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alyssaforevermore · 4 months ago

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Hounded ↦ Bellamy Blake 7. Contents Under Pressure

Synopsis: After being locked away for eight months, Athena Kane alongside 99 other criminals is sent to the ground to find out if it's survivable. The ground was the dream, but who knew it would turn out to be a nightmare?

Show: The 100

Pairings: Bellamy Blake x OC

Warnings: major series spoilers (full series will be covered), use of profanity, descriptions of violence, death, blood and gore, and mentions of drugs and alcohol.

Tags: @mellxander1993 @sweetz1919 @jordangdelacruz

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Raven's voice was faint, repeating the same exact thing over and over again on the bottom level of the dropship. She begged for the Ark to hear her, pleading for their help. All we had gotten so far was static.

Octavia winced, grabbing my attention. "Can you please not space out while you're stitching my forehead? I'd really like to avoid a scar."

I smiled slightly. "Trust me, a scar is the least of your worries these days."

She frowned, her eyes shifting to the floor. "Do you think Finn will be alright?"

"I hope so." I responded, tying off the stitch and cutting the end with the small scissors that came in the pack. "Clarke will figure it out. She always does."

"You know her better than I do."

I noticed Octavia shift in place as I reached over to grab some gauze. Placing it over the wound on her head, I used the little bit of tape Clarke had offered up to stick it on. "You're good to go."

Octavia sighed, running her fingers along the bandage. "Thank you."

"No sleeping for another few hours, alright? Just in case." I said, as thunder grumbled outside.

"I don't think anyone is sleeping anytime soon."

"Probably not." I sighed.

"Athena!" Clarke's voice boomed through the dropship.

Octavia stiffened. "You should go, I'll be alright."

"Athena!"

I stood from my spot on the floor, grabbing the suture kit before looking down at Octavia. "If you need me at all, call for me, alright? If you feel dizzy or anything-"

"I'll call for you, I promise."

I gave her one last smile before opening the hatch and climbing down to the bottom floor. Clarke quickly spotted me across the room, waving me over with her free hand.

"How's Finn doing?" I asked, placing the suture kit at Finn's feet.

Clarke averted her eyes. "He's still alive, for now."

I noticed Raven's eyes shift towards us, before focusing back in on the radio. "Calling Ark Station. Please come in. The hundred are alive."

Suddenly, the radio crackled, a voice coming through. "This is a restricted station. Who is this? Please identify yourself."

Everyone fell silent, staring at Raven. Her face was pale, her eyes wider than usual. Finally, she responded. "This is Raven Reyes. I'm from Mecha Station. I'm transmitting from the ground. The hundred are alive. Please, you need to get Doctor Abby Griffin, now."

"Hang on, Raven. We're trying to boost your signal."

I blinked. "You did it? That's really the Ark?"

Raven turned her head, smiling, though her eyes were still laced with tears. "It's really the Ark."

"Raven? Are you there?" I recognized Abby's voice instantly.

Clarke's eyes darted back the radio, a frown forming across her face. After a few moments she took a deep breath, heading over and taking the radio from Raven.

"Mom? Mom, it's me."

"Clarke?"

Clarke smiled for just a moment, though it quickly faded. "Mom, I need your help. One of our people was stabbed by a Grounder."

A new voice emerged. "Clarke, this is the Chancellor. Are you saying there are survivors on the ground?"

"Yes, the Earth is survivable. We're not alone." Clarke said. "Mom, he's dying. The knife is still in his chest."

"Okay, just give us two minutes."

"Clarke," Jaha's voice emerged again. "Is my son with you?"

Clarke looked at me, her eyes swelling with tears. I gave her a reassuring look and she turned her attention back to the radio. "I'm so sorry. W-Wells is dead."

Everything fell silent once more, only the static of the radio coming through. Finally, Abby's voice came through once again. "Okay, Clarke... I'm going to talk you through this step-by-step. Just find-"

The radio cut out for a moment, coming back through in mumbles.

"Raven, what's going on?" I asked.

She shook her head. "It's not the radio, it's the storm."

"Clarke, we need to hurry." Abby's voice was clear again.

"Clarke!" I turned around, noticing Octavia rushing into the dropship. I hadn't even noticed her climb down after me. "Here, this should help."

Clarke headed over, grabbing one of the canisters from Octavia. She screwed open the lid, breathing it in. "Monty's moonshine?"

"Pretty sure no germ could survive this."

The dropship began to shake, lightning striking off in the distance.

"The storm is getting worse. Monroe, close the doors." Clarke commanded.

"We still have people out there."

Octavia nodded. "Monty and Jasper still aren't back. Neither is Bellamy."

"It's okay, they'll find somewhere to hide out."

Before Octavia could argue, Clarke turned back to me. "The suture kit?"

I nodded my head towards Finn's feet. "Right there."

Clarke grabbed the kit, pulling out the needle. She then poured the moonshine over it, rotating it to cover every inch of the needle.

"Tell me you can do this." Raven spoke, moving closer to Clarke.

Clarke looked up at me. "We can do this."

"We?" I asked.

She nodded. "I need your help. Our mothers work together, you and I used to spend hours together in medical reading those journals."

"Clarke, I've had zero training. Sewing Octavia's head was hard enough."

"My mother will give us instructions. I just need your extra set of hands, alright?" I averted my eyes, hoping she'd give up. "Athena, please. I need you."

I looked back up, noticing her pleading eyes. "Alright."

"Hey, they're back!" Monroe called out.

Octavia turned to the door, rushing over. "Bellamy!"

Bellamy entered the dropship first, Monty and Jasper lagging behind, carrying the Grounder from the cave. They dropped his unconscious body to the floor, him handing at Octavia's feet.

She looked up at her brother, her face red. "What the hell are you doing?"

"It's time to get some answers."

"You mean revenge?"

"I mean intel," Bellamy responded, turning back to the boys. "Get him upstairs."

I marched over to Bellamy, a frown across my face. "Bellamy, you know she's right."

"Clarke, we're ready." Abby's voice came through again. "Can you hear me?"

"Athena, I need you."

Bellamy's eyes landed on the radio, his face going pale. I placed my hand on his shoulder, my eyes fixed on his. "Bellamy, this is not who we are."

I watched as his eyes shifted back to the radio, before landing on me once more. "It is now." He said, pulling himself away from me and headed up the ladder after Monty and Jasper.

Shaking my head, I turned to Octavia. "Please, just sit down somewhere, alright? I can't worry about Finn, the Grounder and you all at the same time." Octavia nodded, heading up to the second level of the dropship.

I walked over to Clarke, standing next to her. "The blade is at a sharp, upward angle. Between the sixth and seventh rib."

"How deep?" Abby asked.

"I can't tell."

"That's alright, just don't remove the knife yet."

Clarke grabbed the canister of moonshine, pouring some into her right hand. She then handed it to me, rubbing her hands together. I did the same, and then Raven.

Abby's voice came through again, though we were distracted by the fighting of two delinquents behind us.

"Damn it!" Clarke yelled. "Raven, clear the room."

Raven nodded. "Everyone upstairs. Now! Let's go!"

Clarke placed her hand on Finn's body. "He feels warm."

Raven spun around, rushing back to his side.

"That's alright, fever sometimes accompanies a trauma." Abby responded. "Clarke, I need you to tell me if there's any fluid leaking from the wound."

Clarke examined the wound. "No."

"That's good! That's really good. You got lucky."

Raven crouched down, her face close to Finn's. "Do you hear that? You're lucky." She smiled.

"Okay, Clarke... You need to have a firm grip on the knife." Abby started. "You're gonna need to angle it upward to the left, very slightly to the left, as it exits the ribcage."

"How very slightly?" Clarke asked, her voice now shaking.

"Three millimeters. Any more would be bad, any less too."

"Okay, three milimeters. Got it."

"You can do this, Clarke." Abby encouraged her. "You've assisted me on trickier procedures than this. Once that knife is out, the hard part is over."

Clarke nodded, taking a deep breath. "Extracting now."

Placing her hands around the knife, Clarke began to pull slowly.

"Clarke, he's waking up!"

My eyes landed on Finn's face, his body beginning to move.

"Finn, I'm going to get the knife out of you, okay?" Clarke spoke before looking between Raven and I. "I need you two to hold him still."

While Raven and I held Finn down, Finn strained, trying to keep his body from moving. As Clarke neared the end of the knife, the dropship began to shake again, throwing us all across the room. I watched as the knife tore out of Finn, him falling to the floor in the other direction.

"Clarke! Clarke, what's going on?"

I lifted my head, noticing Clarke standing with the knife in her hand, her eyes fixated on Finn. He was awake, staring right back at her.

"She did it," Raven mumbled, looking between the two. "She did it."

...

The three of us had managed to get Finn back on the cot and Clarke was now finishing up her stitches. "Okay, I'm done."

"Good," Abby responded. "Do you have anything to cover the wound?"

"We still have one bandage left," I spoke up, handing it to Clarke.

"Athena?"

My eyes darted to the radio, my shaky legs rushing over. "Mom? Is that you?"

"Oh, thank God." My mother cried. "When your wristband went black I-"

"I'm okay, I promise." I smiled through teary eyes. "I miss you."

"I miss you too, sweetheart."

"Guys," Raven spoke, grabbing my attention. "Should he be this pale?"

"He's lost a lot of blood, Raven." Abby spoke. "If he's anywhere near as tough as you though, I'm sure he'll be fine."

Clarke placed her hand on his forehead. "Mom, she's right. He's feverish and his breathing is uneven."

"You need to give him some time to recover. Let me know if he gets any worse, but I think he might just be out of the woods."

"There's nothing but woods down here." Clarke rolled her eyes. "I need a break."

"Clarke, wait!" Abby pleaded. "Raven, Athena... Can you please give us a few minutes?"

"Of course-"

"No, no. Raven, stay with Finn." Clarke responded, rubbing her temples. "Athena, come with me."

I followed Clarke up the dropship ladder, reaching the top level. Bellamy stared at the Grounder, who was tied up using seat belts we'd salvaged. Clarke pulled herself through the opening, a boy I didn't recognize stepping in front of her.

"Get hell hell out of my way."

Bellamy sighed. "It's alright. Let them through."

The boy stepped aside, allowing us to pass. I stood next to Bellamy, Clarke approaching the Grounder, who left out a hardy groan.

"Well," Clarke turned back to look at Bellamy. "If he didn't hate us before, he sure as hell does now."

"Who cares?" Bellamy asked. "How is Finn?"

"Alive," Clarke responded, glaring. "His people will care. How long until they find out where we're keeping him? What happens when they do? I mean, when they come looking for him."

"Relax, Princess. No one saw us take him. Thanks to the storm, you couldn't see a soul out there." He reached out, Miller handing him a journal. "In case you missed it, his people are already killing us. How many more of our people need to die before you realize we're fighting a war?"

"We're not soldiers, Bellamy." I spoke up. "There's no way we can win."

"You're right. If we don't fight."

Clarke went to speak, being cut off by Raven's cries. "Clarke! He's seizing!"

"I'm on my way!" Clarke called out, rushing back down the ladder.

I ran down after her, rushing to Finn's side.

"Get my mom on the radio." Clarke said.

"The radio is dead. Interference from the storm." Raven responded, staring at Clarke. "Please don't let him die."

...

Finn soon stopped seizing, his body settling in Raven's arms.

"It's stopped." Clarke spoke. "Quick, help me get him on his side."

I moved into position, noticing Raven remained holding Finn, staring off into the distance. "Raven? Raven, please."

"There's fluid in his lungs, he could choke." Clarke added. Raven snapped back into focus, nodding as she stepped away. Clarke and I then rolled him over, fluids spilling out of his mouth. "He's burning up!"

"Fluid in his lungs? Does that mean the knife-

"No, this isn't blood. It's something else." I responded, looking at Clarke.

Clarke stared at Finn. "I-I did everything she told me to."

"Wait, we've seen this before." I said. "Shortness of breath, fever, seizing."

"Poison." Clarke spoke, her eyes lighting up.

Raven shook her head. "You sterilized everything, I watched you do it."

"Not everything."

Clarke reached over, grabbing the knife. "Raven, stay here."

I followed Clarke back up the ladder. "They locked the damn door!" Clarke hissed, banging on the hatch. "Open the door, now! Bellamy!"

Finally, Miller opened the hatch, allowing Clarke to pull herself through. I followed close behind, watching as she marched over to the Grounder.

"What's on this?" She waved the knife in the air. "Answer me!"

Bellamy looked at me. "What is she talking about?"

"He poisoned the blade!" Clarke snapped her head back. "All this time he knew Finn was going to die no matter what we did."

"What is it?" I asked, moving closer. "Is there an antidote?"

"Athena, he doesn't understand you." Octavia spoke, poking her head through the hatch.

"The vials." Bellamy mumbled, turning around and picking up a small pack. "It's gotta be here." He laid them all out on the floor in front of the Grounder.

"You'd have to be stupid to have a poison around for this long without an antidote." Clarke mumbled, getting on her knees. "Which one is it?"

The Grounder just stared at Clarke, his face never changing.

"Answer the question!" Bellamy yelled.

Octavia pushed her way through the small crowd. "Please, just tell us."

"Which one?" Clarke asked again. "Our friend is dying down there, and you can stop it!"

My eyes shot to Bellamy, silently pleading for him to do something. He rubbed the back of his neck, moving closer to the Grounder. "I'll get him to talk."

He lifted his fist, Octavia jumping in front of him. "Bellamy, no!"

"He wants Finn to die! Why can't you see that?" His eyes drifted to Clarke. "Do you want Finn to live or not?"

"Athena, please!" Octavia begged. "You said it yourself, this is not who we are. He was protecting me, he saved my life!"

Bellamy shook his head. "We're talking about Finn's life!"

"Do it."

I looked at Clarke, shame written all over her face.

"Clarke, please..." Octavia begged before turning back to the Grounder. "Please, just tell us which one it is."

Bellamy picked up a knife, using it to rip open the Grounder's shirt. "Tell us which one it is, or you'll wish you had."

"Bellamy," Octavia pleaded. "Please don't do this."

Bellamy grabbed a seat belt, taking a deep breath before swinging it. As it hit the Grounder's skin, he let out a small yelp, causing me to turn away.

"Please!" Clarke begged, still on her knees. "Which one is it?"

"Just tell them." Octavia begged again.

Bellamy placed his hand on Clarke's shoulder, a tear falling from her eye as she eventually stood up. As Clarke moved away, Bellamy hit the Grounder with the seatbelt once again.

Each time he'd hit the Grounder, we would plead for answers. Finally, Octavia had had enough.

"Stop it! He's not going to tell us anything." She yelled.

"Clarke!" Raven yelled. "He's getting worse!"

"We're running out of time," I spoke, kneeling in front of the vials. "If you tell us, they'll stop. Please. We just want to save our friend."

The Grounder simply stared back at me, and I knew reasoning was never going to work. Bellamy sighed, kneeling down next to me.

"Hey, you don't have to be here for this, alright?" He whispered.

I shook my head, looking him in the eyes. "I'm not leaving until we get that antidote."

Bellamy stared back for a moment before finally nodding. "Alright." He stood up. "Maybe this will work."

I watched as he retrieved a metal pick from the makeshift table. He adjusted it in his hand, looking back at Clarke who nodded. Bellamy took a deep breath, driving the pick into the Grounder's right hand, causing him to groan once more.

"What's taking so long?" Raven asked, poking her head through the hatch. "He stopped breathing."

"What?" Clarke asked, getting ready to run downstairs.

Raven grabbed her hand. "He started again, but next time he might not."

"He won't tell us anything." I said, standing up. "We've tried."

"Wanna bet?" Raven asked, marching over the cables next to Grounder.

Bellamy eyed her. "What are you doing?"

Raven ripped the cables out of the wall, touching them to each other, causing sparks to shoot off of them. "Showing him something new."

The Grounder began to panic, attempting to move himself away as much as he could while tied up. Raven took the cables, placing the ends of them against the Grounder's chest as he screamed out in pain.

"Which one is it?" She yelled, shocking him again. "He's all I have!"

"Stop it!" Octavia yelled.

Raven turned back to look at her. "He's letting Finn die!"

Octavia looked to Clarke's hand, grabbing the knife from her. Without hesitating, she placed the knife against her wrist, pulling it back along her arm.

"Octavia!" Bellamy called out.

I watched as the Grounder's unwavering calmness turned to panic, him attempting to lunge forward. Octavia stared at him, her eyes filled with tears. "He won't let me die."

Bellamy attempted to grab Octavia, her shoving him off before falling to her knees.

"Which one is it?" She asked, using the knife to point at each one. The Grounder nodded his head towards the last one. "This one?" She asked, earning a final nod.

Clarke reached down, grabbing the antidote. "Thank you." she said before running back downstairs, Raven and I following close behind.

...

After giving Finn the antidote, I went back upstairs to check on the Grounder, a bucket of water in my hand. I placed my hand on his, grabbing the handle of the pick. I looked back up at him, his head turned away from me.

"I'm so sorry." I mumbled, yanking the pick from his hand.

He hardly made a sound, nothing probably compared to Raven shocking him. I tossed the pick on the floor, grabbing the wet rag from the bucket and attempting to clean his hand, him shutting his fist.

"I need to clean your hand, please." I begged, trying to pry it open.

Footsteps came from behind me, Octavia appearing in my peripheral. "Here, let me try."

I nodded, handing her the cloth and watching as he opened his hand again. Taking a deep breath, I spoke again. "I'm so sorry, Octavia. We had to save Finn."

Octavia turned her head, looking me in the eyes. "For the record, I saved Finn. Nobody else."

I nodded, stepping back slightly. "You're right. We should've listened to you."

"Nobody ever does."

Not knowing what else I could say to possibly make things any better, I grabbed the pick from the floor, heading back down the ladder and out of the dropship. Looking around, I noticed everyone setting up camp again, repairing any damage from the storm. It was as if Finn almost dying and the Grounder never happened.

"We'll get it cleaned up." Bellamy spoke, standing next to me.

I scoffed, walking past him. "I wish this was the only mess we had to deal with."

"Athena," Bellamy spoke, grabbing my hand with the pick in it. I spun back around, our eyes meeting. "Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things."

We remained staring at each other for a few more moments. I noticed Clarke approaching, slowly, her eyes falling to our still touching hands. I pulled mine away, clearing my throat.

"What are we going to do about him?" Clarke asked, nodding to the dropship. "We can't keep him locked up in there forever."

"If we let him go, he'll come back. Not alone next time." Bellamy sighed. "Not easy being in charge, is it?"

Clarke sighed, looking away.

Bellamy gave me one last look before heading off to help the others. I placed my free hand on Clarke's shoulder. "Hey, everything is going to be alright. Our people will be here soon."

"Not soon enough."

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AN: Here we are with chapter seven! We are getting closer to where I paused the series and I'm so excited to start sharing new (to me) content with you all. Please remember to like/reblog and share your thoughts <3

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mywifeymax · 2 months ago

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Nothing left(Bellamy Blake X Reader) Part six

Y/n pov:

I've been down sick for awhile *Sitting up I quickly grabbed my jacket to which Lincoln stopped me* "where are you going?"He asked "I am going to my people"I said "your still weak"He said "They need me I am sorry Lincoln nothing can save me from saving them"I said

*Getting back to the camp I quickly ran inside the gate I ran to Clarke* "tell me you guys have plans"I said "we do it's call leaving"Clarke said "Bellamy agree to this plan?"I asked "No but he will"Clarke said

*Helping people get packed up Bellamy put out the fire as we left the gates of the camp I walked next to Bellamy* "Are you sure this is a good idea?"He asked "No but it's what is good"I said looking at him

*hearing sudden sounds I quickly look at everyone* "everyone back to camp now!"I yelled out *everyone quickly turned around and made they way back to camp*

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*Getting back to camp I looked to Bellamy* "Looks like you get that fight after all"I said to him "Let's go talk to the others see what they got"Bellamy said

---To be continued----

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sterek-ao3feed-archive · 1 year ago

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100 Wolves

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51585055 by F_my_entire_life The Ark sends 100 teenage prisoners to Earth, plus two, what the teens find down there is nothing they could ever be prepared for. But it's who was on their ship that they should also worry about. Words: 2026, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), The 100 (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Liam Dunbar, Theo Raeken, Lydia Martin, Malia Tate, Kira Yukimura, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes, Allison Argent, Chris Argent, Isaac Lahey, Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf), Melissa McCall, Peter Hale, Bellamy Blake, John Murphy (The 100), Clarke Griffin, Octavia Blake, Abby Griffin, Jasper Jordan, Monty Green, Lincoln (The 100), Raven Reyes (The 100), Finn Collins Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken, Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Malia Tate/Kira Yukimura, Bellamy Blake/John Murphy, Octavia Blake/Lincoln, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Natalie Martin/Sheriff Stilinski Additional Tags: Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale & Scott McCall are Siblings, Good Pack Alpha Derek Hale, Derek Hale & Bellamy Blake Friendship, John Murphy (The 100) & Theo Raeken Friendship, Gay John Murphy (The 100), Bisexual Stiles Stilinski, Pansexual Derek Hale, Bisexual Bellamy Blake, Gay Theo Raeken, I'm Bad At Tagging, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Other Ships Not Mentioned in Tags, Tags Contain Spoilers read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51585055

#Sterek #Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale #Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski #IFTTT #ao3feed #ao3feed Sterek #fanfic

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headstrongblake · 1 year ago

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the first few days felt crucial to stay with grant. no matter what had happened between the two of them recently, she would never wish him dead. she couldn't. hunter had shown her which wounds were important to watch, and how to help change the dressing because at the time...grant had barely been conscious. but once it felt safe to leave grant alone in his apartment, octavia retreated back to hers in desperate need of new clothes and some essentials. she waited until the middle of the day, hoping bellamy was anywhere but their apartment however, as she walked the lengthy hallway...she forgot to account for nick. bellamy too loud in her mind as he continued to blow up her phone.

emerald hues locked with nick's as he came out of the apartment just down from hers, teeth tugging at her bottom lip, waiting for his reaction. he looked like hell. like he's spent the past few days wallowing in all the dark emotions that gloss his gaze.

after sunday night, octavia's one of the last people nicklas wants to see. not the last...but she's pretty fuckin' close. so when he notices her just by her apartment, no doubt trying to sneak in while blake is not there, half of him screams to turn right around. go back inside. let her do her thing and not engage because despite what she's done, she's still the little kid he's taken care of. but he's been listening less and less to that side lately. instead, nicklas shakes his head, heading down the hallway, but paying octavia no attention.

as nicklas comes near her, all octavia can smell is whiskey. whiskey and stale cigarettes that make her head swim. he doesn't look at her. doesn't speak to her. he doesn't even acknowledge that she's there, sparking annoyance in her gaze. how dare he be mad at her. she is not the one who did anything wrong. if anything, she's the only one, save hunter, out of those men that did anything right. but when he goes to walk past her, octavia's hand darts out to stop him. " what? you're just going to pretend i don't exist? "

every muscle in nick's body tenses as octavia wraps her hand around his arm, but he makes no attempt to pull from her. his head shakes, eyes still forward. " yeah, i'm tryin', wanna help me out with that? " he asked dryly, his free hand plucking her fingers off his jacket before he readjusted himself.

" so it's like that? " she asked, head tilting with an exasperated look on her face. blue eyes snapped toward her, glaring down at her. " yeah, it's like that, octavia. " nick said harshly.

" let me get this straight, you abandon your brother, no, sorry you beat the living hell out of him, let my brother nearly kill him, your supposed friend....i save him from dying so that you don't spend the rest of your life with his blood on your hands and what? that hurt your feelings? pissed you off a bit, made you feel bad about yourself and so you're done with me? " octavia scoffed, shoving her key in the lock before throwing open the door. " screw you, nick. " she tossed over her shoulder.

each response sits on the tip of his tongue, waiting to strike as she tries to cut him with every word she spits. it's only the comment about grant being his brother that he sinks his teeth into. unwilling now to leave the conversation be as he followed into the blake apartment right on her heels. " that's your problem right there! you just say shit without having a fucking clue what you're talking about. just act when no one asks you to. how about you stop tryin' to fix everybody else's shit and you start fixing yours? the trainwreck is going to sit here and judge me? you don't know shit about me and him. " nicklas ranted, following her every step of the way while she refused to stop moving, and packing, irritating him further.

" oh please, " octavia laughed stiffly, " don't, don't try and tell me i don't see what i see. " octavia said, shoving more clothes into a bag of hers. nick could lie to a lot of people. he did as far as she was aware, and much like grant, he didn't talk about his life before this place. but while nick might have constantly been watching them all while he served drinks behind the comfort of his bar, octavia was watching him. had been since he swooped in like some hero out of one of bell's books. he might've got on her nerves and pushed all the worst trigger points but...it was only because she had missed her own brother so deeply. she's been watching him with hopeful eyes since he became her brother.

green eyes watched nicklas try to deny it, could see the anger and hurt that warred with each other in his eyes before octavia bent down, looking for something beneath her bed. " what're you doing? " nick asked, head shaking as he watched her.

as octavia stood up and turned towards nicklas, she held up a sketchbook from the dollar store, " lie to me all you want, lie to yourself, but i know you care about him. you care about all of us. " she said, opening the book wide as she set it on her bed. inside were dozens of photos in different media. some printed photos, some polaroids. octavia had meant to get a proper album for them all. to sort through them properly instead of having a few sketchbooks beneath her bed but, it worked. she flipped through a few pages until finally she came across the one she was searching for. her finger pointed to the photo of grant and nicklas' side profiles. grant sitting at the bar top while nicklas was in mid-pour of a drink. it's simple. ordinary. but they both have genuine smiles and when octavia looks at the photo, she can hear nick's laugh.

nicklas reached forward to take the book from her but instead she laid it out on her bed, his mouth snapping shut. eyes widened as octavia flipped through the book, feet slowly taking steps forward as he peered over her shoulder. her life was inside this book. everyone. sure, he knew that she was always snapping photos but this...he squinted to look at them as they passed quickly. although, his mouth instantly ran dry as she pointed out the photo of him and grant. instead of arguments, and rebuttals, nicklas fell quiet, studying the photo.

" you may hate him right now...but, " octavia shrugged as she pulled her backpack on, leaving the sketchbook exposed on the bed. " you know what they say about that, such a thin line between love and hate, " she said, staring at the way nicklas moved towards the album, finger reaching out to trace the image. if anyone understood that, especially with grant, it was her. nicklas couldn't lie to her, because she knew what that look in his eye meant. he loved grant, so much that the love itself and all the choices grant makes hurt. " you all are wrong. now fix it. " with that, octavia left nicklas alone in her room.

/ @thewholecrew

#you know they were misleading #when they first talked about this drabble they said it was going to be their apology drabble #they fucking lied #relationship ; nicklas & octavia. headstrongblake #pv. all american #thewholecrew

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The 100 Rewatch 2023

Earth Skills, ep 1.2

ok here we go. I thought this intro was ep 1. But no it's just excessive introing.

Running kids. Through green woods. Pretty woods. Monty falls and finds a human skeleton. lol. Either a gorilla or mutant human skeleton. "What are they?" lol

Clarke hears Jasper screaming and is like oh no he's alive she runs back with Finn trying to grab her back and he's gone. "They took him"

Back on the Ark. The first rumbles of political trouble. People wnat to know where their delinquents are. Abby is worried about the dark bracelets. Oooh Chancellor Jaha sees Wells bracelet is dark. "My son..."

Kane thinks the earth is false hope and Abby is forever hopeful that theres another reason why the bracelets are going dark.

HEre's wells digging graves alone. I have always wondered what they could have done with his character. He's so lawful good and hardworking.. Meanwhile the idiot delinquents are screwing around and acting like young children without a care. I suppose they don't know about the grounders yet, but they know they're hungry right? Why aren't they looking for food? Stupid kids. We now know that they had special earth skills classes, so the info should still be fresh even if they didn't all listen.

I do like the drumming though. Nice touch. Too bad they didn't do that anymore.

Oh Atom trying to take the kids clothes and half naked Bellamy posing with the sexy girl outside the dropship. My theory is that the girl ripped off his shirt and that's why he takes the shirt from Wells and now has his iconic blue shirt.

Fucking murphy is torturing a girl before taking her bracelet off and now Wells asks Bellamy to stop this. He's just getting started.

Oh murphy jumps him and punches him but Wells is actually tougher than him and wins the fight. I don't think Bellamy actually agreed with that dumb fight. He's not really on Murphy's side He just needs to be tough guy.

Why does Bellamy arm Wells and tell him "fair fight." Dumbass. Murphy wants to kill Wells for his father. And then Clarke comes back and scolds WELLS. Dude he was just defending himself.

UH OH THE REVEAL THERE ARE GROUNDERS HERE. survivors. That means they can survive.

Bad news is the grounders will kill them. They impaled Jasper and took him. Clarke is mad about them taking off the wrist band.

NEW REVEAL The Ark is dying. "you're not just killing them, you're killing us."

Oooh. Bellamy "Don't listen to her she's one of the privileged. The wrist band makes you a prisoner. We're not criminals anymore. You're fighters, survivors. The grounders should worry about us!" OH THE INSPIRATION.

I really don't care about Jaha. I never liked him. He's elitist and unfair and lacks empathy and doesn't care about those he writes off. He's not totally bad but not my fave. HE's trying to convince Abby to do a culling. He says hope is not enough.

"Hope is everything," Abby says.

Now Kane, the opposing force. Tells him about Bellamy Blake shot him. "Who benefits most from my death." Oh he's implying Kane did it. lol. "I follow the law. I did my job." "this job requires more than following the law. it requires when not to." Yeah but Jaha, you only follow the law when it benefits you. And I know you have a crush on Abby, we see it later. Wait is that why he floated Clarke's dad? And saved abby from floating? well it's a narrative thread that didn't go anywhere.

Wells is making packs from seatbelts and insulation. He's so handy. I wrote a fic once where that was a character trait. Clarke won't let Monty come with them to find Jasper. She says he'll save us all. FINN says he won't.

See now. This is like the second or third time when he's like 'fuck everyone else,' i do what's best for me. And the girlies I like whether it's selfish or not.

Bellamy and O, taking care of her wound. She wants to go with Clarke, and she's like, nah your leg is gonna slow us down. I'm here for YOU (Bellamy) and then she plays him and says if he doesn't go everyone will think he's scared.

This is a good search team though. Clarke, Bellamy, Wells, Murphy and asshole Finn. Wells and Clarke are plotting to use Bellamy. Bellamy and Murphy are plotting against Clarke.

Ohhhh RAVEN MAH BABY! Big smile. Asking why an exodus ship was launched/ejected. Maintenance accident that didn't cause any damage? She's suspicious. Prison visiting day.

Now Atom is in charge of building a wall. O says he's too hot to be my brother's bitch. She has THE WORST lines. Oh the guy O was with was in for murder, but Atom is protecting him from HER. I am not enjoying the O storyline. She gets better once Lincoln shows up I think.

Raven and Abby, question about quarantine in lockup. Raven pushes back at her secrets "and I'm gonna find out what it is." Raven reminds Abby of Clarke.

I'm getting tired of the Wells vs Murphy thing. But it's definitely important. I guess I just wish it hadn't been a storyline. Ugh Finn shows up finally and Clarke is relieved. Baby, you're gonna regret that.

Bellamy works Wells about his love for CLarke because with Finn around she doesn't even see him. "It's almost like you're not even here."

No. O is really annoying. She's helping Monty though.trying to reverse engineer the wristband. O isn't that annoying with Monty. He asks how she's not a basket case being raised under the floor. She says 'who says i'm not' then Atom says she's not a basket case because of Bellamy. Well that's a set up for her entire storyline. Not until season seven does she come to grips with her life without bellamy. But the rest of the story went to shit then. That was probably part of the story before they sacrificed bellarke for purple aliens.

Ugh Finn trying to make her play in the water when she's trying to find Jasper. Really. Do you not understand the word no? Now he's psychoanalyzing her. I'm looking to see if he's a bit of a cassandra. I'm not really seeing it so far. He has his own agenda and pushes it, and it's mostly about impressing her. It has always pissed me off that he was going to leave Jasper to die with no guilt. THat's NOT a lawful good. Or chaotic good. Chaotic neutral maybe. He might be right about her wanting to save Jasper because she couldn't save her father but it's still intrusive. ANd that's not telling the future, that's psychoanalyzing and trying to manipulate her frankly.

They find Jasper's blood and Finn says they're close.

Right. Raven is snooping and figures out why the kids wristbands are dying. They're taking them off. lol. "Why would they do something so reckless??" oh how naive you sound Jackson.

Oh and the shining butterfly. Oh that's nice. SHe chases it. I bet Lincoln is watching her, not that we know that yet. And that means he sees her with Atom. Kissy kissy. So romantic. First kiss surrounded by luminescent butterflies. He's actually sweet about it. Meanwhile there's a peeping tom in the trees. (Will be honest, there are some creepy elements about lincoln and O. Like how old is he? She's only 16 right? I mean age doesn't really matter on the earth but still. It's creepy now.)

Finn has learned tracking from earth skills. I mean it's an explanation. We hear moaning. What could it be? JASPER tied to a tree. That wound is right in the middle of his chest. How did he survive. I know the magic of hollywood. I suppose they meant to have him die in ep 1 but they liked him so kept him alive so they had to retrofit that wound to be survivable but they'd already shown it center of the chest. idk.

Clakre falls in the pit. Bellamy grabs her hand. And doesn't let her go. He wouldn't have dropped her. He's just not that person even if he's trying to pretend he is.

Finn sets Wells to protect Clarke against Bellamy.

Abby explains why they are taking off the wrist bands to buy time. Ooh all those councillors we've never seen again. Voting for the culling. The culling is when this story really takes off I think.

I find myself annoyed by some of the kids and jarred by the Ark story as being a bit too boring and political and slow. Jaha abstains from voting to buy Abby ten days.

Uh oh the panther. Wells has stolen Bellamy's gun. I thought he was a bad shot but he does hit the panther, first, it just doesn't deter it. And then he shoots it again just as it was lunging for Bellamy, thus saving his life.

Abby calls Raven for a work order. She tells her the ark is dying. And that they're going to start the culling. The youngest zero g mechanic in fifty years. Now fix my ancient tin can. Same piece of junk that they find in Polis. Abby is going to the ground and Raven with her. Or so they think.

Jasper is back alive. Bellamy and Murphy haul in MEAT. Finn makes Clarke a little two headed dear out of metal. And we see Raven's metal origami raven necklace. You slimy two timing dick.

Kid line up for meat and agree to take off their bracelets. Clarke gets pissed. Finn plays hero again and gets her dinner.

Wait you think you play by different rules? Murphy asks.

"I thought there were no rules," Finn says. That's a good line.

Bellamy hangs Atom from a tree when he finds him with O. "I won't be disobeyed." I guess he feels he's losing control. He's kinda dick. Although we knew that.

AND HERE'S LINCOLN SITTING IN A TREE IN A MONSTER MASK.

#i am running a little late with my watches sorry #that's why we have the loose schedule #right?#the 100 rewatch #earth skills

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City of Light and Shadow

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/sdC4PX5

by vmplvr1977

Following the Battle of Los Ocultos, Lexa and Clarke adjust to being gods. While Wanheda and Anya hunt dangerous fugitives who have escaped a supernatural prison, Heda struggles to pull the Coalition back together.

As new hope springs in the shadow of war, a dark entity rises. Can Clarke and Lexa defeat this unknown foe? Or will it shatter the pack from the inside, one piece at a time?

Words: 9514, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of The Wolf and the Moon

Fandoms: The 100 (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F

Characters: Clarke Griffin, Lexa (The 100), Original Clarke Griffin/Lexa Child(ren), Anya (The 100), Raven Reyes (The 100), Indra (The 100), Octavia Blake, Lincoln (The 100), Gaia (The 100), Gustus (The 100), Delinquents (The 100), Emori (The 100), Original Characters, Other Character Tags to Be Added

Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Anya/Raven Reyes (The 100)

Additional Tags: God Lexa, God Clarke, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements, Fae & Fairies, Old Gods, BAMF Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Fairy Indra, Magick/Spells/Curses, Dark Magic, Light Magic, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Dark Clarke Griffin, Blodreina Octavia Blake, Fluff, Angst, Smut, Humor, Worldbuilding, Bellamy the cat, Werewolves, Mages, Elves, Alternate Universe - Shapeshifters, Werewolf-Hybrid Lexa, Fae Clarke, Werewolf Anya (The 100), Shapeshifter Raven, Werewolf Octavia, Mage Gaia, Action/Adventure, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Do not convert, Do not repost, Canon-Typical Violence

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Hounded ↦ Bellamy Blake 9. Unity Day

Show: The 100

Pairings: Bellamy Blake x OC

Warnings: major series spoilers (full series will be covered), use of profanity, descriptions of violence, death, blood and gore, and mentions of drugs and alcohol.

Tags: @mellxander1993 @sweetz1919 @jordangdelacruz

Masterlist

I had waited up late last night, anticipating the inevitable conversation with my parents. Luckily for me, both were too busy on the Ark to bother. Part of me was bitter, considering what today was, but I knew the chaos of Bellamy's information stirred up a lot up there.

Luckily, today was Unity Day and Clarke and Bellamy had both agreed to pause work on the camp and defences until after the ceremony. This meant I had a chance to sleep in for the first time since I'd be locked in Skybox.

When my eyes finally fluttered open, I noticed Octavia staring at me from across the tent.

"Were you watching me sleep?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. Then, I smiled. "You're such a weirdo."

Octavia rolled her eyes, standing from her bed and rushing over to mine. "I found something I thought you'd like." She leaned over, rummaging through her pack and pulling out a long knife, handing it to me with a smile. "Happy Birthday."

My eyes widened. "I can't believe you remembered."

"Of course I did!" Octavia beamed. "You made my birthday in Skybox so special, and we weren't even free at the time. I know it's not much, but I figured it would come in handy."

I felt my eyes swell with tears, though I quickly pushed them back. "Thank you, O. I really appreciate you even remembering."

We hugged briefly, Octavia pulling away with excitement. "We are going to have so much fun tonight. Monty is cooking up some of his famous moonshine."

"At least we get to drink it this time."

"I'll let you get ready for the day," Octavia spoke, heading to the entrance of the tent. "Too bad the moonshine isn't ready yet. I could use it to get through the Unity Day Ceremony."

I laughed as Octavia headed out of the tent. After all those years of participating in the ceremony with Clarke and Wells, I could also use a drink.

...

I made my way to the centre of camp, finding most had gathered around the monitor to watch the early portion of the ceremony. The camera panned to my father for a moment, a sharp pain shooting through my body. Despite lucking out and getting to avoid talking to him, of course I'd still have to see him.

"Missing being up there for this?"

I turned around, Bellamy appearing. "Definitely not."

He raised an eyebrow. "Kane's daughter doesn't like Unity Day?"

"Kane doesn't like Unity Day." I whispered, earning a chuckle. "It's just such an elaborate show, as if we came together peacefully for the good of mankind. The Ark only became the Ark after the thirteenth station was blasted out of the sky."

"You're even more pessimistic than usual."

I rolled my eyes, turning back to the screen. "You're one to talk."

Bellamy let out a sigh, walking away to join the others.

Alone. As Always.

...

- Six Years Earlier -

I sat on the couch of our family's unit, staring at the door. It was nearing midnight, and I had yet to see my parents all day. When I woke up they'd both been gone, my mother being called away for surgery and my father for whatever 'official business' Jaha needed him for today.

My birthday cake sat in the fridge still, awaiting an adult to stick some candles on it and light it for me. Part of me felt guilty for being upset about missing out on candles; I was one of the lucky few who could even afford to have a cake made. I had read in a book once that cakes were tradition for every birthday on Earth.

The sound of a keycard swipe yanked me from my thoughts as I quickly jumped over the couch. The hard metal door swung open, revealing my mother. She looked exhausted, yet somehow still so put together.

Her eyes finally landed on me, her tired eyes widening. "Honey, I am so sorry."

"It's alright, Mom." I lied. "I spent the night watching movies after the Unity Day Ceremony."

She frowned, placing her keycard on the table by the door. "You shouldn't have to watch movies alone on your birthday."

"I'm used to it." My mother winced, her frown only growing. "I haven't touched the cake yet." I added, smiling.

My mother finally smiled. "Let's bust out the candles then!"

"Really?" I asked. "We aren't supposed to have any flames after ten."

"Are you going to tell Jaha?" She asked. I shook my head. "Good. Neither am I."

My mother marched into the kitchen, grabbing the candles from the drawer as I pulled the cake out of the fridge. She placed twelve candles neatly across the cake, lighting them all with a match. Before I could blow out the candles, she placed a soft kiss on my cheek.

"Happy Birthday, Sweetheart."

My smile filled out my face as I closed my eyes and made my wish. Then, I opened my eyes, blowing out the candles as the clock struck midnight.

...

"My friends, this is a historic Unity Day." Jaha spoke through the monitor. "Every year, we mark the moment our ancestors of the twelve stations joined to form the Ark, but this is the last time we do so while aboard her. Next year, on the ground."

Cheers erupted on the Ark, but most remained silent down here.

"Right. After we did all the work." Miller groaned. "Somebody shut him up."

"You shut up, Miller. Nobody's forcing you to watch." Raven snapped.

"For ninety-seven years, we have eked out an existence, hoping that someday our descendants would return to Earth." Jaha continued.

"Monty strikes again!" Jasper's voice rang out through the camp. "Call this batch 'Unity Juice'. Who's thirsty?"

Many delinquents rushed over, grabbing makeshift cups while Jasper filled them all. I stayed put, for reasons I didn't even understand, watching the ceremony instead.

"To our sons and daughters on Earth listening to this message, we will see you soon." Jaha carried on. "The first Exodus ship will launch in under sixty hours, carrying you the reinforcements that you need, so stay strong. Help is on the way."

As the words filled my ears, I could feel my heart stop. The first Exodus ship meant the second wouldn't be far behind. How soon until my father was down here? Despite the constant threat, I was getting used to having freedom down here. I definitely wasn't ready for him to bark orders at me again. At least my mother would be down here soon. Hopefully before him.

Children carrying flags danced around the screen for a while, a little girl finally stepping into the centre of their circle.

"Long ago when the Earth was on fire, through space all alone. Then one day, Mir floated by Shenzhen, and they realised life would be better together." The girl spoke. "The other stations saw this, and they wanted to be together, too. When all the stations were formed, they called themselves-"

A loud bang sounded through the radio, the video cutting to static. We all stared at the screen, waiting for the video to come back, but it never did.

...

The sun had gone down, work came and went, and now it was time to have some much needed and deserved fun. As I walked through camp I watched everyone drinking, laughing, singing and playing games. I'd never seen 'unity' like this on the Ark.

My eyes landed on Bellamy, and I felt a familiar sinking feeling in my stomach. I took a deep breath, marching over until I was standing behind him.

"Hey," I spoke, causing him to turn around. "I was a jerk earlier. I'm sorry."

Bellamy eyed me for a moment, before smiling. "Birthday blues, I get it."

My eyes widened. "How did you-"

"Octavia told me a bit ago." Bellamy cut me off. "I can't blame you for hating Unity Day more than most."

"My birthday was always a little overshadowed." I sighed. "I can't complain too much, though. My mother always found a way to make it special, even if it was just before midnight."

Bellamy smiled. "Your mother sounds great."

"Yeah, she's pretty cool." I smiled back.

I watched Clarke approach us, a frown on her face. "The comms are still dead."

"Best Unity Day ever." Bellamy smirked.

"Now you agree with me." I joked.

"Do you guys really think now is a good time to have a party?" Clarke asked, looking around. "The Grounder is still out there."

I shook my head. "Grounders."

"By now, he's made it home. He's probably putting together a lynch mob." Bellamy spoke, causing Clarke to shift her feet. "Relax. I got security covered. Why don't you go get a drink? You look like you could use one."

"I could use more than one."

"So have more than one," Bellamy responded. "Clarke, the Exodus ship carrying your mother comes down here in two days. After that, the party's over. Have some fun while you still can. You deserve it."

Clarke thought for a moment. "Yeah, okay. So do you, by the way. Both of you."

"I'll have my fun when the Gounders get here." Bellamy smirked.

Clarke smiled, laughing slightly. "Alright."

We both watched her disappear into the crowd, Bellamy spinning the apple in his hand. Finally, he turned to me.

"What about you?" He asked. "Shouldn't you be celebrating?"

I shrugged. "I'm not even sure I know how to celebrate."

Bellamy took one final bite of his apple, tossing it to the side. "Come on." He said, marching away.

"Where are we going?" I asked, my shorter legs struggling to keep up.

"First, we get drinks. Then, I will teach you how to celebrate."

I laughed, causing him to stop and look back at me. "You're going to teach me how to celebrate?"

Bellamy smirked. "Trust me, we used to have the best parties on Factory Station."

"Right, I heard about those." I smiled. "I always wished I could go."

"Well, now you pretty much get to."

We reached Jasper, Bellamy asking for drinks. Jasper poured them, eyeing the two of us the entire time.

...

We spent most of the night drinking, talking about our experiences on the Ark and playing different games. Finally, we came across a new group, Clarke among them.

"You're not gonna get this one." Clarke taunted Fox.

Fox smirked. "Yes, I am."

"No, it's not happening."

Fox flipped the metal piece, landing it the cup of moonshine.

Everyone around the table cheered as Clarke admitted defeat, drinking from the cup and spitting the metal piece out.

"What do you know?" A boy spoke. "Her highness can actually party. I like it."

"What are you gonna do when the guards come down here and commandeer Monty's still?" Clarke asked.

"Build another one."

"Right." Clarke laughed, her eyes landing on me. "Athena! Come try."

I shook my head. "I'm alright, thanks."

"Come on, Athena." Bellamy nudged my arm.

I sighed, stepping towards the table. "Alright, what am I supposed to do?"

Clarke explained the rules to me as best as her tipsy self could. I stood across the table from her, aiming my piece of metal towards her cup. I then tossed it, the piece bouncing off the table and landing in her cup.

Clarke stared down at her cup for a moment before looking back up at me with a frown. "I regret asking you to try it."

"Beginner's luck." I threw my hands up, smiling.

Clarke and I battled it out for a bit, her getting distracted before we could break the tie. She placed one of the metal pieces on her nose, struggling to balance it.

"Hey, can we talk?" Finn asked, appearing through the crowd and placing his hand on Clarke's arm.

"Is everything alright?" She asked.

Finn looked around before gesturing for her to follow him.

With Clarke gone I stepped away from the table, realising I had sort of abandoned Bellamy. To my surprise he was still there, the smile on his face bigger than I'd ever seen it before.

"You were totally going to win that game."

My eyes widened, my cheeks warming up. "You think so?"

He nodded. "I'm impressed, Athena."

"It's the birthday spirit, I guess." I laughed, stumbling slightly.

"Woah," Bellamy laughed, grabbing my arms. "You alright?"

I nodded. "I'm a little dizzy. Very tired. Too much birthday."

Bellamy laughed again, helping me regain my balance. "Let's get you to bed, alright?"

"That sounds like a good idea."

Bellamy led me across the camp, stopping just outside of my tent.

"Octavia, are you in there?"

No response.

Bellamy pushed the flap to the side, stepping inside and helping me navigate my way through. I quickly sat on my cot, staring up at Bellamy.

"Alright, try to get some sleep." Bellamy's eyes shifted around the tent. "I'll bring you some water in a bit. Drink it when you wake up."

Bellamy turned to leave, but I quickly grabbed his arm. "Bellamy, wait."

He stopped turning back around to face me. I stood from my bed, the alcohol taking over me and I tossed my arms around him.

"Athena?" He asked.

"Thank you, for everything today." I spoke. "It was the best birthday ever."

I felt Bellamy's arms wrap around me, lingering there for just a few moments before we both pulled away. I stared into his soft brown eyes, and he stared back into mine. For a second, I thought he'd say something more.

Instead, he smiled. "Goodnight, Athena. Happy Birthday."

Bellamy turned to exit the tent, pushing the flap aside to reveal Clarke. Her eyes quickly darted to me behind him, before landing back on his face.

"Hey, I needed to talk to you both."

"Been having fun, Princess?" Bellamy smirked.

Clarke glared. "I'm serious."

"You always are."

"Finn's set up a meeting with the Grounders. I'm leaving to go talk to them."

I stood up, my head spinning. "Like hell you are."

"Do you think that impaling people on spears is code for 'let's be friends'? Have you lost your damn mind?"

Clarke rolled her eyes. "Now you two decide to agree on things?"

"Clarke, we have no idea what else these people are capable of. You could be walking into a trap."

"I think it might be worth a shot." Clarke shrugged. "I mean, we do have to find a way to live with them."

"They'll probably gut you, string you up as a warning."

"Well, that's why I'm here." Clarke said. "I need you guys to follow us, be our backup."

"Does Finn know about this?" Bellamy asked.

Clarke shook her head. "He doesn't need to know."

I eyed Clarke for a few moments, before finally letting out a hearty sigh. "Alright, I'm feeling up for an adventure this evening anyways."

"Good," Clarke nodded. "Bring guns."

While I watched Clarke march away, Bellamy turned to me.

"You should stay here."

I shook my head. "No way, I'm coming with you."

"Athena, you were falling over ten minutes ago."

"And now I'm worried about my friends." I snapped. "Bellamy, We've all been drinking. I'll sober up on the walk there."

"Athena-"

"I can't stay behind while my friends meet with the enemy. I'm coming with you, end of discussion."

"No, not 'end of discussion'," Bellamy glared, folding his arms across his chest. "Who knows what kind of danger we're gonna be walking into out there. I know you always feel like you have to risk yourself for your friends, but not this time. I can't worry about you."

I went to protest, his words finally sinking in and forcing me to stop. He was right. As much as I found arguing with him slightly entertaining, I knew this was one battle I would not be winning.

"Alright," I sighed, slapping my hands against my thighs as I sat down on my coat. "Promise you'll be careful?"

Bellamy nodded. "We'll be back before you know it. Try to get some rest."

Bellamy left the tent, and I knew I would not be getting any sleep that night.

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AN: Here we are with chapter nine! I hope you all enjoyed. Please remember to like/reblog and share your thoughts <3

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