6. Suspicious Actions

Clarke had come prepared when she searched through her medical bag and found the herb she was looking for. It was one of few herbs Lincoln had told her about that worked perfectly to knock someone out, but the effect of the herb doesn't last very long unless she increased the dosage, which can do a lot more harm than good.

"Are you sure this is safe?" Octavia asked unsure. Clarke had just finished the preparations and put the herb in the homemade metal kettle and filled it up with water.

"Yes, this herb is perfect for the job. It doesn't have any too dangerous side effects and the effect doesn't long for too long, but long enough for us to get the key and possibly get Lincoln out of the camp before they all wake up and realize what we have done," Clarke explained. She closed the lid of the kettle and handed it over to Octavia.

"How long does it last before they all wake up?" Octavia said. She took the kettle in an uncomfortable manner, something that Clarke noticed immediately. She was afraid to hurt her brother, but Clarke was confident that that stubborn ass wouldn't die easily from just a couple of sleep herbs anyway.

"It last usually thirty minutes. If we are lucky then it could last for an hour, but I wouldn't hold my breath for that possibility," Clarke replied. "Now go out there and make as many as possible drink the tea. The more people who are out of the calculation the better chances we have for this plan to be successful."

Clarke gave her one last reassuring and told Octavia to trust her and Octavia responded by giving her a small reassuring smile as well before she left the tent. Clarke sighed as she carefully approached the entrance of the tent and watched everything from the sideline. All she could think about was that she hoped the plan would work somehow, but she feared that if something were to go wrong then she had make a decision that she knew Lincoln would agree with. However if things were to come to that then she was willing to do so if it meant that Lincoln was safe and sound away from the camp.

Bellamy's eyebrow rose slightly. Something was up with Octavia; there was no doubt about it. His sister wasn't good to hide stuff from him, mostly because he knew all of her tells after having to practically raising her for sixteen years, but also because he was bound to find out about it whether she wanted him to or not, like right now for instance. She was acting overly nice to the other campers giving them their mugs of tea, though if you look closely she was also slightly nervous, so it was obvious that something was going on with her. When she finally came up to him she handed him a mug, his head tilted slightly to the left and mentally asked her what was going on.

"Geez, Bellamy, can't I just be nice and give you your tea?" Octavia said. Bellamy knew that she wouldn't be nice to him, especially after the whole grounder thing, so the answer to that question was a no.

"No, you wouldn't be nice to me right now since the last time I checked you were still pretty pissed off at me," Bellamy replied. "So why the sudden change?"

Octavia shrugged her shoulders, but scoffed and mumbled something about his lack of trust in her and that being nice was obviously a mistake. Bellamy winced by the accusation and felt like he had been kicked right in the stomach. He trusts and cares about Octavia the most and put her wellbeing before the camp if he ever had to make that decision. So how could she accuse him of having a lack in trust, especially after everything he had to do to get down here in the first place?

His grip on the mug tightens and carefully sniffed the liquid in order to check if she spiked the drink or something. Then he remembered that she wouldn't know how spike something since she was never really taught how to make health remedies that had unwanted effect on others. So he calmed down and drank the hot liquid. It tasted unusual from the normal tea they usually prepared, but he didn't question it and his sister left to continue supplying tea to the rest of the kids. He was left alone and just stared at the campfire absentminded, not really thinking about something specific until the fire shortly began to grow hazy in front of his eyes. He rubbed his eyes in order to get a clearer vision, but everything was starting to become foggy and he felt suddenly so tired. His eyelids began falling down and he had much difficulty trying to stay awake, but it was like his body just shut down because before he knew it he fell backwards and landed on the hard ground and everything just went black.

Octavia didn't waste time when she was reassured that everyone was unconscious, even though she was still a little suspicious about Murphy since he had not been shy to state his dislike of her, but she hoped that he was too busy being a psychopathic jackass in his tent to realize what is going on around the camp. However she tried not to think about that when she approached her fallen brother swiftly and carefully then began searching his body for the key to the room where Lincoln was locked up. His pants pockets was pretty much empty if you don't normal pocket dirt and the front pocket of his leather jacket was the same, but when she searched on the left pocket inside the jacket she felt a small cold object touching her fingers. She found the key, so she retrieved the key from his pocket and quickly ran away to get Clarke, who was practically bouncing when she came to her tent. The two girls hurried off to the drop ship and went inside.

They almost ran the metal floor and turned many corners before they stopped in front of a metal door with an old locking mechanism. Octavia held up the key, while checking around to see if there was anyone there besides them, but thankfully it didn't seem to be the issue so she put the key in the lock and twisted. The door opened the girls went inside and was shocked by the sight that met them. Lincoln was hanging in the middle of the room, bound in chains and blood and sweat was flowing down his skin. Even though she had seen him like this earlier, the horrible sight still made her feel sick to her stomach and angry thoughts on how her brother and the other kids could do this to another person. However Clarke stiffened just for a second before she ran up to Lincoln side and checked his injuries. He was barely conscious, but when he saw Clarke standing next to him he grew more focused and whispered something quietly that Octavia couldn't really hear from this distance, but she was pretty sure that he was trying to reprimand for coming and trying to save him. Obviously Clarke ignored it and asked Octavia to help her get the chains of him, something that she didn't waste time questioning before she too was standing next to Clarke and Lincoln. It took a while to untie the chains, but they managed to do it somehow since Lincoln's body almost fell down to the floor if they hadn't grabbed him when they did.

"Okay, I'm guessing that we don't have much time before everyone at the camp start waking up," Clarke said. Lincoln was leaning against them both and with one arm over their shoulders. "Which means we need Lincoln out of here, fast and undetected."

"What do you suggest we do?" Octavia asked concerned. She didn't want neither of them getting hurt and in danger more than they were already in, but in this scenario someone had to take the risk in order for Lincoln to escape.

"We need a diversion," Clarke said determined. "I will keep the campers busy while you and Lincoln escape."

"Not going to happen," Lincoln protested. "You are not going to be the diversion in this plan yours. You have no idea how these people would treat you, especially since they will think you are a grounder."

Octavia agreed with him. There was no way she was going to let Clarke handle her brother and the others by herself. Which was why she suggested that she could be the diversion, but Clarke didn't budge on the matter just like Bellamy.

"Look, this trouble only happened because of me," Clarke sighed deeply. "I should have stayed away like Lincoln told me to do, but I didn't. Instead I watched you guys since the moment you stepped out of the ship and followed you. Then I saved a goggled kid after an unexpected attack with a spear to his chest and spent days healing him. And let's not forget my unfortunate meeting with your brother in the forest. No wonder why they think we are a threat, but there is no way I'm going to let you take the fall for the trouble I caused."

"You saved Jasper?" Octavia said densely. Clarke nodded her head slowly and Octavia almost wanted to hug her for saving one of the few friends she had at the camp meanwhile Lincoln's facial expression turned sour and hissed, "You did what? After I told you to stay away…did you approach the mountain?"

Clarke didn't answer, but her gaze turned away in shame only confirmed his quest and he looked like he wanted to yell at her, however he kept quiet and mumbled something about talking about everything later. Octavia didn't understand what was the big deal about the mountain, especially since the hundred was given information that their supplies were at that mountain, but she didn't ask since they didn't really have the time and also because she didn't want to pry.

"Any way we don't have time to discuss this," Clarke said seriously. "Octavia, once you get a clear escape route you and Lincoln run back to the cave. I will keep them occupied as long as I can until you have returned."

Both Octavia and Lincoln wanted to argue, but Clarke was already determined and wasn't going to change her mind no matter how much they tried. Besides time weren't exactly on their side either, so they couldn't waste more time talking about it. Octavia only hoped that Clarke knew what she was doing.

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Thank you once again for the amazing response. I'm sorry that I didn't update yesterday and went against my normal update pattern, but I didn't really have time to write yesterday and I was also busy today, which is why the chapter wasn't updated at its usual time. But I hope you will forgive me and I will try and return to my writing pattern again.

I also want to say I'm sorry for not giving you any Bellarke in this chapter, since this chapter mainly focused on retrieving Lincoln, but I promise that there will be in the next one. And again I will deviate from the original, but try and be loyal to the characters.

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