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I don't whether I should be insulted or flattered that the bad guys saw me as such a huge threat that they had to kill off two innocent women just to relay a message to back off and simply leave town again, but in my opinion going through such measures just to get rid of me is wrong, inhuman in fact. They should have known that truth was bound to come out; no matter how much effort they put on hiding it, and now might have to face what they done. Even I should have realized that the truth comes out eventually, and when that time comes I have to make a new choice, whether I should tell the truth or try once again to hide and protect the truth from resurfacing for the sake of protecting the ones I love?

Clarke felt distraught and scared over the revelation about these two murders, but she shielded herself from showing any of these emotions to Octavia. Instead she tried to focus back on the falsified reports, which unfortunately that didn't go so well with Octavia since she began badgering her into answer her questions.

"Clarke! What is going on?" Octavia followed behind her as she grabbed the discarded autopsy reports and began looking over them as she once again examined the bodies to determine the true cause of death. "Talk to me. What is the big deal that have your panties in a twist?"

God, can't she stop talking so I can concentrate on what's really important? Clarke thought annoyed. This is one of those times I wish I could put her on mute, which I'm sure Bellamy probably wished too from time to time. And nonetheless, why is she talking to me at all? Octavia have never been the type to apologize for her words or actions, even if she did then it was most likely due to Lincoln's influence, but nonetheless our argument is pretty irrelevant at the moment considering the fact that these murders happened because of me.

She continued to ignore Octavia as she searched frantically for what could have caused these two people to die. Although she didn't have the full medical experience to actually overrule a professional coroner's decision, but she had enough knowledge from her mother and medical school to know that the report was indeed falsified. Then suddenly a thought struck her, a memory she hoped would have faded away over time but clearly didn't, and Clarke just knew how these women was killed and only needed to prove her suspicion.

Clarke handed the files over to Octavia, who was completely struck by the suddenness, and walked over to the drawers where some of the medical supplies were kept and began searching for a syringe. The first two drawers proved to be useless, but the third one held the empty disposable syringes that she was looking for. She took one and went back to the bodies and stabbed the syringe into the flesh.

"What the hell are you doing?" Octavia asked.

"I'm testing a theory," Clarke answered back, while slowly extracted blood into the syringe. But she only managed to retrieve little blood, possibly just a few droplets really, which wouldn't have made any sense since the body had been released and put through the proper channels before the either the families or the state claimed the body for the funeral. Just as I suspected, the victims had their blood drawn until there was nothing left. The heart became unable to pump enough blood to the body ultimately killing them or so I believe. "They had their blood completely tapped out, and I'm only guessing right now since I don't have a medical degree or have anyone with a medical degree here right now, but there is a possibility that these victims had their bone marrow removed as well."

Octavia looked completely shocked, "Oh God. Who would do such a thing? Wait…how do you know that? Have you seen this before?"

Feeling guilty, she turned her gaze away from the brunette, but answered her question nonetheless knowing that Octavia wasn't going to accept a wishy-washy answer. "Yeah, I have seen this before. Three years ago, back in Mt. Weather."

Lincoln was standing guard in the hallway, both because he was more suited for the job, and because he wanted to give the girls the space to hopefully talk out their issues and be friends again. Even though the chances of the latter was slim at best considering how broken and damaged their relationship were.

Can't blame a guy from trying? I mean, having a friend and a girlfriend at odds with each other was maddening and exhausting. He didn't show or act on many of his feelings, something that Clarke and everyone else have told him over and over, but he absolutely loathed having to be forced into choosing between two people he cared very much about. It wasn't fair to him or the two women, but seeing as there wasn't whole lot he could do about it except giving them a place to talk and hope for the best. Nonetheless he was somehow lost in his own thoughts that he barely noticed an older man approaching until he was up close. Slightly wary at first, but Lincoln relaxed and honestly couldn't find himself to believe that an old man could take him out. However it turns out his assumptions were wrong because before he had the time to make up an excuse for his presence and to keep the man away from morgue the man pulled something out of his jacket pocket and pierced him straight in the arm. It was some kind of syringe and Lincoln had no idea what he had been exposed to, but he knew it was drugs that would at the very least render him unconscious. And his suspicions turned out to be true since his body reacted almost immediately, feeling the drowsiness and exhaustion hit him all at once, ultimately falling down on the floor.

"You meddling kids should have stayed out of this."

And that was the last thing he remembered before the darkness took over and he lost consciousness.

"So what are you saying, our victims were murdered because of Clarke?" Bellamy said, with a tone that was badly disguising his upset how one of her friends made it sound like it was Clarke's fault that these women were dead.

Monty shifted awkwardly in his seat, meanwhile keeping his gaze not directly on him. "Not exactly. I mean, kind of…urgh I'm not saying she's the killer or directly responsible for their deaths."

Then what are you saying? I know that Clarke has not exactly been forth coming about a lot that happened in the past, but she couldn't have killed those women. Her alibi is solid and besides, what would have been the motive to kill them when she didn't even know any of them, at least not directly. He was starting to get extremely frustrated, which evidently made a shorter patience span than he or anyone else in the room liked, and wanted to know exactly what Monty and Raven was walking around the bushes for instead being direct like they usually are. "Get to the point, Monty. How can this murder case be about Clarke and not the victims?"

Raven stepped in to explain, surely because Monty looked too awkward and too guilty to continue the conversation any further. "Think about it Bellamy, everyone in this town has a deep grudge against Clarke for what happened in Mt. Weather, including those closest to her, so it's natural that some of them would want to take revenge on her. And the attempts on her life support that theory. So maybe the killer decided to plant suspicion on Clarke on these murders and then attempt kill her when no one was paying attention."

Bellamy hated to admit it, but Raven made a point. However there was no evidence that supported that the murders were not about the victims either, with the exception of the attempts on Clarke's life, so he couldn't bring himself to be completely convinced about the theory. There was something missing, something that was there but they just weren't aware of yet. Quite elaborate plan just for revenge, which would have made sense if Clarke didn't have an alibi or motive for the murders. But what doesn't make sense is the timing of attacks on her. Shooting her in the gallery around the same time as the police discovered the second victim and then the shooting on her and Murphy back at his place. None of that indicate someone trying to frame her for murder.

"Okay, if what you are saying to believe is true then we have a sea filled with suspects that we don't have the time or the manpower to go through all of them. And we can't simply arrest them solely on the fact that they had a grudge against Clarke either. Then I would have to suspect or maybe accuse Jasper and Octavia for killing these two women, seeing as they are the ones that hold the biggest grudge on Clarke for what happened for several different reasons, which we all know they didn't do."

Raven and Monty flinched by the suggestion that their two friends could be suspects of such a thing based on the theory they constructed. It was clear that none of them wanted to believe that someone close to them could be capable to do such a thing, but things change and no one in this town is the same after everything that happened.

"It's just a possibility," Miller interrupted, trying desperately to reassure the tension in the air. "I mean, as far as we know Jasper and Octavia didn't do it. And we also know they haven't been met with Clarke face to face since she came into town. So maybe we are just overreacting and overthinking the situation."

Maybe. I hope so for not only my sake, but for everyone else's sake too. Everyone went quiet after that, but it lasted just for a couple of minutes since his phone started to vibrate. Confused over who could be calling him, especially since the number appeared to be blocked, Bellamy reluctantly accepted the call. "Blake."

"You have a problem," Murphy said into the problem. "A very big problem."

Bellamy stood up from the couch almost instantly after he heard his sometimes friend and ally's warning and began walking a short distance away from the rest of the occupants in the room in order to speak privately. "What do you mean? What is going on Murphy?"

"After you cops released the crime scene known as my place, which I have to say thanks by the way for ruining my business, I started reassembling things when one of my guys gave me some interesting information on your girl," Murphy explained, even though it was sort of fuzzy in the background making it harder to understand what he was saying.

My girl? Does he mean Clarke? "What about Clarke, Murphy?"

He heard a car passing through in the background and then Murphy waited another few seconds before he answered. "The words that's going around go somewhere along the lines that someone is planning to get rid of her. Permanently. And when I say planning I actually mean that the process is already started."

Oh no. Please god, no. "You're serious? Do you know who it is or why?"

Murphy had no idea, but he would continue poking around if he wanted him to, which he did. Bellamy decided that the conversation had been going long enough and that he had to contact Clarke to warn her and see if she was okay. He hung up the phone and called her cell number and then waited for the call to go through. It went straight to voicemail, which caused him to panic significantly more now. He tried calling Lincoln, but ended with the same result. It was starting to clear that Murphy's warning was correct and it was already happening right now.

So without wasting time, Bellamy gave Raven, Monty and Miller the cliff note version of his phone call with Murphy and that Lincoln and Clarke was possibly in danger as they were speaking.

This feeling she was feeling was disturbing. Octavia didn't like Clarke's familiarity with the real cause of death with these two victims, especially not after she learned that it originated from the Mt. Weather facility. Which leaves me to wonder what exactly she found in Mt. Weather and why she refused give out the information about the place she clearly deemed as a dangerous place and left people inside to die? Nonetheless I'm going to get her to tell me the truth, even if it kills me in order to do so.

"An explanation would be nice right about now," Octavia stated with snarky. "So tell me exactly the circumstances between these bodies and Mt. Weather."

Clarke shook her head, which in return annoyed Octavia even more. "The thing is, Octavia, this kind of procedure should not have survived after the incident in Mt. Weather. These victims shouldn't have been able to be exposed to it, especially since all the other patients died from the procedure and these two managed to live after the incident, which means…"

"Someone from the outside of the facility, who is most likely still alive, is still constructing these procedures that kills innocent people," Octavia finished. She didn't like the conclusion Clarke was making, but it seemed possible. Although she would have liked to get more information about the procedures and experiments from Mt. Weather that Clarke knew very well about, but before she had the chance to ask the clicking sound of the locking mechanism being shifted and they turned simultaneously to see what was going on. And by the closed door was an older man, sort of familiar to her, but the name didn't pop up in her head. Still it was pretty clear they were in a sticky situation, especially since the old man was pointing a tiny gun at them.

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