John looked over Art's shoulder at the topographical map, seeing what he assumed she also saw. "I don't think we're in the right place."

"Agreed." Clarke walked away with Murphy by her side. "You see it don't you?"

He looked over to the next mountain peak. "This doesn't even look like the same region. Nukes can only change so much, right?"

"Right. We need to figure out where we are and tell the Ark." Clarke rolled the useless map into a tube.

Wells walked up to them. "That might be a problem. Reentry fried the electric in the drop ship."

Clarke turned away from Wells. "We're on our own then."

Murphy glowered at Finn succeeding at scaring him off Clarke for the moment. "And if we don't want it to get all Lord of the Flies, we need to get the other criminals on our side. And Wells buddy, won't do us any favors there."

"Then use that in our favor and…" The rest of Wells' statement died when Murphy punched him in the mouth.

"First son? Try first to die if you keep that up!" Murphy laid into Wells until his fist hurt and Wells' eyes were swelled.

Trusting Murphy and Wells on this, Clarke called out to the other drop ship kids. "We can't run things like it's the Ark down here! But we need rules and a system. Wells thought we should just follow his father's bidding, but even if we wanted to, we can't. They didn't drop us on Mt. Weather. It looks like Mt. Weather isn't a choice. And if we want to survive we need to know who has what skills. And then decide who's in charge."

Bellamy stepped forward, showing off his gun. "I think I should be in charge since I'm the one with the gun."

Johnny smirked when Bellamy turned his back on him. A rock to the back of Blake's head ended that stupidity. He grabbed the gun and checked for a pulse. "He'll live. Anyone else want to assume leadership without a vote?"

When no one stepped forward, Clarke said, "Who scored over a five in any Earth Skill?"

There were a decent number of hands raised. "Line up over here." Murphy pointed to the right. "Does anyone have any leadership skills?"

One hand raised other than Clarke's raised. She walked up to them and asked, "What's your experience?"

"I was on track to be a teacher until I got attacked," Fox said. "They arrested both of us." She glared at a boy with a smug expression. When she looked back to Clarke, she asked, "What did you do?"

"Treason. Johnny and I thought everyone on the Ark deserved to know they were running out of air. The CO2 scrubbers are failing with no known fix so far."

"That explains why now." Fox arched an eyebrow. "We'll put it to a vote between the two of us in an hour?"

Clarke nodded and turned back to the crowd. "In an hour according to my watch, we'll put it to a vote. Who do you want in charge? Fox or myself?"

Murphy held the gun on Bellamy as he regained consciousness. "We need to figure out what to do with people like Blake here."

With her head cocked to the side, Clarke deliberated the issue. "The uppermost section of the drop ship locks from the outside. We'll put him there for the time being."

"And then what?" Finn asked appearing out of nowhere.

"Remember the old method? When there were trials?" Clarke asked. "He'll stand trial and we'll go from there." She walked past Finn to the line of people with high scores in Earth Skills while Murphy marched Bellamy to drop ship jail.

Finn followed Clarke. "What if he's found guilty?"

"Then we'll decide what to do. Together." She looked at the line of prisoners. "Do we have any trackers?"

"Me," Finn said with a grin.

"I can track." Harper stepped forward.

"Builders?" Clarke asked.

Three kids stepped forward.

"Botany?"

Wells limped over and two others raised their hands.

"OK, what we need most are shelter, water, and food, for that to happen we need tools and bags. Builders, I need you to work on making tools so we can build and farm. Botany experts, I'm sending you with the trackers to find food and anything we might need for medicine. But try to make some weapons out of drop ship parts before going anywhere." Clarke watched them follow her orders and decided that she should check on Johnny. His temper was short and if Bellamy did or said the wrong thing, well she didn't want to consider what he'd do now that he had a gun.