Something didn't seem right, she thought as she looked at the auburn haired guard in the corner. Rhea had completely ignored her, it was as if she wasn't even able to focus. It could be due to exhaustion, the search party did go through a lot, but something told her it was something else. Clarke didn't have time to figure it out though because Raven had managed to get through to the ARK and Finn wasn't going to last much longer

"Mom?" She asked, "Mom, it's me."

"Clarke?" Her mother asked, clearly surprised by hearing her voice. Clarke wasn't over what her mother had done, so she just carried on.

"Mom, I need your help, one of our people was stabbed by a grounder." She said, taking a quick glance towards Finn just as a precautionary.

"Clarke, this is the chancellor." Clarke rolled her eyes slightly, they didn't have time for this.

"Are you saying there are survivors on the ground?" His voice was laced with doubt.

"Yes, the Earth is survivable, we're are not alone." Getting to the point so she could focus back on Finn.

"Mom, he is dying, the knife is still in his chest." She moved so she could be standing beside Finn.

"Clarke, is my son with you?" Jaha, once again trying to take control of the conversation, but this time Clarke didn't feel annoyance, just grief.

"I'm so sorry, Wells is," Clarke hesitated so she could remain calm, afraid that if she hadn't than she would break down at the memory of the pain and grief she felt when her friend had died.

"Wells is dead." She concluded, before she went into doctor mode again, she needed to focus on the living.

"I'll talk you through it step by step" Her mother told her, which gave her the strength she needed. That was quickly wiped away when she heard the radio cut in and out, not hearing a single thing her mother said.

"Raven" She started but was quickly cut off.

"It's not the radio! It's the storm" Raven replied with a huff, her emotions getting the better of her.

Both girls were suddenly interrupted as they heard a scream from where Rhea had been resting, the girl that had been peacefully sleeping was now thrashing around. Fearing she might hurt herself Clarke moved to her quickly.

"Rhea, hey calm down" Clarke tried to sooth her but it only made Rhea thrash more, but that wasn't what made Clarke's heart drop. Rhea was burning up.

"Monroe, come here, please!" She shouted, trusting Monroe to not harm Rhea.

"She is burning up, I need you to bring down her temperature okay?" Monroe nodded to show that she was listening.

Clarke was drawn away by Octavia coming back with two metal containers. Giving one last look at the now very pale Rhea she stood up and moved towards Octavia to check what she had brought.

Rhea could feel herself screaming, her arm felt like it was on fire, in fact her entire body felt like it had burst into flames. The only thing that kept her from losing her mind was the faint whispering she heard and the slight feeling of something cold dabbing her chest, cheeks and forehead. She couldn't think, almost couldn't breathe, the pain was so close to consuming her. She needed to forget the pain, needed to focus elsewhere, the only thing coming to mind was Bellamy.

"Hello beautiful" A smile covered her face at the sound of his voice, she had missed it so much over the past couple days.

"Bellamy." She breathed as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, closing her eyes she lost herself in his scent and the warmth of his touch. After all this time she still got butterflies the instant he was near her.

She had never told him, but she had been in his class until she was in her mid teens. His curly brown hair and smile that could melt an ice cube within a second, had her heart from day one, it hitting her full force after seeing him again at training.

Back then she never would have allowed herself to imagine where their relationship had progressed, she knew her father would not have approved. He was always afraid that she would ruin her chance at following in his footsteps, so dating had always been off the table. Which was partially why she had never told him, but it was time.

"Are you ready to meet my family?" She asked, still enjoying the affection he was showing. She couldn't help but frown when she felt him tense slightly. When he didn't answer she turned so she was looking right at him. She had always been so good at reading him so she instantly knew something was wrong.

"Bellamy, tell me what's on your mind." She wanted to give him the chance to spill what it was before he was in front of her father. That man could smell weakness in anything and anyone, so if there was even the slightest amount of doubt he would find it and use it to condemn their relationship.

He looked embarrassed almost instantly, even looking away so she didn't see the slight red on his cheeks. But she was having none of that, so she gave him a slight nudge, insisting that he tell her.

"Uh," he began, his face reddening even more," Your father is, uh, pretty darn intimidating." He managed to stutter out, looking anywhere but at her. She thought of what he said for a moment, thinking about how to respond, be polite? Maybe reassure him? But she didn't do either of those things, instead she snorted and began to laugh until her sides hurt.

"Hey! don't laugh, I'm serious!" He pleaded, clearly getting amusement out of her lack in manners and her un-lady like behaviour, but she just kept laughing, even as people walked past. Their eyes told her they were silently judging her for her outburst but she really didn't care.

"You.. are intimidated.. by my dad?" She managed to spit out in-between fits of laughter, which sent Bellamy over the edge, he had decided to throw her over his shoulder and shouted.

"Alright woman, I will not take this amount of disrespect" He mock hollered, adding a twang to his voice for effect. "No one laughs at Bellamy Blake, the mighty! No one" he proceeded to tickle her, which only made her laugh even harder. Tickling her ribs had always been a weakness of hers, one that Bellamy always seemed to use when he found she was being too serious. Sometimes even giving them a slight jab when they were doing drills with Shumway.

"Bellamy," she squealed, "my father is waiting!" this made him stop almost immediately, he gently placed her down and gave her a quick flick on the nose. She was so stunned by this act that her laughter stopped instantly. She looked at him like he had 10 heads, which made him smirk.

"Okay now, , we best be on our way. But before we go, you should probably give me a kiss. Because god knows when you get there he will probably scare you into not even looking my way." She demanded after she had recovered from her stunned state. Smiling he leaned in and gave her a passionate but sweet kiss.

"I love you," He breathed out when they pulled apart, "with everything I have."

This admission would have made Rhea melt to a puddle on the floor but the meeting with her father loomed over her like a shadow. She pecked him one more time for courage.

"I love you too Bellamy, which is why you are meeting my father." She stared into his eyes for a moment, hoping that this would not be the last time she had the chance.

When the memory passed the pain came back so fiercely that it felt like someone was ripping her arm off nice and slow. She could feel herself heaving, as if her body was trying to expel whatever was causing her so much pain. She knew something was wrong, all the pain was making her lose whatever fight she had left. It wouldn't be longer before there was nothing there for her to give and she would be lost to darkness.

Panic was rushing through her, she didn't know what to do. Finn was seizing, Rhea was quiet but her pulse had dropped significantly. Both of them were on the verge of death, and Clarke didn't know why. Holding onto Finn while he seized was the only thing she could do, Monroe was still by Rhea, trying and failing to keep her fever down. When Finn stopped it was a relief.

"It stopped, quick, help me get him on his side." Clarke shot at Raven, but the mechanic just stood there terrified that she might lose Finn.

"Raven, there is fluid in his lungs, he could choke, quick." This made Raven snap to her senses. Once he was re-positioned she checked his temperature again, but it was just as she feared.

"He's burning up."

"Fluid in his lungs, does that mean the knife hit something?" Raven questioned, tears now streaming down her face, Clarke was scared, this didn't make sense.

"This isn't blood, it's something else." White foam was now dripping out of his mouth, "I did everything she told me." Clarke was getting more and more scared and confused as the situation escalated. That's when it hit her,

"Wait, I've seen this before. Shortness of breath, fever, seizing." She took a second before she continued."It's poison. "

"Clarke you sterilized everything, I watched you do it." Raven pointed out, unconvinced. But Clarke wasn't focusing on her, her gaze became frozen on the one thing she knew that she hadn't sterilized.

"Not everything." Her heart dropping, "Monroe, check Rhea for any wounds that might resemble a cut from a knife. You" she pointed the knife towards Raven, "Stay here."

She needed to speak to the grounder, he would know how to save them. She nimbly climbed up the ladder to the second level and would have continued to climb right away but she was pulled away by Octavia.

"Clarke!" Octavia walked towards her looking frustrated, "they locked the hatch." But a hatch was not about to stop Clarke from saving two of her people, so she continued climbing. Once she reached the top she began banging on the hatch.

"Hey! Open the door!" She demanded, increasing the power behind each bang. She didn't have to pound for very long because Miller opened the hatch, he had intended on preventing her from coming up but she didn't have time for it.

"Get out of my way Miller, now!" She shouted, his eyes flickered to the knife in her hands so he backed away pretty quickly. Once she had her feet planted she stormed towards the grounder that had been chained up. Holding up the knife she demanded,

"What's on this?"

"What are you talking about?" Bellamy questioned, clearly confused.

"He poisoned the blade! All this time he knew Finn and Rhea were going to die no matter what we did! What is it?" She yelled, clearly not realizing Bellamy's heart broken look beside her.

"Is there an antidote?"

"Clarke, he doesn't understand you." Octavia interjected, but Clarke couldn't hear that, if they didn't get the antidote then they were going to lose two very important people.

"Vials" Bellamy suggested, his need to save Rhea giving him that little push back to reality. "It's gotta be here." he was determined by this point, he was about to let her die.

"You would have to be stupid to have a poison around this long without an antidote" She concluded as she sorted through the vials, not recognizing a single one. Knowing that one of the vials in her hand could very well be the very poison that was killing the others downstairs she knew she would need the grounder to answer her question.

"What one?" She tried one more time, hoping that seeing how frantic she was would spark some of his humanity.

"Answer the question!" Bellamy growled beside her, his patience running very thing, but by the look on the grounders face, he would much rather let their people die.

Rhea didn't know what was going on, it started off like a shiver throughout her body, but soon it ended up being a full blown seizure. She was terrified, she had no control over her body as she convulsed on the mat she had fallen onto just a few hours ago. Monroe tried to help and even pleaded for her to stop but it was no use, it just had to play out.

Her mind became numb before the convulsing finally stopped, nothing felt real anymore, she let herself drift away from the pain that had overwhelmed her.

Her eyes opened, as she looked around she could see Finn on the table as well as Monroe in the corner begging her body to fight, but she was no longer there. Her eyes drifted towards the entrance to the drop ship, something made her move towards it. Once she reached the door she pulled the lever and watched as the door began to open but as it did she began to hear sounds that she had never thought she would get to hear. She could hear chatter all around, birds were chirping and children were laughing. Her curiosity got the better of her making her push her way through the fabric before her.

It was like she had stepped into an entirely different world, one filled with so much life. There were people everywhere, buildings stood tall instead of in ruin. She kept walking forward, a smile blessing her face. She was completely in awe at the beauty of this world.

Before her was a building that she would have only seen in a textbook, it was made of brick, large white pillars in front. Before she could examine the beauty of it more, something caught her eye. Three children were playing with rope not far away, two of them made the rope go in a circle and the other jumped it. Laughter to her left, caught her attention.

On a bench not far away sat a man, there was nothing notably special about this man to anyone around him and he wasn't the one that stood out to her, but the woman beside him with the beautiful curly blonde hair and stunning gold eyes made her heart skip a beat and her breath catch. This woman was a spitting image of Rhea, the only difference was the hair. The woman before her had hair as beautiful as gold, like her eyes, whereas Rhea's hair was auburn, similar to the colour of the sunset.

She decided to move towards them hoping to get a closer look at them, trying to figure out who they were. That's when it hit her, these were her great-grand parents. Her mother had told her about them plenty of times, they were heroes to her family. On the day of the bombs they had forced her grandmother to run, while they stayed back and helped the wounded. Neither of them made it too the ARK, so her grandmother grew up an orphan.

The paper her great grandfather had been holding caught her attention, examining it she noticed the date in the corner. Her entire body stiffen when she recognized it, today was the day that the bombs fell.

As if her realization was some form of cue, she heard a roaring whistle to her right. Looking to the sky, she saw it, the bomb that would kill majority of the people in this part of The United States. Screaming she ran to her family, begging them to move, to save themselves, but they were already moving. Rhea suddenly felt a tug on her clothing, something was making her go back. The tug started to become a pull, but before she was pulled back she looked up, into the eyes of her great- grandmother. She couldn't breath when she realized that beside her great- grandmother was her great grandfather and behind them was her parents smiling at her with pride.

"Rhea, my beautiful great-grand-daughter, be strong, you are meant to do great things." With that Rhea was dragged from the world before her, her family standing there watching her leave. Just as she was about to be pulled into the drop ship the bomb collided with the earth, just over the horizon, decimating everything in it's path.

As she was being dragged back to her body she noticed that there was someone at her bed side gripping her hand like if he let go he would lose her forever. The impact of her soul reconnecting with her body made her jolt awake, causing the man beside her to fall back in surprise.

"Rhea?" He weakly asked, she could hear emotion wavering throughout his tone.

"Bellamy, I saw it, I saw them." She whispered, fully aware that he might think she had lost her mind. Before she could explain she felt herself being pulled into him, her body being easily placed into his lap. She melted into the hug, suddenly realizing how much she needed it.

" I thought I lost you." He whispered against her hair. The grip he had on her tightened ever so slightly. Knowing that he needed reassurance, even though there was pain wracking her body, she gently stated,

"I'm not going anywhere."