleading with Abby to do something. Only Murphy stood silently with her. From a hundred to six, soon to be five.

Fire. Amputating his hands. His tongue. His eyes. A cut from everyone that grieves. And death by the Commander's sword if he lived through all of that. Finn's punishment for loving Clarke.

One glance was all it took for Bellamy to follow her. Murphy moved to Bellamy's side, Octavia to Clarke's and Raven followed behind. As they approached the gate, Clarke slowed. She could feel their eyes on her, waiting to hear her grand plan. But she had no intention to share it, not when the Blake siblings would never let her enact it.

"O, I need you to go to Lincoln, if he is still too weak to move, stay with him, if not bring him out here." Though confused, Octavia nodded and ran into the Ark. Clarke watched her go until Bellamy stepped in front of her, scrunching his eyebrows at her.

"What are you doing, Princess?" he asked, seeing past the cold exterior she was building now that she knew Octavia wouldn't be watching. There was nothing she could do about Bellamy, though hopefully he would find a way to forgive her.

"I'm going to talk to the Commander, alone."

Clarke turned away and headed for the open doors of Arkadia's gates. No one was watching for people leaving, no one was watching anything but the setting of Finn's execution.

"Clarke."

She sidestepped Bellamy's outreached hand, knowing his touch would be enough to convince her to let him follow her down to the Grounders. And this time, he couldn't go with her. He'd try to stop her, step in for her like Finn had already done.

Raven caught up to them, saving Clarke from finding an answer. "Clarke, give me your hand." Raven slipped a thin knife up Clarke's sleeve and held onto Clarke's wrist to emphasize her words. "If she won't let him go, kill her. Things'll go crazy, and we'll grab you and Finn."

Bellamy was already shaking his head. "No, they'll kill you before I can reach you."

Clarke nodded at Raven and gave Murphy a look. Murphy reluctantly nodded, he and Raven turned and stopped Bellamy from following her. Clarke knew he wouldn't make a scene, not when the Ark guard and her mom would stop this real chance at saving Finn.

"I'm sorry." Clarke heard Raven tell Bellamy. "You would ask the same of me if it was her down there."

She exited the gates and began jogging towards the army.

Clarke knew the Commander would never release Finn. It would show weakness and the hold on her people would weaken. Clarke was a leader, and had someone killed eighteen of her people, she knew she was not strong enough not to seek revenge. Knew she was going to take it on the Mountain Men. So, when the Commander refused to free Finn, Clarke said what she had come to say.

"I'm a killer. I've killed Grounders before. I burned three hundred of your people. I slit a man's throat and watched him die. I am soaked in Grounders' blood." She spewed the truth to the Commander, hoping the lives she'd taken could save the life of the boy that loved her.

But Lexa was not moved. "A leader does what she must for her people. Finn is guilty."

"Finn killed those villagers in my name!" exclaimed Clarke, her cool exterior breaking as her plan failed. "I should die in his place. He did it for me."

"Then he dies for you, Clarke of the Sky People."

Amongst the Sky People, the remnants of the 100 stood close together. Raven was valiantly trying to keep her eyes dry while Murphy and Octavia stood with stiff backs on either side of Bellamy. Once she'd discovered Clarke had sent her away to protect her from witnessing whatever she was planning, O has been pissed, but not enough to dampen the worry.

Bellamy didn't know what to feel or think. All he could managed was to clutch the note in his pocket to keep from shaking, never removing his eyes from the lone blonde head. Clarke was in the middle of a Grounder army, with a single knife to kill the Commander.

He was going to lose her.

"If you ever hold me back from Clarke again, I'll kill you." Bellamy turned to stare at Murphy. Octavia turned to, both Blakes glaring at the delinquent. Murphy met Bellamy's eye, but his bravado was missing. "You don't have to listen to anyone but me, remember that?" Murphy straightened up and nodded.

"What is she doing?"

Bellamy swung his head back around to focus on Clarke. She was running to embrace Finn. Bellamy tried to see what was going on, tried to plan for whatever Clarke was telling Finn.

"Oh," breathed Murphy as Finn's head dropped onto Clarke's shoulder.

Bellamy understood a beat later, taking a breath as Finn lost his. He grabbed Raven's shoulders, who didn't see what had been done until Clarke stepped away. Finn's head didn't raise back up.

"No!" Raven fell, but Murphy and Bellamy caught her. "No. No. No!"

Down in the Grounders camp, Clarke looked up, hearing Raven's screams. She hadn't let him hold the burden for her, and he thought this one may crush her.

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