Rayne's Point of View

I could still feel Clarke's hand gripping to mine tightly as we had continued to run down the dark corridors of the cave. Until Lincoln had told us to stop running so he could ignite a torch. "Clarke… I'm scared." I whispered to her as she, sighed.

"Me too… honestly when we first got sent down here, sure I expected trouble. However this, this I wasn't expecting." She told me.

Lincoln finally made a tiny little fire on the ground near us as I quickly wiped away the small tears that had been forcing themselves out of my eyes. Impending death would do that to a person. Clarke let go of my hand and knelt down on the ground a little bit away from Lincoln. As Finn turned towards me, studying my face, I guess he could tell from my eyes I'd been crying.

"Are you all right?" He asked.

"Good as one can be I suppose… I just want to go home." I told him looking around the cave.

"To Bellamy…" He said softly.

"He was right… I never should have left the camp." I lowered my head, "For once I should have just done what he said… followed his rules."

"Yea but then you wouldn't be Rayne." Clarke said as I knelt down in between Clarke and Lincoln.

Finn finally moved away from the group a little ways looking down the way we had came. "You where right. They didn't follow us." He told Lincoln before returning to the small light we had kneeling on the ground on the other side of Clarke.

"Reapers use these tunnels." Lincoln explained. "Tristan wouldn't risk running into them."

Finn looked at me, than to Clarke before turning his attention back to Lincoln. "What the hell's a reaper?" He asked him.

Lincoln voice turned hard as he lit a torch responding to Finn's question. Each word he said sending cold chills down my spine. "Pray you never find out."

Clarke was the first of us to stand up looking around her curiously, inspecting the cave before putting her hand out for me to grab. She pulled me up as Finn and Lincoln joined us, "We have to keep moving." He explained.

"Moving where? How do you even know where we are, let alone where we're going?" I asked.

Lincoln began to groan as he started walking nearly hitting a wall. "Lincoln, you're hit." Finn called out to him. Clarke turned to face me as I nodded walking towards him with her.

"Hey, let us look at that." Clarke said to him as she inspected the wound before turning to me and nodding.

Finn took the torch from Lincoln as I motioned for Clarke to lift his shirt. I had to push the arrow through his skin, pulling it out the way it came would only tear vital veins. I watched as she felt around on his skin where the arrow was likely to come out. She nodded to me, "It'll be clean." She told me.

"Clean?" Lincoln asked. "I've fought battles with worse wounds than this." He continued to tell us.

"We're not in a battle right now." Clarke told him.

I touched her wrist "We are Clarke… I mean look at this… we are fighting to stay alive…" I told her as she lowered her head.

"Rayne…" She sighed.

"Clarke… look at what happened to the camp… sending Dax in like that… this is warfare at its finest… and we're sitting ducks." I told her as I felt Finn put his hand on my shoulder.

"Rayne… calm down." He told me, I wasn't even getting worked up. I was just being honest, even if we got back to the camp. The grounder army was still coming, and they would kill us at all costs. Regardless of Anya saying how I was important to her people and how they needed me… I some how doubted I would be alive by the end of the week either.

"Rayne is right," Lincoln said. "We are."

"Why are you helping us?" Clarke asked him as she lifter her head up to look at his face.

"This can't just be about Octavia." Finn added

"Fine." Clarke breathed out. "Don't tell us." She said harshly.

"Lincoln." I said softly as everyone's heads turned to face me. "Give me your knife." I asked as he unsheathed his blade handing it over to me as I passed it off to Finn.

"Heat the blade." Clarke told him before turning her attention back to the very annoyed grounder. "You might want something to bite down on." She told him as she nodded to me signaling me to push the arrow through.

Lincoln scoffed; "You people are so soft. If you don't learn to be more-" He said as I cut him off forcing him to groan in pain as I pushed the arrow forward breaking through his skin on the other side.

I heard them snap the arrowhead off, so I pulled the remaining back out of him through the back tossing it onto the floor. Clarke grabbed the knife burning closed the wounds on his body. He began to pant in pain causing Clarke to look at me and smirk, she did warn him that it was going to hurt.

Lincoln than turned around to face us all now that Clarke was standing next to Finn and no longer in front of Lincoln. "What my people are doing to yours is wrong." He told us, partially explaining his motives for helping us escape.

Bellamy's Point of View

"About time…" Murphy said as I entered the drop ship.

I looked over at him, still in a slight form of shock. Had he really hated us all this much that he bided his time, every day since the day we all turned on him. Killing everyone off one by one who had wronged him?

"You played us." I spat at the boy standing in front of me.

"You laid out the pieces for me, showed me your hands… it was like I was playing a game by myself. You all made it so easy, trusted me again so quickly." He smirked.

"Then why even be with Clarke?" I asked, he had been close to her at some point. If this was all just a game to him than why even include her?

"See; that was because I know girls like Clarke… she wouldn't want her friend knowing she's with the guy she nearly got killed. She'd want it to be a secret… what better way to keep a secret that meet alone with your friend's boyfriend… I knew it would cause problems between you and Rayne. She just stuck with you unfortunately."

I rolled my eyes; "That's pathetic Murphy."

"Is it really? I got laid while messing up the trust between you and Rayne… do you really believe she still trusts you like she did before all that?" He questioned me.

I had really hope I had all her trust back, I had done everything I could to show her there was nothing there to not trust me for. I mean she trusted Clarke again didn't she? "How did you even get Dax involved… he was apart of the group that beat you." I asked him.

Murphy chuckled; "I over heard his call with Shumway that day we all got to talk to our parents." He told me, "And you see… you all have it wrong. I was the first one to meet Ray, I was the first one who got close to her… if he thought by killing you she was his… he was wrong. Just like you for thinking taking her from me was ok."

"You sound obsessed and insane." I mocked.

"Do I really?" He asked aiming the gun at me, "Kind of." I tested him.

"Anyway, Dax came out of the tent and saw that I had heard everything that Shumway told him. I told him where to find you both, where you two where headed. That I would cover for him while he was gone, and when he returned go along with his story as to why you and Clarke where dead."

He knew this whole time and never warned Clarke or I that Dax was going to follow us and kill us? He knew everything; he just pulled the strings whichever way he wanted. "When Octavia and Rayne went missing, days before that… I only went with you because John asked me too… I lost my best friend because of you Bellamy… forcing him to be apart of your stupid little games." He continued to spit at me.

"You can't blame me for everything that happened down here Murphy. John went because he wanted to… because Rayne saved his life when he got sick that day he ate the poison berries… he went because of that not because I made him." I called back.

"Maybe." He told me, "However when Dax came back… he told me everything the grounders had talked to him about… everything he told them… apparently he told them that Rayne was our healer…that Clarke was our true leader and you where brute strength. However the grounders told him; Rayne's bloodline… her biological bloodline is the same bloodline, as there true leader and well he can't have children you see his wife died. He wants Rayne…"

I felt sick to my stomach, this whole time Rayne and I thought there was something sinister behind Anya telling her that they where coming for her. Go figure one of the survivors is related to her or thinks he is… in reality there was no telling anything. "What?" was all I managed to say to him.

"Yea, he wants your girlfriend so he can produce children… and then since she's one of our people… once he has what he wants… she is disposable." Murphy smirked, "She's lucky; she's mine not yours because I actually intend on taking our troops and going to get them over sitting around waiting to die."

"Your pathetic Murphy… if any of that is true… why would they tell Dax…"

Murphy shrugged, "Who knows but if it isn't true… makes for a good bed time story doesn't it?" He asked me.

"So why kill Dax?" I asked, his eyes glanced up at me full of hate.

"Like you said, he was apart of the group… as was Connor, and Myles… anyone who crossed me that day is on my list. Guess that leaves only a few names left, don't it?" He asked me. "Take the belts and tie a noose." He told me.

"No… no… what?" I asked him.

"I give you an order, you follow it, right?" He said mocking my voice, I moved closer to him, "Fine." I told him as he shot off a bullet warning me to stay where I am.

"That's good." He said to me as I stood there staring at him. "Then do what I said." He told me as I continued to stand there staring at him.

"Bellamy?" Octavia's scared voice came through the walkie.

I watched as Murphy belt down slightly pulling the walkie out of his pant pocket. "Bellamy! Are you ok?" She shouted through the walkie.

"Want her to know you're alive?" He asked me moving the speaker end out towards me. "Start tying." He said as he sniffled.

"Bellamy!" Octavia shouted again, "Do you copy?"

I moved quickly grabbing the belt straps off the ground and began to pull them closer to me so I could start tying like he'd told me. I watched as he pressed down on the talk switch, "I'm fine." I called out to her, "Just a misfire, now stop worrying about me and get back to work, all of you and tell Raven to hurry her ass up." I ordered her as Murphy let go of the switch.

"All right, that's long enough." He told me. "Tie those two ends together."

I quickly did as he asked looking up at him with pure disgust. To think at some point after the whole mess when we ganged up on him I saw him as one of my closest friends, strongest ally, and asset even. I trained him along side Miller; the two were my best two fighters in the camp.

Me being with Rayne and kicking that box from under him is what was putting me in this position. He was right, had I just not tried to protect the camp and gone with a team to go find Rayne, Clarke, Finn and Monty… I wouldn't be here. I would probably still be dead just in the attempt to find her but none of this would be happening… not now anyway.

"All right. Now get up and toss it over." He said as he looked up at the support beams above my head.

I looked up at what he was talking about rolling my eyes taking a deep breath. This really couldn't be happening at a worse time, I just wanted to take a gun walk out of this drop ship and go find Rayne something I should have done the night we had found Myles. Raven was right we should have just kept looking for them… brought him back and just gone right back out.

The second we realized Monty was missing we should have gone looking for him too. What was wrong with me? Why would I just abandon her like that? All this me telling her how much she means to me, how I would always keep her safe.

I looked to the ground lifting the noose off the floor with me as I stood up throwing the belts over one of the beams above me. I then turned facing Murphy just to see the grin on his face. Like he had won, like he knew something I didn't. Like even if I died by him shooting me he still had more tricks up his sleeve and he was willing to do anything to get whatever it was he wanted.

"What do you want me to say?" I asked him my voice cracking slightly. "Want me to apologize? I'm—" He cut me off holding the gun more steady up at my face. "I'm sorry."

"You got it all wrong, Bellamy." He said the grin on his lips widening. "I don't want you to say anything." He told me, causing most of the blood to start draining from my face.

"I want you to feel what I felt that day, I want you to feel what I felt every time you kissed her in front of me…" He said drifting off before looking at the ground chuckling to himself. "And then…" He said before he shrugged like what he was about to tell me was just nothing to him like it was something he'd been waiting to say for months.

"Then I want you to die." He told me with a smirk I looked away from him and up at the noose he'd just made me tie and ready up on the beam. Somehow I knew this was coming, I knew he was going to try to kill me at some point but why drag Rayne into this at all. Why not make me go out into the forests to die by grounder? Or was watching me die more something he was hoping to see. Was he really that sick, how did I not see this?