Hey guys, just to clear up - No she didn't realize she was pregnant considering everything going on around her, she wasn't really showing and what she was showing she attributed to gaining weight. Not all woman experience pregnancy the same way; so no she didn't have morning sickness, just subtle nausea that she looked at as "stress." Being the cause. The doctors in the Mountain figured out the gender which in most pregnancies you can learn anywhere between 11 weeks to 20 weeks. (2-4 months) I spend through it to show that she is more focused on what's going on around her than TO her at this time. However since learning she will become more selfish about keeping safe. Sorry if this spoiled the story and what not. Just figured I should clear it up :P love you guys.

Rayne's Point of View

They had brought me up into this empty room that had an art easel, and art sprawled all around the incredibly white room. The room was so white it made the stone and metal holding cell seem so much more homely and warm. This would drive me insane, I heard foot steps come up from behind me.

"You need to start taking care of your child. It can't possibly be healthy with the lack of vitamins and medical care." I turned around to meet the face that came with the voice.

It was an older man, older than my own father that was for damn sure. "Well considering the grounders where able to breed without either of those things, I'm positive I'll be fine." I snapped back.

"Some much like her, so much life… so much fire." He continued to talk.

"So much like whom? Is that why I'm here?" I asked him.

"My son's wife, Megan." He chuckled. "She was a feisty girl, full of opinions. She however she died when she was getting a blood drip from one of the savages… apparently we had missed that they where sick, she couldn't handle the disease and it took her life. Which explains my son's hate for the savages, your people I am afraid to say are just a means to an end." He explained.

"You people are sick."

"I told them to release the children, you're people. I want to go to the ground but not like this."

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, because I'm sure you had no part in the grounders betrayal. No part in me being taken, no part in any of this, your hands are clean right?" I questioned him.

"I admit I told my son exactly how to get her to betray your people, but Clarke is an enemy our people cannot afford." I couldn't help but laugh.

"You honestly think Clarke is alone? You should be afraid of all of us, I will always be at her side no matter what." I told him.

"Even after all the times she's betrayed you? We have been watching your people." He attempted to sway me.

I just stood there watching him, the way he moved about the room slowly and cautiously. "I know she has hurt me, I've hurt her. She is my friend and she never has to worry about being alone."

"She is a threat, don't make yourself one." He warned me, as he voice grew dark. "And I didn't save you, neither did I ask for them to bring you to me. That's was my son Cage's doing, he spared you."

"Spared me… I would rather be out there next to Clarke than stuck in here with you freaks while you kill my friends." I shouted at him.

"Don't be silly girl, you're safer up here than you will ever be out there." He told me as I stood up off the small white bed and made my way towards the one corner of the room sitting down, my forehead against my knees.

I was never going to see Bellamy again; I would never see Octavia or Clarke ever again. I was going to have my child alone, in this hell of a mountain until these people saw it fit to free me. From either this cage or the life they would be forcing me to live I didn't know.

Would I be able to handle having this baby without Bellamy? I hadn't even ever considered what life without him would even feel like. These past few days, almost weeks without being able to turn around and hold him, kiss his lips. I hadn't even given any thought to this child; I hadn't even known I was pregnant till the bombing on Tondc.

Sure I had noticed I was feeling kind of crappy, but I just assumed it was from my lack of eating, or sleeping. I had been so worried and busy thinking about this war, and Bellamy that I hadn't noticed anything. What kind of mother did that make me? Knowing I had this baby growing within me and that I hadn't even notice just made me feel so guilty.

Indra was wrong; going into this war I didn't feel like a strong independent woman. Sitting here in this corner having it all sink in for the first time, the baby, being trapped her, losing Bellamy. This was really happening, I was really going to be alone, I was really going to have this baby. I was never going to see Bellamy again.

I could hear footsteps enter the room, fear entering my body again. They knew my friends where in a room being basically killed for their own greed. Where they here to take me down to force me to watch them die one by one? "Hello, Clarke." I heard the man say as I felt myself jolt up from the corner.

"Rayne?" I heard Bellamy's voice enter my ears.

I turned my head towards the silky smooth voice that had caused my heart to pound heavily in my chest. Looking over at him as his deep brown eyes focused in on me, I could feel my heart begin to race in my chest. My mind flowing with so many thoughts, all the things I had wanted to tell him wanted him to know.

I rushed towards him wrapping my arms around his neck feeling his strong grip wrap around my waist; I buried my face into his neck feeling the warmth of my tears warming my cheeks. "Rayne." I heard him breath out softly, his grip tightening around me.

I could feel my knees growing weak; weak to his smell, his touch. He was right here with me. Bellamy was really here… I wasn't imagining this. "I love you, so much." I whispered into his neck kissing the sensitive bits of his neck.

I felt Bellamy move his head up, "Sir, we need your help again." He spoke to the man, I moved my head to the side looking over at Clarke as she smiled weakly at me as I grinned to her mouthing thank you to her, and she brought Bellamy back to me. A favor I would never be able to get back to her, she gave me a gift that no words would be able to express.

"It's ok. I took out the camera." I heard Monty say as I pulled away from Bellamy looking behind him at Monty as he entered the room. "From the junction box in the hall."

"Monty!" I cheered, "Where's Jasper?" I asked him.

"Rayne." He smiled at me, "Jasper's safe, he's helping the others." He explained to me, seemingly leaving out a few details that I wasn't about to press on. "We can talk freely… Sir." Monty said turning his attention back to Dante.

"No one's watching, anyway." Dante snapped at Monty. "Why do you say that?" I asked him.

"Thanks to all of you, they're all on level 5." He explained as I felt Bellamy pull me closer to him,

"You're not." Clarke commented.

"No. I'm not."

"Please. We don't have much time. We need a way to get out people out of this Mountain without killing everyone." Bellamy asked him as I felt him squeeze my waist.

"He's not going to help us." Clarke stated her voice growing dark.

"You cut the power, risking the lives of everyone in this Mountain—" He began to explain to us. "My people, even the ones who helped you."

"We knew they'd be safe on level 5." Clarke hissed at him as she began to walk closer to him.

"You're glowing." Bellamy whispered into my ear, "Raven told me…we're having a baby?" He whispered softly.

"A girl, Bellamy we're going to have a girl." I whispered back to him feeling the excitement grow into my belly.

"A princess…" I heard him whisper his voice cracking as he squeezed me close again.

"We're the good guys here, not you." I heard Clarke's voice snap me from my thoughts. "Tell me, if we released your people and theirs, what would've happened to mine?" He questioned her.

Clarke turned around looking over at Monty, "Can you get us into the Command Center? We need to see what's happening on level 5." She asked him before looking back over at Bellamy and I. "You two can wait out in the hall if you'd like, I can only imagine the conversation you two want to have." She smiled at us.

"It's fine, we need to be here… we need to get everyone out." I told her looking up at Bellamy who just smiled, "She's right, we've come this far to get our friends, we need to finish this. Together." Bellamy finished as she nodded.

"Yea, no problem." Monty told her his face growing sullen, what had happened to them in here. It had to have been worse then we had initially thought if it had caused Monty to lose his shine.

"Let's go." Bellamy said as he dropped his arm from my waist as he walked over to Dante taking him by the arm roughly. "You're gonna help us." He told the man. "Whether you like it or not."

We had been walking down the all the empty hallways, making our way towards the Command Center. Not a single Mountain Man in sight, which was to be expected considering we knew where they all where. Dante and Clarke were leading the way, Bellamy at my side and Monty behind us.

These empty hallways felt so haunting, and I had to admit they scared me. I knew there was no one up here who was going to hurt us but it still terrified me. I placed my hand on my stomach almost trying to shield the baby from the sights I was possibly about to see. Part of me hoped to god there was no camera feed, I don't think I'd be able to handle watching them drill into my friends.

"I told you, there's no one here." Dante explained to Clarke.

"Sorry if we don't take your word for it." Bellamy said as he looked over at him to see that he was looking around the hall suspiciously. The things he must have seen being in here, I don't think I'd ever be able to understand those horrors.

"Why aren't you with your people on level 5?" Clarke asked him.

"Someone had to keep Rayne away from the chaos. However, after what I've done, they can be free, I can't. Deliverance comes at a cost. I bear it so they don't have to." He explained to her.

"It wasn't Cage, it was your idea to make the deal with the grounders." Bellamy pieced together as I looked over at Clarke.

"You told me in the room that Cage was the one who wanted me in here, that was a lie… what did you want from me?" I asked him. "It has nothing to do with his dead wife does it?" I asked him feeling the anger grow within my chest.

"No. It didn't, you are a spitting image of the one Commander they had when I was a young man. She was so fearless, so beautiful; she wasn't from the forest tribe but the water tribe. Her hair was fiery red just like yours, eyes as green as the moss on the trees. My father had tried many times to coax her into peace, but she would never risk her people's lives for our cause to be on the ground. He had her drained dry in this very Mountain… to send a message to her people, a message they never received." He explained to me as I shook my head.

"So what was I supposed to be? Some sick walk down memory lane for you? I'm obviously not her, not a grounder." I told him as Bellamy moved me behind him. "You could have gotten Clarke killed!" I shouted at him feeling the heat grow in my face.

"We're in. Got it." Monty interrupted us, I looked over at Clarke who gave me an uneasy smile as Bellamy opened the door to clear the room for us so that we could get in there and see what plan Clarke had formulating in her head.

"It's clear. He's telling the truth." Bellamy spoke softly pulling the man completely into the room.

"Let's get the monitors up." Clarke said causing my stomach to feel queasy, I should have known we would be watching them, even if I had hoped in my mind we wouldn't have too.

"You sure you want to see what their doing?" I asked her, "We need to know." Clarke told me as she hung her head low.

"I know what she meant to you Clarke, after everything that had happened only for her to abandon, and betray you like that… I should have been there by your side when they left." I told her.

"It's my fault for not trying to fight harder to keep you from being taken." She spoke softly.

"Don't ever try to take the blame for that Clarke, you did the best that you could. Considering all the times that you had been demanded to make the hard choices no one else wanted to make… you did what you could… and I expected no less from you. You where upset, hurt, broken, confused… Clarke… never apologize for what happened tonight." I told her as she smiled.

"I'm just glad you're still alive, and that we found you." She told me as I pulled her into a hug, "We're going to get through this together Clarke." I reassured her.

Nova's Point of View

It had felt like Jaha and I had been rowing this small little boat for hours; John hadn't said a single word to either of us since he had been denied the explanation he was looking for out of the man. Which I understood completely, I wouldn't have wanted to talk after that either. I didn't necessarily agree with his method of silencing the man, however he did gain us the out we needed to survive. Sometimes we have to do something evil to gain in the end.

"That's—" I heard John say as he had begun to sit up from my lap.

"Land." I whispered to him causing a smile to slowly appear onto his lips.

I looked over watching Jaha throw himself over the edge of the boat in an attempt to drag it to shore, I jumped out the side of the boat to help him drag it the rest of the way to the rocky shore stopping once it was tuck in place.

I looked back to John for a brief moment feeling my heart sink into my stomach not knowing how to cure his pain, or what to say to him in regards of the two men he had just lost to that sea beast. The light soon lit up his face causing me to turn around looking up at the slow blink of light above me.

Was this the fabled 'City of Light'? This didn't look like the grounder capital at all and that was what I had always imagined a city would look like. This looked like a beacon, a trap; it gave me nothing but bad vibes. Something wasn't right about this at all, something that had made me wish I could have convinced John to come back with me rather than joined him on his journey.

"John, let me help you." I heard Jaha say slowly as I moved myself out of the water and onto the rocky shore. "I don't want anything from you." I hear him snap.

"John, please… just let him help you out of the boat." I softly said turning back to look at him. "Please." I repeated myself.

"Come on. You're a survivor, we all are." The man said as he looked over at me, I just shook my head at him. Even though I knew deep down I would have done exactly what he would have done, I would have thrown him over the side of the boat too if it would have meant John would be safe.

Yet; John for all the terrible things his people had managed to pressure him into, the things my people had made him do… was a gentle soul with a large heart. He would never have forgiven me if I had killed this man, even after what he had done to the two men back in the open water.

"Whatever you have to tell yourself to feel better, Chancellor." John snapped at him as he stood up taking the help that was being offered to him to get out of the boat.

"Our destiny… is out there, John." Jaha had started to say to him.

"You're destiny is out there, mine is wherever John goes. If that isn't following you, than it isn't 'our' destiny now is it?" I asked the man causing him to look up at me not impressed that I was about to ruin whatever scheme he seemed to have growing in his mind.

"Yea, and what about Craig's destiny?" John asked him as he wobbled over to me before falling to his knees on the ground. I crouched down next to him looking up at the man waiting to hear what his response was going to be.

"We sacrificed a few to save the many."

"You know, you're right." John began to say loudly to him as the man started searching the ground in the dark for I assumed a weapon. "Nova and I are survivors… which is exactly why, we are done following you."

"We'll go our own way. You can go whichever the hell way you want." John said as he stood up and began to walk away from the boat and the water causing me to rush after him, followed closely by Jaha.

"John… John!" He called after him.

"Get the hell away from me." John shouted at him as he had collapsed on the ground in pain, both Jaha and I rushing to his aid.

"John, you've lost too much blood. Still yourself." I told him as he moved himself away from his people's leader and closer to me as I tightened the bandage on his arm.

"Did you hear that?" Jaha asked as he started to look around the area. Looking over at John I could see he was thinking the same thing that I was. 'This man had completely lost it.'

Looking back up I noticed that the drone from the sand beach was back and floating around above us almost as if it was looking for something in particular. Searching, for something… watching us.

"Please, whoever you are, we need your help." Jaha begun to shout at it before it whizzed off again down a long line of trees. "Wait! Wait!" He called after it.

"Don't pretend you want to stay here with either of us. Go after it, I will protect John; I will nurse him back to his full strength. We'll be fine." I told the man as he nodded to me.

"I'll come back for both of you, alright John?" He attempted to reassure the both of us. "Go." John ushered him.

I moved for that I was sitting flat on the ground next to John who just sat there on his knees watching as Jaha ran farther and father into the darkness away from the two of us. "Your promised land sucks!" John shouted.

"We will find our way John; this may be his City of Light. However it is our home to forget the trials you faced back with your people. There is no one here that can hurt you ever again." I told him as he nodded. "Still shocked you don't."

"I am a person of the woodlands, was a Second of the Commander, a leader of my people… I have done horrible things just like you have… I have no ground to stand on if I even try to judge you." I assured him as he smiled. "I don't even know where we should start." He sighed.

Looking around me, I couldn't help but agree. Knowing how many people from each of the Clans had tried to make it to this place… I was surprised there was no one here on the beach. Where had they gone if this was the 'Promised land' the place where everyone was accepted and taken in, was this island really that massive that it could hide that many people, that many generations?