Clarke was tried to say the least. She'd been on the run for what, 26 hours now? It's not like she didn't know what she was getting herself into, but didn't people have the right to know the secrets the government were hiding? Plus, if it was a cause her father was willing to die for, it was a cause she was willing to die for. As could be expected, the media and the public had been extremely surprised. Genius child prodigy and perfect princess Clarke Griffin, now wanted for treason against her country. The news stations were having a field day. She was currently residing in a hotel about 50 kilometers from the home that she would probably never see again, because she knew that this would never be over, and she would never be safe. As soon as she heard that her father had been arrested for treason and knowing government secrets, she quickly hacked into his computer to download the information. She knew that her father would rather her to get the truth out, then try and save his life, and in a way he sacrificed himself to give her time to get away with the information. She walked out of the hotel bathroom and into her bedroom, where she had a small suitcase with everything she had time to pack. Some clothes and shoes, emergency cash, passport, license, gun, and her father's watch. She knew she was putting off grieving, but she had no choose but to hold it in until she could complete her mission. She got dressed into a pair of black skinny jeans, a hoodie and tied her wavy blonde hair into a pony tail, trying to look as un-Clarke as she could, then grabbed her car keys and walked out the door.
Bellamy sat at his desk, looking over the case file Jaha had given him. He wanted to be doing something, but really until they received a tip or she was spotted, they couldn't really do anything, so Bellamy had decided to test out his profiling skills and try to figure out where she would go. Miller bust in to his office, half-panting, and said, "Blake, we got Abby Griffin in the interrogation room. She's all yours."
Clarke parked her car in the hotels underground parking, and grabbed the groceries she bought out of the back. She was walking up the stairs trying to juggle the food and get her keys out of her pocket, when a pair of arms grabbed her arm and tugged her into the hotel room next to hers.
