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REAPERCUSSIONS - AKA I think we need to talk about Finn

I woke up hours later feeling intensely better. Mind you, I still felt like shit. Just considerably less like shit. I had fallen asleep leaning my forehead against the cold pole, but woke up semi-sprawled on the floor. The more stretched out I was the easier it was to breathe. Murphy had fallen asleep while I had been asleep. He had also stretched out on the floor, and if I turned my head I could feel his breath tickle my face.

Hesitantly, I reached out to touch his cheek. It was warm, but also rough. I don't know how long we laid there with my hand on his face, but I could feel his smirk grow under my fingers as he woke up.

"You just can't keep your hands off of me, can you?" Murphy teased, slowly opening his eyes.

"I guess not." I admitted, smiling as I knew my words threw him. His eyes shot open and his mouth went slightly agape. We stared into each other's eyes as I slowly turned my body completely towards his, mimicking his position.

I could see a thought spark in his eyes, and before I could ask him what he was planning, his hand shot out and grabbed my hip.

Before his hand could get much farther though a loud groan came from the other side of the room.

"Whatever it is that you two are doing needs to stop right now, before I throw up." Bellamy said, and I could hear him shift around uncomfortably.

Murphy frowned, but also let his hand drop back to his side. I let out a deep sigh before dragging myself up to sit on the floor, and looking over at Bellamy.

Bellamy looked like shit, and I kind of felt bad for him. Clarke was M.I.A., and so was his sister as far as I knew. Reed may have been gone, but I still had Murphy. Who did Bellamy have, Finn? Not to say that Finn was a bad person to have, I just didn't think they had that sort of relationship. Although, I could've been wrong.

"How's your face?" I asked biting my lip and cringing at how awkward I was being. From beside me I heard Murphy chuckle lightly before he sat up as well, watching Bellamy for his reaction.

"This is just what my face looks like, Riley." Bellamy spat, rolling his eyes before looking over at the door. "You would know if you had bothered to look at me anytime within the past month."

"That's fair." I mumbled, nodding my head. "I just never realized you always looked so damn depressed." I added, shrugging at him.

Murphy let out a string of coughs, most likely to hide laughter. Before Bellamy or Murphy could comment, the door burst open. I jumped to my feet, and was beyond thankful that my leg didn't nearly hurt as much as it did the day before. Abby had given me some antibiotics and i.v. fluids after I had fainted that day, so maybe I was getting better.

It was Finn and Monroe, and they ignored Murphy and I as they cut Bellamy free. "Get up, we're going after them." Finn whispered to Bellamy as he helped pull him up.

Murphy quickly jumped to his feet next to me before saying, "Hey, what about us." Finn gave us an aphrenrsive look before turning away, ready to leave us.

Finn was being fucking rude if you asked me, but as always nobody did. I mean, we never really had a good relationship, but I wouldn't have ever said we weren't friendly to each other.

Bellamy however grabbed the pliers on the ground and stormed over to us. I nearly fell down in fear and surprise, remembering how just minutes ago I had pretty much told him he looked like his face had been hurt, because of how unattractive he looked. Murphy quickly stepped in front of me, shielding Bellamy from me before he cringed as well.

Nobody had expected Bellamy to cut Murphy loose, however. "Hey, no!" Finn stammered, looking incredulously at Bellamy.

"Murphy has been to the grounders prison camp, he can lead us there." Bellamy remarked, as Murphy moved slightly out of the way and watched nervously as Bellamy also cut me loose. "And they are a two for one deal." Bellamy added as he dropped the pliers at my feet.

"Damn right we are two for one." I whispered, rubbing my wrists and skeptically looking at Monroe and Finn.

Murphy chuckled under his breath and Monroe quickly added, "Sterling just signaled, someone's coming."

Murphy's smile faded as Bellamy roughly grabbed his neck and started pushing him towards the door. As if on reflex Murphy's hand shot out and quickly grabbed mine, dragging me along with them as they ran out into the hallway.

Bellamy's hand stayed on Murphy's neck until we had gotten outside camp Jaha's gates. Even then however he didn't stray too far away from us, and Monroe and Sterling flanked us. Finn led the way, consistently appearing five seconds away from losing his mind.

As we made it through the trees by camp, a light flashed on us. Murphy stopped so quickly that I ran into his back, having to grab his shoulder with my free hand to steady myself.

"You're late." A female voice remarked, and I peered around Murphy to see Abby next to Miller's dad who was holding the flashlight pointed at us.

"Bellamy decided to bring company." Finn bitterly commented, tilting his head towards us. It was obvious from Finn's tone that he had completely disagreed with Bellamy's choice.

"I'll have you know I'm great company." I whispered, only loud enough for Murphy to hear. Murphy smiled as my hand moved from his shoulder to his upper arm, bringing myself slightly closer to our held hands.

"Yeah, you're a real fucking treasure." Murphy teased, bending his head towards me as he whispered in my ear. I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not, and at that moment I hadn't really cared. If I wasn't a fucking treasure, he would have dropped my hand by now, right? Instead his thumb stroked the back of my hand as he looked back at Abby.

"He's the only one who's been in their camp." Bellamy stated dryly, and I could tell he was already getting tired of explaining his motives. Although Bellamy also appeared tired of everything. Maybe that's what being twenty did to you.

"Yeah, and we're a two for one deal." Murphy added as he glanced back over at Miller's dad from Abby.

Abby seemed unsure as she looked at Murphy for a moment before finally looking at me. There was sadness in her eyes, and she finally nodded and handed a gun to Finn.

Miller's dad quickly took off his machine gun, handing it over to Bellamy. "Here, find my son. His name is Nathan Miller."

I frowned, wishing I had a dad who would give someone a gun to find me. I wasn't paying attention anymore however, and suddenly Abby and Daddy Miller moved aside, Finn once again taking the lead as we continued to walk towards what in my mind might have been certain death. Or, in my case, limp while relying perhaps too much on the fact that Murphy held my hand to keep me steady.

"Alright, where to now Murphy?" Bellamy asked for what must've been at least the fifteenth time within the last few hours. He stopped and looked at Murphy, obviously fed up.

Murphy had been pointing Finn in a direction every once in a while. Occasionally Murphy would stop, grab my hand and drag me another direction for a few feet before dropping it again. Sterling had lost all concentration, like myself. Except he didn't have someone yanking him in the right direction, so more than a few times he had ran into me. Every time Sterling ran into me I snorted while Murphy looked over his shoulder at Sterling with anger written all over his face. It was kind of amusing.

"Why don't you give me a gun and I'll tell you." Murphy replied dryly as he stopped next to Bellamy.

I quickly skirted around the two before stopping a few feet away near Finn. Sterling ran into Murphy this time, and I could tell it took all the willpower in the world for Murphy to not punch Sterling in the face. I wasn't quite sure, but for some reason those two never really hit it off. Probably because Sterling had hung around me more than Murphy liked. And Murphy had never had to share me growing up, so the idea of me around other guys is apparently very problematic.

"Not gonna happen." Bellamy dismissed, glaring intently at Murphy. Murphy exhaled, clearly annoyed. Murphy took another step closer to Bellamy to distance himself from Sterling.

Sterling glanced at me before shrugging and looking back at Murphy and Bellamy. I wanted to laugh at his reaction. Typical Sterling, shrugging at just about any situation.

"How am I supposed to defend myself?" Murphy retorted, lifting his head back as he started walking again.

Bellamy rolled his eyes as he quickly walked past me to Finn. In Bellamy's mind, the conversation was over.

I waited as Murphy walked slightly past me, following Bellamy. He stopped, tilting his head to the side to look back at me. I shrugged, quickly grabbing his hand comfortingly and pulling him to walk with me.

"If it comes down to it, we could always run." I threw out, and I could feel his eyes on me as we continued walking behind Finn and Bellamy. "Or play dead. Suffocate them, poison them. Hide and hope they leave. Sacrifice Bellamy and Finn to them." At the last one Bellamy threw a glare back at me.

I finally heard Murphy chuckle before letting out a deep sigh. "A gun would be easier." He said, loud enough for Bellamy to hear.

"Not gonna happen." Bellamy repeated, not even bothering to look back.

The next hour went by with me holding Murphy's hand as I came up with even more bizarre survival situations, and with Murphy pointing out the flaw with every single one. I had just been about to mention the most unrealistic situation yet, one where we turned the grounders against each other, when suddenly Murphy let go of my hand and tackled me to the ground.

"Everybody down." Murphy hissed as he pushed me down further with his weight. Completely rude and unnessecary.

I tried to crawl from under him when he pushed me down so hard my face nearly had a meeting with the ground. "I told you I'd find it." Murphy whispered, and I looked to our left to see Bellamy kneeled down beside us, using the dirt mound in front of us as cover.

"Can you move?" I hissed, trying to push Murphy's right arm away in a pathetic attempt to be free.

"Shut up Riley." Murphy and Bellamy hissed back.

I swear, what was it with people wanting me to shut up? I wasn't being loud. I couldn't be loud with Murphy's chest so close to my back, feeling his breath on the back of my neck. All I had wanted to do was to move, but no. I got told to shut up instead.

"I see nothing but grounders." Bellamy remarked as he looked through the machine gun's view finder. "Our people aren't here."

I huffed for a moment, the idea of having walked all the way into enemy territory for nothing. No Reed, no Clarke, no one. Murphy slowly moved himself away from me, peering over the dirt mound more. I took the space to mean I was free to look as well, and quickly brought my head up near his, his breath blowing my hair around slightly.

"Wait a minute." Finn added, and I looked around Bellamy to see Finn right next to him, also looking in the view finder of his gun. "They have stuff from the dropship." Finn added, and my eyes shot back to the grounders ahead. I couldn't see much, but I still had some false hope that Reed would be there.

"So maybe they know where our friends are." Bellamy grunted.

"Yeah. Or maybe they killed them already." Murphy dryly added.

"Always such a sunny outlook, Murph." I remarked, turning my head slightly to look at him. He merely smirked and nodded as he looked back at me. My heart did jumping jacks while his face was so close to mine, which I'm not quite sure is a healthy reaction.

"Son of a bitch." Finn said, dragging both mine and Murphy's attention away from each other and onto him.

"What is it?" Bellamy asked, looking over slightly at Finn before looking back into his view finder.

"The guy with the one eye." Finn said, and suddenly I found myself looking for a guy with one eye, curious as to what he could possibly look like. "Around his neck."

"Is it teeth?" I asked, my mind bringing up memories of a few of the grounders I had seen. They wore teeth as necklaces, most likely to showcase their kills.

"He's got clarks's watch." Finn continued, ignoring my comment.

"That's a weird thing to put around your neck." I added, frowning. Who the hell wears a watch around their neck when they could wear teeth? There's nothing impressive about a watch, unless the hand was still attached.

"It was her father's." Finn said, sadness and anger evident in his voice.

"Souvenior of a kill?" Murphy asked, and I let out a deep sigh. If it was a souvenir of a kill, Reed was probably dead too, which was not my preferred scenario. Actually, that was the complete opposite of my preferred scenario.

"Well." I exhaled, getting worried. But then my mind started working. "If it was a kill, you'd think he'd have gone bigger, right?" I asked, looking from Bellamy to Murphy. "Like, the dude has one eye, he'd want to showcase his strength." I further explained, trying to calm myself down more than anyone else. I couldn't let myself think Reed was dead.

"What, with teeth?" Murphy asked, and although he chuckled slightly at his own words, I could tell he knew I had a point. Which was damn right true.

"With teeth. Maybe he just found the watch." I added, as I looked ahead again hopefully. I couldn't see jack shit without a view finder, but I still tried.

"She wouldn't have given that up without a fight." Bellamy said as he shook his head, the gun moving slightly as he watched the one eyed man walk.

"She would've given it up a lot easier than her teeth." I mumbled, and Murphy chuckled again as he let his head drop even closer to mine, our cheeks touching. Once again, his face so close to mine, and his chin against my shoulder, made my heart do some weird things. I think it might have stopped for a moment.

"Neither will we." Finn said, adding on to what Bellamy had said and completely ignoring me. Per usual, I suppose. I was starting to wonder why they even let me tag along.

"But we're not even sure." I said as I felt Murphy lift his face and body away from mine to look at Bellamy and Finn, who were about ready to devise a plan.

"You're not sure. We are." Bellamy deadpanned as he looked got up slightly to look better at Finn. "Okay, you're with me." Bellamy said, and Finn nodded back. He quickly looked over to the other side of Murphy and I to Monroe and Sterling as he added, "You two stay here, out of sight. If this thing goes south, take out the other grounders but don't shoot the grounder with the watch. Copy?"

"Copy." Sterling said, nodding his head but not bothering to get up from his crouching stance next to Murphy.

"Copy." Monroe agreed, "What about Murphy and Riley?" She added, and I could tell from her tone she was giving me some sort of stink eye.

"Yeah, do I get a gun now?" Murphy said, looking from Finn to Bellamy.

"Something like that." Bellamy said, roughly grabbing Murphy's arm and dragging him up. Murphy took no time to yank me up as well, and before I knew it we were being dragged further away behind some trees by Bellamy and Finn.

Bellamy had freaking lied. He didn't give Murphy a gun. He didn't give me one either, (for the very reason of me realistically handing any gun I got to Murphy. He wasn't wrong.) He gave Murphy and I both some rocks he had found on the ground, and had us sit a few trees away from each other and play percussion with rocks.

First time I had actually been asked to do something helpful and it was to play with rocks. How pathetic is that? I was nearly angry enough to throw a rock at Bellamy's face, but I knew that outcome would not be favorable for anyone. So instead, I sat behind a tree while pouting and smacking two rocks together until the dumb ass grounder came to inspect the situation.

Bellamy whacked him over the head, knocking him out. For the record, I was not for this plan. And I was really not for the plan Finn had devised, which included them all dragging the grounder to some bunker Finn had found one time. They didn't even try to carry the grounder down the stairs. Bellamy was about to, and then Finn pushed the grounder down the hole and let him hit the ground with a loud smack.

It took a few hours for the grounder to wake after that, and when he did he found himself tied up. His hands were bound behind his back, tied to his feet. By the end of the first fifteen minutes of Bellamy and Finn asking the grounder the same question, I was starting to get tired of hearing the desperation in Finn's voice.

Murphy and I were sat on the lower bed of the bunk bed, and just looking at the metal frame reminded me of Reed. We had bunk beds in the skybox on the ark. Reed had the claimed bottom, and I was perfectly content climbing to the top. We had spent so many late nights on that bunk bed, giggling. She'd get bored and I would find my mattress moving, her feet kicking it.

"We're going to do this again and this time you're going to stop screwing with us. Where did you find this?" Bellamy demanded, stepping closer to the grounder as he waved the watch in the grounder's face.

It was so annoying hearing them bicker with this damn grounder. They were getting nowhere. Why would the grounder even bother telling them? They weren't threatening to punch him. No motivation what-so-ever. I threw my head back, rolling my eyes before letting myself lean back to lay down on the bed.

"I told you, I found it outside your camp." The grounder said, for the thirtieth time. All I could do was glare at the mattress above me, hoping this would be over soon and we'd get out of this stuffy bunker. The adventure had dragged on far too long, and we still had nothing to go on.

"He's lying. She would never take it off voluntarily." Finn hissed to Bellamy.

"I know." Bellamy said, trying to calm Finn down. I didn't know why Finn was allowed a gun with the way he was acting. Finn appeared to be five seconds away from killing us all if it meant seeing Clarke again. I didn't know what had made Finn snap, but whatever it was must've been big. The guy was a peacemaker like a week before.

"Where is the girl who was wearing this watch?" Finn yelled at the grounder, and I wanted to stuff my fingers in my ears so I didn't have to hear him be annoying anymore. Instead I tried to be an adult and just exhaled very loudly in annoyance.

"I told you, I didn't see any girl." The grounder said again, making me exhale loudly again. I was hoping they'd get the point. Which was that this method of whatever wasn't working. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life here.

"Another lie." Murphy said, his hand going to my knee and startling me. "Maybe if you stopped asking nicely-" Murphy continued, until Bellamy got tired of hearing Murphy's voice. Which was rude, considering he was just saying what we were thinking. And what was pretty much true.

"Shut up Murphy." Bellamy dismissed, which kind of made me feel better. At least it wasn't me being told to shut up.

"He has a point." I stated flatly, lifting myself back into a sitting position to knock Murphy's hand away and glare at Bellamy.

"Shut up, Riley." Bellamy retorted. It always seemed I was about two conversations away from being told to shut up when Bellamy was around, mainly by Bellamy himself. Rude. "Where are our friends? You took them. We know you did. Just tell us where." Bellamy continued as he focused back on the grounder.

"Murphy's right." Finn hissed as he pushed Bellamy out of the way, his hand forming a fist. "Answer the question!" Finn yelled, his fist colliding with the grounders face. My mouth dropped.

Not only had Finn starting agreeing with Murphy, but he just went ahead and punched the grounder. One week and he went from trying to get along with the grounders to beating the shit out of one. Damn.

"Hey, hey!" Bellamy yelled, grabbing Finn and yanking him away from the grounder.

"That escalated quickly." I whispered to Murphy, looking next to me at him in shock. He also appeared surprised, but probably more because that was the first time someone other than me said he was right.

"Where is the girl who was wearing this watch?" Finn continued to yell, trying to push Bellamy off of himself.

"Finn stop. You don't want to do this!" Bellamy tried to reason, but we all knew that was a lie. Finn wanted to do anything it took. "There are some lines you can't uncross." Bellamy sounded like he was talking from experience, and it took me a moment to remember that they had tortured Lincoln. Ironically enough, for Finn.

"Where is Clarke? Where is she." Finn kept babbling, as Bellamy's arm's went up in front of Finn again. "Back off!" Finn finally yelled at Bellamy, pushing himself away from Bellamy and then drawing his gun on Bellamy.

Instinctively at the draw of the gun, I nearly jumped up and ran. Murphy however was quicker and grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him and also a little behind him.

"This is really escalating. Holy shit." I whispered as I clung onto Murphy's upper arm, bringing my head close to his so Finn wouldn't hear and draw the gun on me instead.

"Put the gun down, Finn." Bellamy said, but didn't sound too confident and raised his arms slightly to show he wasn't pulling any funny business.

"He's going to kill everyone, isn't he?" Murphy turned his head, his lips only inches away from my ear as he spoke. Quickly I turned my head to look at him, our faces only inches apart as I nodded. The fear I felt inside me was shown on Murphy's face.

Finn didn't drop the gun however, and instead pointed it at the grounder. "Three seconds." Finn said, his voice devoid of all emotion. If there had been a window in the bunker, I would have already been half out of it. This situation oozed insanity, and I had a feeling it was only going to get worse. "Two." Finn continued, waiting another moment before readying the gun and saying, "One."

"Okay!" The grounder yelled, startling me even more then the situation had already. "I'll tell you. Your friends are east of here." The grounder said, closing his one eye and hoping Finn wouldn't shoot.

"East where?" Finn demanded. "How do we get them?" He took a step closer to the grounder, the gun still aimed at the grounder's head.

"This gun flailing and not knowing east is getting a little too much for me." I whispered to Murphy, my grip on his upper arm tightening. I could feel my breathing quicken as my body went into panic mode. Panic mode for my body was just horrible shaking, which I didn't really want to deal with right then.

"At least we are getting somewhere." Murphy tried to reason back to me, but his voice quivered slightly and I could tell that he knew Finn had lost his mind completely.

"I can draw you a map." The grounder reasoned, before adding "But you should hurry, soon they'll outlive their usefulness."

Now that made my blood boil a bit. Outlive their usefulness? I didn't even want to consider we'd be too late to get Reed. I clenched my teeth, exhaling from my nose deeply to try to calm myself.

Finn nodded, "Get him something to draw a map." The gun in Finn's hand lowered slightly as Monroe grabbed some paper and a pen, and Bellamy untied the grounder only enough for him to draw a really shitty map.

Murphy stood up as the grounder started to draw, and my hold on his upper arm pulled me up too. Murphy slowly walked past Bellamy, smirking slightly.

"You thought I was the crazy one, huh?" Murphy remarked, raising a brow at Bellamy.

"You gave a gun to a guy so desperate to find the like, love of his life that he would do anything to get her. Instead of giving it to Murphy. You're gonna wanna reflect on that." I whispered quietly to Bellamy, causing his scowl to deepen.

Murphy nodded, before he continued leading me across the bunker to lean against the wall, creating distance between Finn and ourselves.

Murphy and I stayed leaning against the other side of the bunker's walls, watching Finn wearily. He kept pacing, and I swear he had crazy eyes, even after the map had been fully drawn and the grounder was retied.

"Gather up your gear, we're leaving." Bellamy said to Sterling and Monroe, whom had stayed near the bunker's ladder the whole time. Smart move, really. If this went south with Finn they could get out a lot quicker than us.

"What about him?" Sterling finally spoke up, nodding towards the grounder on the floor.

"For now, we leave him. We'll deal with him when we're done." Bellamy said, and I watched Murphy tense slightly beside me before pushing himself away from the wall.

"What if he escapes?" Murphy asked, glaring at Bellamy.

"He does know where we are going." I agreed. I'd already been tortured once by the grounders, I didn't need to be tortured again. And that was what was going to happen if the grounder got loose while we were gone.

"We are not killing him." Bellamy dismissed, looking at Sterling and Monroe for backup.

"I'm not seeing another option here." Murphy insisted, taking another step closer to Bellamy. "If we don't take care of this now, this is gonna blow back on us." Murphy was right, but Bellamy was convinced otherwise. Bellamy was always convinced otherwise.

"You guys did beat the shit out of him. Most people don't like that." I tried reminding Bellamy of the truth, but Bellamy only sighed and shook his head.

"He's unarmed." Bellamy's excuses were getting plain pathetic. He had started a war against them, and now he wanted to let this one go?

"He's a grounder." Murphy said, looking at Sterling and Monroe for support.

"I don't know." Monroe faltered, a nervous look spreading over her face. Sterling shrugged, as always. The guy had a signature move, and man did he stick to it.

"What do you mean, 'I don't know'? He's gonna tell his people everything. We're as good as dead." Murphy spat, about to throw his hands up in the air in annoyance.

"We're worse than dead. When they are done with us, we will wish that we were dead." I couldn't help but choke out, and Murphy turned his head to look at me. His hand reached out and I grabbed it, stepping closer to him in a feeble attempt to feel safer.

"Our friends too." Murphy added, looking back at Bellamy.

"Look." Bellamy exhaled deeply, "We are not doing this. End of discussion. You want him, you're gonna have to go through me." Bellamy took a step in front of the grounder.

"What happened to you, huh?" Murphy spat. "You're talking like you've never killed a grounder."

"That was battle. This would be an execution." Bellamy said, and it was my turn to exhale deeply.

"We are still at war. You started this." I remarked, my frown at Bellamy only deepening.

We were all so busy glaring at each other that Finn was able to walk past Bellamy and shoot the grounder in the head.

The gunshot echoing through the bunker was almost deafening, and I cringed instinctively, stepping closer to Murphy.

"Let's get moving." Finn hissed as he walked past Bellamy towards the stairs, the map in his hand.

It took everyone a moment to start moving. We all seemed too afraid to follow Finn, but slowly Sterling and Monroe followed Finn up the ladder. Murphy quickly stormed past Bellamy, dragging me along with him. He was shaking his head at Bellamy before he dropped my hand and motioned for me to go up the ladder first.

"You're gonna wanna reflect on that, Bellamy." I called out behind me, and I heard Murphy chuckle as I started climbing up the ladder.

Murphy and I had no clue what we had gotten ourselves into, but we were more than certain it wasn't good.