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Chapter Six

My love, my love
Where've you gone, I turned around and now I'm alone
Will I ever understand it, will I make it to the other side
I almost died the day I lost you
I'll keep breathing, I'll keep breathing
Til my heart stops, Til my heart stops

Til My Heart Stops - Too Far Moon


Clarke and I talk in hushed whispers inside her tent when Bellamy makes an appearance, "You're up?" He inquires.

She ducks outside to speak to him and I cross my arms, scowling. I'm still mad at him. "Knowing hundreds of people might be dying on the Ark makes it pretty hard to sleep." Her comeback makes me smirk.

"Raven's flares will work."

"Her radio would of worked better."

"Have you seen, Octavia?"

"No, but I mean it's Octavia she's probably off chasing butterflies."

"Clarke, I've checked the camp. She's not here."

I exit the tent, joining them. "What?" Despite the fact that he put my parents lives at risk the last thing I'd want is for him to lose his sister. I only like causing him physical pain. "What the hell are you waiting for? Gather a search party. I'll get my bow and meet you at the gate in five."

He looks at me oddly, "Thank you."

"You can thank me when we find her."


With my bow strapped on and two knives stuffed inside my boots I stride towards the center of the camp where Bellamy is gathering troops. "Hey, everybody gather round. Grab a weapon, my sister has been out there alone for twelve hours. Arm up. We're not coming back without her." Jasper is the first one to grab a weapon from the pile Bellamy laid out on the ground.

Clarke touches his shoulder, "Jasper, you don't have to do this. You haven't left camp since we brought you back."

"Clarke, I need to do this."

"We need all the people we can get." Bellamy says and Jasper nods.

I take my place by Bellamy's side, keeping count of all the people accompanying us. "I'm thinking we start at the last place you saw her and work our way from there." He observes me silently and I roll my eyes, "What?"

"Nothing."

"That was not nothing."

He exhales slowly and his voice drops a few octaves, "Why are you helping me?"

I blink, the question catching me off guard. Why am I helping him? My parents might die because of him. Swallowing the lump in my throat I realize despite his faults, deep down I know he's a good person. I've catched glimpses of it many times. When he saved me from falling in the pit, trying to save Charlotte and when he carried Wells back to camp. He's just protecting the person he loves. If the situation was reversed how far would I go to protect the people I love? Pretty damn far if I'm being honest, but I don't tell him that. "You don't need a reason to help people." There's affection in his eyes and I quickly change the subject. "We're gonna need a tracker."

He raises a dark brow and I fear he will push the subject, but he nods letting it drop. "Finn," he shouts, "get out here."

Seconds pass, however they feel like an eternity. "Come on pretty boy I'm sure you look fabulous."

Bellamy chuckles, "You know you're pretty funny when you're not making fun of me."

"Well in my defense you're an easy target."

He purses his lips, "I set myself up for that one."

"That you did, freckles." I clasp his shoulder, "That you did."

Jasper joins us, "What are we waiting for?"

Bellamy instantly sobers up, "Finn, we're leaving!" He calls out again.

"Alright, I'm coming." Finn shouts back exiting his tent. I see him approach Clarke and despite my instincts to intervene I hold off.

"Guys, come here." Monroe calls, gazing up at the sky. "What is that?" Bellamy and I exchange a glance before flanking her side. A cluster of shimmering lights fall from the sky.

"Look up there."

"You see that?"

"Wow."

I stare at the sky in awe, "A meter shower."

"They didn't work." Raven pushes her way through the crowd, "The flares didn't work."

Bellamy's eyes narrow, "A meter shower tells you that?"

"It's not a meter shower it's a funeral." Clarke explains, her voice cracking. "Hundreds of bodies being returned to the earth from the Ark. This is what it looks like from the other side." Her green eyes meet mine, her expression doleful. "They didn't get our message." A hush falls over the camp and I feel Bellamy tense beside me. My eyes sting with the promise of tears and I know everyone's waiting for me to react; their gazes weigh heavily on me. The beginnings of a panic attack start creeping in.

"This is all because of you." Raven sneers and lunges at Bellamy, but Clarke and Finn are quick to pull her back. With the attention diverted I bow my head; there's still hope. No matter how small, there's a chance they survived. I have to hold on to that possibility.

"I helped you find the radio."

"After you jacked it from my pod and trashed it."

"It doesn't matter." I speak out over their arguing and Raven frowns, turning her glare on me. "There's nothing we can do for them now, we can still save Octavia - that should be our main priority. "

"Lyra-" Bellamy utters, his voice rougher than usual. His hand reaches out to touch me, but he retracts it, ghosting over my shoulder. "You don't have to come."

Despite it being a sweet gesture I roll my eyes, "As if you idjits could find Octavia without me." A hint of a smile plays across Bellamy's face. "Are you coming?" I ask Finn and he nods. "Good, let's move out."


"Look over here." Miller shouts ahead of us, "What is it?" It's still dark out and the torches don't provide much light. Bellamy quickly moves to the front. "Right there." He points at the bottom of a steep hill. "You see it? Is that Octavia's?"

Bellamy holds out his hand, "Rope." Monroe hands him one end and takes the other one, tying it to a tree.

"What are you doing?" Finn asks.

"We need the rope to get back up." He says it like it's obvious; I snicker and Finn shoots me a playful glare. "Flashlight."

I hand him mine, but don't let go of his hand and he looks at me curiously. "Be careful." He nods before steadily making his way down the hill, he takes the piece of fabric off the branch. "It's hers." He shouts back up, "I'm going all the way down." Bellamy's form disappears behind the bushes and no makes a move to follow.

I side eye them, shaking my head and reach for the rope. "A hill? You'll go for a stroll in the woods at night, but a hill is where you draw the line?" Bracing myself for the descent I mutter under my breath, "Pathetic." I take my time scaling the mini mountain, my eyes trained on where I'll step next. Half way down I feel a tug on the rope and fumble slightly; when I regain my balance I glance back up to see Jasper following close behind. With a deep breath I refocus and manage to make it to the bottom without any scrapes. "Bellamy?" I call not sure which way he went.

"Over here."

I wait for Jasper before moving forward, we find Bellamy kneeling on the ground. I look over his shoulder to see what made him stop his pursuit. Blood. My hand finds his shoulder and I give it a slight squeeze. "We're gonna find her Bellamy."

He moves to speak but notices Jasper, swallowing thickly he reexamines the trail. "Someone else was here."

There's crunching of leaves and Finn appears, he crouches beside Bellamy. "The prints are deeper going that way." He points ahead, "He was carrying her."

"If they took her she's alive." Jasper reassures, "Like when they took me." Finn takes the lead following the tracks all the way to the Grounders' territory. Though we haven't ever coumincated with them, it's common knowledge we don't cross into their home. Which is further established by the skeletons lining the archway.

"All hope abandon, ye who enter here." I whisper, my heart pounding in my ears.

Bellamy's eyes widen, "You read Dante?"

"You can read?" I counter and he rolls his eyes turning his attention to Finn.

"I don't speak Grounder, but I'm pretty sure this means keep out." Whispers of retreat break out.

"Go back if you want," Bellamy offers. "My sister, my responsibility." He marches past the boundary with his shoulders squared. More than half of our search and rescue squad head back to camp.

"I'd walk into hell to find her." Jasper admits, following after Bellamy.

Finn catches my gaze, "I think we just did."

"Yep, yep."


"I got nothing." Finn announces, "I lost the trail."

"Keep looking."

"Wandering around aimlessly isn't the way to find your sister we should back track-"

"I'm not going back."

"Hey," Roma asks. "Where's John?" I spin around scanning the peremiter, goosebumps arising on my skin.

Jasper's eyes widen, "I just saw him a second ago."

"Spread out. He couldn't have gotten far." We all start backtracking when something falls from above, landing at my feet. A strartled scream escapes me and Bellamy is the first to reach me, his arm rests on my back. John's body lays before us, his throat slashed.

"They're in the trees."

"We shouldn't have crossed the boundary."

"Now can we go back?" Roma pleads.

Jasper nudges me, pointing to a Grounder coming our way. "There." His attire blends in to the forest so seemingly I think I imagained it. But there's a flash of movement and I know we're in trouble.

"Another one." Monroe shouts as more Grounders come out of the woodwork. With a deep breath I prepare my bow, showtime. I set my sights on a figure and release my arrow in his leg. Moving to reload Bellamy pushes down my arm, shaking his head.

"We should run."

"Where will we run that they won't follow? We'll just be wasting energy, we have to fight."

He gives me his bitch face and I return it. "Lyra, don't be an idiot."

"I'm not, you are."

"Guys," Finn shouts, "now is not the time for your bickering. Run!" I don't budge and Bellamy rolls his eyes, grasping my arm he drags me with him.

"Alright, alright, I'll run. You can quit man-handling me." I shake off his hold and push my legs as fast as they can go, even though I know it's pointless. The Grounders are warriors they're trained for this sort of thing. We weren't aloud to run on the Ark, it wasted oxygen. And though I began running in the mornings it will be a long time before I'm on the Grounders level.

"What are we going to do? They just keep heading us off?"

"Called it." I shout, narrowly avoiding a tree.

"Shut up, Lyra."

"I'll shut up when you stop being a idiot."

"You'll just have to get used to the noise then, Bellamy." Finn teases.

"I can't run much longer." Jasper yells, from the back of the group.

"I'm not stopping for him." Garrett says, breezing past us.

Bellamy unexpectedly comes to a stop and I take it as a chance to rest. "I'm sick of running anyway."

"Hey," Finn turns back around, "what are you doing?"

"They know where she is."

"Oh, I'm sure if we ask nicely they'll tell us."

"Garrett." Roma shouts, "Where are you?" There's a faint reply and she takes off in that direction.

"Roma, wait." I sprint after her the sound of screaming spurring me to go faster. But I don't find Roma, I find Garrett impaled to a tree. I rub my forehead at my stupidity. "They're leading us here." I say when the others catch up, their not killing us all at once because it's about the chase.

Jasper scans the area, "It's the only direction we could run."

"Watch your step." I touch his arm, "They boobie trapped the place."

"Where'd they go?" Bellamy asks me.

"After Roma."


We find Roma the same way we found Garrett. "They're playing with us."

"She only came because of me." Bellamy whispers closing her eyes.

"They can kill us whenever they want."

"Then they should get it over with!" Jasper screams and I jump. "Come on! We know you're out there!"

Finn rushes to his side, "Jasper, stop. Stop."

"They're coming." I warn and raise my bow, shooting one who gets too close. More and more Grounders begin to surround us. We gather close together in a circle so we're back to back. A familiar sound resonates through the forest, the Grounders pause in their attack and just like that they retreat.

"They're leaving."

"That horn," Jasper asks, "What does it mean?"

"Acid fog." Finn and I say simultaneously.

"We have to run."

Finn pulls an extra tent from his pack. "There's no time."

"It's acid fog, Finn. It'll eat right through that."

"It's all we got." He counters ushering us all inside and I end up sandwiched between him and Bellamy. Well if my parents are dead I will be seeing them soon, I honestly thought when I died it be more epic then getting eaten by acid fog.

"How long are we suppose to wait?" Jasper whispers.

"Last time it happened it lasted all night." My eyes narrow, a thought occurring to me. "And why are we whispering?" He gives me a lopsided grin.

"Will this even work?" Monroe asks.

"We'll find out."

"No it won't." Bellamy pulls back the tent. "There's no fog."

"Maybe it was a false alarm."

"They're coming back."

"I think he's alone."

"Now can we run?"

There's no fog plays on a loop in my head and my feet begin to move on their own accord after the lone Grounder. Bellamy seizes my arm, his grip like a vice. "What the hell are you doing?" He sounds furious and for the first time I actually find myself afraid of him.

"There's no fog." I respond and I cringe at how meek I sound.

"Lyra-" His tone softens and I know a lectures coming so I cut him off.

"I have a feeling, okay. Please, Bellamy. Just trust me." The silence is palpable as we stare at each other intently, a part of me longs to use the 'my parents may be dead because of him' card but I shove it down. Now is not the time to be petty. He releases my arm and warmth floods my chest at his silent admission of trust. We mange to catch up to the Grounder quickly and I have no idea if he can hear us following him, but I pray to all that is holy that I'm not leading us into a trap. The Grounder leads us to a cave, we wait a few minutes before following him inside. It takes my eyes a while to adjust to the darkness, but when they do I see the Grounder sprawled out on the floor and Octavia chained to a wall.

Her eyes landed on us and even in the dark you can see the dirt covering her face, blood marring her forehead. "Bellamy?!"

"Octavia." The relief in is voice is undeniable as he rushes to unlock her shackles. "Monroe, watch the entrance." Once she's free they hug, "It's okay, your okay."

Octavia smiles at Jasper and moves to hug him, "How did you find me?" Bellamy shoots me a glance, but it's Jasper who answers.

"Followed him." He points to the limp grounder.

"We should go, now. Before he wakes up."

"He's not gonna wake up." Bellamy declares picking up a spear.

"Bellamy, stop." Octavia blocks his path, "He didn't hurt me, let's just go."

"They started this. Finn move."

Finn kneels by the foreign man, inspecting something on his person. "Fog horn." The Grounder springs up and stabs him in the side. Bellamy and the Grounder struggle for control of the spear, but the Grounder gains the upper hand forcing Bellamy to the ground with the spear poised at his neck.

Octavia who cradles Finn in her lap shouts, "Stop that's my brother." My eyes scan the cave for something to subdue the man and I end up reaching for a heavy looking rock. Lifting it above my chest I sway a little at the weight, once I've got a firm balance I swing the thing at the Grounders head, effectively knocking him off Bellamy.


Supporting Octavia's weight I mange to pry open the gate, "We're almost there." I assure her.

"Lyra!" Clarke calls, her face flushed.

"Clarke-" I open my mouth about to tell her the horrible news when she cuts me off.

"Wells is awake."

My heart stops, "What?"

She nods, a wide smile gracing her face. "He's asking for you."

Octavia nudges me and I turn to her. "Go." I smile, giving her an awkward side hug, she laughs and I sprint to the dropship.

"Woah, where's the fire?" His voice is scratchy, but he looks okay overall. I sit by his bed and lightly smack his arm. "Ow, what was that for?"

"You scared me."

"I'm sorry."

"How are you feeling?"

"Tired, sore, but for the most part I'm alright. So, what did I miss?"

A deep sigh escapes me, "A lot. But it can it wait? I just want to appreciate the fact that your okay."

His deep brown eyes study me, "Sure." I smile and carefully lie my head on his shoulder. The days without him have been hard and I have much to tell him, but after the news of the Culling and Finn being injured I just want to be selfish and enjoy the fact I have my best friend back.


AN: So I made a tumblr for this story, if you want to check it out, Also if anyone has any headcanons or things you liked to see happen with Wells storyline, please let me know.