Chapter 2- I'll tell You All about it

She sat down and fiddled with the radio, hoping to hear as sign of life from her brother.

"This is the bunker, calling any survivors. I repeat, this is the bunker, calling any survivors," Octavia's voice broke, "Please, Bellamy."

Nothing. Octavia choked back a sob. "Bellamy, this O. Please be alive."

Nothing. "I love you, bell. Just, please give me sign."

Silence.

"Octavia?"

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"Octavia?" Octavia fell her heart flutter and fill with sudden hope.

"Yeah, this Octavia Blake. Who is this?" Bellamy, please Bellamy.

"It's Clarke." [Miles away, a blondie grinned into her radio, and a tear slid down her face] Octavia felt slight disappointment, but her watery smile didn't waver.

"It's good to hear your voice Princess." Octavia choked out.

"Yours too."

Octavia couldn't hold back the question any longer. "Is Bell with you?"

Their was a heart-stopping moment of silence.

"Uhhhmmm…" Octavia felt her throat tightened. "Well, they made it into space." [at least I hope so]

Octavia let out a huge sigh of relief. Thank god. They had made it into spa- wait. "They? What do you mean 'They'? You're not with them?" She couldn't help the slight concern in her voice, although having no idea where it was coming from.

"Yeah… I sorta got left behind." Their was sad pause. "I'm on the ground, O." Octavia sucked in a breath.

"Bellamy left you behind?" Her hands gripped the radio tighter. "Bellamy, and Raven, and Monty… They left you behind?" She felt an odd sense of anger.

"No! I mean, yes. But it wasn't their fault. I swear. I told them to."

Octavia couldn't see a possible good reason for them to leave her behind. "Explain."

And so she did. Clarke explained how she had to climb the tower and reposition the panels. How the group had barely made it out in time, and that she told them to leave. How she had woken up in pile of ruble. How she had barely survived the desert, how the ground was probably still unsafe for people without night blood, how Polis had collapsed on the bunker. She skipped over the whole 'about to commit sucide thing' and talked about how she found the valley, met Madi, and had since then gained a tentative friendship. In return, Octavia told her about the coup, and the Jaha dying, and having to kill a hallway packed with people. She couldn't stop the few sobs she choked out, but for some reason continued to tell her about forcing people to fight to death as punishment for (usually) petty crimes. Clarke listened silently on the other end. Octavia had a sinking feeling she was mad, or disappointed with Octavia's decisions.

"Your mad. Aren't you? Disappointed in me." Octavia guessed softly. Their was a moment of silence.

"No." Octavia looked up in surprise. "I'm not mad, or disappointed. Sure, I wish it didn't have to be this way, and I don't think its right. But I understand. I really do. Leading is about making the hard decision. Leading is about everyone hating you. And I know your doing the best you can. I've been in that position. You're doing the best you can. And in your case, Its not your fault, O." Octavia sobbed quietly into her hands.

"Y- You really think so?"

"Yeah." [Clarke smiled sadly into the microphone. Sure, she and Octavia hadn't been on the best of terms pre-prymfire, but right now, she just wanted to pull the girl into big, comforting, hug.]

"You had no idea how much I needed to hear that." Octavia whispered.

"I do."

Octavia nodded, mostly to herself. It was nice to have somebody who understood. Who wasn't criticizing all her moves. They sat in silence for minute. Their was a knock on the door. Gaia entered.

"Bloodrenia." She paused, observing the scene. "Could you raise anyone?" She asked. Octavia had a split second of decision.

"No." She lied. "Not Bellamy, not anyone." Gaia frowned at her, watching the girl's idd expression, but shrugged it off. "Did you need me?" Octavia asked.

"Yeah. You're needed in the council chamber."

"Okay. Just give me minute."

"Bloodre-"

"Gaia, tell them I'll be their in a moment." Octavia's voice hardened.

"Yes Bloodreina. But don't take too long." Gaia left them room, shouting the door behind her. Octavia waited a moment before speaking into the radio again.

"Hey Clake?"

"Yeah?"

"I gotta go. Council meeting." She swallow thickly. "It was really nice talking to you."

"Yeah. It was nice" There was pause.

"Oh, and Clarke?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm glad your okay." Both girls had a flashback to their shared hug, back when life was… well not easier, but 'different'.

"You too." Clarke said softly. Both girls smiled.

"Talk again? Same time tomorrow, or sooner if possible."

"Yes. Of course."

"Bye."

"Bye." Octavia sighed. "And, Thank you so much." She whispered. She wasn't sure if Clarke heard her. [Clarke did.]

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A/N. So.. what do you think? You think with Clarke's help, it might be different this time? Thank you sooo much for reading ya'll. I will post new chapters as soon as possible. Please leave comments and suggestions! And If you don't like, don't read.