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𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗺 ❞
- 𝗔𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗰𝘂𝘀

𝗔𝘃𝗮'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩

"Lock that down! Close the gate! Move! Move!" I hear people scream as I sit with Raven by the radio.

Octavia waltzes in and relieves us from radio duty. I straight away make my way to medical and rush in to see everyone fussing over a wounded grounder and a mountain man.

"Anything from Bellamy?" Clarke asks.

"No" I reply, shaking my head.

"Then why aren't you at the radio?" Clarke snaps angrily.

"Octavia just took our place. How about you back off?" Raven retorts.

Jackson makes a move to take off the suit and my eyes widen.

"Don't take that off!" I protest and Clarke nods in agreement.

"Leave it on. It's the only thing keeping him alive" She tells him.

"Well, how can we treat a guy if we can't touch him?" Jackson asks in frustration.

"I can rig up some scrubbers in the airlock. Give me 20 minutes" Raven offers and runs off.

"Reyes to the rescue" I mumble and Jackson smiles softly.

"Damn it! I'm losing him!" I hear Abby huff and I turn to see the grounder bleeding out on the table.

"I need the blood now!" She barks and Jackson tries to help her.

"Okay. Come on. Stay with me. Come on. Fight!" Abby pleads with the man but his eyes roll back and he dies.

"He's gone" The doctor sighs and Indra walks towards her fallen warrior.

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"Your fight is over" Indra murmurs as she cuts off one of his braids.

Indra walks over to Clarke with an angry look on her face as I stand next to the older blonde.

"A killer lives while a warrior dies? This is your way?" She spits at Clarke.

"I'm sorry, Indra, but he can help us beat Mount Weather" Clarke explains.

"Then let me make him talk" Indra replies.

"No. We're not torturing him" Clarke refuses.

"Clarke is right. He might just talk because we saved his life" Abby speaks up.

"You people are so weak" Indra spits in disgust before storming out of medical.

I nudge Clarke and give her a reassuring nod to which she smiles weakly.

"Are you okay?" Abby asks her daughter.

"He's gonna need a transfusion with our blood" Clarke tells Jackson, ignoring her mother.

"I'll type him as soon as we can take off that suit" Jackson assures her and Clarke nods.

"Someone tried to kill you today. It's okay if you're upset" Abby tells Clarke.

Clarke was the target?

"Just another day on the ground" Clarke comments which makes me smile.

"I'll be in engineering waiting for Bellamy to radio. Let me know when he wakes up" Clarke says, glancing at the mountain man before exiting the room.

Jackson exits too and Abby turns to me.

"She was almost killed today. Her life was threatened. Why isn't she upset?" The woman mumbles and I put my hand on her shoulder.

"To be alive around here is a luxury that not all of us have. Death threats don't scare us anymore, Abby, it's just how life on the ground is" I explain to her and she looks at me with sympathy.

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I stroll into engineering to see Raven is taking another shift beside the radio.

"Hey, Rae" I grin and she groans.

"I don't ever want to hear that again" She grumbles and I laugh, sitting down next to her.

"I like Rae. It reminds me of when we were younger" I tell her and a small smile tugs at her lips.

"I suppose it's not the worst thing in the world" She murmurs.

"Are you saying I have permission to bring the nickname back?" I gasp and she laughs.

"I'm saying, you can call me it when we're not with other people" She compromises and I smile widely.

"Deal" I chirp.

"Raven, do you think you could replicate this?" I hear Clarke's voice and turn to see her throw something.

Raven catches it and looks at it thoroughly. I don't even realise what it is until she presses a button and it makes a high pitched screeching sound.

"A tone generator for the Reapers" I state and Clarke nods.

"Yeah. I can totally replicate this frequency" Raven nods.

"Good. If we can neutralise the Reapers, the tunnels are an option. Get on it" Clarke demands and I see Raven getting angry.

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"You don't need to give me orders, Clarke, I got this" Raven grits out.

"Raven! Any word from Bellamy?!" I hear Octavia shout frantically as she enters the room.

"Nothing yet" Raven answers.

"Lincoln is still missing too. He should be back by now" Octavia worries.

"I don't like this" I admit and Raven rubs my arm soothingly.

"They'll be okay" Clarke assures us.

"They better be. Your whole plan rests on Bellamy getting in" Raven states.

"He will" Clarke says confidently.

Octavia looks between the two in confusion and I roll my eyes.

"Counsellor Kane and Clarke Griffin, please report to the south airlock immediately" A man says through the speakers.

"We'll finish this later" Clarke says before exiting the room.

Octavia shoots me a nod before leaving Raven and I alone once again. Raven gets to work on the tone generator and I do what I can to help.

Soon enough I hear footsteps nearing us and I turn my head to see Clarke approaching.

"We're too late. They're already bleeding them" She announces and my heart sinks to my stomach.

"It's over" Clarke adds, looking defeated.

I see Raven about to burst but I jump to my feet before she can beat Clarke up.

"No! You don't get to give up, Clarke. You killed Finn, and I didn't give up. Raven's building a damn tone generator. You do your job!" I roar in rage and I feel myself hanging off the edge of a melt down.

"What is my job, Ava?!" Clarke shouts.

"You're a leader, Clarke! Your damn job is to lead. You don't give up. You make a new plan" I tell her firmly.

"I have tried!" Clarke argues.

"Well, try harder!" I retort.

"Camp Jaha, this is Mount Weather. Can anyone read me?" I hear Bellamy's voice over the radio and my mouth hangs open.

"Holy crap" Raven mumbles.