On the Ground

Another punch, and another. The Grounders nose was bleeding more, "Stop, Bellamy!" I begged him, taking a step forward, only to be pulled back by two of Bellamy's most trusted of our group.

He -Bellamy- gave an order, "send her back down!" as he continued, "We're going to try this one more time. What's your name?" Bellamy growled at the Grounder. No answer, "Where's your camp?" No answer, "How many of you are there?" Once again the Grounder didn't respond. Earning him another fist to the face. I managed to struggle my way free, I dashed shoving Bellamy, as I stood in the way.

Bellamy looking me in the eye, with his glare, before he could say a word however, Miller spoke.

"Hey, check it out!" He said, catching everyone's attention, "What's all this stuff?" Miller asked, holding up a small tin anchovies can, that had half a dozen glass vials inside of it. Bellamy then grabbed something from the Grounder's bag, that Miller was going through.

The moment Bellamy had found what looked to be a journal, it caused the chains that bound the grounder to clank, as he lunged slightly, I thankfully moved, before he could bonk me with his head into my back.

"I think we found something he doesn't want us to see, Miller" Bellamy retorted, unwrapping thje string that held the journal closed. Bellamy opened the journal flipping through the pages. "These aren't half bad"

"Bellamy, we shouldn't" I objected to his actions,

"Why not? It may give us intel" He stated, and continues flipping.

"That's obviously his journal, typically they are private" I growled at him.

He had stopped flipping through the pages all the sudden, to a page that was marked with a single feather. Curiosity taking over, I walked closer to see a page of an Octavia portrait, it was perfectly drawn, with the perfect likeness of Octavia. Bellamy glared at the Grounder than looked through the journal once again. Stopping at a page that had a feather parking it. The page had short lines going across it with a cross going through ten of the, on the opposite page of the lines was a drawing of the camp.

"Our camp" Bellamy observed, "I'm guessing, if we were to count those marks they would add up to 102. Ten are crossed out"

"That's how many people we've lost" I whispered, turning to the Grounder, "He's keeping track of us"

Bellamy had sharply shut the journal. "Not only that, they've been watching us ever since we got here!" He shouted at the Grounder.

I raised an eyebrow, "It's not that shocking, if something fell into your world, wouldn't you watch it too?" I pointed out.

He looked to me, with a sneer, "This is our planet too, Jonah"

I shook my head, "No, no it wasn't we're sky people to them, they've lived down here longer, they've been calling this planet home since the bombs, while we have been living in space for generations" I looked at the Grounder, "This planet was their home first, we just fell onto it."

Bellamy growled, "If you're going to stay up here, you're going to stay out of my way, if you get in my way, I'll throw you back down the hatch."

I glared at him, "You aren't a guard, you don't have the training, all you're doing is torturing him, you're obviously failing at that." I snapped at him, "if you haven't noticed, he's got enough scares on his body, he's obviously used to your way of torture!"

"What the hell is that thing?" Asked on of Bellamy's boys who had the journal, he held up the page he was on, showing a drawing of a creature that should only exist in nightmares.

"Friend of yours?" Bellamy asked the Grounder, her then looked at me, "You leave or get thrown down."

That's when the hatch opened once more, Clarke climbing up the ladder, the guy with the journal getting in her way.

"Get the hell our of my way" She ordered, sounding as tired as I did.

"It's okay, let her through" Bellamy instructed, the boy getting out of the way, letting Clarke step through.

As she walked she looked to the Grounder, to Bellamy and I, I was still glaring at him, "well, if he didn't hate us before, he does now" Clarke growled, annoyed.

"How's Finn?" I asked her, hoping for the best.

Bellamy ended up saying at the same time, "Who cares?" directed at who cared about the Grounder.

"Alive" She informed be, before glaring at Bellamy, "His people will care. How long until they figure out where he is? And what happens when they do?" she demanded, "I mean, when they come looking for him?"

"I've told him they will come." I mumbled, crossing my arms over my chest as I glared at him.

"Relax, your highnesses, no one saw us take him. He was chained up in the cave the entire time, you know that." He informed us, "And thanks to the storm, we didn't see a soul on the way back either" He tried to reassure us.

I rolled my eyes, "We didn't see them, when they were attacking us earlier either. But they saw us, the knew we were there" I reminded him, "You not seeing them, doesn't mean anything."

The Dropship shook roughly once more, thankfully I was able to keep my balance, even when, Clarke grabbed my shoulder, to keep her balance.

"Okay, in case either of you missed it, his people are already killing us" Bellamy snapped.

"Yeah but not him!" I shouted back.

"Clarke! He's seizing!" Raven's worried scream carried up to us.

I looked at Clarke, "Go!" She nodded, and was back down the ladder. Once she was down the ladder, I ended up getting shoved dowto the wall next to the hatch. I glared at Bellamy as he held me there. "What the hell!" I snapped.

"Drew, keep her there!" Bellamy ordered, as he went to pace around, sighing as if he was battling something, while his lacky -Drew- placed his knife at me. I could easily take it out of his hand and drop the kid, but if I did I'd have Miller, Bellamy and three more people on me.

On the Ark

I walked with Marcus, trying to get him to just go back to the room. But he wouldn't listen, he wanted to go to the culling memorial. I had sent a soldier to fetch back up, and Jaha.

"Marcus, stop, they won't want us here!" I whispered. He then entered the door, I followed behind, his mother saw us and walked over. Placing a hand on her sons chest.

"Marcus, Selene, you shouldn't be here" she whispered softly.

I gave her pleading eyes, we needed to get Marcus out of here, but he just walked straight to the table. Both his mother and I hovering around him, trying to get him to leave.

"You're wrong mom, this is exactly where I should be" He said, with a defeated tone.

"No, we should be home, waiting to talk to our daughter." I whispered to him.

"You've got some nerve!" I turned to see a man from the mechanic bay, he tried to join the culling for his wife and their daughter, but him being a mechanic made him valuable. So, instead, his wife signed up to give him and their daughter time. "You're standing where my wife took her last breath."

"I'm so, so very sorry" whispered Marcus standing next to me, his voice full of emotion, as if he were crying inside.

"Tell me, she didn't die for nothing" The mechanic, Ridley demanded.

Marcus hesitated to respond, "If I did, I'd be lying" He finally whispered.

"We feel your pain" I stated, with a sympathetic tone.

"Don't pretend to know my pain!" he snapped at me, then looked to Marcus, "Then it's true. You knew those kids were on the ground. That the Earth was survivable."

Marcus shook his head, "No."

"We didn't know they were alive till you knew they were" I tried to explain.

"You were supposed to protect us!" A woman cried out.

Everything happened so fast, Ridley shoved Marcus to the ground, only to be shouldered back by me, and held back by guards that finally arrived with Jaha, I was also held back, away from Ridley.

"Say something!" The desperate mechanic ordered.

"Enough!" Jaha snapped at everyone.

Marcus standing up, "I don't need either of you to defend me."

"Murders!" Someone screamed.

"Put that away" Jaha commanded a guard, that had his baton out and ready.

"Don't make this any worse than it already is" a man yelled.

"We want answers!" A woman added.

"We want out people back" Ridley growled.

"We can't do that" I spoke, "we want them back too, but we cannot undo what has been done."

"The lease we can give you is the truth." Jaha stated, what? "Send a signal for a genertal assembly to the station representatives."

"What are you doing?" Marcus questioned, not knowing Jaha's angle.

"No more secrets" Jaha responded walking towards my husband, as did I.

"He's been drinking." He stated.

With a shrug I gave my reasoning, "With everything that's happened, we both have, he's had a bit more, as you can tell."

"320 people" Marcus whispered, with the same lost look he had when he left our home, "If I'd waited a day- two days, they'd still be alive."

"You didn't make that decision alone, Marcus" Jaha tried to comfort the guilt.

"Maybe not. But I pushed, I was so - so - I swore an oath to defend and protect these people instead. I killed them." He whispered.

"Pull yourself together Kane." Jaha growled and looked at me, "Jordan, take his ass to the Mess Hall and sober him up."

I nodded, it wasn't worth arguing with him, or anyone when they used my maiden name, rather than refering to me as Selene.

On the Ground

It felt like an hour had past, the hatch was being slammed on, "Hey!" Clarke's shouted through the closed hatch, Millar pened it reluctantly. Once Clarke was in the room, she shoved past Miller who tried to stop her, "Get out of my way, Miller. Now!" She shouted as she got past him, going straight to the Grounder, with the knife that was just in Finn, "What's on this?" she demanded.

"What are you talking about?" Bellamy demanded.

My eyebrows crinkling together, I responded, knowing exactly what Clarke mean, "The blade it's poisoned!" I yelled, that's why he was so warm and seizing. I grabbed Drews hand with the knife, I then punched him in the nose, causing him to let go of the knife, that I took for myself.

"All this time, you knew Finn was going to die, no matter what we did. What is it?" Clark shouted, practically spitting in the Grounders face, "Is there an antidote?"

That's when Octavia, who had joined us, spoke "He doesn't understand you" She stated, I looked to her, rushing over and pulling Miller away, before he could shove her back down the hatch.

"Get Clarke those vials you found!" I barked at Miller, who went to do just that.

"What?" Clarke whispered as Miller gave her the tin of vials, then she realized, "Of course, he'd be stupid to have a poison around this long without an antidote" she took all the glass vials out, lining them up on the floor, in front of the Grounder, "Which one?" She pleaded.

No answer, the Grounder just looked in my direction, to Octavia, who was standing right behind me.

"Answer the question!" Bellamy ordered.

"Please, show us" Octavia begged.

"Which one?" Clarke pleaded, "Our friend is dying down there and you can stop it!"

No answer, the Grounder was still looking at Octavia.

"I'll get him to talk" Bellamy growled, stepping forward, pulling his arm back, getting ready to strike.

Only to be stopped as Octavia, lunged herself, grabbing his arm, "Bellamy, no!"

"He wants Finn to die. Why can't you see that?" Bellamy shouted at his sister, "Do you want him to live or not?"

"Clarke, this is not who we are! He was protecting me. He saved my life" Octavia pleaded, tearing up, but to no avail.

"We're talking about Finns life!" Bellamy snapped at her.

"Do it" Clarke ordered.

I looked at her, amazed, horrified by what she just ordered. I guess if I were in her possition, with someone I loved dying, I'd go to any lengths to save them.

Quickly, I got in Bellamy's way, facing the Grounder, "Just tell us please," I begged him, "They won't stop"

"Jonah move" Bellamy growled at me.

I shook my head, "No!" I heard him sigh in frustration, I turned around, still in front of the Grounder, "this isn't who you are"

He had a knife gripped tightly in his hand, "How would you know?" He snapped.

I glared at him, "You couldn't kill Atom, you went to far lengths to try and save Charlotte, you went so far to save your sister, those are just three examples of how I know this isn't who you are." I could see his face change slightly as a flash of guilt passed his eyes. "Don't do this, you will not be able to come back from it. When you cross that line, you'll never be able to undo the things you've done."

"Miller, Drew, get her back, and hold her back" He ordered, ignoring the guilt he had just shown. I was tackled to the ground by Miller who stood back up, putting me in a half nelson - a wrestling move that involves the attacker locking their hand behind their opponents neck,after passing their arm under the other persons arm- making it difficult to use my arms sinc eI couldn't use my shoulders at this moment. I couldn't look away as Bellamy took his knife and cut the Grounders shirt. I was praying that he wouldn't do it. That he wouldn't go across the line.

"You're going to show us the antidote or you're going to wish you had" Bellamy growled. He looked to Clarke who nodded.

"Bellamy, no please" Octavia pleaded, once more.

I wanted to so much cover her eyes, "Let me go! She can't watch" I hissed, kicking my foot backwards, causing Miller to let go, to hold onto what I've kicked, I dashed straight to Octavia, wrapping my arms around her, Iforced her head into my neck, "Don't look" I whispered softly.

As I watched Bellamy took off his belt, he swung it like a whip, the buckle part going across the Grounders torso. I flinched, I felt Octavia jump as she heard the sound. She started to cry as the Grounder grunted in pain. Her tears rolling down my shoulder. Clarke even looked away.

"What can't look at what you're causing" I hissed at her. Bellamy swung the belt once more, this time the buckle hitting the grounders face. I held Octavia tighter, as she started to hold me.

Clarke ran forward setting the vials on the floor in front of the Grounder, "Please, which one's the antidote?!" She demanded.

Octavia adjusted her head looking towards the Grounder, "Please, just tell them."

He was silent.

"Clarke" Bellamy muttered, hoisting Clarke up, she stepped aside, allowing Bellamy to strike the Grounder again. Again. Again. And again. Octavia watched, tears going down her face, onto me. I jumped up and grabbed the belt, as Bellamy prepared to whip the Grounder again.

"Clarke! He's getting worse!" Raven called up from the ground floor.

"We're running out of time. Which one?" Clarke demanded the Grounder. "Which one is it? Please tell us which is the antidote and they'll stop this"

The Grounder didn't respond.

Bellamy dropped the belt to the ground, "If that doesn't work, maybe this will." He pulled out what looked like a makeshift hook, made out of nails.

No response, not even a flinch.

"Clarke, you don't have to be here for this." Bellamy stated, looking to the blond girl. I glared at her, if she left, she was worse than Bellamy, she'd not only let this happen, but not watch what she caused.

He looked at me, "You to Jonah, you can take Octavia-"

"No, if I see the damage you can do now, so I can add this mans injuries, to the 320 people you helped my father kill" I hissed at him. I then looked to the Grounder, hoping pleading that he would just point to one of the vials. I was shoved away by Miller and Drew, who stood in my way, making it so I couldn't stop it in time.

Walking to Octavia, I started to think.

"Last chance" Bellamy growled, then he shoved the hook through the Grounder's palm. The Grounder only grunted in pain. Octavia turned to me and I held her close, I noticed Clarke even looked away. I winced, but watched, as blood dripped from the Grounder's shaking hand.

We're all spooked as Raven suddenly shouted, "What's taking so long?" A moment later she popped up the hatch, "He stopped breathing"

"What?" Clarke snapped, hasitly moved to Raven, to the hatch.

Only to be stopped by Raven as she held her hand up, "He started again, but next time, he might not." She stated.

"He won't tell us anything" Clarke informed the raven haired girl.

Raven moved across the side of the wall, where blue cables were showing, behind the Grounder, "Want'a bet?" She asked, she then ripped the cables out of the wall, to where the top of them were sparking, the bottoms still in the wall.

The Grounder flinched for the first time, as the sparks came from the cables.

"What are you doing?" Bellamy questioned, confused.

"Octavia, cover your ears" I whispered, knowing exactly what Raven was about to do.

"Showing him something new." Raven replied to bellamy, making the cable spark against each other. This caused the Grounder to react more than he had previously, he tried to take a step back, but he couldn't move, being chained where he was.

Raven than pushed both of the live ends of the cables against the Grounder, the lights flickered a bit as the Grounder cried out in pain.

"Which one is it? Come on!" Raven shouted at the Grounder. She pushed the live ends of the wires against the Grounder once more, "He's all I have!" The Grounder cried out in pain.

I looked around, then I saw it, the blade, that was in Finn. the poisoned one. "Octavia, I have an idea" I whispered, snatching the knife from the ground. Octavia instantly grabbed it, standing forward.

"No more!" she shouted holding the knife tightly.

"He's letting Finn die!" Raven cried, tears running down her cheeks.

"Now" I whispered to Octavia, who didn't need my instruction, drug the blade across her forearm, blood quickly welling up along the cut.

"Octavia, no!" Bellamy shouted, "Jonah, stop her!"

Walking with Octavia, who went to the ground where the vials were, "He won't let her die" I stated simply, praying even that I was right.

"What the hell did you-" Bellamy started, but Octavia was already tapping the knife in front of each vial. The Grounder gesturing erakly with his nose, to the last vial on the right.

Grabbing it Octavia held the vial up for him to see, "yeah?" she asked softly, the Grounder nodded, Octavia than got up, handing it to Clarke. Whom thanked Octavia, while I grabbed the closesed clothe and wrapped it around Octavias arm, as Clarke and Raven left.

"Let's head down so they don't use it all" I whispered. I looked to the Grounder, mouthing, "Thank you"

I looked back only to hear Octavia, scream at her brother, "Don't touch me!" Bellamy looked as if he tried to lay a hand on her shoulder. I looked at him, not with sympathy or anger. As I went down the ladder after Octavia.

On the ground floor od the Dropship, Octavia refused to let Clarke help her, so I ended up giving her the antidote, and bandaging up her arm. When I walked to the entrance to the Dropship she followed. Opening the door, I groaned and rubbed th eback of my head, as I registered the mess. Tents were turned over, most of the wall was destroyed.

Clarke came to stand next to me. Octavia, left as soon as Clarke did.

"We'll get this cleaned up and fixed" She stated, looking at the destruction left behind from the storm.

I glared at the outside world, "To bad it's not the only the only mess around her. There are about three messed up people on this Dropship, and one of them is standing next to me.

She grabbed my arm, as I was taking a step to leave, "Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things" Clarke stated in all seriousness.

I glared at her, "Get off you high horse. You, Bellamy and Raven, wouldn't even listen to Octavia or I on how to deal with the situation with the Grounder. Instead you let that human get tortured, because each of you let your emotions cloud your judgement." I hissed at her, "Now what? Are you going to kill him, no wait. You'll just tell Bellamy to do it, and not watch what you've done." I shook my head, "First you get your father floated, you get me arrested, you get Charlotte killed, now this. All just because you can't keep your emotions in check. If you'd use your damn brain and think of other options, maybe some people would still be alive." I stomped away. Perfectly happy, with what I said and the face she I'd left her with. Big doe like eyes. As I went after Octavia.

"We're going to get him out right?" she asked, worried. I nodded in response, "Let me know what the plan is" She replied smiling with a hopeful look in her eyes.