Rosie crept out of her quarters, glancing back only once at the room. Her eye's traced over the dark outline of a note on Bellamy's bed, left in a similar fashion to the one he had left her. That way, when he came back, if he came back, he wouldn't be completely shocked by her absence. In it, she included an apology, an explication, and told him that she forgave him for leaving her. All that she hoped now was that one day, she'd see him again.

Her eyes darted in every direction, looking for any sign of movement. It was the early hours of the morning, so she knew most people wouldn't be up, yet she still was bursting with fear. Her parents had told her that a plan to get guns was in the works, and that the entire group would be meeting by the south wall to make their escape. She packed lightly, knowing how long this trek would be and what she was in store for.

When she arrived at the wall, a group of people was already formed. They were conversing quietly, all looking around nervously like they expected to be busted at any moment. Rosie eyed the guns some were holding, then recognized just how illegal this plan was. They needed to be long gone before anyone noticed.

"Well," Her father spoke up, quiet but firm, attracting everyone's attention. "We're all here. It's time to head out."

"Where's Jaha?" A voice questioned, the darkness hiding their identity from Rosie.

"He told us to meet him at the dropship. We need to get going." Her father answered, making eye contact with his daughter for the first time since her arrival.

She met his gaze, then realized he must want her to lead. Most of the people in this group had never been to the dropship but she of course had. She thought back to her last time there, when she chose to save Bellamy and got separated from the other delinquents. She shook the memory from her head, not wanting to think about her departed friend at the moment. It would only make her sad.

Rosie was the first to exit the camp, leading the way for the others behind her. Her father was close behind, while the others kept a safe distance. Most of the members of the group knew nothing about her, other than that she was the youngest murderer on the ark. Not to mention, she killed two grown men as a kid, and no one knew how or why. No one but her. She didn't mind people fearing her, so long as that meant they would leave her alone.

They traveled in silence, her father occasionally wanting to speak but always deciding against it. Her mother was several steps behind, silently brooding. She was finally escaping the hell that became her life when she became the mother of the youngest murderer on the ark, and the murderer was coming with her. It was hardly an escape at all.

Up ahead, the dropship came into view. It had just started to get light out, and Rosie dreaded the long trip ahead of her. Her parents hadn't been very specific about where the city was, or how long it would take, and she had begun to fear they had no idea at all. In the back of her mind, she realized that this was a foolish plan that could get them all killed. There was no way there was a city with no pain at all, and she had given up on having hope for things a long time ago. Despite all of that, it's not like she had anything else to lose. She certainly wouldn't be missed at the ark.

Once they finally arrived at her old camp, her father called out for the former chancellor. The curtain covering the entrance to the dropship swung to the side, and Thelonious Jaha came into view. Rosie clenched her fist, not recognizing the extent of her anger towards him until this moment. She had gone so long without seeing him, she forgot all of the hostility she had bottled up inside towards him. A smile broke out on the older man's face as he embraced her father, welcoming the group. Rosie decided to focus her eyes elsewhere, suddenly regretting her thoughtless decision to come. Due to her diverted concentration, she was the first member to notice the curtain on the dropship being pushed aside again, revealing another member who had been inside.

"John Murphy?" She thought, completely shocked to see him.

"Hey, what the hell is this?" Murphy called out, eyeing the group in front of him. His eyes lingered on Rosie just a little bit longer, both of them equally confused by the other's presence.

"We're going to the City of Light," Jaha responded, the members of the group behind him suddenly seeming like a cult blindly following their leader to death. Rosie felt a bit sick, realizing she truly didn't belong there.

"You're going now? There's a million ways to die out there." Murphy pointed out, shocking Rosie with his lack of sarcasm.

"Well if it's not your time, nothing can kill you," Jaha paused, a smile on his face.

Rosie noted how ridiculous this sounded. She glanced around, hoping to the others saw just how insane this was, but instead saw faces filled with awe. They all looked at Jaha as if he were the Messiah, delivering them to some promised land. She wondered how they could all be so blind to the bullshit he was spewing?

"But if it is your time, it only takes one." Jaha finished.

"You even have a map?" Murphy moved forward, stepping off of the dropship door.

"No." Jaha answered firmly, filling Rosie with even more fear. No one here knew where they were going.

"Then how do you know where you're going?" Murphy inquired, being the only other skeptical person there.

"We don't, but I will not be ruled by fear," Jaha answered, earning enthusiastic nods from his crowd of followers. "You wanna stop being treated like a criminal, then you have to stop thinking that's all you are."

Jaha was now in Murphy's face, challenging him to disagree. Murphy seemed to search the elder man's face, and for once in his life he was silent. From beside Rosie, her dad shuffled on his feet, then placed a hand on her shoulder. She snapped her head up at him with a look of confusion, not used to being touched by others. He was simply smiling at her, and she recognized that look on his face again. It was hope.

"Take this leap of faith with me, John Murphy," Jaha whispered to the boy, causing Rosie to break eye contact with her father, "And let me show you that there is so much more for you... Than this."

On that note Jaha turned and walked away, returning to his followers and greeting more of them. In unison they all turned, ready to take their leap of faith with the chancellor. It was funny, most people on the ark had hated Jaha, but here they were ready to follow him on nothing but faith alone. Rosie was the only one who stayed firmly planted, eyes focused on the boy in front of her. She was sure he would scoff and yell out some sarcastic comment. She watched as he turned and looked around him, lost in thought as he weighed his options. She began to weigh hers, too, knowing it wasn't too late to head back. Then she thought of Bellamy, and how there was nothing to go back to. As she made up her mind to go, Murphy's eyes fell on her planted several feet in front of him, then a smile curled on his lips.

"You waiting for me, Goldsman?" He slung his bag onto his back, walking towards the red-headed girl in front of him.

She rolled her eyes and turned on her heels, grudgingly following the group. Murphy was right beside her, secretly not sure he was making the right decision but too stubborn to ever admit that. He was committed now, so there was no going back. They walked in silence for a few moments, bridging the distance between them and the others by speedwalking. Once they caught up, Murphy's tirade of tormenting the girl began.

"Well, this should be fun, huh? Little road trip?" Murphy nudged the girl with his elbow, prepared to go to any means to get her to talk to him. He knew she was a quiet girl, but in all of his interactions with her, he was sure she had never talked at all. That, of course, made her a challenge to him. And he never backed down from a challenge.

She remained quiet, knowing there was no good response to his antics and secretly loving how angry her silence made him. Her father cast a wayward glance at the pair, secretly disapproving of them talking. He kept his opinions quiet, knowing Jaha wouldn't be happy with him for judging while on the way to a city without judgment. His wife was beside him, listening intently to every word Jaha said. She hung on to every word of the sentence tightly, as if he were the most amazing, insightful man she had ever met. Rosie's father scoffed lightly, finding it amusing that his wife was more tolerant of the man who gave their daughter a death sentence than their actual daughter.

"So how did your boyfriend feel about you leaving him?" Murphy prodded, relentless in his chattiness.

"Boyfriend?" Rosie scrunched up her nose, glancing over at the boy next to her.

"Bellamy." Murphy clarified, knowing they weren't actually dating but wanting to try a new approach with her. He was pleased when he realized it worked, Bellamy's name alone got a rise out of her.

"Don't know," Rosie replied flatly, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of a real response. She chewed on the inside of her cheek, a bad habit she had picked up whenever she was anxious or upset.

"Trouble in paradise?" He continued on, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Why are you here, John?" Rosie snapped, turning her head towards the smug boy as they walked. "There's no way you buy all this crap."

She gestured for emphasis towards the group they trailed closely behind. His smirk changed to a gentle smile in response. Sure, she was clearly angry at him, but she had referred to him as 'John.' No one ever did that, and he wasn't sure why the sound of his name rolling off of her tongue made him feel the way that it did.

"Well, clearly you don't buy the 'crap' either, so why are you here?" He flipped the script, throwing the question back at her.

"I asked you first," She argued, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Fine. I tell you if you tell me." Murphy compromised, sticking out his pinky to seal their promise. She stared warily at the bony finger in front of her, and he recoiled his hand back when she ignored it. "I'm going to be with you."

Her eyes shot quickly up to his, shocked by his response for a split second. Then, she quickly realized from the smirk on his face, that he was just being an ass. He broke into a fit of laughter, causing her to roll her eyes and quicken her pace, hoping he would take the hint and leave her alone. Once again, hope let her down.

His hand caught her wrist and pulled her back to his side. He recognized that he took his teasing a bit too far, and knew he'd have to dial it back if he wanted to survive this trek. Considering most of the group members were all basically brainwashed by Jaha, he knew he was going to need at least one somewhat normal person to stay sane, and he'd have to settle for Rosie.

"Come on, I was just messing, get back here." He pleaded. She avoided his gaze, but fell back into step next to him. He suddenly turned serious. "I have nothing to go back to at Arkadia. I'm always just going to be a criminal to them... I'm always just going to be..."

"Worthless?" Rosie found the words for him, finally looking at his face again.

"Wow, Goldsman, you really know how to make a guy feel good." Murphy feined hurt, placing a hand on his chest.

"No, I didn't mean it like that... I just—" Rosie stuttered, not trying to hurt the boy, no matter how annoying he was. In truth, she had chosen that word because it was how she felt in Arkadia.

"You're fine, I know what you meant." The gentle smile had returned, causing her to avert her gaze again. She still wasn't sure how to react to kindness, it had taken months for her to stop being wary of Bellamy's.

"I know what you meant, too," She started. "It's why I'm here, too. I have nothing to go back to there."

Murphy tilted his head to the side, studying the small girl beside him. He wanted to question what she meant by that, curious how she could say that when everyone saw how much Bellamy meant to her. He wanted to press her, find out what had happened, but ultimately bit his tongue. He had gotten the girl who never speaks to open up to him. Even if it was only a tiny bit, it was something. He smiled, content with his progress for the day.

He would go back to annoying her later.

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A/N: Wow I love Rosie and Murphy both sm. Little angels :') I hope you all enjoy their little banter, because you're gonna keep getting more. ok ok that's all please let me know how you guys feel I hope you enjoy the story as much as I enjoy writing it!