"Holy shit." Reigna sighed, watching from the entrance of the dropship as delinquents scurried around, attempting to gather a few of their belongings and essentials before rushing into the dropship to wait out the storm coming through. Behind her she could hear Raven frantically attempting to contact the Ark from her makeshift radio. Clarke, who had been standing beside Reigna silently walked away to softly comfort Raven while Reigna stayed where she was. Glancing down, Reigna took note that her arm had steadily slowed down bleeding. The constant flow diminishing to a slow drip off the tip of her pinkie finger. She had sneakily changed the wrappings around her arm around five times, tossing the bloodied cloth outside the dropship into a nearby bush hoping that Clarke, Octavia, and Bellamy wouldn't notice the gash on her arm that would definitely need stitches once Finn was safe.
"Please… Calling Ark station… The hundred are alive." Reigna heard Raven's voice repeat for the millionth time as she turned around.
"This is a restricted station. Who is this? Please identify yourself." A voice came through the radio, making Reigna's eyes widen in shock. Both Clarke and Reigna rushed to Raven's side as she shakily replied.
"This is Raven Reyes. I'm from Mecha Station. I'm transmitting from the ground. The hundred are alive. Please, you need to get Doctor Abby Griffin right now." Raven spoke quickly into the radio.
"Hang on, Raven, we're trying to boost your signal." the voice replied before they heard strong static. The delinquents behind them were all beginning to mutter and whisper amongst themselves. Raven turned around to look at Reigna and Clarke.
"You should talk to her." Raven said to Clarke, meaning Abby. Clarke nodded and Reigna moved to the side so Clarke could be closer to the receiver.
"Raven? Are you there?" Abby's voice came through the radio. Clarke hesitated before taking a deep breath.
"Mom? It's me." Clarke replied.
"Clarke?" Abby's voice sounded shocked through the static. Clarke let out a breath through her nose, ignoring the shock in her mother's voice.
"Mom, I need your help. One of our people was stabbed by a grounder." Clarke informs Abby. Reigna backs away as Clarke speaks to her mother, pushing through the crowds of delinquents to the entrance of the dropship. The wind outside was howling and borderline destroying camp as a few more delinquents were working to secure and hide anything that wouldn't be able to fit inside the dropship during the storm. Reigna spotted Octavia carrying two more buckets of Monty's moonshine and ran out into the rain to help her with one.
"Thanks, Reign." Octavia huffed once they reentered the dropship, whipping her wet hair out of her face.
"No problem, O." Reigna replied, moving to set the bucket next to where Finn had been placed on a table.
"How's your arm?" Octavia asked, placing her bucket down next to Reigna's before gently grasping the older girl's hand.
"When did you-" Reigna started in shock before Octavia interrupted her.
"I saw him cut you. I figured you would have gotten it patched up by now so it at least wouldn't be bleeding." Octavia said with furrowed brows, seeing that blood was still slowly dripping off Reigna's hand onto the floor.
"It's a bit worse than I thought it would be. I'll get Clarke to patch me up once they get Finn figured out." Reigna said with a deep breath, pulling her hand away from Octavia once Clarke began to walk over. She sniffs one of the buckets quickly and immediately recoils at the smell.
"I really hate that we have to use this." Clarke's voice portrays concern as Octavia shrugs.
"Pretty sure no germ could survive it." Octavia says flatly. Outside thunder roars and causes the flaps over the front of the dropship to wave wildly.
"Storm's getting worse." Reigna noted, mostly to herself.
"Monroe, close the doors." Clarke called out.
"But we still have people out there." Monroe replied.
"Yeah Monty and Jasper aren't back yet." Octavia continued.
"Neither is Bellamy." Reigna spoke up, surprising herself.
"It's okay, they'll find somewhere to ride it out." Clarke responded to both of them before Raven called Clarke over to her. Octavia eyes Reigna for a moment until Clarke was out of earshot before speaking.
"I didn't think you and Bell were on good terms."
"We aren't. The only reason I was so compliant yesterday was because I was worried about the only Blake I care about." Reigna sent Octavia a smirk, which she returned, before walking away to gather wire for Finn's stitches. Reigna joined Clarke and Raven beside Finn while Octavia was gone, watching as Clarke anxiously cleansed her hands with Monty's moonshine.
"Tell me you got this." Raven said to Clarke, watching her with eagle eyes as Clarke looked over Finn's wound. She didn't respond.
"Hey they're back!" A delinquent called from the hoarde in the dropship.
"Bellamy!" Both Reigna and Octavia called at the same time, Reigna stepping around Finn's makeshift operation table while Octaiva climbed down the ladder with the wire for Finn's stitches. The two guys behind Bellamy dropped the grounder on the floor.
"What the hell are you doing?" Octaiva asked angrily, making her way over to where Bellamy was standing.
"It's time to get some answers." Bellamy replied, casting his gaze to Reigna, who had back away when Octavia approached him, standing against the ladder.
"Oh you mean revenge?" Octavia asked him, an accusatory tone to her voice.
"He means intel. It was both of our idea, O." Reigna spoke up finally, looking at Octavia briefly before looking at the two guys behind Bellamy, "Get him upstairs."
"Bellamy. Reigna. She's right." Clarke tried to reason with them before being interrupted by Abby's voice coming through the radio. Clarke looked down at the grounder for a moment before looking between Bellamy and Reigna.
"Look, this isn't who we are." Clarke pleaded and Reigna shrugged dismissively.
"Might have to be now." Reigna spoke, her face passive before she turned to climb the ladder, "Upstairs, now." She said one more time before climbing up.
-0-
"Get your shit together." Reigna growled, twisting her knife between her fingers as she watched Mbege and Miles struggle to chain up the now awake grounder.
"You heard her, tie him up tighter. The last thing we need is this bastard escaping because you screwed up." Bellamy echoed Reigna's thoughts as the two of them paced in front of the grounder who was now securely chained to the wall by his wrists. Reigna heard a soft gasp behind her and spun on her heel to see Octavia climbing though the hatch in the floor.
"Octavia-" Reigna started, seeing the horrified expression on her face. Bellamy turned after hearing Reigna's voice, sending Octavia a halfhearted glare.
"Octavia, get out of here." Bellamy stepped in front of her as she was walking toward the grounder.
"I told you he was protecting me. You two didn't have to do this." Octavia spoke, not sounding as angry as Reigna thought she would.
"This isn't about you." Reigna responded shortly, feeling strangely hot despite still being soaked from the rain. As Bellamy spoke to Octavia, Reigna unintentionally zoned out of their conversation. Swiftly pulling off Murphy's jacket and tossing it on top of a storage box. Pulling a long piece of fabric out of her pocket, she ripped up a piece long enough to contain her hair and pulled it back tightly in a ponytail to keep her hair off her neck. The fuzz in Reigna's mind began to dissipate as Octavia was forced down the ladder and the hatch shut above her.
"Reign?" Bellamy's voice broke through the fog, "Your arm-"
"Is fine." Reigna interrupted him, "I am kinda… Are you warm too? Or is that just me?" Reigna asked mostly to herself, subconsciously tightening the wrapping around her would, her bleeding having finally slowed to a decent rate, but still occasionally dripping.
"Are you sure Clarke doesn't need to look you over?" Bellamy's hand between her shoulder blades made her jolt.
"Don't touch me, Blake. I'm fine." Reigna hissed, not forgetting that she still hadn't forgiven him for Murphy's banishment.
"Figure out how to get something out of him, sitting around and staring at him wont do us any good."
-0-
Just as Bellamy began to interrogate the grounder, the dropship was thrown to the side, causing Reigna to tumble off the box where she had been sitting, trying to catch her breath. Slowly picking herself off the floor, Reigna groaned and rubbed her forehead, her thoughts growing cloudier by the second. Before she could gather herself, she felt strong arms under seize her elbows and hoist her back onto her box. Bellamy's voice sounded years away despite the fact that he was standing right in front of her.
"What the hell was that? We under attack or not?" He called out to Drew as he climbed back up the ladder. Reigna was too out of it to hear Drew's response but since Bellamy didn't go sprinting downstairs, she assumed everything was fine. Reigna felt Bellamy's hand press against her forehead and the back of her neck before she swatted him away with heavy arms. She heard him huff and mumble something she didn't catch before walking away. Even though she was sure she was sweating, she felt a chill run through her body. Clenching her fist, Reigna rose to her feet just as Clarke made her way into the upstairs room of the dropship.
"Get the hell out of my way." Reigna barely heard Clarke's voice through the fog in her head.
"Let her in. I'm going down anyway." Reigna stumbled through her words, nudging past Drew and Clarke and carefully made her way down the ladder. Reigna was hoping it would be cooler downstairs but she was met with equal if not hotter temperatures as soon as she got off the ladder.
"Fuck." Reigna muttered, stumbling towards the discarded buckets beside Finn's bedside. Reigna barely took note that the knife had finally been removed from Finn's torso.
"Reigna?" Raven's voice barely reached her ears as she dunked a discarded piece of clothing in the cool water and threw it over the back of her neck.
"Reigna. You're burning up. What's wrong." Raven asked once more, her tone firmer.
"Nothing! I'm fine. Stop asking." Reigna slurred, having to steady herself on a nearby table once she stood. Her head spinning from the sudden movement.
"Your cut looks really bad. Let me get Clarke, she needs to clean it." Raven spoke quickly, moving toward the ladder.
"Raven stop. I'm fine!" Reigna attempted to grab Raven's arm but fell short. Reigna took a step to follow her but her mind was elsewhere. Reigna opened her mouth to call out to Raven but nothing came out as Raven watched in shock as Reigna's eyes rolled back and she fell back hitting the floor and behind her Finn's body began seizing.
-0-
"Clarke! Finn's seizing and Reigna passed out! I think she might have hit her head!" Raven called up to her, rushing to Finn's side and nervously glancing down to Reigna's limp body. Clarke and Bellamy both rushed down the ladder, Octavia emerging from the group of people still downstairs.
"What's wrong with Reigna?" Bellamy asked, rushing to her side, Octavia following suit.
"I-I don't know. She came down when Clarke went up and was slurring her words and was burning up. That cut on her arm looks really bad too." Raven's voice shook as she told them.
"Get my mom on the radio." Clarke urged, holding down his shoulders.
"I can't. Interference from the storm." Raven responded, looking ready to cry. On the ground, Octavia bundled up some of the discarded clothing and carefully placed it under her head. Octavia watched as Bellamy hesitantly scanned over Reigna's arm before getting an angry look on his face.
"Stay with her." Bellamy nearly growled to Octavia before stalking back to the ladder, climbing up and closing the hatch under him. Octavia sent a nervous look over to Clarke who was still holding down Finn's shoulders as he seized.
"Make sure she's still breathing, and if she starts seizing hold down her shoulders like i am." Clarke spoke to Octavia.
"But what's wrong with them?" Octavia asked nervously, holding her hand under Reigna's nose and letting out a small sigh of relief when she felt her gently exhale.
"I don't know." Clarke said quietly.
-0-
"It stopped, Raven help me move him on his side." Clarke spoke quickly to Raven. On the floor, Octavia was gently wiping down Reigna's flushed skin with a wet cloth, checking periodically for a pulse and her breathing. Occasionally Reigna's breathing would quicken and become uneven, but would return to normal sooner than later. Octavia had removed the multiple strips of cloth Reigna had tied around her would to see the full scope of the cut.
"Fuck, Reign…" Octavia muttered, seeing the skin around the cut turning a sickly yellow color.
"God he's burning up. Octavia, how's Reigna?" Clarke asked hurriedly, looking down to where Octavia was sitting beside Reigna.
"She's still really hot, sweating too. She keeps breathing faster sometimes too, but she still hasn't seized yet." Octavia replied quickly, "Her cut looks infected too."
"Let me look." Clarke spoke, making sure Raven held Finn on his side steadily before moving around the table and sitting down next to Reigna, carefully taking the cut arm in her hands.
"This doesn't make any sense. Her wound isn't even the same as Finn's unless…" Clarke went silent for a minute.
"Clarke? What are you thinking?" Octavia asked, glancing between Clarke's furrowed brows and Reigna's motionless face.
"Shortness of breath, fever, Finn's seizing… They're poisoned." Clarke concluded.
"But how? You sterilized everything for Finn and you didn't even get the chance to clean up Reigna." Raven sounded confused as Clarke stood quickly, grabbing the knife she pulled out of Finn and showed it to Octavia.
"Was this the same knife that cut Reigna?" Clarke asked. Octavia nodded, her face going pale.
"Then I didn't sterilize everything." Clarke muttered before spinning on her heel and making her way to the ladder.
"Clarke, they locked the hatch." Octavia called out to her, unmoving from Reigna's side.
Clarke ignored her in favor of banging on the hatch. Octavia hesitated for a moment before getting to her feet and following after Clarke, leaving Raven alone with Finn and Reigna.
-0-
Raven was panicking. Finn had finally drained his lungs of fluid and Raven felt confident enough to let him lie flat once more. What felt like seconds after Finn was flat, Reigna's body began seizing.
"Dammit, Kane. You were doing fine!" Raven cursed, diving to her knees beside Reigna and pressing her shoulders against the floor like Clarke had been doing with Finn. Soon after, Raven heard struggling to her right and looked up to see Finn's body seizing again.
"Clarke! Reigna's seizing! And Finn's getting worse!" Raven cried, her eyes filling with tears. Soon after she spoke, Reigna's body finally went limp and she grabbed the piled of discarded clothing to prop Reigna's body on her side to drain her lungs. Quickly getting to her feet, Raven rushed to Finn's limp body and cursed when she realized he wasn't breathing. Struggling, she placed her hands under his sternum and started haphazardly shifting him on his side and gently patting his back until he coughed and began breathing once again.
"We can't wait anymore." Raven said to herself, voice shaking as she looked between Reigna and Finn before darting up the ladder to force the antidote out of the grounder herself.
-0-
Reigna's head was pounding and she had no idea where she was. She was vaguely aware of the stinging in her arm and the feel of something placed under her head.
"What the fuck happened." Reigna's voice was hoarse as she forced herself to speak.
"Welcome back to the land of the living." Reigna heard Octavia's voice to her left.
"O? What- I feel like I got hit by a space shuttle." Reigna groaned, bringing her left hand up to rub aggressively at her forehead.
"That knife you got cut with was poisoned. Don't worry though, I got the antidote and Clarke got you all patched up. Glad i got it when i did, though. I thought Bellamy was gonna kill that grounder if you didn't wake up." Octavia's voice held a bit of resentment as Reigna finally forced her eyes to open. She was on the second floor of the dropship, probably moved to give Finn and Raven some privacy.
"What happened to him?" Reigna asked, struggling to sit up by herself. Octavia moved closer to her and put a hand behind her shoulders, helping Reigna to prop herself up against the dropship wall.
"I would prefer not to describe it." Octavia mumbled.
"That's fine. Where is he?" Reigna asked, mumbling the last part of her question.
"Who, the grounder? He's-"
"No. Bellamy." Reigna interrupted, fingers grazing over the stitching in her arm.
"Pretty sure he's outside, overseeing the camp cleanup… You know he's visited you every day." Octavia pursed her lips.
"How long was I out for?" Reigna asked curiously.
"About 3 days. You may not have had as many seizures as Finn but your fever was worse." Octavia recounted the days in her head.
"Can I go see him?" Reigna asked, making Octavia widen her eyes.
"I don't really think you're supposed to be moving around yet, Reign."
"Well too bad, I want to move." Reigna said before leaning forward and grasping the railing, struggling to get to her feat as her head spun.
"Reigna, you nearly died. I really think you need to take it easy." Octavia tried to dissuade Reigna as she finally got to her feet with a huff.
"I don't know how to do that, O. But thanks for the concern." Reigna smirked before pulling herself to the ladder and carefully making her way down. Reigna heard Octavia call her name from the floor above her but she ignored it in favor of slowly making her way to the dropship entrance, keeping her eyes forward as to not make herself anymore dizzy than she already was.
Pushing the flap over the entrance aside, Reigna took a deep breath of fresh air to attempt to clear her head. Looking out over the camp, she surveyed the damage left by the storm. There were fallen branches and destroyed tents everywhere. Scanning over the hoards of delinquents she finally spotted Bellamy Blake. Before she could even open her mouth to call him, he had already spotted her and essentially sprinted to her side, eyes wide with shock.
"Reigna! You aren't supposed to be up! Are you okay, do you need to sit? I can-"
"I'm. Fine." Reigna cut him off with a hint of a smile, "Mildly out of breath and a bit lightheaded but fine." Bellamy was silent for a moment, looking down at the now stitched up gash along Reigna's arm.
"Look, Reign… I- I'm really sorry about Murphy…" Bellamy started. Reigna flinched at the sound of his name, her teeth clamping down on her bottom lip.
"Do you ever think you can forgive me for that… ever?" Bellamy asked.
"Maybe… just not right now. Not for a while." Reigna sighed, taking a short step away from Bellamy, feeling the hand she didn't even notice was holding her wrist fell away, "Let me explain though. I don't think you completely understand the… relationship me and Murphy had." Reigna struggled to find the right word for a moment.
"Relationship?" She heard Bellamy question.
"Not like that," Reigna shook her head, "We… I told you, Bellamy, He is all I have. He's my family. I know he's abrasive and aggressive and angry but that's all he knows. And I understand why you chose to send him away, I just can't accept it." Reigna explained, feeling a tear creep down her cheek. Bellamy was silent as Reigna spoke, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.
"Bellamy… I… I do trust you though." Reigna spoke softly, causing Bellamy to turn his head to look at her, a look of mild shock plastered across his face.
"You do?" Bellamy's shock was echoed in his voice.
"With my life." Reigna almost whispered, keeping her eyes trained on the hustle before her, "And I really can't tell you why."
Bellamy's eyes were the size of plates as he listened to Reigna talk. Neither of them spoke for a minute after Reigna's confession, resorting to watching the Delinquents work to get as much done with the camp clean up before the sun went down. In the midst of their silence, Reigna could have sworn she felt the brush of Bellamy's hand against the back of her own before she heard quick steps behind her and the feeling quickly retreated.
"Reigna, you aren't supposed to be up yet." Clarke's concerned voice entered Reigna's ears and she smirked.
"I got myself up and down the ladder just fine, thank you very much." Reigna smiled with a nod as she turned to face the approaching blonde.
"You say that as if you weren't about to collapse when you came out here." Chuckled beside her.
"I wasn't." Reigna gently punched him in his shoulder as Clarke finally reached them, gently taking Reigna's arm in her hands and looking over her stitches.
"I'm fine." Reigna sounded exasperated as she gently pulled her arm out of Clarke's grasp, "I did want to talk to the both of you, though." Reigna remembered as she stuck her hands in the pockets of Murphy's jacket.
"What about?" Bellamy asked.
"That whole leadership thing." Reigna replied with a gentle shake of her head, "Clearly you both have issues if you seriously would consider me a leader after everything that went down with Murphy, but i respect that… Kind of." Reigna shifted from one foot to another, "But i'll help you two out. You're both soft on everyone. As much as I don't want to bring her up, Charlotte was an issue that neither of you wanted to deal with. And while Murphy and my actions probably weren't the best can you really blame us?" Reigna shrugged as Clarke looked away.
"We were both wrong." Bellamy spoke up and Reigna nodded.
"We were. Which is why I think it's a good idea for me to help you out so you can see a different perspective." she clarified.
"I think that's reasonable… Bellamy?" Clarke looked up to him along with Reigna.
"I was never opposed." Bellamy smiled with a shrug.
"Oh! I almost forgot. How's Finn?" Reigna asked, looking back to Clarke who sighed and looked away in response.
"We'll get him cleaned up." Bellamy says, sending Clarke a look of sympathy.
"I wish that was our only mess." Clarke mumbled, looking over the camp.
Clarke made a move to begin walking away but Reigna stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.
"Hey, things will work out. It just kinda sucks right now, but we'll work through it." Reigna said with a small nod.
"Who we are and who we need to be are two very different things." Bellamy spoke up to her right making Reigna purse her lips.
"Thanks for saying what I said, just better." Reigna mumbled, glancing at Bellamy over her shoulder. Bellamy opened his mouth to reply but Clarke cut him off.
"What are we gonna do with him," Clarke motioned to the dropship, referencing the grounder, "We can't keep him locked up forever." Clarke interrupted.
"Debatable" Reigna mumbled, casting her gaze to the dropship as well.
"If we let him go, he'll be back and not alone next time." Bellamy said, looking away from Reigna to look over at Clarke, "Not easy being in charge is it."