The arguing could be heard from the outside. Monty went in first to calm everyone down for Clarke.

Murphy could see the tension on their faces as he and Clarke sat on the open couch with Monty. "Can one of you tell us what the loud's about?"

"We were discussing whether to try to save Thelonious," Abby said. "Bellamy feels that trying to save Jaha is an unnecessary risk. The rest of us believe he's worth it."

"What you're saying is that saving one person is worth risking the end of all biological life?" Murphy rolled his eyes. "I see it."

"I can't believe I'm on the same side as Murphy, but Abby, he's right," Bellamy said. "No one person, no matter who they are is worth risking the end of all life."

"We risked everything for the kids inside Mount Weather," Raven said. "Why's this different?"

"Because," Monty said, "it's not just a small group at risk, it's all plants, all animals, and all people. We may not have realized while we were in space that the world had went on after the war, but we do now. We also know that it won't survive another war."

"Looks like we got a tie," Wick said with a sigh.

"Clarke, honey what do you think?" Abby asked kneeling in front of Clarke.

"Can't make, can't make the same mistake. Not again. Not again."

Abby hung her head and sighed. "She's not making sense."

"Yes, she is." Monty glanced at Murphy for the OK to translate and when he got it, he continued. "Clarke was gung ho about saving all of us in the Mountain, but the cost was too high for her. She'd rather let Thelonious die, then risk having more people die."

"We don't even know if Jaha's alive," Murphy said. "If he isn't dead, then he's a traitor. Why do you want to risk the world for a traitor?"

"If Alie's able to hurt him, she might be threatening him," Abby argued.

Clarke barked a laugh and snorted until dissolving into uncontrollable giggles.

Murphy fought the urge to join Clarke. "What Clarke's saying is that's ridiculous. Alie threatening anyone into starting an apocalypse that will kill them too is ludicrous."

Raven gave Abby an apologetic look. "They're right. We'll have one shot at getting rid of that missile. And the only possibilities for Jaha are dead or traitor. I know you feel loyal to him, but is that worth risking everyone? You're the Chancellor, your responsibility is to your people first and to your friends and family second."

Abby looked to Wick for support, but he shook his head. "I'm with them. And Raven, Monty, and I have a lot of work to do. Clarke, do you know how close they were to finishing the missile?"

"A glimpse here, a glance there, added up to half then half left."

"Three quarters there as of?" Raven urged.

"Two days ago." Clarke wasn't positive about that, so she looked to Murphy for confirmation.

"Sounds right. Is there anything I can do to help?" Murphy asked.

"This place has to have some kind of septic system. Any ideas on where the tank would be?" Wick asked.

"Um, out back there's a pipe that's used as a relief valve. It smells like shit."

Wick nodded. "Show me."

"Monty, stay with Clarke for a few minutes. I'll be right back."

"Sure thing." Monty touched Clarke's hand. "Do you need anything? Food, water?"

"I'm good." Clarke sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. Monty had been the only quiet one, the only considerate one. Another safe harbor for her to take quarter.

"Didn't take much to win Clarke over, did it?" Raven asked Monty as they soldered circuits the way Wick designed. "How'd you do it?"

"I expected nothing from her." Monty picked up another piece of metal and found a place for it in the design, upping from soldering to welding.

"That didn't answer my question."

"Yes it did, and you not getting that is why she's still prickly with you."

Raven paused and thought it over. "Oh, I get it now."

"Good, now let's just concentrate on this. In about ten minutes we'll have to arm it."

When Raven picked up the last wire they needed to attach, she noticed the empty couch. "Monty? Do you know where Abby went?"

"To get some air. You should check on her since she respects what you have to say."

"How long's she been gone?"

Monty shrugged. "An hour maybe."

"It's got to be negative thirty out there. Something's wrong." Raven set her soldering iron down on a block of wood after turning it off. She opened the door and peered into the darkness. "Shit. I think she's gone to try to save Jaha on her own."

Monty used his free hand to toss a bolt onto Wick's chest. "Kyle! Wake up. You need to find Abby."

"She's an adult," Wick grumbled as he turned onto his side.

"An adult on a suicide mission."

Wick sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Where are Murphy and Clarke?"

"In the bedroom. They were in the way, so I told them to go to bed." Monty doused his torch and set it aside. "I'll get them."

Raven wrapped herself in a jacket and was tying up her boots. "Those two know the damn island. If we're going to find Abby, we'll need them."

With a nod, Monty opened the bedroom door. Bellamy was asleep on the floor while Clarke tossed bits of lint at him. Murphy curled around her back, snoring softly. "Clarke?"

"Monty!" Her exclamation woke the other two up with a start.

"Clarke, I'm sorry but we need your help. All of you actually. Abby's missing. Raven thinks she went to save Jaha on her own."

Bellamy curled his legs and unfolded them to stand. "I'll be right out."

Murphy groaned and muttered curses as he got out of bed. And Clarke's smile disappeared as she pulled on her heavy pants and sweater.

"Mom needs a mom more than I need a mom. She kills dad but won't let Thelonious die? Tsk tsk." Clarke put on her hat, pulling it over her ears. "Shoes."

"Clarke? If your mother isn't dead, can I slap her? This stunt makes me look like Hawking brain wise."

"John! Shh, footprints make this breezy." Clarke's socks covered the bottom of her pants.

"Point taken. You ready?"

"Ready, willing, able."

"Bellamy?" Murphy asked the man who's been unusually quiet since arriving.

"Let's just get this over with." Bell stood up and walked out.