"First things first; are you sure you want to do this?" Glass asks me.
"Yes. I will do whatever I have to." I nod my head. We have been talking for the past ten minutes all about the mob. Glass is apparently the daughter of the second in command. His older brother, Jake Griffin is Clarke's father. She still hasn't said why she left, but from the hurt in her eyes and voice I can tell it's still a raw subject. I did find out though that there was a guy that had to do with her escape. I know that she's worried about her cousin because there is relief in her eyes when I give her my answer. A relief that only can come after having great fear and trauma.
"Good." She gives me a small smile.
"You'll have to go to Nyko. He has a plan for you. He wants to use you to spy on the Opal Mafia." Lincoln says and Glass nods.
"That's perfect. Why were you saying it would be impossible?"
"Wait. You really think just because Nyko wants it to happen it will? Seriously? Have you not been listening at all?" Glass rubs her temples as if she has a headache. "You have to convince them that you belong there. You will have to talk to my cousin, the man who was going to kill you and Clarke, and get him to believe that you want to tie your alliance to him. Then you will have to pass the test."
"Okay. I can do that." I say ignoring her earlier questions. "What will the test be?"
She raises her eyebrows and looks at Lincoln. "He really is gutsy. I'll give you that."
"Yes, he is." He nods his head once.
"What is the test?" I repeat.
"I don't know. It's different for everyone. That's the thing we really can't prepare you for. As for the other things that's why I'm here." She starts to tell me about the different politics of the mob. Most of it goes in one ear and out the other. There is just too much information and all I can think about it Clarke. I'm grateful when I hear a knock at the door.
"Sorry, let me get that." I stand.
"Bellamy!" Raven leaps into my arms as soon as I have the door opened. She kisses my cheek before sliding back down to her feet. When she looks around me her eye widen. "Clarke?"
"No. Gosh. You know what? I'm sick of this. The next person to call me Clarke is going to wake up in a hospital bed." Glass huffs. When Lincoln goes to open his mouth she most notice the humor in his eyes too because she snaps her fingers together. "No! Lincoln I am dead serious. Don't even."
"Fine." He still has laughter in his eyes.
"Raven this is Lincoln and Glass. They're going to help me get to Clarke while you help me with O." I step aside so she can come inside. Wick gives me a quick one armed hug and comes inside too.
"Okay. What do you want us to do?" She asks. This is what I have always loved about Raven. She doesn't waste time. She gets to the point and doesn't ask questions.
"I want you to take O to our grandma's. Make sure she doesn't come back here."
"You don't have a grandma." Raven gives me a confused look.
"They don't know that." I smirk.
"Ah. Smart." Raven smiles.
"So where are we really going?" Wick chimes in.
"I can't know. In case something goes wrong I don't want them to be able to use me to find her. I just need to know that she is safe and I know that you will do that." I hear rustling coming from O's room.
"Speak of the devil. How pissed is she?" Raven gives me a sympathetic frown.
"I had to hold her until she passed out."
"Oh man. Maybe you should hide then." She says trying not to laugh.
"Bellamy! I am going to kill you!" Octavia's voice is so loud that it rattles the windows. "You better hope the mob gets to you first because when I'm done with you you'll wish that you were never born! How dare you? How dare you put me in a freaking sleeper hold?"
She appears in the doorway to the living room red faced and breathing hard. I finally see what they mean about a woman scorned. I'm pretty sure she really is going to kill me.
"Now, O. Just calm down." I hold my hands up. "I'm just trying to keep you safe."
She walks up to me and for a split second I think I see reason flash across her face. The next thing I know her fist is slamming into my nose.