31. Plans To Get Back

They didn't need to wait for the people from the Ark to arrive to the camp, although most of them were sort of taken back by the disruptive state the camp currently was in, but fortunately they were too tired and didn't dare to say anything about it. Instead the most of them reunited with their children who had been sent down with the rest of the 100. And like he ordered, Dr. Griffin and Marcus Kane were escorted to Bellamy's tent. However what no one had expected was that Dr. Griffin's appearance would have been loudly announced once she entered the tent with ferocious temper.

"Bellamy Blake!" Dr. Griffin exclaimed. "What is going on here!"

Bellamy along with Octavia and Lincoln looked up from the table that were filled with maps and strategic plans on how to enter the mountain and get out again, which was based on Lincoln and Clarke's drawings and explanations. And it was surprising to see how similar the woman was to Clarke. She had long brown hair and brown eyes, which was totally different from her daughter, but the trait they shared in common was that they both had this burning fire in their eyes. And it would be a far of guess to assume that if Clarke was stubborn and determined, then her mother was most likely the same.

"Depends on what exactly what you think is going on here," Bellamy replied smoothly, although it all was a disguise of his agitation since he wasn't sure how to deal with the woman. "However I can tell you that we were not long while ago attacked and the enemy killed and took a few of our own back to their lair, and we are not sure what they are going to do with them, but we are currently planning on getting them back."

"But that is a suicide mission. Based on what I have seen what is left of your camp, it is useless to retrieve them back," Dr. Griffin argued. "You should be focusing on maintaining control over the situation and restore the camp."

Her comment made Bellamy snap. Even if she didn't know that Clarke was one of the few that had been taken away she should have at least understood why he and the others were so determined to get them back.

"So you want us to just forget about them and move on with life!" Bellamy argued back with a more hotly manner. Octavia and Lincoln took a step back from him, seeing him this mad made them sort of nervous to be in the proximity of him. However his attention was on Dr. Griffin and glared at her with narrowed eyes. "You don't understand all of the things we went through here on the ground, so you have no right to come here and lecture us about this. You sent us all here to die and didn't give us any help while we were down here and was desperate to survive."

"We did send supplies along with you, but it had been dropped at the wrong mountain," Dr. Griffin tried to defend herself. "You could have just retrieved the supplies, so don't say we didn't try to help you."

His glare grew even harder. If he ever thought that Clarke was unreasonable and stubborn then he had to say that her mother was equally difficult or maybe even worse than her.

"And that makes things all better?" Bellamy accused. "We were on our own, unprepared about the dangers on the ground. We only had ourselves to rely on, so don't dare try and tell me that we should leave the people I counted on having my back the same way I had theirs behind. Besides we couldn't have retrieved the supplies from that mountain for several reasons, but the most important one was that there were already people living on the ground, besides from the Grounders, and was living on that mountain. People we were not informed about and apparently viewed us as a threat seeing how they would try and kill anyone who got near the mountain and now attacked the camp and took some of people."

Dr. Griffin didn't say anything, but she huffed in frustration and had to be held back by Marcus in order for her not to get closer and have a chance in strangling him for being just as difficult and stubborn as her daughter.

"Where is Clarke?" Dr. Griffin asked instead, changing the subject of the conversation. "Maybe she can be the reasonable here and make you see sense."

His narrowed eyes grew suddenly sad and guilty over being reminded over his failure to protect and retrieve her. He should have done more and he realized how much he needed her in times like this. His feelings were more amplified and he wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. The sadness and guilt was overpowering most of his feelings, but he forced them down since they weren't going to much help to solve the problem and get them all back.

"She was one of the few that was taken and was brought back to the mountain," Bellamy said quietly. "One of several reasons why we need to get them back, so please will you just go along with me on this?"
Dr. Griffin's strong demeanor changed and was replaced with worry and fear for her daughter's well being. Bellamy mentally sighed. It was most likely she didn't know about Clarke prior experience with the Mountain Men and how it affected her afterwards, but if that was the case then he wasn't going to mention it unless he absolutely had to since if his heart broke after hearing about it then he could only image how it would be for her mother. He might as of now like her mother very much, but he wasn't going to punch her where it was hardest. His own mother would only have shaken her head to see how cruel he was if he did so. Besides it was Clarke's story to tell, not his.

"How about you explain to us what has happened and then we can discuss how we are going to deal with everything?" Marcus Kane interrupted, seeing as Dr. Griffin was pretty upset about the whole ordeal and would probably not thinking straight similar to Bellamy, but at least he managed to cool his head down for now unlike Dr. Griffin.

"All right, but you two will promise us that you will not try and take over and control us," Bellamy asked. "We are the 100, not the Ark anymore, the rules down here are different so you will respect that and follow our way. Got that?"

Both of them nodded reluctantly and then they began explaining everything that has happened and what they currently have as their plans to infiltrate the mountain and get back their people.

Clarke was running down the hallway, which was almost pitch dark making it hard for her to see what was in front of her. Luckily it seemed like no one was following her or meeting her on the way, so she was clear free for now. However she was naïve in believing that they had noticed her disappearance and was out there looking for her. She looked down on her barely visible arm. Her injured arm was throbbing and beginning to soak through the cloth she had used earlier. Blood loss wasn't good, in any sense really, but Clarke tried to force the throbbing pain away and focused on the path ahead of her. Her eyes were searching desperately in the dark, hoping to at least have found the place where the rest of the delinquents were. At least she remembered enough from the last time she had been there where pretty much everything was located, and if she followed down this hallway she should find a few other quarantine areas where they would most likely keep the kids for observation.

So at the end of the hallway she took the turn to the right and ended up in a hallway that was brighter lit than the other one, but unfortunately this time there someone in the hall along with her and that person immediately noticed her unknown appearance. For moment they simply stared at one another before Clarke started taking a few tentative steps back before she turned around and began running in the other direction. She heard someone shouting after her, but she didn't stop running. Her mind was going haywire and her former focus of her whereabouts started to disappear from her mind as she heard footsteps coming from every direction. And before she knew it she was trapped, surrounded by Mountain Men and they all are aiming guns at her. There was no doubt that they would not hesitate to shoot her if she decided to do something impulsive to get away. She sneered annoyed over how things turned out of hand for her, but when a short young woman with long, dark and frizzy hair appeared. Clarke's eyes narrowed as she recognized this person immediately from the last time she had been inside the mountain.

"Maya," Clarke said quietly. "Damn…"

Maya remained unfazed by her reaction and simply walked up to her with her stupid hazmat suit and took the hold of her left arm. Clarke reacted hostile towards the action and tried to get out of her grip, but Maya kept a firm hold on her until the guards apprehended her.

"Take her to one of the available quarantine rooms, make sure she is placed with one of those kids that was brought along with her," Maya ordered, keeping her facial expression completely strong and determined. "Oh, and please get her some medical attention. That injury could be very serious if it is left untreated."

Clarke only stared at her and thought back on the last encounter the two of them had. She might not personally like Maya or trust her for that matter for several reasons, but there was something that told her that she was not necessary a bad person. Only a misguided person in this hellhole of a place, but she didn't say anything as she was dragged away from the scene.

Monty and Jasper were inside another white room, similar to the one they had woken up in earlier, and were waiting for someone to enter and possibly explain what was going on. He was smart, but it didn't make much sense to kidnap them and be brought to the mountain for no reason in his opinion anyway. What would they want with them?

He looked at his best friend Jasper for moment, who looked sort of relaxed and almost happy to be here in this place. Of course after everything Jasper had gone through since he came down here he couldn't blame him for having some kind of safety and shelter. And sure, here inside the mountain were things they didn't have back at the camp including the proper shelter and protection from the outside world, but he realized that something was missing and was ultimately the thing that made him want to more than anything return back to the camp. It was the delinquents and everyone who are considered a part of the 100, including Clarke and possibly Lincoln. They were a family, a weird misfit family, but they cared about one another and always had each other's back. Which is why he believed that they needed to get out of here before something bad happened and besides he was worried about the rest of them who had been captured.

As he thought this, the door opened and two guards threw a struggling Clarke inside before they shut the door behind them. She glared at the door for moment before she turned around to see him and Jasper looking at her. Jasper remained pretty surprised, while Monty couldn't contain his happiness and relief that his friend was all right. So he got of his seat and ran up to her and embraced her by throwing his arms around her neck. Clarke was taken back for a second before she responded by hugging him back.

"I'm so glad that you are all right," Monty said into her blonde hair. "I was worried if something had happened to you."

"Me too," Clarke said relieved. Then she pulled away to look at him, like she took a physical reassurance that he wasn't hurt or injured. "Have you seen any of the others? Do you remember how many were taken along with us?"

Monty shook his head and answered a quiet no. Clarke only nodded as she put on a pensively expression. He tilted his head to the left, wondering what was going on inside her head and asked, "What are we going to do, Clarke? We can't stay here."

"And we are not going to," Clarke reassured him strongly. "Because we are getting ourselves out of here and heading back to the camp."

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