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I had gone into the dropship that night after I realized Murphy wasn't going to stop laughing for a while. I couldn't even be mad about him being happy, because I loved seeing him happy. How unfair was that?

When I woke up the next morning I found Murphy laying next to me, and as usual my heart did that horrible heart murmur thing. Last night had been horrible and amazing at the same time. Somehow, Murphy and I had went from being mad at each other to confessing how much we liked each other. How much more we liked each other than normal best friends, at least.

I was snapped out of it when I heard shouts from outside, and I sat up immediately. Jaha was no longer in the dropship where I had seen him the night before when I had went to sleep.

"Murphy." I finally whispered, nudging him to wake him up. He groaned and rolled over away from me. "Really, asshole? I think something weird is going on outside." I said, but all he did was snicker for a moment, not getting up. "I will go out there and investigate it by my damn self, then." I spat.

Now that woke him up. "I'm up, calm your shit down." He grumbled, yawning.

I rolled my eyes, pulling myself off the floor when Murphy finally spoke up again.

"Rhy." He whispered, and I watched as he stood up next to me. God, he's tall. "Were you serious, you know. Last night, about eventually going there…"

Oh boy. Not even awake for five minutes and he's already making sure he's on the train to pound town, or whatever.

"No. I actually have hated you all along. This is actually all a ploy-" Murphy didn't even let me finish. He rolled his eyes as he grabbed my hand, pulling me into him and catching my mouth with his.

It was quick, but when it finished we were both smiling. "You don't need to be a bitch about it." He teased as he gave my hand one last squeeze before letting it go.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes as he picked up the backpack off the floor. He gave me one last shit eating smirk before letting his face return to its normal facade. He grabbed the gun from his pocket and readied it, walking towards the outdoors first.

Out of all the things I had expected when we got outside, a group of people ready to follow Jaha was low, if not at the bottom of the list. With how crazy he had talked the night before, it was even lower than the idea of Clarke and Co. being outside with a surprise birthday cake.

What made it even weirder was that June and Breton were among the crowd, looking extremely out of place. June had a large backpack on, and her sword sheathed to her hip. Breton had a quiver full of arrows on his back, and his bow in his right hand.

"Hey, what the hell is this?" Murphy asked, looking around the crowd confused. I continued looking at June and Breton for a few more moments before looking to Jaha, waiting for an answer.

Jaha turned around and looked at us, smiling. "We're going to the city of light."

Now it was safe to say I was really confused. Why would June and Breton be in the crowd to go to some city of light? I had started thinking I might have died in my sleep the night before.

It would've made sense. The way Murphy had drawn me in for a kiss, cutting off my words with his mouth, was almost too good to be true.

"You're going now?" Murphy asked, and I looked at him to see an incredulous look on his face as he glared at Jaha. "There's a million ways to die out there."

"If it's not your time, nothing can kill you. But if it is your time, it only takes one." Jaha replied way too philosophically for me.

"That's really not reassuring at all." I mumbled. How was being told if it was my time, I'd die regardless supposed to make me feel good? Because it didn't.

"You even have a map?" Murphy asked, raising a brow at Jaha and crossing his arms over his chest.

"No." Jaha admitted. "Breton has heard enough to lead us, though."

June snorted loudly, and the whole crowd looked at her. She grinned, and as she was unable to stop laughing she turned away, trying to compose herself as Breton said; "I never said I knew that much."

Dear lord. They were being lead by Breton, who didn't know much about the matter.

"You two want to stop being criminals?" Jaha asked, bringing our attention away from Breton and back onto himself. "Then you have to stop thinking that's all you are." I didn't even know how to respond to that, which was surprising because I just about always had something snarky to say. "Take this leap of faith with me, John Murphy and Riley Parker. Let me show you there is so much more for both of you than this." Jaha said, and turned to lead the crowd away from the dropship.

"Our only two friends are going." I mumbled as I watched June's and Breton's backs as they started to walk away, lingering slightly behind the group.

It took Murphy a minute before he finally asked, "Do you really want to leave Reed?"

I exhaled deeply, closing my eyes for a moment before looking at him. "No." I admitted. "But I can't stop living in the hopes that she will be there. I think we have to move on with our lives."

It was one of the hardest things I had ever said in my life, and one of the hardest things to think about. Leaving camp Jaha was accepting that I'd never see Reed again, and that idea was scary as hell. She had been there for me for so long, I had never imagined my life without her. Mainly because I had always assumed I'd get floated at 18. But that wasn't the point.

"Are you sure?" Murphy asked hesitantly, his blue eyes boring deeply into mine.

"We've got each other. What more have we needed at camp Jaha?" I said quickly, starting to breath quicker. "Besides, I can tell you want to go. And running away from here didn't end up so badly for us last time."

Murphy shook his head and scoffed,"You got stabbed last time."

"Yeah, but it was just a flesh wound." I said, shrugging when he raised a brow. "Besides, this time we'll have sword wielding June and archer Breton."

I knew nothing could go two wrongly with those two around us. They weren't the kind to go down without a fight, just like Murphy and myself.

"Are you really sure?" Murphy had the audacity to ask again.

"I don't think I'll ever be sure of anything in my life, Murphy." I said as I let out a deep breath, then added, "Besides you."

"We're really doing this." Murphy said his eyes still on me but, almost like the idea was so shocking to himself that he felt like he had to tell himself.

"Well not if we stray far behind them." I mumbled and I looked at where they had walked off to. I smiled when I noticed June there.

"Are you two coming?" She shouted impatiently.

"Yeah." I shouted back. And with one final chuckle from Murphy, we ran to catch up to her.

I stopped for a moment once we got outside the camp's walls. "May we meet again, Reed. May we meet again." I whispered to myself as I looked at the dropship one more time before turning my back and running to catch up with Murphy, June, and Breton.

The dead zone was freaking weird. It was such a quick change. One second, we were walking through the forest, and then the next all there was around us was sand. Lots, and lots of sand. I had never realized how annoying sand was. Mainly because I had never experienced it before. It got everywhere, and we were forced to wear our hoods up and sometimes scarves so it wouldn't get in our mouth when it blew. And man, it blew around all the freaking time.

What was worse was that everything had slightly changed between Murphy and I. We had taken a step neither of us had ever taken before, and it was going to take time to adjust to us both knowing how the other felt. We had always had a feeling about it, but neither of us had really had the time to comphrend it. The day after the first time he had kissed me, he got hanged and I got felt up.

June was a savior, really. She walked by me the whole morning, and at one point finally realized just what had happened.

"Why is Murphy actually walking over by Breton?" June asked, watching how Breton, Murphy, and Jaha were all in front of us, leading the way.

That was a bizarre occurrence. Murphy had wanted to shoot Breton a day before just because Breton had to fix my stance sometimes in Archery practice. Now, he was walking next to Breton and didn't seem to be glaring at him. Or yelling, or any of the typical Murphy responses.

"I don't know." I mumbled, feeling my cheeks get warm.

I had known why. We were still grasping what it all meant, and giving each other some time to breath was probably the smartest thing we had done in a while.

"Did you guys finally admit your feelings for each other?" June quietly asked, stopping me dead in my tracks. She turned to look at me and then laughed, and continued walking.

I took a deep breath before jumping to catch up with her. "How do you do it?" I paused for a moment, watching Murphy's back. "Go from best friends to something more?"

She let out a deep sigh, "When were you two locked up, again? I mean, what age?"

"We were both 14 turning on 15." I admitted, and I looked at her to see her smiling and shaking her head. She knew just by me saying our age, that we hadn't had any relationships of this manner before. Unlike her probably, considering she had never been locked up.

"Well." She exhaled deeply, and I watched her eyes go to Breton, "It's not like he's no longer going to be your best friend." I known that was true, but for some reason it was a relief to hear. "It's just that sometimes its going to be more. That jealousy thing is probably going to get worse for him, too."

I couldn't help but laugh at that as my eyes went to Murphy. As if he knew I was looking at him, he turned to look back. His eyes caught mine and he looked relieved when he noticed June next to me, and then he turned back to keep walking.

"It's really going to get worse for him when you two actually get around to screwing each other." June said so quickly, I had hoped I had heard her wrong. My mouth dropped open and my eyes shot to hers. When my eyes landed on her she started laughing so hard even Breton had to look back for a moment.

"I really did not want to have that talk with you." I mumbled, trying to force my mouth to stay shut. Finally after a few minutes of her strangled laughs, I finally gave in and started laughing too.

It was funny. Not even a month earlier I would've told someone they were out of the fucking mind if they had told me this is where I would end up. Never in my dreams did I expect to find myself following freaking Chancellor Jaha across a desert, and having girly conversations with weird-ass grounder loving June about Murphy and I.

Hearing our laughter go on for so long made Murphy stop walking, looking back and waiting for us to reach him.

"What are you two laughing about so hard?" Murphy asked as he raised a brow, looking from June to myself.

June snorted, shaking her head. "Wouldn't you love to know." She choked out between giggles.

Murphy frowned at her before looking back at me and raising a brow as he joined in step with us, right next to me.

"Honestly, you really don't." I admitted.

Something told me no matter how much he liked to bring the conversation to this sort of topic, he would not be happy to talk about it with June. I had hardly wanted to talk about it with June and she was my friend.

Murphy shook his head in defeat, and we all walked a bit faster to catch up with Breton and Jaha.

Once we reached Breton and Jaha, Breton fell into step next to June. As I looked from June to Breton, I realized I never really asked how they met. I had just know that he had saved her life, or something. Jaha didn't seem into being apart of the gang, and started walking faster than us to lead. Whatever, Jaha.

"How did you meet Breton, exactly?" I asked as I continued looking at June.

June frowned, letting out a deep sigh before saying, "Well, it was that night you were watching the fire with Monty and Reed."

Hearing Reed's name was like a shot to the heart. Remembering that night, Reed next to me on the log as all we had talked about was what we had achieved while on earth. Mine had been that Murphy had made out with me. It had all seemed so trivial back then.

My whole body must've tensed at hearing Reed's name, because the next thing I knew Murphy had intertwined his fingers with mine, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. I squeezed it back, so thankful for his existence.

"That ship carrying Raven had fallen, and Bellamy had told everyone to wait till morning." June let out a deep exhale, "But he didn't wait. Octavia and I followed him, trying to find out why he would go off by himself."

"Because he's a selfish asshole?" Murphy asked, and instead of correcting him, June nodded.

"He had shot Chancellor Jaha to get himself and me on the dropship. He hadn't told Octavia or myself that." June looked pissed. "He had made me an assessory to murder, and had been going to make sure no communications between us and the ark couldn't be made."

Damn. No wonder she was pissed. I had known Bellamy was an asshole, but I hadn't known that. Then again, I was always the last person to know anything.

"Octavia was even madder." June added, "And she had run off in the opposite direction. I had followed her, considering she had been my best friend when we were growing up. We ended up falling down a steep hill, both getting knocked unconscious." June continued, her breathing starting to calm as she lifted up her sleeve to show a horrendous scar that went from her wrist all the way to the middle of the upper arm, "I got cut really badly on a jagged rock. I would've died if Breton hadn't found me."

Silence broke between all of us as she pulled her sleeve back down. I was in shock. No one had told me that, and I hadn't noticed a cut on her arm until she had started to teach me how to fight, and even then it had been mostly covered.

"How did he find you?" Murphy asked from beside me, his thumb stroking mine and sending butterflies up my arm.

"Lincoln and I were on a scouting mission." Breton finally pipped in, "And we had found them. Lincoln took Octavia, I took June. I had taken June to a cave away from Tondc."

"What is Tondc?" I sputtered, leaning my head out slightly to look around June to Breton.

"Tondc was the village that Finn had massacred." Breton replied, refusing to look at me and instead he continued looking out in front of us at where we were walking.

"Anyways," June cut in, trying to defuse the tension. "Breton had helped me get better. I could've left earlier to get back to you guys, but I was so mad at Bellamy I didn't want to. Also, Breton knew a whole language unknown to me that I could learn."

I couldn't help but snort at that, shaking my head as I looked at her. She was such a freaking linguist, deciding to stay with a strange guy who could kill her, just because then she could learn something new.

"And then you kept going back to him." I added as I looked away from her to look in front of me.

"Yeah. I couldn't handle Bellamy and his 'righteous' crusade." June said, and I could see out of the corner of my eye she was shrugging, "Bellamy had lied to us, and then tortured Lincoln. It was all a little too much for me."

"I can't believe he let Murphy get hanged for a crime he didn't commit, when he had shot Chancellor Jaha." I mumbled, defeated.

"Exactly." June huffed, and from beside my I felt Murphy squeeze my hand even tighter. I looked at him and saw that he was looking back at me, and we smiled at each other before looking ahead.

The rest of the day went surprisingly well. Also, kinda weird. I had learned way too much about Breton. June had apparently been extremely deprived of any sort of female conversation, and quickly turned to topics neither Murphy or Breton had wanted to hear.

I had learned that her side braid she had gotten, and Breton's braid were linked. They showed their devotion to each other. It was oddly endearing, but also just a little weird. When I had asked her why she would pledge her devotion so quickly or whatever, she said it was because we were all at war. Neither of them knew most days if they would live to see the next, and they had wanted to live as long as they could being each others.

Which was sickeningly sweet, and even though I told her how weird it was, I kind of envied her. June knew now for the rest of her life where she stood with Breton, and that was apparently with him right next to each her.

As night fell, we all made camp in a valley between a bunch of large dunes. Food was rationed out, and fires were made. The majority shared one large fire, but being the lepers of society the four of us were, we made a smaller one farther away from the rest.

It was the first night in weeks that I had gotten to sit next to a fire, and actually talk to people. Breton told us grounder legends, which were horrifying to say the least. Growing up a grounder must've been rough, considering their parents didn't tell them that there was nothing under their bed, or to not be scared. Their parents told them that they needed to kill their fears, and eat them for sustenance.

There we precautionary tales, of not being allowed to hold a gun. If a grounder was ever to touch a gun, the mountain men would come out and kill their whole village. He told us how certain face tattoos meant certain things. The grounder with the debatably tasteful face tattoo in Tondc's name was Nyko, and his meant that he was their head healer.

It was a lot to wrap my head around, and not before long the conversation died down as everyone started growing tired. June and Breton were the first to fall asleep out of the four of us. Although I was quite sure Breton had never actually slept, his posture was always rigid as if he was going to jump into a fight at any moment.

I laid looking up at the stars, mesmerized. Not even a year earlier, we had been amongst the stars, convinced that reaching the ground wouldn't be possible in our lifetime.

"Are you awake?" Murphy whispered from beside me as I felt his fingers lightly brush my wrist.

"Nah." I joked, turning my body towards him and smiling. He withdrew his hand from my wrist and mimicked my actions, a surly smirk growing on his face as he rolled his eyes.

"What were you thinking, just then?" Murphy asked as he brought his other hand up to my face, resting it on my cheek.

"Earth." I said, smiling and remembering that day in the meadow when he had been trying to teach me how to fight. I had tried to start a conversation then by simply saying, 'So, earth.'

"Yeah." He exhaled deeply, nodding his head slightly. "It's all a little insane." His hand brushed my cheek for a moment before he let out another deep sigh and dropped his hand, bringing it back to his side.

We laid there staring at each other for a long time before he spoke again. "I have to ask," He said, frowning slightly, "You were in the most relaxed section of the skybox. You were around the druggies, the petty thieves, and the accomplices of accomplices. You could've met someone, no guard would've stopped you."

Oh. Oh. He hadn't been joking about us having those conversations some time soon. I could feel my cheeks redden as he continued to watch me, waiting for a response.

"Are you saying I should've hooked up with someone while in the skybox?" I asked, letting out a deep breath after saying it. I had never spoken about this before, to anyone.

"I'm not saying you should've." He said as he closed his eyes for a moment, shaking his head. "I'm saying you could've. You knew they'd kill you within less than a year before we ended up getting sent to earth. But you didn't try to experience anything."

"I,." I could feel myself shaking with nerves. "I didn't want to." I didn't like these sort of questions.

Realistically, he was right. They had been super lenient on my level. But for some reason, I hadn't even thought about it.

"Would you have?" I finally mustered up the courage to ask.

Murphy let out a deep sigh as he shook his head, "No, I wouldn't have."

"Well, why not?" I found myself asking, curious. That's what normal guys would've done, right? I'm sure thats what some of the guys who knew they were going to die on my level did.

He didn't respond, he merely shook his head again and turned his body away from mine. Which, if you asked me, was fucking rude of him. He had the audacity to ask me these sort of questions, but when I asked him, he clammed up and turned his back to me?

"I asked you a question, Jerk-face." I hissed to him, lightly punching him in the back to get his attention. He didn't respond, only making me more annoyed. "Hey, I answered your fucking questions." I tried to remind him as a punched his back again, this time slightly harder.

This time he reacted. He flipped back over and glared slightly before laying flat on his back, staring up at the stars.

"Are you saying to me that if I had been given the chance to 'hook up' with someone, I should've taken it?" Murphy rebutted, his eyes still on the stars.

It took me a moment to respond. I let out a deep breath and turned to lay on my back and look up at the stars instead.

"I don't know what I'm saying." I finally admitted. "I just guess, that." I let out another deep breath, feeling my heart clench slightly. I had been yet again faced with something I had avoided, and damn was it hard. "I had always assumed it would be us, and I had never wanted to think differently."

The silence after what I had said hadn't lasted long, thankfully. Within seconds Murphy had pulled himself on top of me, his strong arms and legs preventing him from crushing me. Gently, he lowered himself closer to me, his lips meeting mine as he moved one of his legs in between mine.

With his body pressed so closely to mine, feeling every part of him, I had started to realize how true I had just been. I had always imagined this when I had thought of the future when I was a young teen.

Well, maybe not on earth in the desert while we graphically felt each other up. But I had thought of him. The only person in the world who had cared about me growing up. The person who got himself thrown into the skybox for me.

With Murphy so close to me, it felt as if every part of my skin that he touched sparked to life. His hand on hip, pushing my shirt up slightly.

The very same shirt he had given me months earlier to save me from being indecent around a bunch of criminals.

Murphy began to surround my every sense. The smell of him, feeling his hair in between my fingers as I wrapped my arms around his neck, the taste of his mouth against mine, hearing him groan slightly as he pushed himself even closer to me. Seeing his face so close to mine.

When our mouth parted, we were both gasping for air. I looked at him as he rested his forehead against mine.

"God damnit Riley." He groaned, and I felt his grip on my hip tighten. "Why would you say something like that after what I had told you last night?"

"After you said what?" I asked as I closed my eyes again, reveling in our closeness. "That you have no self-control?"

"Yes." He said through gritted teeth.

"Maybe she assumed you would have more self-control when you were across a fire from us." June yelled, and both of our eyes shot open. Murphy pushed himself off of me, a look of complete and utter annoyance painted on his face as he went back to laying on his back, looking up at the stars.

I had no clue what Breton had said in response to June ruining our moment, but I can only assume he had said something like, "June, leave the poor boy alone. Let them enjoy being teenagers."

June let out a deep huff, before saying, "Sorry guys. Continue woo-ing each other, or whatever."

I couldn't help but let out a loud snort at that before looking next to me at Murphy, who was looking up at the stars like he was in pain. Man, I had no clue what it was to be like a guy but it was starting to appear to be painful. Or something.

"Murphy?" I whispered to him, bringing myself closer to him so June wouldn't hear us speaking again.

"Yes, Rhy?" Murphy responded just as quietly, closing his eyes.

"Are you going to go to sleep now?" I asked, letting out a deep breath. "Because we could keep talking about that relationship stuff you wanted us to talk about."

He finally cracked a smirk, turning his head to look at me. "You mean the relationship stuff I had wanted us to talk about before we got any farther?"

I smiled back at him, "Yeah. I promise to not say anything that could you know, make you lose control or whatever."

He shook his head, closing his eyes for a moment, "Riley Audrey Parker." He muttered, shocking me slightly. He hadn't used my full name in years. "You must be really fucking dumb if you hadn't noticed that just about everything you do or say makes me lose control a bit."

Okay, and we were back to rude Murphy. For some reason, even when he was insulting me, I liked it. Which really showed how messed up I was, and still am.

"John Richard Murphy." I said his whole name, figuring two could play that game. Whether or not it was a smart game to be playing was another story. His eyes shot open and he raised a brow at me. "You must really be so fucking dumb if you hadn't known when we were kids that I had wanted to marry you."

"Oh, I had known." He said as he turned his body towards mine, his face getting slightly closer to mine. "I had just assumed like a normal, sane person, you would've realized how much trouble I was after I got myself locked into a maximum security wing of the skybox."

"And you really need to stop villianizing yourself." I muttered, lifting myself up slightly and placing a quick kiss on his cheek, "You have saved my life more times than I can even count."

Murphy let out a quiet chuckle before whispering, "The city of light better have rooms with doors that shut."

I couldn't help but let my mouth go agape in surprise as to what he was saying. Then he gave me that shit eating smirk, nodding his head before he turned to lay back on his back and look up at the stars.

I went to lay back down as well when Murphy whispered, "Come here." as he motioned towards me to sleep in his open arms.

"I don't know if I should after that remark." I whispered back to him, and as he smiled at me I crawled closer and laid my head on his chest, his arms around me. I had found falling asleep to the sound of his heart beat.