Chapter 13
She stood by Clarke's side as the blonde grieved at her friend's grave. While she wasn't particularly close to Wells or Clarke, she was the closest thing to a friend that Clarke had and she was fiercely protective of the girl she was getting closer to. She was kneeling beside Clarke as her friend stared into space. Hearing a cracking noise Ari whirled around to see Finn there staring down at the knife in her hand. She relaxed when she saw it was him.
"You two shouldn't be out here alone. What would you have done if I was a grounder?" Ari scoffed, "Killed you, obviously." He shook his head, "They got Wells just outside the wall." "Says the guy who just spent another night exploring the woods," Clarke chimed in seeming to break free of whatever mourning trance she was in. "I'm not reckless or irresponsible." Ari rolled her eyes, leaving when he mentioned he had something for Clarke.
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Ari was helping Charlotte tie knots when Connor collapsed onto his knees. She rushed over, moving the log out of his hands. "What's wrong?" Before Connor could answer Murphy called out. "Hey! You think the grounders are just gonna wait around for us to finish the wall? Maybe we should let the little girl do the heavy lifting for you?" Ari scowled at him, "Piss off, Murphy. I don't see you doing any work."
Connor interjected nervously before Murphy could retort. "I just need some water and I'll be fine." Ari left to get him some water, hurrying over to the water trough as she called it and scooping some into a cup made from scrap metal. No one seemed to notice as Bellamy soon ordered Murphy to get Connor some water.
He then turned to Charlotte, "You got this?" Charlotte started towards it and Ari looked on in disbelief as he expected the little girl to carry the heavy log. He rushed towards it, holding out a hand to stop her. "Just kidding," the two smiled at each other before Bellamy scooped up the log and left with it. She smirked at the sight of his muscles flexing under his shirt, damn that was hot.
Even if she wasn't looking for a boyfriend she could admire the goods couldn't she?
Murphy reached Connor before she did and she watched on warily, sensing the conflict. Murphy unzipped his pants, whipping out his dick and peed on Connor's back. Everyone around watched in disgust and shock, too surprised to do anything. Connor soon figured it out though.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He practically shouted it as he shoved Murphy roughly, "I'll kill you!" He was restrained by a pair of Murphy's goons as the boy in question held up his hands innocently. "You wanted a water break."
Connor struggled against his restraints as Murphy yelled for them to get back to work. He was soon released and before anyone could stop her she made her way over to him and have him the cup. He spared her a grateful smile and drank it back. "Thanks, Ari." She smiled in welcome and went back to work.
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He stood solemnly in the center of his tent, Ari at his side. He couldn't help but imagine the other things, more sexual things, they could be doing in his tent. Clarke stood across from him and O with Jasper nearby. He forced himself to focus on the important things.
The knife in question and the fingers that had been found lay on the table between all of them. "This knife was made from dropship metal." He understood the implications and nodded, "Who else knows about this?" "No one, we brought it straight here," O told him reassuringly. "Clarke," implored Jasper quietly. "This means the killer is still here. They're one of us," Clarke told Bellamy as if he didn't already know that.
He glanced over at Ari who met his eyes, searching them. There was a clear question in their depths, 'Are you going to tell?' He shook his head minutely, letting her know he wouldn't. She sagged in obvious relief.
"So we have a murderer in our camp?" "We have more than one murderer in camp," Bellamy pointed out as Ari shifted uneasily. "This isn't news. We need to keep it quiet." Clarke immediately disobeyed him, sidestepping to go around him.
He stepped into her path, and she glared up at him. "Get out of my way, Bellamy." "This is a good thing. Look at all we've achieved, the wall, the patrols. Like it or not thinking the grounders killed Wells is good for us." "Oh, good for you, you mean? Keep people afraid of you and they'll keep working for you?"
Ari chose that exact moment to interrupt with her sarcasm. "Pretty much. They're afraid and they come together in fear to save their own skins." Bellamy nodded in agreement. "Besides you don't even know who's knife that is. What're you going to do, just ask the killer to step forward?"
"Oh yeah? J.M., John Murphy. The people have a right to know." And then the princess walked out into what was about to become a massive shitstorm.