A few months, later, ones that went by agonizingly slow for Marcus, Callie had come to him. He had known by the look on her face that something was wrong. At first, he felt panic, had something happened to Abby? Was she alright? But, Callie had quickly shook her head at those fears. No, Abby was fine. She was fine and she was happy and she was with Jake Griffin, again. He wanted to hate her, wanted to be angry with her, but he didn't even feel as though he had that right.
A year after that, Abby had come to him. They had seen each other around the Ark, it was a hard thing not to do, but they hadn't really talked. As she waited outside his door, he moved aside, allowing her to come in. "Marcus, I need to talk to you." A small part of him hoped this was it, she had finally remembered, but she hadn't. She had a look of fear in her eyes, one that told him she knew whatever she was about to say was going to hurt him, "Jake and I are getting married. I know we haven't really ever talked since that night in the observation room, but I still thought you deserved to hear it from me."
Marcus felt the blood in his veins begin to boil, but still even when he felt he should hate her, he couldn't. "I hope he makes you happy, Abby. You deserve it." He wanted to plead with her, tell her that there was no way Jake could make her as happy as he once did, but what would the point in that be? To have her reject him all over again?
A small part of her had wondered, hoped, he would fight for her. Even if Abby didn't remember their memories, she still remembered the last time she had had an actual conversation with him. Oh, how much he had loved her back then. But, what had she expected? It had been over a year and she had no right to even think he had anything left for her. "Thank you, Marcus." She turned and left. That was the day that Marcus had decided that hope was a lie. Hope was something that left you wanting something or someone you could never have. Hope was false.
It wasn't long after the wedding that Abby found out she was pregnant. Word traveled fast on the Ark, and two days later, she found a note outside her door. 'Congratulations, Abigail. I'm glad you still got the life you always wanted, even if it wasn't with me.' It wasn't signed, but she knew whom it was from. She always knew.
Marcus and Abby saw a lot of each other after Clarke was born. Thelonious had become Chancellor and they had both ended up on his council. Not to mention, they had a similar circle of friends. They remained civil towards one another for a while, but then, everything changed. An emergency council meeting had been called to discuss food rationing on the Ark, something Abby was certain wouldn't be resolved in one late-night session. She had planned to stop by Marcus' room, to make sure he knew about the meeting, but when she got there, she noticed him coming out. But, he wasn't alone. A petite, blonde woman was kissing him at the door with a passion she wasn't sure she had ever seen before. Abby cleared her throat, causing the pair to split apart. "We have a meeting to get to, Kane." Her voice was harsh and she wasn't sure why she was bothered at the idea of him seeing someone. The walk to the council room had been an awkward and silent one. For some reason, against her own will, everything Marcus said, every idea he had, she would shoot down immediately. When Thelonious finally came up with an idea that suited all of them and called the meeting to an end, everyone was fairly exhausted. She realized after a few minutes of staring at the floor, that she and Marcus were alone. He was staring at her, an intensity in his eyes that she couldn't quite place and before she could stop herself, she was talking. "Don't you have a girlfriend you should be getting back to?"
"Excuse me, Doctor Griffin-" He said her last name with a hint of disgust in his voice, "Don't you have a husband and child you should be getting back to?"
Abby scoffed at him, standing up from the table. "Actually, you are right, I do." She was about to leave the room when he shouted her name from behind her.
"I don't know what has gotten into you. I don't know what your fucking problem is. But, you can't have honestly expected me to wait around for you forever. You got married to someone else. You had a daughter with someone else. You got the life we were supposed to have together with someone else. If I have a woman or two in my bed at night to keep my thoughts off of you for one goddamn minute, that's my right. You don't get to be angry with me. You don't get to judge me. I can't stand around and wait for you forever and you can't expect me to. I wanted to marry you, did you know that? That's the great irony in all of this. The day I was going to ask you to be my wife, was the day you had a pipe fall on your fucking head and forgot about me. You want to know the sickest part of it all? I still love you. I can't stop. The memories that you can't remember are all that I can think about. So, next time you want to judge me for having a woman in my room, remember that you left. Don't you ever forget that you were the one who left." Every word seemed to drain from him. Everything he had been wanting to say for the last year poured from his mouth. Before she could mutter any type of apology, he had stormed past her and out of the room.
After that night, Marcus changed. He became bitter, arguing with her over politics every chance he got. He never spoke of them or their relationship again. As far as she could tell, he hated her. And he did. He hated her for making him ever fall in love with her in the first place. He hated her for looking so beautiful and being with someone else. He hated her because he couldn't hate her. He hated her because every ounce of him was still in love with her and he knew it was never going to go away. She had come into his life like a damn tsunami. Turning everything upside down and leaving him drowning in her absence.
For years, they argued constantly. He turned all of his passion into fighting with her. Until one night, when Thelonious had come to him saying that they had a problem. Jake Griffin was going to reveal to the people of the Ark that the oxygen supply was running out.