Rayne's Point of View
Monty began to move the mouse around lighting up all the monitors; looking back at Clarke he explained to her that the command center was live. I just stuck next to Bellamy who couldn't seem to keeps his hands off my belly, I think he was more excited about the future than I was. Knowing how quickly and easily the grounders where willing to betray us, I was more concerned about the fact that we where going to end up in a war with them once we where finished in here.
One monitor in particular caught my attention; Raven was laid out on a table strapped down by her wrists, ankles, waist and neck. They where taking her bone marrow, they had to have been. I looked up at Bellamy whom was just standing there shaking his head angrily.
"Oh, my god." I heard Clarke mumble.
"Is that Raven?" I heard Bellamy's voice crack as he seemed to ask what we all new was true.
"It is…" I whispered to him letting my eyes fall to the ground.
I couldn't handle seeing her this way, the last time I saw Raven she was sitting behind a desk going over floor plans, talking Bellamy through the Mountain. Seeing her laid out the way she way, not being able to help her escape the pain she must have been going through, I had to admit killed me.
"Rayne… come look at Camera 60." Clarke said softly as I looked up from the ground making my way towards where she was standing, I looked over at her face before following her eyes as my own landed on the monitor she had mentioned.
I first saw Abby her expression barely visible, her arms above her head as she was chained to the wall. My eyes continued to move across the screen, next to Abby stood Kane. My father, they had managed to capture him. How they had managed that scared me, he was supposed to be healing after what happened in Tondc. They must have captured them on their way back to the Camp Jaha.
"No." Was the only word I could stammer out till I felt Clarke wrap her arm around me forcing me to stay standing. "There's no way, how is this even possible?" I questioned.
"Ray…" Clarke muttered. "They have our parents." She whimpered to me.
I turned my head to look at her watching, as she seemed to break down, the mask she had covering her face melting away. She was broken and I couldn't even blame her for feeling that way. They took our parents. The two people we would fight tooth and nail to keep safe. "What do we do?" I asked her as she lowered her head. "I don't know." She mumbled.
"Tell them to stop now." I heard Bellamy say from behind us. Which got me thinking, we had to communicate with them, there had to be a way we could get in contact with Cage or his people below to get them to stop this madness.
"The walkies they are bound to have some down there." I said to Clarke.
"It's no use, they will know we're watching and just keep going." She said softly.
"They will stop; they have to… knowing you're up here… Cage will be pissing his pants. You're Clarke Griffin." I said trying to tear her away from the sullen mood she was in from seeing her mother.
"It's just a name with absolutely no ounce of scare behind it. Cage knows he's bested me, first with Lexa and now by taking my mother." She continued to sulk. "You're far more terrifying, your pregnant… you'd have motherly instincts." She added.
"Yes, I should." I said my voice growing quiet. "Clarke, it's still barely sunken in that I'm having this baby. My mind is still trying to wrap around the fact that Bellamy is with me, that you're safe." I told her as she turned to me.
"Regardless of the fights you and I have gotten into, the arguments, disagreements… Clarke you were always the fearless one, the leader, the one with the voice. I was and will always be the one who follows you no matter where you lead." I explained to her.
"Not true, you would be a fantastic leader if I just stepped aside and shared the light with you… you wanted to warn the people of Tondc about the bomb, save them, you didn't want Bellamy to go in here, you said we should have stayed in the camp and fortified things rather then attempt the trek to Luna's village." She rambled.
"You lead with your heart and your gut, where as I lead with my mind and –"
"Clarke, you lead like your father and mother would lead. You lead with your heart, soul, you lead with a purpose… don't ever try to convince yourself that you're weak because you simply aren't… we can save our people. I know we can… you just need to believe in yourself that you will be with your mother again." I told her.
Clarke nodded as she looked up at me, "You're right." She told me with a smile looking back at Dante. "You heard him. Tell your son to stop this now." She commanded him.
"I won't do that." Dante told Clarke as he kept his eyes fixated on Bellamy who was holding a radio in his hand.
"Look." Clarke turned back around whispering to me, "It's Emerson." She said causing me to arch my brow at her; confused as to what it was she had stirring in that beautiful mind of hers.
She walked away from me and around the desk towards Bellamy and Dante. She took the radio out of his hand walking back towards me staring up at the monitors. "I'm ready to believe in us, believe in this." She told me as she pressed the talk button.
"Carl Emerson, Mount Weather Security Detail, come in." She spoke over the radio as I turned my head to look at Bellamy who seemed just about the same amount of uncomfortable as I was.
"Who is this?" He asked as we watched him bring the radio up to his mouth.
"You know who it is." Clarke replied as he voice began to grow dark. "Give the radio to the President."
Monty looked over at me, just as confused as I was. Clarke usually never let anyone in on her plans, which is why she led things on her own. Hard to assist when you're so far out of the loop you aren't apart of it all together. "They're moving." Bellamy pointed out as I tore my sympathetic eyes away from Monty and back towards the monitors.
"Not a problem." I heard Monty say to him followed by his tapping of the keys that where sitting in front of him. "I'll bring it on the main monitor."
"We're going to make him stop, I just don't think he's going to like what I may have to resort too." She whispered to me before motioning for me to move back to where Bellamy and Dante where standing.
Once I was back beside Bellamy I felt his arm wrap itself around my waist protectively. Looking behind us at Camera 39. Cage walked out of the room he was socializing in and moved into the corridor looking up at the camera as he brought the radio to his lips. "This is President Wallace."
"We have your father." Clarke said as he eyes where on me, using the word 'We' she was telling me that we where in this together, she wasn't going to do this alone like she had been. He had our parents; this was our battle regardless of the condition I was currently in.
"If your don't let our people go, I'll kill him." She said causing Bellamy and I to swiftly turn our heads in her direction. I had to admit I was not expecting her to say that, at all. Killing Dante did seem a bit extreme even if he was the one who was behind our friends being taken in the first place, and behind Lexa's grounder army retreating.
"How do I know you have him?" He asked, the tone in his voice just made me feel like him asking this question was just his way of stalling. There was no way he cared for his father, just like how his father had assumed he would have cared for me being a gift to him, to remind him of his dead wife. Which still disgusted me, I had red hair and was feisty must mean I am just like this whack job's dead wife. Good grief.
"Stay the course, Cage." Dante said into the radio once Clarke has shoved it into his face to confirm his confinement with us.
"You won't do it." Cage said into the radio, his voice now filled with the fear I had expected from him the first time he had heard his father's life was in danger.
Why was it we didn't care for our loved ones until the moment we knew they where going to die. Kane didn't seem to into the fact that I existed until the thought of me being dead on the surface seemed possible. Clarke didn't seem too worried for her mother till Tondc when she must have noticed she was among the occupants of the village.
Cage literally didn't seem to care for his father's life until the moment he heard his voice. So this must have meant he wouldn't spring into action till he heard Clarke cock the gun. Which seemed only a tiny bit pathetic too me, however we were all still human. Even though Cage and his people seemed less humane than us, and more savage than the grounders.
"You don't know me very well." Clarke responded. "If you have my father than you've found your friend, and she won't let you." He tempted her.
Clarke looked over at me as I nodded to her, confirming I was with her on this choice. If getting our parents, and all out friends back meant taking Dante's life regrettably I was for this entire notion. My father, my friends… our people meant more to me than this man could ever possibly mean to me.
"You know her even less than you know me." Clarke told him as we watched him stand there on the screen with an incredibly uncomfortable look on his face. "This ends now. Release my people." She demanded of him.
I watched as she walked away from us before returning my attention to the screen. Cage stood there, his body looking as if it where frozen in thought. Having an inner struggle with the entire notion, stuck between two choices. Losing his father and having his people walk on the surface, or losing the ability for his people to walk on the surface but having his father alive.
"I—I can't do that." He stammered out.
"It would mean the end of our people, Clarke." Dante told her from next to Bellamy and I. I tore my eyes away from Cage who was still standing there like a statue on the screen to look over at Bellamy who had this look of utter disdain on his face as he was looking at Dante.
Clarke turned around quickly cocking the gun and aiming it at Dante's head her other hand still holding the radio. Bellamy quickly took me and moved me away from Dante and away from the gun, I looked over at Monty who was also standing up from the chair he was standing at, the look of fear growing in his eyes as he stared at Clarke.
"What're you doing?" I asked her.
"Clarke, we need it." Bellamy added.
"And I need his son to believe me." She whispered to him as I found myself staring at Clarke my body filling with utter shock and disbelief.
"Don't make me do this." She said pulling the radio up to her mouth, her voice taunting him.
I turned looking back at the screen, Cage looking behind him to where I assumed his people where all seated, or standing. Enjoying their lives blissfully almost as if there was nothing going on at all around them. Even though we all knew they where fully aware of what Cage was doing to our friends.
He looked up at the camera, which felt like he was staring right at me. Leaving me feeling completely uncomfortable as I looked away and back over to Clarke hoping she wouldn't actually shoot the man, just fire off the gun to scare Cage into doing what it was she was asking of him. I knew he wouldn't listen, just like his father, like Clarke, even like Bellamy, our people came before our own selfish needs. To him, that meant his fathers life was invaluable if it meant bringing them all to the surface.
"Dad." Cage's voice trailed off sounding more upset that he must have wanted it to come off as, he was about to say goodbye to his father.
"I'll take care of our people." He spoke into the radio, looking over at Dante I realized he hadn't actually thought his son would let him die for their people. He wanted us to think that he would by giving his whole 'this would be the end' speech but he must have never thought it to be true. He was counting on his son being a coward and trying to save his life.
This is what happens when you put your complete faith in the wrong people.
"None of us have a choice here, Clarke." Dante told her, he must have hoped Clarke would take pity in him and lower her gun. Even I knew better than to hope as much.
"I didn't want this." Clarke told him.
"Neither did I."
Clarke shot him directly in the chest; her aim had improved since our days when we would practice shooting in the drop ship camp. She hit him, directly in the heart. The noise had caused me to nearly jump out of my skin, Bellamy cooing in my ear trying to calm me down. Looking over at Clarke I realized quickly she had her hand on the talk button. Cage just listened to his own father die.
Looking up at Bellamy I watched as the look he had in his eyes as he watched Clarke lower her gun once Dante had fallen to the ground, was a look I couldn't even describe. Was he imagining what it would be like to lose Octavia, the Baby or I? Was he remembering his mother?
My guess was none of the above when I saw him slowly shake his head, "She forced him to listen to the man die." He told me softly, "Something Finn would have done had he not been stopped in that village." He added.
I hated that I was agreeing with him on this one thing, but Clarke was starting to act like Finn had when he was trying to find her. However I was in no way shape or form going to stop her if it meant us getting our friends back. Seeing Kane safe again, Clarke could go as insane as she needed to if it got us what we wanted.
"Listen to me very carefully." Clarke said into the radio. "I will not stop until my people are free. If you don't let them go… I will irradiate level 5." She told him as I spun my head around to look at her.
"Clarke…" I said softly, when I was on level 5 I had seen many small children, babies even. Maya was on that level right now with Jasper and Octavia. I barely knew the girl but knowing she had helped our friends, and was the main reason Bellamy was still alive, I would never want harm to come to her.
"Cage, Listen to me." She said again as I watched the man seemingly crumble on the main monitor as he leaned against the wall just outside the cafeteria.
"I don't want anyone else to die. Stop the drilling and we can talk. There must be a way to get us all out of this." She continued as I watched them closely on the screen.
Emerson moved closer to cage as they seemed to be talking, they had to have known where we where in this mountain. I doubted very highly that there was any other place to do what she was threatening. Would he be so daring as to send a small squad up here to kill us though? Could he even send a small squad up here?
He then passed off the radio to Emerson as the man walked away from Cage. "I don't think he is taking your threat, as a threat." Monty commented.
"Do you think he's going to send people up here?" I asked her, "He will." Bellamy answered me.
"Clarke, we need to move there has to be another way down there, another way to get our people out." I said to her.
"There is no other way and you know that Ray, don't be stupid." She snapped.
"I'm not being stupid Clarke, irradiating level 5… there are children down there, people who have done nothing wrong, innocents." I told her, "Are we really willing to end the lives of children and innocent people just to get our friends back? There has to be another way."
"There isn't." She told me.
"Emerson is coming for us." She told us all, "They deactivated my key card. Can you do that to his?" Bellamy asked Monty.
"That one's easy." Monty nodded as he sat back down at the desk.
"Where's he going?" Bellamy than questioned as he once again wrapped an arm around my waist.
I looked up at the monitor as we watched Cage walk with a large amount of purpose through the rooms leading into another hallway as he seemed to be going somewhere in a hurry. "The dorms." Clarke commented causing my stomach to drop.
He was either going to kill Abby or Kane, for Clarke's action of killing Dante. I hated to admit it but I knew Abby being taken was a lot more likely than him taking Marcus. He knew Abby was Clarke's mother, if he knew Marcus was my father or not I wasn't exactly sure of how vast Cage's knowledge of our people really was.
"Monty, can you do it? Can you irradiate the level?" She asked him her voice filling with panic.
"I can do it." Monty confirmed to her. "Clarke are you sure?" I asked her, "Once you do this, there is no stopping it, no going back." I told her.
"I'm sure." She told me.
"Clarke, we need to think about this." Bellamy spoke up trying to reason with her. "Rayne is right, there are kids in there… there is no going back." He said as his one hand made its way back to my stomach as his voice began to crack.
Being in here, seeing the children that where here changed Bellamy, than hearing how he was going to have his own. I was with him on this one entirely these children did not deserve to die for the choices or mistakes of their parents, because of Cage.
"I know." Clarke commented, "And people who helped us." Bellamy raised his voice.
"Then please give me a better idea." Clarke sassed, she knew there was no other options, no better ideas, no quickly drawn up plans to stop this. She knew this just as well as we did.
Bellamy just remained silent as he pulled me closer nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck, as he said nothing to her. "When we get out of here, keeping our child safe is the only thing we will be focusing on." He told me as I nodded.
Bellamy and I parted from the hug standing next to one another as the four of us stood there watching in horror as they pulled Raven off the table replacing her with Abby. Which was exactly what we had all expected him to do, but hoped he wouldn't. "What have I done?" I heard Clarke whisper.
We stood there watching as they quickly began to drill into Abby's leg, I felt the sting of the pain enter my own body. Looking over at Clarke I watched as she stood there, the terror filling her eyes. Reaching my hand out I took her's in mine. "We will get her out of there Clarke." I told her. Kane just stood there staring up at us, staring into the camera knowing he was staring into Clarke's eyes. We had to act. Now.