Chapter 4
The next morning, as dawn started to light the camp, Bellamy got up to take a leak behind a tree. The air was chilly and he had goosebumps all over his bare chest and arms. He walked back to the dropship and put his t-shirt and jacket on. People around the camp were slowly starting to wake up and get out of their tents, stretching their limbs and yawning.
"Murphy," Bellamy called out when he saw him. "I'm going out with the group to get Jasper. I want you to oversee the building of the wall."
"Right, Boss," Murphy said. "What about the remaining wristbands?"
"If they want to eat, they take off their wristbands."
Murphy nodded and went to work, barking orders to build the wall. He was holding a small knife he had made from scrap metal from the dropship. Bellamy sighed and shook his head.
Clarke and Finn came out of a tent. "I'm coming with you," Bellamy said.
"Me too," Wells said joining them.
Clarke nodded. "Fine. Bring your gun," she told Bellamy. He lifted the hem of his shirt to show it to her. Her eyes darted down, but she quickly looked away.
"Harper," Bellamy called out to her when she came out of her own tent with Fox. "I want you two on Jane and Octavia. Keep an eye on them, help Jane drink and eat. And breastfeed, too."
"On it," Harper said, and Fox followed her to the drop ship.
Clarke, Finn, Wells and Bellamy went on.
"Where's Monty?" Bellamy said. "He's Jasper's best friend, isn't he?"
Clarke sent him a death glare. "All communication systems on the dropship fried during the landing. He's trying to make a radio with the remaining wristbands."
Bellamy gritted his teeth. "You don't say." He was angry at her for even thinking about this.
They treaded in the forest, weapons at the ready. Bellamy and Wells walked behind while Clarke fallowed Finn who was tracking any signs of Jasper – blood, broken branches, his goggles, anything, really. "Eyes sharp," Bellamy would say from time to time.
After what seemed like an eternity to him, they finally came upon a pile of big rocks, with bones and blood all over it. Finn took some of the red stuff – blood – on his fingers and smelled it. Bellamy rolled his eyes at him. "We're close," Finn said. "It's still warm."
A shiver ran down Bellamy's spine, but he hid his fear. "Stay sharp," he said, instead. They walked carefully along the rocks, following Finn. Until they heard a groaning kind of cry.
"Jasper's alive!" Clarke said, and ran towards the noise.
"Be careful!" Wells and Bellamy said at the same time. And just when Clarke was nearing the tree where Jasper was tied up, she fell into a hole with spearheads pointing the sky. Bellamy's protective instincts kicked in and he grabbed her arm. Even though he hated her. He couldn't move, though. The ground was too soft and slippery. The two other boys helped pull Clarke up, and they were all panting, but safe.
"I'll go untie him," Finn said, running around the hole in the ground and climbing the tree. He cut the vines holding Jasper against the trunk of the tree when they heard a low growl. They all froze. The high grass was moving and the low rumble of the growl continued.
"Now would be a good time to use your gun, Bellamy!" Clarke said.
He reached for his gun, but it was gone. He heard a gunshot and turned around. Wells was shooting at the black animal. He emptied the gun on it, but it was dead at the end. Finn was the first one to come out of his daze and finished cutting the vines. "A little help, here," he called out when Jasper was free of the vines, but unconscious. Wells quickly went to help Finn take Jasper down the tree. Bellamy and Clarke wrapped the beast – a jaguar? a panther? – into a piece of parachute they had taken to carry Jasper home, and Bellamy carried it back to camp while the three others carried Jasper.
It was almost dark when they came back to camp, and were welcomed with cheers. Bellamy dropped the animal on the ground. "Prepare the meat," he ordered to Atom. He saw Murphy still barking orders at the boys.
"What's going on?" Bellamy said.
"I told them to finish the wall if they wanted to drink," he said, his voice ice cold. "The Grounders won't wait for the wall to be finished."
Bellamy frowned. "Give him water," he ordered. "The wall isn't going to build itself once everyone's passed out of dehydration, Murphy."
Murphy sulked, but obeyed. He knew that if he wanted a job of choice during Bellamy's reign on Earth, he needed to show him he could be trusted. Or at least showed that he could obey orders.
When Bellamy was sure the poor boy had water, he headed to the dropship. Clarke, Finn and Monty were taking care of Jasper, who was slowly waking up. He noticed he had some sort of poultice in his wound, and Clarke was examining it carefully. It was not his field of expertise, so he went to join Jane. Fox was sitting next to her, her head dropping dangerously to the side.
"Hey," he said, shaking her lightly. She woke up with a start. "It's okay," he said. "Is everything alright with Jane?"
Fox nodded. "She ate and drank a couple times today. But she's still weak."
"No, I'm not," a small voice came out. "I'm fine."
Bellamy turned to look at her and smiled. Fox took it as her cue to leave. "Hey," he said to Jane.
"Hey, back."
"How are you feeling?"
"Okay, I guess. Octavia ate four times, today," she said with a sweet smile, looking at their baby girl. Bellamy sat next to his two favorite girls in the Universe. Right now, Bellamy thought he was the happiest man on Earth. Literally.
Jasper screamed.
"What happened to him?" Jane asked, turning her head in his direction.
"Nothing to concern you, honey."
"You can tell me, you know? You don't have to protect me all the time. I just survived a delivery on Earth after a terrible landing. I'm stronger than you think."
Bellamy grinned. He loved to see sparkles back in Jane's eyes, and her being witty meant she was doing better.
"I know you're strong," he said cupping her cheek in his hand and placing a small kiss on her lips. "I never doubted that."
"Then tell me what happened."
A shadow passed in his eyes. "He was speared by Grounders. We just brought him back."
"So we're not alone," she said softly.
Bellamy shook his head. "We're not."
Jane took a deep breath. "I don't know if I'll ever walk again, though," she said. "My midsection hurts like hell."
"I can imagine that," Bellamy said, gently stroking Octavia's head. "You went through a lot. But I'm sure you'll be able to walk again. Don't worry about that."
Jane smiled at him, old memories from the Ark and their time together coming back at her. All those times he had comforted her, and told her everything was going to be okay. In the end, nothing was okay. Until Octavia was born. And now, everything was okay again. Almost.
Outside, the wind was blowing hard, almost extinguishing the bonfire. Dark clouds covered the sky at an alarming rate. People in the camp were running to and fro. Then, it started raining.
"We need to gather the water!" Wells said.
"Do it!" Bellamy ordered, standing up. "Take a group with you." He stepped out of the dropship and looked at the sky. A storm was coming. "Everyone to the dropship!" he barked out. "Murphy, Atom, you help Wells with the water. We'll close the door when you're inside!"
The wind was howling, making it hard for the people to hear him. He went out into the rain and helped Wells and the others place containers throughout the camp to gather the water.
"We need to tie them down!" Wells yelled over the wind.
Bellamy nodded and went back in the dropship to get spare pieces of the red seat belts. Murphy went inside the dropship, too, saving his skin, while Atom, Wells, and Bellamy tied the containers however they could. They were soaked to the bones when they were done. They ran back to the dropship and Murphy closed the doors, after Bellamy shot daggers at him with his eyes. Murphy simply shrugged and went to sit in a corner. Jane had crawled to a corner of the ship to make place for others, and when Bellamy didn't see her where she used to be, his heart had a tiny panic attack. Until he heard Octavia's cries. He breathed more easily and went to sit next to Jane.
"You're trembling," she said, putting a hand on his arm. "Take your jacket and your t-shirt off, Bell, you're going to be sick."
He looked at her and managed a smile. "I'm okay."
"Do it," she ordered. Yes, Bellamy thought. She is getting stronger by the minute. "Now."
There was no arguing with the lady, and Bellamy knew it. He obeyed. When he was only in his pants, she put Octavia on her lap and took off her own jacket.
"Here, put this on."
"No, you'll freeze."
"No, I won't. Take it."
Bellamy could never win any argument with her, so he playfully rolled his eyes at her. He always softened up when she was around. He took her jacket and put it around his shoulders. It was too small for his arms to fit him, anyway. Then, Jane moved and sat right in front of Bellamy, her back to his chest, and held their daughter in her arms. Bellamy wrapped his arms around his two ladies and buried his face in her neck, taking in her scent. "Thank you," he whispered. He needed her as much as she needed him. There was no denying it.
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