There's nothing to say so I'm going to get right in the chapter. Disclaimer: I don't own The 100.
"Talking"
'Thinking'
Author's Note
Signs
Bellamy was the first to wake up. He looked at Clarke and just stared at her.
'She's so cute when she sleeps.', he thought to himself, with a small blush.
That small blush turned into a big one when Clarke opened her eyes and stared right at him. He got caught.
He cleared his throat and sat up. A few seconds later, Wells woke up and looked around.
"What happened here?", he asked as he turned to see Clarke blushing.
"Nothing, we need to get back to camp though.", Bellamy said as he reached to open the door.
"Wait. Don't open it yet, we don't know if the fog cleared.", Clarke said before Bellamy opened the door.
"So what do we do?", Bellamy asked.
"We slowly take the sheet of a corner.", Wells answered for her.
Clarke and Bellamy reached for the same corner and their hands touched. They looked at each other and blushed.
Wells rolled his eyes, scoffed, and pulled a corner of the sheet off. No yellow gas flooded through so her opened the door.
"Let's go.", Wells said as he stepped out of the car.
After everyone stepped out of the car, Wells stopped Clarke. Clarke looked at him confused. She then realized what he was doing when she sawn hi staring at her ears.
He nodded and continued forward.
While they were walking, it was all silence. That was until Clarke asked a question.
"You guys, what if we don't communicate with them in time?", Clarke asked, worriedly.
"If we do, we won't be able to do anything about it.", Bellamy said.
"You have the nerve to be talking. You are the reason 600 people might die in the first place.", Clarke told him.
Bellamy looked down in guilt.
"I'm sorry, I did the know this was going to happen.", Bellamy said.
"Even if you didn't, you don't deny people food to get what you want.", Clarke said coldly.
"I thought I was helping everyone.", Bellamy said.
"No, you thought you were helping yourself.", Clarke said.
Bellamy just continued to look down at the ground for the remainder of the trip.
Wells stayed quiet the whole trip. Personally he agreed with Clarke and believes that Bellamy should feel bad.
They walked in camp and got greeted by Octavia.
"Did you guys find them?", she asked them.
They nodded but Octavia noticed the gloomy atmosphere.
"What happened?", Octavia is signed.
"I just told him the truth.", Clarke signed back.
"A little too coldly", Wells interrupted.
Clarke rolled her eyes and said, " No time for arguing we have to give the hearing aids to Raven."
"So you did find them.", Octavia said in conclusion.
Clarke nodded as they walked to the dropship. When they got there, they saw Raven working with finesse on the communicator.
"You got a lot done nothing you just got here.", Wells said.
"Yeah, well I was an expert in doing these things.", Raven said.
"I was thinking, if we don't get in contact with the Ark, we could try to make them know we're alive.", Bellamy said.
"Like what?", Monty asked.
"I don't know. Something they could see from space.", Bellamy said.
They sat there thinking for a while when Monty blurted out, "Like a rocket!"
"That could work.", Raven said, still working on the communicator.
"We're going to need gunpowder and something that can hold plus withstand a lot of it.", Monty said.
"We can try and pull something from the dropship and use it. Everything on the dropship can withstand entering the Earth's atmosphere, it can withstand lots of gunpowder.", Wells said.
Everyone nodded.
"Okay, while I'm working on this, you guys start trying to make the backup rocket.", Raven said.
Everyone nodded and went to find something that can help in this process. They just have to hurry up. They have limited time.
Chapter is done. Hope you liked it. Nothing else to say. So, I until next time.