And now we switch to Kane, a POV I am not very comfortable writing, but decided the story really needed to be told from there to make it work the way I wanted it to. So, please have a little patience with yours truly :)

Underlined is in Grounder language.

Kane sighs but turns his attention to Roan just as he hears his name and "Bellamy kom Skaikru."

All eyes turn to them. Bellamy doesn't seem to notice. Kane is pretty sure he doesn't notice much of anything, and hasn't since the dungeon. The man's desperate sobs cut Kane deeply, but there isn't anything he could have—wait what was Roan saying?

"Kane is their leader, and we will respect that," the Azgeda king thunders to his fully armed warriors. "Bellamy is alive because he is important to Wanheda, and I will use him to make a deal. He must remain alive when we reach Arkadia."

Kane pales and looks at Bellamy. The younger man doesn't seem to know the danger he's in, or doesn't care. Is he even aware that Roan basically handed him off to the whole Azgeda army with the only request being "He must remain alive when we reach Arkadia"?

Before Kane has the chance to say anything, the warrior holding their chains gives the order to move, simultaneously yanking on their restraints.

Bellamy stumbles forward, staring straight ahead with dead eyes.

"Bellamy," Kane says sharply.

No reaction.

"Bellamy!"

His head turns slowly as his feet drag along the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.

"You need to watch your back."

"No talking," their handler orders.

Bellamy's expression stays the same. His moving feet seem to be the only change about him.

Kane tries to catch his eye but can't. He knows Bellamy and Octavia had been close, but they had other things to worry about now. Roan will take them to Arkadia and use them to broker some sort of agreement with Skaikru. Abby is at the lab, so it will be Clarke Roan speaks to.

That's good, right? Clarke is good at making tough choices to protect her people. Kane has no doubt that Clarke will stand strong and won't cave because of Kane's relationship with her mo—Bellamy.

It all falls into place. Bellamy isn't with Clarke to help make the decision, he's here. Roan knows a chancellor can be replaced, but can Bellamy?

"Bellamy," Kane says roughly, desperate now to get his attention. Surely the two leaders of the Hundred have a way of communicating when they can't talk aloud. If Bellamy can just get a message to her… "Bellamy, snap out of it," he orders.

"No talking!" is followed by a kick to Bellamy's shoulder. It sends him spinning, and with his feet shackled and the horse moving at such a pace, it is impossible to recover. Bellamy tumbles to the ground with a startled grunt of pain.

There is nothing Kane can do. Bellamy is dragged across the rocky earth for a good five minutes before he rights himself.

Kane's eyes meet Bellamy's for a split second before the Azgeda warriors fill in the growing space between them. Bellamy's chain has suddenly become much longer, while Kane's has remained short, keeping him near the front of the army.

Kane swears. It takes all of five minutes before the moving body of the army shifts in a telling way to where Bellamy had stood. A moment later, a cry of pain. Then another. And another.

"Roan!" Kane shouts.

Roan turns on his horse to look at Kane but says nothing.

"Your men, they'll kill him. They know he's connected to Wanheda, and probably SkaiRippa as well. You know they've been waiting for this."

Roan's expression remains neutral. He turns to face forward again.

Bellamy's cries are now drowned out by the angry shouts of the Azgeda army. And all Kane can do is shuffle on and hope the warriors obey Roan's orders.

He isn't sure how much time passes before Roan finally speaks without turning. "Bring him out. We are almost to Arkadia."

Their handler nudges the horse to a faster rate and pulls on the chain. Kane watches in horror as the army parts and Bellamy's body is dragged out from their midst.

"Bellamy, stand up," Kane urges, barely able to look at the bloody and battered young man.

Bellamy moans but only rolls over, revealing his bloodied face and torn jacket.

The handler pulls again, and Bellamy draws dangerously close to the horse's hooves. Bellamy shouts when a hoof comes down on his hand.

"Roan, stop. Let him get to his feet," Kane begs.

Roan holds up his hand and the whole company stops moving. Kane reaches for Bellamy and pulls him to his feet. Bellamy sways weakly. Blindfolds are dropped over their heads. Kane doesn't even have time to take stock of their location.

"They knew we were coming." Roan's gruff voice.

Echo utters something in return, but Kane doesn't hear it.

"They knew," Kane whispers to Bellamy, hoping he's still beside him. "Our people knew Azgeda was coming."

Kane hears Bellamy shift, his breathing change.

"Octavia," the brother breaths almost reverently.

"We need to talk." Clarke. Confident, ready.

"Little late for that," Roan says. "Archers! Target Wanheda!"

"My King," is all Echo says.

Silence. Kane has no way of knowing what's happening, but he presumes Clarke was shomehow ready with a defense.

"Bring the prisoners," Echo orders.

Hands grab his arms, and Kane is moved forward. Bellamy's gasp suggests he is moved as well. A moment later, they're pushed to their knees. Bellamy's grunt of pain is subdued but hard to miss.

Suddenly, blinding sunlight. Kane looks at Clarke for a brief moment, sees the horror on her face, then turns his attention to his companion.

Bellamy sways weakly on his knees, his eyes on Clarke, a look of helplessness and hsame at being a pawn used against her.

"Your move, Wanheda."

Kane sees them now, the snipers on the ridge, presumably waiting for Clarke's command. There's a sword at Bellamy's throat.

Clarke doesn't even respond to Roan. Her eyes are on Bellamy. "You ok?"

"Yes." His voice shakes, and Kane can't tell if it's from the pain or the realization that Octavia is alive or both.

Clarke nods.

Roan lifts his arm, and Kane sees Bellamy's gun.

"Ten minutes," Clarke says. "That's all I ask."

"Let's make sure," Roan snarls.

The gun's shot echoes in the canyon, followed closely by Bellamy's cry. When he starts to topple over from the impact of the bullet, a guard shoves him upright.

"Bellamy!" Clarke gasps.

"It's ok," Bellamy chokes out.

"Touch him again and my snipers fire," Clarke threatens. "You're out numbered. Your best option is to talk."

Roan nods and dismounts. "Better make it quick," he recommends with a glance at Bellamy.

Then the two disappear into the woods.

Kane is watching Bellamy now. Blood runs freely down his arm from where the bullet is lodged. "Bellamy, are you alright?"

"Just peachy," Bellamy grinds out. But he looks alive again, and the fire is back in his eyes. His sister is alive, and Clarke is working on a truce. All good reasons to start caring again.

"I'm going to put pressure on the wound." Kane says it once so Echo and the Grounders can understand, once so Bellamy can.

It's a horrible waiting game. Kane tries pleading with Echo to release them but is unsuccessful in getting her to even acknowledge the situation. Bellamy's blood seeps through Kane's fingers, and the kid sways even more, and Kane starts to doubt whether Clarke knows how serious this is.

"I said that," Bellamy slurs.

"What?"

"After Luna, I said that and shot him."

Kane sighs. This is great. Not only does Roan know he can manipulate Clarke by putting a timer on Bellamy's life, but now he's out for revenge?

"She made me 'pologize," Bellamy continues, eyelids fluttering.

"Bellamy, stay with me. Clarke will work out a deal and we'll take care of you. You'll get to see your sister."

"She warned them."

"I'm sure she did. Keep your eyes open. Tell me when Clarke comes back."

Bellamy smiles wistfully. "Octavia's strong."

"She is."

"Clarke is…Clarke." Bellamy sounds confused. Kane can't blame him. tHe two clearly have some deep connection, and trying to put words to that after being beaten and shot is understandably hard. "Smart."

"Sure."

"She'll win."

"Win?"

"Beat Roan. Always does. I shot him."

"So I heard."

"I'm too close."

"What?"

"We hurt each other. Too close…causes that."

Kane assumes Bellamy is talking about how easily the co-leaders can be used against each other. "Yes, but sometimes that price is worth it."

"The people…."

"You can't protect everyone, and you certainly can't protect others until you're safe. Sometimes you being safe means having a person you can trust."

Bellamy manages a smile. "I trust Clarke."

Even with everything happening, with the fate of their people hanging in the balance of a conversation that is supposed to end before Bellamy bleeds out, Kane still manages to chuckle. "I know." Because really, everyone knows that.

Kane feels Bellamy go limp As Kane turns to catch the kid, struggling with their shackles, Kane hears Clarke calling to them. Then she's there, helping support Bellamy.

"We made a deal," is all she says.

Bellamy whimpers.

"It's more than his arm," Kane reveals.

Clarke nods. "I know. Monty and Miller are on their way down to help get him back."

When the shackles are released, Kane stands. "There's a lot we need to discuss."

"After Bellamy."