So he turned towards Spacewalker, making him understand that they have to talk, it's about the princess' life, for God's sake; then left to the dropship, with Finn following him.

Raven was there, trying a new method of splitting gun powder but it seemed not to work and she was as pissed off as ever, and she definitely didn't need Bellamy and Finn around, fighting about Clarke. Those boys should give her more credit she thought, dumping everything and deciding to go out for some fresh air. She's been in there since yesterday. And maybe she could take a nap in Bellamy's tent while he and Finn solve their problems. Maybe even go to the river, take a mini shower, no one has to know about it. Though she knows she will be freezing and she may get a pneumonia. But she felt so squalid she just had to wash. Plus, getting pneumonia might bring Clarke back so why the hell not?

She was already heading for the gates when she heard Finn calling her name. Her first instinct was to turn right back and see what he wants, but then she remembered she is mad at him, so she kept walking, but this time she heared Bellamy screaming after her.

"Raven, come back! Now!" She stopped for a moment, thinking if it's worth to go and give those two a lesson about how you never turn a lady back from her way to a very pleasant bath, and definitely not when she stinks, but before she got the chance to consider that option, both Finn and Bellamy where out of the dropship, giving her solemn looks and she praied that it's not going to involve her, whatever they have in mind.

And when my last patient was checked and out of trouble, I finally dared to just close my eyes for a moment or two. God, I'm so exhausted, i realized after the 2 seconds were gone and I just couldn't open my eyes. And i am hungry and i also need water but it seems hard even to think about asking someone to bring me some, now that i'm done with the wounded people too. Marcy, the woman i helped gave birth comes inside. She told me her name during the night, and for that, i don't know if i should feel grateful or not. Now that name is always going to be in my mind, every time the guilt will overwhelm me, her name will pop up in my head, and her daughter's chubby face and the thought that she will never met her father, they will never leave me. Just like Charlotte's memory doesn't, or like Lincoln's grunts when we were torturing him.

But Marcy was so nice to me, and that only makes me feel worse. I don't her to be nice, i'd prefer her screaming at me to get away from her, like most of the people around here do, but she just looks at me and smiles or tells me about how her daughter is doing, or that Anya came to see her and she seemed genuinely happy. Oh well, that i'd like to see, because i can't picture that woman ever laughing. But in some way, i get her. I don't laugh often, and it's impossible do be all smiles and happiness when you're facing hunger, death and pain almost every day.

Marcy brings me water and cranberries and i just don't know how to thank her enough. But she only gives me one of her smiles and turns, about to leave, but she stops in the doorway, with a serious face.

"Oh.. And my sister wants to see you."

"Ok... Where is she?", I asked, while mounthing some of

the cranberries

she brought me, enjoying how good they taste.

"Somewhere around here..."

I nod, then she leaves and i am left alone in the dark room. I think this is their hospital. I didn't get to go outside so i shove the rest of the cranberries in my mouth, sip all the water she brought and go to explore their world. If i don't get killed before I get to even step fully outside. I always like to consider all the possibilites, be prepared. In this case, to die any time. But i've been expected that in the last mouth almost every day so i guess if it finally happens i shouldn't be surprised.

I march outside, but not a lot of people seem to be around. And they are mostly women. But the first thing i noticed is just how big the whole camp looks in the day light. Their houses come one after one, in rows that go on and on until i almost can't see anything anymore. But all the rows seem to meet somewhere in the middle, creating a colossal circle, the centre of life in their world. They have a whole town here, of course they feel threaten by us. Even though we are just a bunch of teenagers, criminals, i think again, for the first time that world making me feel safer, giving the strange feeling like we have value too.

The women give me dreadful looks but other than that, no one stops me from strolling around. The place truly fascinates me. We could build houses too. I've never gone that far with my thoughts and from the position i'm in now, it sounds ridiculous, however it gives me hope. I wonder around the main area, while curious eyes are staring at me, but all i can think about is my camp and what my people think of me right now. Do they think i abandoned them? Or that i betrayed them? I wouldn't be mad at them for thinking that. After all, i think this is what i did. I didn't fight it, although maybe fighting back would have got me only killed and nothing more.

Anya comes out of one of the houses and I stay where i am, watching her come closer, preparing mentally for what's coming. I have no idea what she wants to talk to me about, but i'm temped to ask her if is Finn is truly safe, just to be sure, but that might piss her off so i should just listen to what she has to say.

"Come. We need to talk." She says when she's near me. I follow her back into the room i came from, their hospital, and since no one is around, i can only assume she wants to talk about something important. And she doesn't have any men with her, which makes me feel safer.

"You already know we need a healer..."

"Yes.", I responded, only imagining where this conversation could lead.

"And we sent people to go and bring someone from the sea. But it's going to take a few months until they come back."

I simply nodded, understanding what she means without her having to go further. She wants me to be their doctor. And somehow, this doesn't surprise me. It makes me feel pleasant actually. I know i didn't gain anyone's trust in a day but i can see that she is willing to give me some credit. Or maybe she is just desperate, desperate enough to let her foe take part of this camp and these people's lives.

"I think you could do it... Until my people bring someone else."

We both remain silent after that, thinking deeply about what this could me to me, to the 100, to them...

"Ok...I'll help you. However, you have to accept my terms."

At that response, she is frowning for a few moments, just making sure that i understad she is not pleased with my answer. But somewhere in my head i knew this was coming long before she even thought about it. Or this is how i feel. I feel like i already had things set in my mind, in case something like this would happen.

"I'm going to leave. And i'm going to go and let my people know about what i decided. And i'm not coming back unless something happens.", I make a pause, watching her being clueless about my statements, and i have to admit, it is kinda

funny

, but i go on. "We will have to decide how are you going to announce me. I don't want grounders around my camp. People would freak out about it , maybe shot them, and we both know that won't lead to anything good.", I speak very clear and i know i sound convinging and that she is going to agree with my plan for some reasons. Not because they couldn't just force me to remain here, but because i know she has some respect for me, just as i have to her, and we both made bad decisions but somehow, throw some unspoken words, we decided not to make them anymore.

"These are my terms." "For now.", I add, and she curves her mouth into a smile that scares me at first, but than as she is waiting with her hand in the air, I realize the smile wasn't "you're so death" kind of smile, so we shake hands, saying at the same time "Deal.", and both smiling again at the end.

But she is back to her "i'm the queen" posture in a few seconds, giving me a cold look before leaving. But she turns back for a moment, smiling again before she speaks: "I'm surprised you didn't ask for any food." "Damn it!" I respond back, laughing, and she laughs too, but she is out before i get the chance to add "Next time."

At the camp though, things didn't work so well.

"I've told you for like ten times, i can not make another bomb! It's impossible!"

"And it's insane!" Octavia added to Raven's statement.

Bellamy moved his hands throw his hair, angry. They all waited in silence for a few minutes, until he broke it.

"Then i'm gonna go after her."

"No Bellamy, that is even crazier than the bomb." Octavia declared, beginning to get annoyed by her brother's awful ideas.

"Well O., we need her. Do you think we can survive without a doctor?"

"But do you think the rest of us will survive without any of you?"

At that question, Bellamy finally shut up. She was right in her way, but he was also right in his. He hated arguing with his sister, but she seemed to be the only one wanting to argue with him right now, and he felt like he needed someone he could yell at freely.

"I'm going to go talk to Lincoln. See what he says."

She takes a last look at Bellamy, waiting for him to start screaming at her again, but nothing happens, so she leaves before he can change his mind.

Her brother was obviously bothered that she is still seeing that grounder but he realized the man knows more about this situation than any of them so he simply left her go.

They waited for half an hour in the dropship, while Monty and Raven were keeping busy trying again Raven's new method. Jasper was just quietly eating some nuts, imaging how crazy Bellamy is and how the man is going to die some day from his craziness. But he admired him and that is why he didn't say much. He liked Bellamy with his short temper, but that wasn't usually showing up that much because Clarke was always there to make him shut up or stop him before he would do anything stupid. They have to find a way to bring Clarke back, he thought to himself, before throwing some more nuts in his mouth and realising he will need water after this.

Octavia was finally back, but she wasn't alone. She brought Lincoln with her.

"What the hell, O.? I let you go talk to him but i don't expect you to just bring him here like his one of our owns!", Bellamy shouted, exchaning a hard look with Octavia's boyfriend, that was obvious. His little sister had a boyfriend. He didn't even get to ask how old is the guy, but it looks like that question is irrelevant right now.

"So can you tell us anything?" he asked Lincoln, calmer this time.