"So… what do we do?"

Bellamy, Raven, Monty, and Octavia were all sitting at a table outside the Ark, eating some mysterious canned soup. Bellamy sat with his head propped up on his hand, poking at random chunks of what he assumed were tomatoes with his fork. It had been two weeks since the life changing events at Mount Weather. Two weeks since Clarke had left her home.

"I still think we should make Bellamy chancellor."

"Me too, what do you think, Bell? ….Bellamy?" Octavia elbowed her brother's side, making him jump and pulling him out of his deep thoughts.

"What?"

"We're talking about you being chancellor…"

Bellamy shook his head, "I don't think so…" If someone had offered Bellamy the chance to become chancellor weeks ago, he would have immediately jumped on the idea. But now…he did not trust himself to lead anyone without Clarke. Clarke helped keep him in his place and help him make the right, and moral, decision.

"Oh, come on, Bellamy," Monty said, "You were leading us all from the start. And let's face it; Abby has not been doing the best job… you and Clarke are the ones who really kept us alive this whole time."

The group fell silent at the mention of Clarke's name.

All of the Arkers were in complete denial when Bellamy had announced Clarke's leave. It was a hard thing to deal with. Even when people didn't completely agree with Clarke, she still made a big influence on everyone's lives. She was their true leader. Everyone, even the adults, were afraid that things would get messy because of Clarke's absence.

"Can you at least think about it, Bellamy?" Monty begged, "You're really the only person brave enough and the only person we trust with that kind of power."

Bellamy almost laughed. Bellamy Blake, former felon, arrested for attempting to assassinate the chancellor, forced people to rip off their vital bracelets to keep the Ark from returning, now is trustworthy enough to become chancellor.

Bellamy noticed that they were still waiting for an answer, "Agh… I'll think about it, okay?"

The other three smiled and nodded.

The table was silent again.

The Arkers felt like they were the only people on the planet. The Mountain Men were gone, and they hadn't heard or seen any grounders at all since the war- not that they were complaining… But it was surprisingly lonely. Not hearing or seeing from anyone outside Camp Jaha was like being back up in space. No one else is there, and there was this open, mysterious world for them to explore, but they couldn't leave because it wasn't safe.

"Okay, when is this place gonna get some better food?" Raven broke the silence, using her fork to hold up a mysterious brown chunk above her can, "I can only take this crap for so long."

The Arkers were not specialized in searching for food, provided they lived in space all their lives. During the alliance with the grounders, the Arkers depended on them to hunt and cook all of their meals. They were amazing and the sky people ate well. After a war and a broken alliance, the Arkers had no one to depend on and had to use their emergency food supply: disgusting canned food.

"There will be trips to Mount Weather to get food and supplies soon," Octavia said, "And why are you here Raven? Shouldn't you be in medical?" Octavia nodded at the large bandage on Raven's thigh. Raven tried to ignore the pain from where the mountain people drilled into her for bone marrow. She also tried to ignore the fact that ever since Mount Weather, her leg had gotten worse.

"I'm fine," Raven managed to get out through gritted teeth, "I don't need to be in medical. I need to be out here with you guys, trying to figure out how we are going to survive." She hated when people looked at her as if she had problems that needed to be fixed.

Octavia stood up, "C'mon, let's go to medical. You need to rest and I need to check on Lincoln."

Raven didn't move. Instead she stared up at Octavia with a straight face, "You've already checked on Lincoln three times today."

"And now I'll check on him a fourth time," Octavia picked up Raven's food and threw it in the large can by the table, "Let's go."

Raven was too weak and too tired to argue. She reluctantly stood up and followed Octavia.

Abby sighed as she tried to sort out a handful of paper on her desk. She wanted to start making records for all of her patients, but there were so many injured after Mount Weather, she couldn't handle them all. Abby tried to identify patients by their faces, only to realize that she really did not know any of them. She had to ask them for their names. This never happened on the Ark in space. It was kind of embarrassing.

She winced in pain as she stood up. Abby was also a victim of the mountain men's evil bone marrow plan- but she was the chancellor, and the head of medical. She didn't have the time to tend for herself. She rubbed her temples and walked over to some of the sleeping patients to check their IVs and made sure everyone was still accounted for. Even when Abby was bleeding out, face to face with death, she made sure someone had grabbed some medical equipment from the mountain to bring back to Camp Jaha. A lot of people were worried about Abby. She was in pain, she was stressed, and to top it all off, she lost her daughter. Everyone was afraid she was drowning herself in her work to keep her from thinking about Clarke.

Abby walked from bed to bed, checking everyone- and then froze in her tracks. There was one sleeping girl whose injuries were different from everyone else's. She was skinnier and had thin dark hair. Abby's eyes studied the girl's features until she saw her shoulders and gasped.

"Oh, God…"

There were tattoos on her shoulders, they seemed to swirl around her shoulders and arms, and ended on her back. It looked a lot like the kind of tattoo that-

The front doors burst open, making Abby gasp again. Raven and Octavia walked in the room without invitation, "I'm here to check on Lincoln. And to return a runaway patient," Octavia gently pulled on Raven's arm and handed her over to Abby.

"I'm not a patient. I'm fine." Raven's face had no emotion.

Automatically, Abby turned into mom-mode, "Lay down. Rest. Please," there was serious concern in her voice.

Raven sighed, slowly walking over to an empty bed and sat down with her arms crossed, "I can do this in my own bunk, you know," Abby knew there were a million things Raven would rather be doing than this, but she needed to recover properly.

"We both know you would never stay in your bunk all day. You need to be supervised," Abby turned back to look at the mysterious girl and studied her notes. She wanted to go back to her work without any more distractions, but she knew Octavia was still standing there, waiting to hear news on Lincoln. Without looking up, she said, "Lincoln is doing well, Octavia, same as the other three times…"

Abby was too distracted by her notes to hear whatever snarky comment Octavia said in reply. She ignored Raven and Octavia's laughs and turned to look at them, "Do you know who this girl is here?" She pointed at the sleeping girl.

Both Raven and Octavia shook their heads, "Who is she? What's her name?"

Abby looked down at her notes one more time, "Her name is Echo."