Happy Murphiley Mondays!
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We ran for what felt like hours. It was probably only an hour, but it was one hell of an hour. Keep in mind I had been stabbed in the leg not even a week earlier. So it wasn't much of running for me as it was hastily limping while Murphy held my hand for support. As the hour grew Murphy looked angry and angrier when he looked at Bellamy, and gave me more sympathetic glances.
"Everyone, eyes peeled." Bellamy barked over his shoulder, "We're in grounder territory."
I couldn't help but snort at that. We were never not in grounder territory. Murphy groaned beside me and let out a deep exhale as he looked back at me before speaking up.
"Everything is grounder territory, alright?" Murphy spat, and he slowed down slightly as he caught another glimpse of my leg. "Riley can't keep running with that leg." Murphy added as he slowed his pace down to a stop. "We don't even know if the guy Finn killed is telling the truth."
Monroe and Sterling stopped behind us, and Bellamy turned to look at all of us standing still before sighing. Murphy turned his head to glare at Bellamy, almost daring Bellamy to make us move.
"Keep moving." Finn said, looking back at us for a moment as well before turning back around. Bellamy yanked Finns arm, pulling him back to stop him.
"Give them a minute." Bellamy said defeatedly as he looked from Finn to us.
"No, we can't. You heard what that grounder said, 'they'll outlive their usefulness.'" Finn remarked, looking at Bellamy offended. But also with that glimmer of crazy eyes. Ah yes, within that hour I had almost forgotten what Finn's crazy eyes looked like. I had also realized I hadn't missed it, either.
"Guys, I'm okay." I said as I let go of Murphy's hand and tried to walk in front of him, tripping over my own legs and nearly falling. Luckily for me Murphy's hands shot out grabbed me, one hand on my shoulder and the other on my hip, making sure I didn't fall, but also not letting go. He pulled me closer to him, my back hitting his chest. "Besides, I've heard you only need one leg to survive." I added jokingly, trying to make light of the pain I was in. As if joking about it would make it go away.
"That's kidneys." Murphy shot back as he pulled me even closer to him, shaking his head in disdain as his hand on my shoulder dropped, but his hand around my waist stayed.
"I'm sure the principle still applies. Probably." I remarked, shrugging as I turned myself to face him, grabbing onto his shoulder and pushing him away slightly. His hand around my waist didn't budge, however and instead he looked at me tiredly.
"You need to rest, or something." Murphy insisted, slowly letting his hand fall from my waist.
"No, really. I'm fine." I insisted, trying to walk ahead to where Bellamy and Finn were bickering to prove a point.
What I hadn't been doing however was watching my step, and somehow we all had missed the fact that there were not only dead bodies around us, but in our path.
For the second time in my life I found myself on the ground, having tripped over a dead body. "Not again." I groaned, wanting to get as far away from the body as possible but also incredibly tired, and instead I let myself lay on the ground for a moment as Murphy walked over to me with a smug look on his face. It was his 'I told you so' look, and I was starting to know that look all too well again.
"Where did they come from?" Murphy asked as he shot a glance at Bellamy, who was standing next to my laying form as well.
"The ark." Bellamy deadpanned, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
"Well duh." I snapped back, knowing full and well that we all could tell that they came from the ark, and that Murphy had been asking for more of an explanation than that.
Murphy chuckled as he looked back down at me, extending his arm for me to grab. I quickly grabbed it and he yanked me up as Bellamy and Finn started walking ahead. Sterling and Monroe waited for Murphy and I to go in front of them, and we all looked around for the source of the bodies. Not really what I had wanted to do, but as always. No one had asked me.
What we hadn't expected however was a gigantic crater, off an even larger cliff, where it looked like the factory station had landed. It must've landed right at the edge of a cliff, which had only made the drop down worse.
"That's a rough landing." Murphy stated as we all looked over the edge in awe.
Bellamy exhaled deeply before stepping away from the ledge. "There's nothing we can do for these people, we've got to go."
Finn nodded, jumped away from the ledge like it was a disease and started heading in the direction the map lead. Murphy nodded as well, and took a few steps away until he looked back at me, waiting for me to move.
I couldn't however, not with the way Sterling was looking down the cliff. "Sterling?" I said quietly, starting to get the picture. He must've been from Factory station, and all his friends and family must've died. Bummer. Monroe sighed and started walking away as well, and I was about to pull Sterling away when he finally looked closer down the cliff.
"Did you hear that?" Sterling asked, looking at me for a moment before looking down again. Monroe came back to stand next to Sterling, but no one else moved.
"Hey, someone's down there!" Monroe remarked as she looked over the edge again, this time pointing way below us on the cliff's edge. Quickly I took another step closer to the edge, looking over hesitantly.
"Please, help me!" A woman's voice shrieked, and my eyes grew in shock as I watched the poor girl hold onto a tree growing out of the cliff.
"Mel?" Sterling yelled down, hope and concern spreading over his face.
"You know her?" Murphy asked as he walked back, stepping in between Sterling and I to look down. I ignored how he had felt the need to purposely step in between Sterling and I.
"Shut up Murphy, she's my friend. We have to do something." Sterling said as he shrugged off his backpack and walked away from the ledge.
"Like scale down a cliff?" I asked dryly as I took another peak down before watching as Sterling kneeled down by a tree stump, pulling a rope out of his backpack.
"Yes." Sterling replied flatly, hastily tying the rope around the stump before walking back towards us and the cliff.
What I hadn't noticed however was Bellamy and Finn a few feet away, bickering yet again. Sterling tied the rope around him and already had one foot off the edge of the cliff when Bellamy finally yelled, "We're moving out."
Sterling continued however, quickly rappelled down the edge.
"Oh, too late." I huffed to myself as I watched Sterling descend down.
"Yeah well, it looks like we're taking that break after all, huh?" Murphy spat as he looked up from Sterling to give Bellamy a satisfied grin. Bellamy groaned as Finn behind him stomped for a moment. Finn looked like he was about to throw his gun down in frustration. Which honestly I would've preferred. I did not trust that guy with a gun anymore.
"I'm almost there!" Sterling shouted up, "Once I have her, pull us up." He added, and Murphy beside me chuckled.
"Yeah, we know how it works Sterling." I shouted back, growing nervous. I had spent a lot of time with Sterling when Murphy had been exiled, and I didn't like how he could fall to his death. He had always been around Reed and I, helping us collect plants and shrugging indifferently before smiling.
"I'd say he's heard one too many of your motivational speeches." Murphy said as he shot another grin at Bellamy. Murphy was getting a real kick out of Sterling. I think he was just happy someone was rebelling against Bellamy. Someone besides himself or me, of course.
"Shut up Murphy." Bellamy shot back, glaring.
"This is so stressful." I whispered to myself, looking over at the rope and the tree stump. "I'm just gonna." I started as I walked around Monroe, plopping myself onto the ground near the rope. I crossed my legs, "Hold onto this." I finished as I grabbed the rope. Finally, with my hands on the rope was I able to let out a deep breath.
Holding the rope made me feel better. It made me feel even better when Sterling faltered, the rope tightening slightly. I felt like I was doing something, as opposed to you know, just watching in horror. Also I couldn't see off the ledge only a foot away from me, so I didn't have to witness anything.
"What are you doing?" Murphy asked as he walked towards me, smirking slightly. He was still way to proud of himself for making fun of Bellamy.
"It calms me down to hold onto the rope." I said, smiling at him and shrugging. He shook his head, smiling back.
His smile faded quickly, when suddenly the knot around the stump untied, and all of Sterlings weight landed on me holding the rope. I was yanked towards the cliff, my torso following my hands as the rope started heading over the cliff.
The only thing that stopped me from falling completely over the edge was Murphy who had leaped and grabbed onto my legs. With my head and torso hanging over a freaking cliff, and I had suddenly found myself looking way to far down.
"Fuck." Murphy hissed, his grip around my legs tightening as I slid further over the cliff. I was looking down, realizing just how deep the cliff was. Sterling was looking up at me in surprise and horror as he held onto Mel.
From behind me I heard people gather, grabbing the rest of the rope that was still on the ledge. They yanked, and slowly I felt myself get dragged up from the ledge. Murphy's legs ended up on either side of mine and he was able to grab the rope on either side of my hands, almost making me want to cry. I couldn't find it in myself to fully let go of the rope, even though I felt a burning in my hands. Rope burn.
"Oh my god." I whispered, trying to breathe. Murphy's legs came around me closer, and he was pretty much surrounding me completely. I could feel his chest against my back.
Apparently, I hadn't breathed the whole time I was over the ledge, I was too scared. I could feel my hands shaking while holding the rope, the reality sinking in even more as the minutes of trying to pull Sterling and Mel dragged on.
Sterling nearly died. I nearly died. If I hadn't been a weird ass loser, the rope would've just fallen. Sterling would've fallen to his death. I was a fucking life saver. Actually, Murphy was. If he hadn't grabbed me, I would've been the exact opposite of a life saver. A life endangerer? I would've fallen down the cliff with Sterling, and we'd both be pissed off in the other life about it, probably.
It took us all a long time to pull them up and while we were, arrows fell around us. A perfect time for the grounders to attack, really. None of us could exactly move. Monroe and Finn quickly covered us, shooting at the trees. The stress of this whole situation made me want to scream, but I couldn't even find my voice anymore.
Sterling and Mel were almost at the top when an acid fog horn was blown. I didn't know whether or not to be thankful or worried. We could tell grounders quickly left when arrows were no longer being shot, but now we'd have to deal with acid fog.
As Sterling and Mel finally got over the edge, Monroe and Finn helped them up off the ground and away from the ledge. Bellamy let go of the rope, exhaling deeply in exhaustion before standing up as well.
I couldn't stand, Murphy's arms and legs still around me as he held onto the rope on either sides of my hands. With shaking hands I dropped the rope, and Murphy did as well, bringing my back closer into his chest and wrapping his arms around me tightly. I grabbed onto his forearms, keeping them close to me. I finally realized it wasn't just my hands shaking, it was my whole body.
"You're safe. I've got you." Murphy whispered, his head next to mine as he leaned over my shoulder and kissed my cheek, his face lingering next to mine. Murphy rested his head against the side of mine, trying to catch his breath as well.
I had never experienced such fear in my life, and I had been tortured before. And stabbed in the leg. Maybe it was because when I had been tortured, I didn't know what Murphy had meant to me. Now, everything was different. Not to say I ever wanted to die, but now I had even more of a reason to live. Because my asshole of a childhood best friend had my back, quite literally considering my back was being pressed against his chest, and his legs on either side of mine.
The reason we didn't have to take cover from acid fog was Octavia, June, and Breton. Octavia had blown the horn, and she seemed quite proud of herself. Murphy finally caught his breath, lifted himself up, dragging me up as well and then he brought me away cliffs edge and over to a tree stump, where he sat me back down again.
I looked over at everyone. Monroe had taken an arrow to the thigh, Mel had a broken arm and dozens of scrapes, and even Sterling looked like hell. He had grabbed onto the ledge so hard parts of his fingernails had come off, and all his fingers were bleeding. Gross. I was really starting to dislike this losing a nail concept.
Everyone seemed busy tending to their wounds, or chatting it up. Bellamy hadn't seen his sister or June in so long, I wasn't sure he'd ever let go of them. (Which, Breton was certainly not happy about, but didn't have much of a say in.)
"What were you thinking?" Murphy said bitterly, snapping me out of my trance. He kneeled down in front of me, his face near mine again. "You should've let go. Fuck Sterling, why would you risk your live for his?"
I honestly didn't have an answer. I didn't know why my natural reaction to a situation where a rope was dragging me off a ledge would be to hold on tighter. All I knew was that it had happened. I couldn't regret my choices when Mel and Sterling were smiling so brightly at each other. Sterling was beaming, even though he was in immense pain. He loved her, and whether or not it was love-love, or friendship love, it didn't matter.
"Okay, you don't need to be an asshole." I whispered, still looking Sterling and Mel. They were both so happy. Mel was saying something to Sterling, and he was nodding."You could've just let me die."
Murphy grabbed my chin and turned my head to him so fast I nearly got whiplash. His eyes showed how livid he was at the concept, and I immediately regretted saying it. "No. I couldn't have just let you die. Never." He said, his grip tightening on my chin as his arm shook slightly.
"Thank you." I whispered, and he nodded, his facial expression calming slightly and he started to frown when I looked down, trying to prevent myself from crying. There's something about life or death situations that really turn the waterworks on in my eyes.
"We need to move. The grounders will come back." Breton said loudly, startling me. Murphy sighed deeply, letting go of my chin but still looking at me.
"We need to go, now." June agreed. I looked around as Murphy finally stood up. It appeared the majority of them were going to go back to camp Jaha. I didn't blame them, either. Most of them were seriously injured or in some way needing to go back to protect the injured.
"If we go back, they'll lock us up again." I whispered as I stood up, quickly rubbing my eyes of any possible tears and letting my hands drop to my side. Murphy's arms dropped to his side and he grabbed my hands, holding them in his.
"It's your choice." Murphy whispered back, and staring down at me. "You did nearly fall off a cliff, after all."
"It's okay, I mean scarred for life." I said as I smiled slightly, looking away for a moment before looking back at him. "I can still follow Finn around. Although I feel like we might regret our choice either way." I said, squeezing his hands before letting go. He nodded, grimacing as he backed away from me. I nodded one last time at Murphy and then started walk towards Finn. "Besides, If I learned anything it's that if I'm with you, I won't die." I added, turning to look at Murphy and smile.
He half smiled back, nodding his head before following me. "I was wondering if your dumb-ass would ever learn." He teased, before looking over his shoulder and saying to Bellamy, "Parting, such sweet sorrow."
"Where the hell do you two think you're going?" Bellamy asked, making us both stop in our tracks. I tilted my body to raise a brow at Bellamy.
"To keep the crazy from going crazier." I deadpanned, nodding my head towards Finn.
Bellamy nodded, before shaking his head and taking the machine gun out from around him, carelessly tossing it in Murphy's direction.
"Definitely not something you should be throwing." I hissed and I cringed, glaring at Bellamy for a moment before I noticed the smile grow on Murphy's face. Murphy got his gun, and he was way too damn happy about it. He deserved it though, he had saved my life.
"Watch his back." Bellamy said, looking at Murphy before nodding in Finn's direction. Murphy nodded, turning to follow Finn. I was about to follow as well when Bellamy added, "And Riley, keep them out of trouble."
I snorted, looking back and nodding at Bellamy, "Well, someone's got to."
It wasn't much longer after the cliff that I had found myself crouched between Finn and Murphy, both of them looking in the viewfinders of their guns at the grounder camp. Not only was I out of the view finding loop, but it had started raining. So we were crouching on the muddy ground. It sucked to crouch with a bad leg.
"I count 26." Finn whispered to Murphy.
"I got 28." Murphy whispered back, and I couldn't help but huff.
"I've got myself. And no gun." I interjected, but they ignored it. Typical. Just dudes being bros while I got to awkwardly sit in the middle like the rose between two thorns.
"These people don't look like warriors, Finn." Murphy sighed, turning to look around me at Finn tiredly. "Just kids, old people. There's nothing big enough to hold our friends."
"They could be underground." Finn shot back, not even bothering to stop looking in his view finder.
"Now you're just grasping at straws." I mumbled, wanting to sit down but not really in the mood to get muddy.
"We will wait till dark, and then we go in." Finn stated, and I turned to look at Murphy, raising a brow.
He shrugged, bringing himself to look into the viewfinder. "You choose for us to go with him." Murphy whispered to me, and I groaned. My hands flew up to my head and I leaned my head on them in defeat.
"Don't remind me." I whispered back, and I looked up. Murphy chuckled, smiling at me before gazing back into the viewfinder.
"Finn, we don't even know if our people are here." Murphy said, and I nodded. Not like Finn saw my nodding, but it made me feel better.
"They're here. Or they were when that grounder took Clarke's watch." Finn said, and I was surprised in his sheer confidence about the situation. I guess when you lose it, you get confident in your insanity.
"You have a lot of faith in a guy with one eye to be telling the truth." I mumbled, shifting slightly to try to get comfortable. It was hopeless though, I wasn't going to get comfortable crouching down like this.
"What if we're too late, huh?" Murphy asked, and I took a sharp inhale. I didn't want to think about being too late, but at the same time I really didn't want Reed to have been tortured for this long.
"How much ammo do we have?" Finn asked, ignoring what Murphy and I had said.
"You know, I think I liked you better as a peacemaker." Murphy replied dryly, lifting his head away from his gun to glare in Finn's direction.
"I think I liked him better before he lost his mind." I mumbled to Murphy, and Murphy's eyes flashed towards me as he smirked.
The rain stopped soon after it had started, which I was immensely thankful for. We also were able to find a large tree close to the grounder's camp, one where the dirt under it hadn't turned to mud. I had fallen asleep sitting between Finn and Murphy, and woke up to the latter shaking me awake. It must've finally been the middle of the night, meaning the grounders were asleep and we were going to investigate.
Murphy and I hesitantly followed Finn, Murphy in front of me and right behind Finn. As Finn walked past a torch he grabbed it.
"Are you insane?" I hissed, looking around Murphy to Finn. I did not trust Finn with fire right now.
"This isn't part of the plan." Murphy tried reminding Finn, but Finn shook his head.
"I'm changing the plan." Finn remarked as he started running ahead, forcing us to follow or lose him. I kinda wanted to lose him at this point, but I stayed trailing behind Murphy as Finn set the grounder's food on fire and ran to hide behind some crates. There was enough room for all of us behind the crates, but if anyone had actually looked closely they would've seen we were there.
"Distraction? Not bad." Murphy admitted. I wanted to punch Murphy for encouraging him, but Finn started running before I could speak up and we started trailing behind him again.
I was beyond pissed at this point. We kept sneaking around, the boys going a lot faster than I could with my leg. As we ran past a door someone ran out, and before I could look behind me I felt someone grab my arm, yanking me back.
I was beyond furious now. I don't like people touching me and I'd be damned if I let myself get attacked by a grounder again. I might've nearly died yesterday, but no one should ever mess with me. Those lessons Murphy had given me went into over drive, and I lunged at the guy. He hadn't been expecting it, and I caught him extremely off guard. I was able to land a good punch, crunching his nose. He doubled over, letting me go as I started to try to kick him.
By the time Murphy had made his way back to me, the grounder was on the ground groaning. "We need to run." Murphy said, bringing my hand into his. I looked up at him startled before I looked over at Finn.
"We can't. They'll kill our people." Finn hissed as he stormed past us towards the grounder I have just beaten up.
"They'll kill us." Murphy retorted, but Finn wasn't listening anymore. He dragged the grounder up and started pulling him, gun aimed at his head. He sent a bunch of gun shots up in the air, and Murphy and I stopped following for a moment as we watched Finn in fear.
"Who's in charge here?" Finn screamed as he neared the grounder crowd in the center of their town. Slowly and hesitantly we followed behind, not really wanting to follow him anymore, but knowing we couldn't just leave him. I squeezed Murphy's hand tighter, and he responded the same.
A man, with hair somewhat similar to Breton stepped forward. This man had a huge face tattoo, so I couldn't really trust him. Face tattoos are never a good idea. Although his was kinda tasteful, I suppose.
"Our leader isn't here. You can deal with me." The grounder said confidently.
"Nobody has to get hurt. We just want our people back." Finn replied, and I didn't need to see his face to know he was doing that crazy eyes thing again.
"We don't have your people." The grounder said, staring intently at Finn.
"Then you wouldn't mind if we looked around." Finn remarked, aiming his gun at their temporary leader. The grounder nodded, and spoke in grounder to the rest. By morning Finn had managed to corral all of the grounders in the animal pen in the center of the town. Once the grounders were all huddled, he ran off and barged through doors, tearing the town apart.
"Finn has lost it, Murph." I whispered as we both stared at the grounders, making sure they wouldn't move.
I didn't blame them if they had wanted to run away from Finn. Hell, I knew the guy and I wanted to run away.
"Whenever Finn gets close, stand behind me." Murphy whispered back. "Good job beating that guy up, also. Damn." He added, giving me a quick half smile before staring at the grounders again. I couldn't help but smile back. He may have saved me from dying yesterday, but I wasn't weak. I could hand out my own.
"See, we don't have your people." The grounder yelled as Finn ran past us, making me jump. Finn didn't listen, and instead continued tearing through the place. Finn suddenly stopped moving.
"You find something?" Murphy yelled, his gaze never leaving the grounders.
"Finn?" I yelled as well, turning to look at Finn. Whatever he saw was making him distraught, but with his state of mind at that moment it could've been literally anything. Finn was at the point where he could've seen a bird with Clarke's coloring and would've said it was a sign.
"Finn, answer me. Are you all right?" Murphy yelled, and I couldn't help but scoff.
"We already know he's not alright." I whispered, motioning towards the corral in front of us.
Murphy turned his head for a moment to look back at Finn, and within that second a grounder got up. "Hey, on your knees." Murphy yelled, getting closer and pointing the gun at the guy until he sat back down.
Finn ran past us, and Murphy instinctively put his hand out in front of me to separate me from being close to Finn. Finn jumped over the corral's wall, a jacket in hand. He threw the jacket down at the grounders feet, crazy eyes to the extreme.
"What have you done with them?" Finn screamed, raising his gun at the grounder.
"Hey Finn." Murphy said, stepping in front of me and getting a little closer to Finn and reaching out for him. "Finn, come on."
"Their clothes are here!" Finn screamed back, his eyes and gun still trained on the grounder. "You killed them!" Finn continued, as his aim faltered slightly towards the other grounders.
A few tried to get up in fear, causing Murphy to ready his gun as well. The leader however shouted something at them, and they all sat back down. "Your friends are not here. I saw one Octavia, but she was alone until she met up with a June, and Breton." It was clear the leader knew who Breton was, but didn't particularly like him.
"These people are scavengers, Finn." Murphy reasoned, and I nodded. Once again, it wasn't like Finn had seen me nod, but it made me feel better.
"They probably just found the stuff, Finn." I tried coaxing him as well, but instead of calming him down Finn got more worked up. He grabbed the lady closest to him, pushing her into the ground. He stepped on her, and she started to scream.
"Finn!" I screamed, horror washing over me.
"Stop! Stop, listen to us!" Murphy yelled, reaching out and grabbing Finn.
Finn yanked his arm away, "Get off of me!" He hissed as he glared at Murphy for a moment before bringing his attention back to the woman who was still under his boot.
"What the hell Finn." I hissed, about to just raise my arms in defeat and leave.
"Finn, don't do this." Murphy yelled desperately. "Man, let's just walk out of here while we still can, okay?"
"Finn, please don't do this to us." I said as I stepped closer to Murphy's back. Finn was going to get us both killed, and I didn't really want to die. Let alone any kind of death the grounders had to offer.
Finn exhaled deeply before getting off the woman and jumping over the corral's wall. Murphy backed up, his hands ready to shoot out to protect me if it came down to it. Finn instead started walking manically in a circle, and I was surprised he wasn't talking to himself too.
"He told us our friends were here, why would he do that?" Finn finally whispered, sounding like he was about to have a break down. To be honest he probably was about to have a break down.
"The guy with one eye?" Murphy asked, annoyance dripping in his words.
"You had a gun to his head, Finn." I added, moving a little bit closer to Murphy's back.
"A man with one eye?" The leader spoke up, surprised. "You saw Delano. A snake, a thief. He and his men were cast out. You are his revenge."
"That sounds about right." I deadpanned. I always knew I would be used as revenge. Don't ask why, it just seemed like something that would happen to me.
"Okay?" Murphy said, looking from the grounder back to Finn. "We need to go, now."
Finn was about to look up at us and nod, when suddenly a guy jumped up and over the corral wall, trying to make a run for it. Still didn't blame him. Screams erupted as the leader tried to make them sit down, but when Finn started shooting, none of them seemed to be able to stay down.
Murphy took a few steps back, pushing me back behind him farther as well in an attempt to make some distance between me and Finn. Murphy tried to grab Finn's coat, to yank him to follow us, but as more people jumped up, Finn shot more.
I wanted to throw up. Finn had just shot down kids, and old people. Murphy kept screaming Finn's name, and I was just plain screaming. Finally I reached around Murphy's outstretched arm and tried to pull Finn away as well. I started screaming stop instead, but he still didn't stop.
He didn't stop until he saw three silhouettes come out through the trees. It was Clarke, Octavia, and Bellamy. Octavia came running, and it was clear she had known one of the kids that had died. Rough for her. Alternatively you have got to give her credit for making friends so easily.
Finn didn't watch her, his eyes still transfixed on Clarke as she walked towards him. Murphy and I let go of Finn, and Murphy turned to his body to face mine before looking back again.
"I found you." Finn said, taking a step closer to Clarke. Fear spread over her face and she shook her head, taking a step away from him. Finn had lost his mind over her and she had wanted nothing to do with it.