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I wiped the tears from my eyes as they slipped down my cheeks. I couldn't cry, not for this. We've been betrayed, played like idiots. I handed over my trust to Lexa and It was she who I wasn't suppose to trust.

"How are we going to get in? It's just us two left." Clarke whispered, tears falling from her eyes.

I turned to face her while wiping my own tears from my eyes. "Hey, listen to me." I gripped her shoulder. "You can't give up now. There may be only two of us, but in there," I pointed to the Mountain behind her. "There are at least forty-five of our friends in there and only we can help them."

"But-"

"No buts. You don't give up, Clarke." I grabbed the sling that was holding my shoulder together and took it off. "We escaped this mountain together, remember? We can do this. Now, tell me who to shoot. I got you." I said as I grabbed the handgun from my own waist band that I had grabbed from a dead soldier.

Clarke placed a small smile on her and nodded as we both turned around and started walking towards the Reaper tunnels. We crouched around on high alert for any stray killers that could come our way. I strode quickly with my firearm in my hand and my finger placed on the trigger. Clarke, however, kept her weapon concealed as we both made our way to find the door that let us into the Mountain.

We turned the dark corner and I stopped Clarke short and cocked my gun so fast that Clarke barely saw it happen. Just as I was about to pull the trigger, the figure in the darkness held up her hands.

"Jesus O! I almost put a bullet in your brain." I lowered my gun to the side as she quickly walked over and pulled me into a small hug.

"Octavia, you're still here." Clarke stepped forward, a hopeful gleam in her eyes.

Octavia's lips were drawn back in a snarl. "Screw you. Of course I stayed. I know where my loyalties lie."

I rolled my eyes at Octavia and walked past them and towards the more important thing; the door. "We've got to figure out a way to get in that door."

"If that was possible, do you think I'd still be out here?" Octavia walked up beside me and I turned to look at her. When I did, I suddenly froze as I looked down at one of the carts underneath the Harvest Chamber shoot that, Clarke, Anya, and I had come through to escape. The cart wasn't empty, instead there was a girl inside. One of the 100.

"Fox," Clarke murmured under her breath. I felt my stomach churn as Octavia pushed forward.

"Why did Lexa sound the retreat?"

I turn and step from the door to face Octavia fully. "She made a deal with Mount Weather. They freed the Grounder prisoners and she left us high and dry."

"We're on our own." Clarke states striding towards the door. She lifts a hand to form a fist banging it on the flat surface.

Octavia rushes forward yanking the girl's hand away. "Stop! They'll know we're here." She steps back glancing between us. "What about Lincoln? There's no way he would have gone along with a plan like this."

"He didn't." the Blonde states. "They took him." She then whips out her handgun aiming it at the keypad beside the door.

"Jesus, Clarke. Do you want to alert the whole damn mountain of our presence?" I yelled at her and Octavia pulled her hand away. "Right now, we have the surprise advantage, let's keep it like that."

"Come on, Clarke! You wanted to be a leader, so lead! What's your plan?" Octavia shoved the blonde back a little.

"I'm trying!"

"Bellamy's counting on you." Octavia replied. "Everyone's always counting on you!"

"Well, what do you want from me?!" The blonde screamed. I stood there in annoyance, so much for having the surprise advantage because if no one heard her banging on the door, they sure heard this.

"You trusted Lexa. You let a bomb drop on Tondc. You let all those people-"

"I am doing the best I can!" She replied, trying to hold herself together.

"Well, it's not good enough." Octavia replied.

"Alright, stop it. You two can continue this after we save our friends? Got it?" I question as I look between the two girls. Octavia glances back at Clarke who nods slightly, but of course Octavia is a little stubborn.

Suddenly, the keypad beside the door beeps gaining our attention Clarke instantly raises her gun aiming it at the door. The metal door swings open slowly revealing Bellamy.

"Oh, Bellamy." Octavia exclaimed, and without wasting a second, she rushed into her brothers arm's as he lowered his own gun in his hand.

I stand behind the two with a relieved smile on my face. Bellamy eases himself out of his sister's hold and rushes over to me, pulling me into a hug as I throw my one arm over his shoulder. "Be careful, I'm injured." I groan as he squeezes my injured shoulder. He pulls away from me with a smile on his lips as I eye his appearance. "Well, that uniform looks so much better on you than it does on the Mountain Men."

A breathy laugh escapes Bellamy. "Where's your army?"

"Gone just like yours. Say you have a plan." The blonde practically pleads.

"Not really." He exclaims. "We need to talk to Dante. Maua says he's still in quarantine."

Clarke opened her mouth to say something, but just as she did, Jasper came out from behind Bellamy. "Kota." He exclaimed at the same time as Monty yelled out my name. The two teenagers came up and hugged me, but being careful of my shoulder.

"My two little munchkins," I giggled as I put an arm around Jasper, tugging my friend closer. I heard Bellamy snicker from behind Jasper. My eyes glanced over at Maya standing behind Bellamy in a blue hazman suit for her oxygen, admiring the sight. Just as Jasper and Monty stepped back, there was a quite beeping noise.

Jasper spun around immediately at the noise and rushed over towards Maya, his eyes wide when he reached behind her to check the oxygen supply that she had left.

"Thirty minutes," he whispered to himself and looked up at Maya. "We just changed it. That can't be right!" He turned around. "Um...this is our last tank."

Clarke stepped forward and gave them a reassuring nod. "We'll find you another one."

Maya shook her head. "All supplemental oxygen is on Level Five."

"Then we have to get you to Level Five." Jasper turns to her with determination written over his features.

At this moment, I knew how much Jasper actually cared for the Mountain girl, and I was too blind to see it before that she was the reason he wanted to stay and not escape with Clarke and I.

"Five isn't safe for any of us!"

"We'll take the trash chute again. It'll work."

Bellamy steps forward. "To get in, maybe. Maya's right. Every soldier in this mountain is there. We'll never make it out."

"We can do this." Jasper states persistently. "We'll split up."

Octavia nods in agreement. "Okay. You guys go for Dante." pointing between Monty, Bellamy, Clarke and I. "We'll help Maya."

"Are you sure, I can come if you need the backup?" I questioned as Octavia turned her back to open the chute.

She shook her head. "You're hurt, and besides it will be easier to move around in a small group." She placed a comforting hand on my uninjured shoulder. "I got this, go with Clarke and Bell."

I nodded at her as Octavia moved forward and lifted her sword from behind her back and walked through the door. Maya followed behind Octavia. "Be careful, Jasp."

Jasper looked back briefly and smiled nervously at me before he turned back around. Bellamy closed the door behind them. I smiled over at Bellamy as I pulled my sword out, noting how he was eyeing me with a small frown on his face.

Clarke and I rushed our way into quarantine, Bellamy leading us into Dante's room. It was Clarke's old room, a room with four fright white walls that washed out anyone and everything. I looked around and felt shivers run up my spine, remembering my time in one of these rooms.

"Hello, Clarke. Dakota." Dante stiffened at the sight when the three of us all entered but his voice remained polite and calm.

"Sir, we need your help again," Bellamy began, jumping right into what we came here for.

"It's okay. I took out the camera from the junction box in the hall. We can talk freely."

"No one's watching anyway. Thanks to you, they're all on Level Five."

"But you're not." I observed, crossing my arms over my chest.

Dante nodded. "No, I'm not."

"Please," Bellamy started again, brushing past Clarke. "We don't have much time. We need a way to get our people out of this mountain without killing everyone."

Dante turned to Bellamy and straightened, but said nothing. Clarke shook her head. "He's not gonna help us."

Dante gritted his teeth angrily. "You cut the power, risking the lives of everyone in this mountain, my people! Even the ones who helped you."

Clarke marched forward, squaring up to him. "We knew they'd be safe on level 5. We made sure not to destroy the turbines so you could repair them. We're the good guys here, not you." She shouted.

"Tell me," Dante began in a low voice, "if we released your people, what would happen to mine?"

Clarke didn't answer that. We both knew what would happen to his people. Burn away from the radiation because they didn't have our blood to supply them. Clarke turned to Monty, "Can you get us into the command center? We need to see what's happening to level 5."

Monty nodded, "No problem."

"Lets go." Bellamy walked towards Dante, grabbing the older man by his expensive shirt and dragging him along. "You're gonna help us, whether you like it or not."

We all made our way to the Command Center, I rounded every corner with my sword ready to attack any guards that may be still in the area.

"I told you, there's no one here." Dante repeated himself.

"Sorry if we don't take your word for it." Bellamy answered bitterly, looking around the perimeter.

"Dakota, I do have to say I'm quite surprised to see you are here,"

I cocked my head to the side as my jaw tensed at his question. I looked over my shoulder slightly to look at his face which remained emotionless. "Why wouldn't I be here? I came to save my friends."

"Well considering just how special you are.. blood like that can't be wasted."

He knew. He knew. I managed to bite back my snarky reply, or questions as I knew he was baiting me. Lexa must of told him, how else would he have known about the black blood flowing through my veins?

"I don't know what you are talking about." I snapped, ignoring the glance Bellamy had shot my way.

'A true Commander doesn't hid-"

I instantly shoved Dante up against the wall with my sword up against his throat. "Now, I suggest you shut your fucking mouth about matters you know nothing about. I am not what you think I am, whatever bullshit she fed you-"

"Hey, hey." I felt an arm wrap around my waist. "Dakota, I need you to calm down." Bellamy tried to sooth me, but that didn't stop the icy glare and the tip of my sword digging into Dante's neck.

"It only takes one flick of my wrist to end your life." I sneered. "Now I suggest you shut up." I turned back around, shoving Bellamy's hands off me. Bellamy gave me a look as my eyes returned to the front of the hallway.

"Why aren't you with your people on Level 5?" Clarke decided to break up the tension that fell over us as Bellamy had grabbed Dante again and we presumed forward.

There was some silence before Dante spoke up, finally letting the matter go. "After what I've done, they can be free. I can't."

Everyone stopped walking as we came to the door. Monty started to mess around with the panel beside the door to let us inside without the key, since Bellamy's had been deactivated.

"Deliverance comes at a cost," He warned. "I bare it so they don't have to."

"It wasn't Cage," Bellamy realized, causing my eyes to refocus on Dante as we all pieced the puzzle together. Bellamy lowered his weapon as he stepped closer to Dante with a hard look on his face. "It was your idea to make the deal with the Grounders."

Dante didn't say anything instead he gave a slight nod.

'We're in! Got it." Monty exclaimed as we all heard the beep and watched him push open the door. Bellamy cut in front of him since he was the closest and scanned the room with his weapon hot before anyone stepped inside.

"It's clear." Bellamy put his gun away as he straightened. "He was telling the truth." He reached behind him and grabbed Dante's arm to pull him into the room. Clarke, Monty, and I followed and immediately, Monty got to work on getting the monitors up. It took him a few minutes, but finally, Monty pressed a button and the screens all around us buzzed to life.

"The Command Center's live." He announced. I stepped in front to get a look at the monitor to see the gruesome sight that was revealed to us.

I got closer, as did Clarke when I narrowed my eyes. "Oh, my god," Clarke whispered as she stepped up beside me. One of the monitors showed the room where the bone marrow extraction was taking place. Someone was strapped down onto a gurney. 2 men in lab coats surrounded the person, one holding a drill.

"Raven.." I whispered, my face loosing all it's color as my eyes set upon my childhood friend getting a drill into her leg. Several other monitors showed the same room, just different camera angles. These camera's were pointed at the people who were all handcuffed around the edge of the room, watching..waiting for their turn. My eyes gazed over the familiar faces of our people, and they set on one person, my father.

"Mom?" Clarke's voice was shattered as she witnessed the scene before her.

Bellamy reached behind him quickly and grabbed a radio from a cart. He turned back to Dante. "Tell them to stop! Now!"

Dante looked back at Bellamy with a blank stare. "I won't do that."

Clarke stared up at the screen as I spun around sharply with a cold glare in my eye. Dante straightened himself upon seeing my face. "That's my father in there! Call it off or so god help me, I'll go in there myself and murder every one of your people in this god damn mountain."

"Emerson," Clarke breathed out before turning sharply and storming over to Bellamy. I watched as she yanked the radio out of his hands, turning my attention from Dante and over to her. "Carl Emerson, Mount Weather security detail, come in."

"Who is this?"

"You know who it is. Give the radio the President."

I turned around to stare up at the screen and watched Emerson hesitate for a moment before walking out of the mess hall to find Cage.

"They're moving," Bellamy announced. Monty nodded and his fingers began to tap at keys on the switchboard to command the center.

"Not a problem. I'll bring it on the main monitor." The screens flashed to a different camera, showing a hesitant Cage Wallace pacing back and forth with the radio at his mouth.

"This is President Wallace."

"I have your father," Clarke threatened. "If you don't let my people go, I'll kill him."

"How do I know you have him?"

Clarke extended her hand over to Dante, who took the radio and quickly spat out, "Stay the course, Cage!"

"You won't do it."

"You don't know me very well." Clarke turned away from the screen, pacing forwards. "This ends now. Release my people."

"I can't do that."

"It would mean the end of our people, Clarke." Dante added. She turned around, holding her gun up to him. Monty immediately lifted himself from his chair in shock and fright. Bellamy stiffened and my lips tugged into a small smirk.

"Clarke, we need him!" Bellamy tried to reason.

"And I need his son to believe me." She help up the radio to his lips. "Don't make me do this." I saw the way Clarke's hand shook as she held the gun.

There was another silence over the radio line, and Dante looked back at the monitor to see his son who was struggling with the decision he was forced to make. "Dad..I'll take care of our people."

"None of us has a choice here, Clarke."

Clarke shook her head, trying to hold back the tears. "I didn't want this."

"Neither did I." Dante stated. Clarke's finger went to pull the trigger and in a split second, my hand flicked my sword across the room before Clarke had a chance to react. My sword embedded itself in Dante's chest his eyes looked down at his stomach. Monty, Bellamy jumped in shock as I grabbed Clarke's hand and guided her hand down.

"You've already enough." I answered her as Dante fell to his knees, groaning in pain.

Clarke mustered up her most thankful look, grateful that I had killed him instead of her. I lifted the guilt she would have suffered off of her shoulders. Clarke took a moment until she raised the radio to her mouth. "Listen to me very carefully. I will not stop until my people are free. If you don't let them go... I will irradiate level 5."

I heard Clarke behind me as I pulled my sword from Dante's stomach. I leaned down, closing his eyelids. "Yu gonplei ste odon."

"There must be a way to get us all out of this." I turned back around to see Bellamy with widened eyes looking back at me. My eyes left Bellamy's judging gaze and fell upon the monitor. Cage leaned against the wall, seemingly trying to hold himself up. He said something to Emerson, who left shortly after in a hurry.

"Emerson is coming for us." Clarke informed the others, watching Emerson disappear off the screens.

"They deactivated my key card. Can you do that to his?" Bellamy asked Monty, who was quick to reply.

"That one's easy."

Returning his gaze to the screen, Bellamy frowned when he saw Cage stagger through though the crowd and out of the room. "Where's he going?" We all watched Cage approach the door to another room, which Clarke and I recognised as the dorm room.

"The dorm." Clarke answered aloud. "Monty can you do it? Can you irradiate the level?"

"I can do it."

"Wait a second, Clarke." Bellamy didn't want this. There were innocent people in the mountain who had nothing to do with any of this. I saw the look on Bellamy's face as he pleaded with his eyes. "We need to think about this. There are kids in there-"

"I know." She responded.

"And people who helped us."

"Then please give me a better idea."

I sighed out and replaced my attention to the monitor to see a guard lifting Raven off the table while more guards unchained someone, who fought against them as best they could. My breath caught in my throat as the guards moved, revealing the person they were going to extract from next.

"What have I done?" Clarke and I stared up at the screen in horror as they began to drill into Abby's skin.

"If we do this, there is no going back."

Clarke's eyes wandered over mine and I nodded slightly. "Figure it out."

"Dakota, you can't actually agree with this!" Bellamy turned to look at me, his voice rising.

"I'm trying to save my people!" I yelled back at him. "Sometimes things take sacrifices, Bellamy. Sacrifices that we have to be willing to make, I'm not going to let our friends die!"

Bellamy eye's were wide as he didn't know what else to say. He stared at me with a look of utter disgust, something that I didn't like. "Who are you.." Bellamy's head turned to look back up at the monitors, just to not look at me.

But what we saw, was far more important than what we were fighting about. Two teenagers were running through the corridors, and Octavia followed behind them with her sword drawn. Guards bombarded her, but she slashed every one of them until they were all dead on the floor. Maya followed quickly and they ran again when they saw more guards coming from the other side of the hall.

"They gotta get out of there," Bellamy looked at the screen, his eyes searching everywhere as his body tensed.

A loud bang sounded behind us on the door. We both looked at Camera 40, seeing Emerson outside the door attempting to kick it in.

"He's here."

"Jasper. They caught him." Monty informed them as he stared up at the camera. Too much was happening all at once. Guards were storming the mess hall, putting Octavia and Maya to their knees, Emerson banging on the door, Abby thrashing on the table, Jasper being locked up in chains.

I whipped around as I heard a ding from Monty's station. "Why are you stopping?"

"Because I did it," Monty looked up and looked between Bellamy, Clarke and I and then his eyes gazed down at the lever in front of him. "All we have to do is pull this. Hatches and vents will open and the scrubbers reverse, pulling in outside air."

My eyes stared down at the lever, and no one in the room moved. Everything was pin drop silent.

"He's gonna blow the door!" Bellamy took out his firearm after looking up at the monitor, noticing Emerson holding a explosive.

"Clarke, we're out of time." Monty exclaimed. Back on the monitors, Jasper was now chained up, Abby was still on the operating table and Octavia and Maya were on the ground.

"My sister. My responsibility." Bellamy whispered.

"I have to save them," Clarke whispered to herself. I shut my eyes tightly. Bellamy put his hand on top of Clarke's.

"Together." Clarke nodded in agreement as Bellamy placed his gun on the table.

I opened my eyes to lock with Clarke as they slowly let the level pull back until it didn't go any further. Within seconds, yellow lights flashed everywhere and on Monty's screen, hazard lights lit up the screen as the outside air began to flow inside the mountain. The alarm began to sound and on the monitors, every Mount Weather resident started to drop and scream in pain. I turned my back on everyone as I tried to keep myself calm unlike Clarke, who was in tears.

"Let's go get our people." suggested quietly and turned around, being the first person to leave the room. I avoided Bellamy's eyes as I made my way out next.

My heart sank as we walked into the mess hall first. There was a person for every chair in the dinning hall and every person was slumped over and skin burnt to a crisp. My feet forced me to carry on until they stopped in front of Jasper who was slumped on the floor with Maya laying in his arms. His eyes were red and swollen from the tears.

"What did you do?" Jasper whispered in a broken voice as he glared up at Clarke.

"W-we had no choice."

"I was gonna kill Cage," He cried. "If you'd given me one more minute, it would've been over."

"Jasper, they never would've stopped." Bellamy's voice tried to comfort him.

"We have to go to the dorm." Clarke whispered at Bellamy, and Jasper sunk his head low to cry over Maya's dead body.

I walked with Clarke to the dorms, and nearly everyone had been freed by Octavia, who was going around with a key to their chains in her hands.

Clarke rushed immediately over to her mother, who my father was helping her off the table. They embraced in a long hug before Clarke pulled away and tears coming out of her eyes. Her mother wiped them away and brushed the hair out of her face.

"I tried," Clarke admitted, allowing herself to let the tears fall on her cheeks. "I tried to be the good guy."

Abby looked back at her with a sorrowful look. "Maybe there are no good guys."

My father turned to look at me and I met his gaze. A small smile falling onto my lips. I ran into his extended arms as he held them out for me. My own tears finally falling from my eyes.

"I'm sorry." Kane's voice was muffled from my hair. "I should've known to trust my daughter. After all, she always does the right things. I never should of doubted you." He whispered as his lips met my forehead.

I nodded when I realized what he was talking about. The day I came home, blood staining my shirt and my hands. My eyes were wide as the realization kicked in that I had ended the life of four people that day. That day, I had got my revenge on the four people that wronged me the most.

"Dad, it's okay." I cried into his arm. "Our relationship is damaged, but that doesn't mean it can't be repaired." I pulled away from him and looked down at my shoes as I wiped the remaining tears from my eyes.

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Everyone did the Eight hour walk back to Mount Weather. Some being carried in gurney's. Raven being held in Wick's arm's the whole way. The last person to enter the camp was Clarke. Bellamy stood by the gate, looking back at Clarke as he watched the blonde tightly hug Monty. Monty let go, wrapping his arms around himself as he entered the camp without another word.

She was breaking inside for all the people she had lost today. She adverted her eyes from Bellamy's stare as he began to approach her. "I think we deserve a drink," His voice was bittersweet as he gazed over the scene of homecoming taking place before them. 

Clarke nodded slightly as she looked into Camp Jaha. "Have one for me." She replied, her tone distant.

"Hey. We can get through this-"

"I'm not going in."

Bellamy tore his eyes from Camp Jaha and turned to Clarke. "Clarke." His voice was so quite, more quiet than Clarke has ever heard. "If you're looking for forgiveness, I'll give that to you."

"Take care of them for me." Clarke lifted her chin.

"Clarke-"

"Seeing their faces every day? It's just gonna remind me of what I did to get them here."

"What we did. You do have to do this alone."

Clarke turned her face, not capable of meeting Bellamy's eyes. She blinked hard, refusing to let her emotions take control, something Dakota would have done.

"I bare it so they don't have to."

Bellamy's expression fell as he recognized Dante's words. "Where are you gonna go?" He asked.

"I don't know." She admitted, trying not to think about the long journey ahead of her. Clarke's eyes searched Bellamy's glossy ones. He looked down, breaking eye contact just as Clarke's lips met his cheek. "Take care of Dakota for me,"

She pulled away but Bellamy held her close and she swallowed, her eyes dangerously overflowing. "May we meet again," She chocked out, tucking her chin into Bellamy's shoulder. She pulled away, but Bellamy's arms still holding hers loosely.

"May we meet again." He said before Clarke had turned on her heel and out of Camp Jaha.

Bellamy turned back to walk in Camp Jaha, looking for Dakota. He walked into medical, knowing she would be with Raven, But he came up empty handed. He couldn't find her, she had simply vanished.

A/N: EEYY BOOK COMPLETE!

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