i am become death; ❛ RULES ❜
↷ the hundred
❝ bottling up your emotions isn't good for you. you will explode any second ❞

If you asked Gabriella Kane what death was she would probably tell you what she read from every dictionary she ever read; that death is an action or fact of dying or being killed and the end of the life of a person or an organism. Grief, on the other hand, is an intense sorrow, especially caused by someone's death.

All that was going through Gabriella's head since the exodus ship crashed, was anger. Anger towards herself. Anger because she couldn't feel grief for the death of her father. Anger because the only remaining member of her family was dead.

Anger, that she did not feel anything at all. Not anymore.

Of course, everyone at camp noticed how absent-minded both of their female leaders were. But while Clarke was returning to camp crying and with eyes puffy and red from crying, Gabriella had a blank expression with Bellamy trailing behind her as if he thought that she was gonna break down at any moment.

After Bellamy walked her to her tent and made sure she was fine, he hesitantly left, leaving her alone with a head full of thoughts and without the ability to get them out.

(Whispers spread through the camp like wildfire. The delinquents wondered just how bad Ella's state was when Bellamy was worried enough to sit in front of her tent the entire night in case she needed anything.)

When morning came she got out of her tent early, since she never got any sleep in the first place, and found out Clarke and Bellamy were trying to sneak a search group to go to the place where the ship crashed. Gabriella did not even give them a chance to say anything before she joined them and followed them to the crash sight.

She needed closure, proof that last night was not a figment of her imagination and that the father she hated was dead. The person she spent almost half her life hating, was dead.

"Clarke shouldn't be here." Finn said, staring off at Clarke who was walking around in the distance with Wells. Gabriella instantly assumed his bitterness had more to do with the fact that Wells did not leave Clarke's side since last night than her coming.

"Her mom was on the ship. She's looking for answers." Raven clarified, looking between her boyfriend and his former one-night stand with a scowl. "You want to help her? Find us the black box, hard drives, anything that will explain why the ship crashed."

"The exodus ship is over a hundred years old, it might be just that." Gabriella suggested, looking down at the floor, catching sight of a burned skeleton next to her feet and all she could think about was the possibility of it belonging to her father.

"Stay sharp." Bellamy said, interrupting her cloudy thoughts, "Grounder retaliation for what happened on the bridge is coming, just a matter of when?"

"Can you blame them?" Finn shoots back immediately, trying to find any excuse for a fight.

"No, I blame you." Bellamy glared, tightening his grip on his gun and sharing an annoyed look with Gabriella.

"Maybe if you didn't bring guns-"

"Clarke and I would've been killed." Gabriella snapped and glared at Finn, "Isn't protecting Clarke the only thing you've been talking about these last few weeks? I did us all a favor. So excuse me for trying to save my own ass for once."

"That's what you've been doing ever since we came down;" Finn scoffed, "saving your own ass."

At least I'm not a cheater who can't live up to his wrongdoings. Gabriella thought bitterly.

"Why they're coming doesn't matter anymore." Bellamy interrupted, already seeing Gabriella was about to say something she'd probably regret later, "It's our job to be read when they do. We're on our own now." He turned his attention to Gabriella. "Gabi, come here for a second."

"What?" The blonde huffed, lowering her gun slightly and walking over to the taller male, "If you tell me to take it easy I swear I'm gonna punch you in the face."

"Because you're fine?" He mocked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Exactly. See, now you're catching on. Great job, Freckles." Gabriella said sarcastically, "Can I go now?"

"No." Bellamy grabbed her forearm. "Bottling up your emotions isn't good for you. You will explode any second."

Gabriella tore his arm away from her and glared up at him, "That's the problem, Bellamy. I don't feel anything right now so there's nothing to burst out like a volcano except for my anger if you or Finn open your mouths one more time."

"Wells, Clarke, stop!"

Raven's yell made them turn around to see Finn and Raven running down to meet Clarke and Wells next to a part of the ship. Gabriella immediately made her way down there, trying to get out of the conversation she was in desperately, and Bellamy followed.

"Rocket fuel?" Clarke asked, but Raven shook her head and corrected her.

"Hydrazine."

"Hydrazine?" Gabriella's interest in the subject was obvious. "The highly unstable stuff that explodes when it meets anything on fire?"

Ravan chuckled at the excitement in the engineer's voice and passed her a piece. Gabriella gave her a thankful grin before yelling, "Fire!"

The present delinquents watched their leader throw hydrazine at the part of the crash still on fire, an explosion echoing a second later.

"We need to clear the area." Raven informed the camp leaders.

"Okay, then." Bellamy nodded, turning to the delinquents, "We move in formation, no straggling, weapons hot. We got to her back before dark."

-

"Where is he?" Bellamy demanded, practically running into the dropship after Miller told him they found John Murphy outside the camp. Gabriella had to take a second to process that the boy she loved was still alive and therefore did not get there as fast as Bellamy did so she could not hold him back. Hell, she probably couldn't even if she wanted to.

Gabriella's eyes stung at the sight of her beaten-up best friend sitting on the floor, covered in wounds and blood. Their eyes connected and she felt as if the air had been sucked out of her chest because of how fast she rushed by his side and hugged him tightly.

Murphy leaned his face into the crook of her neck. She felt liquid on the place his face was settled and for a moment she wasn't sure if it was blood or tears.

Gabriella pulled away to examine his bloody face and frowned at the sight of him looking so vulnerable, "What did they do to you?"

The wounded boy just let another tear of relief fall down his cheek at the sight of the girl he missed terribly during the few weeks of absolute hell that he spent away from her.

"Everyone but Connor and Derek, out. Now!" Bellamy said loudly, interrupting the heartwarming reunion.

Gabriella flinched at the loudness, before giving Murphy a reassuring smile and whispering, "I'll handle him."

He gave her a hesitant nod and she stood up to face Bellamy with a challenging look on her face. Once the dropship cleared, leaving only the three leaders, Connor, Derek, Finn, and Murphy.

"He claims he was with the grounders." Derek said and Connor immediately added, "We caught him trying to sneak back into camp."

"I wasn't sneaking." Murphy said weakly, "I was running from the grounders."

"Anyone see grounders?" Bellamy asked, holding his gun tighter in his hand. When the two of his boys shook their heads he lifted the gun up, "Well, in that case..."

Gabriella's eyes widened and she stepped in front of the gun so it was pointed at her instead of Murphy, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Move out of the way, Gabi?" He demanded, "We were clear what would happen if he came back!"

"Have you listened to a word he just said?" The blonde asked in disbelief, "He was with the grounders, probably tortured! Now you wanna kill him?" Seeing that Bellamy was not budging, she pleaded. "Bellamy, I want to believe that you and I have some sort of understanding. I know that you're not a murderer and that everything you've been doing was to protect our people but this isn't how we should do things here. Please, just think about not trying to kill my best friend again. He might know things and can help us survive another grounder attack. Please."

"Help us?" Bellamy scoffed, "We hanged him, we banished him, and we're gonna kill him. Get out of my way, Gabi."

"No." Clarke interrupted, "Ella's right."

"Like hell she is! Clarke, think about Charlotte." Bellamy pleaded, obviously trying to guilt trip her by mentioning the young girl, but was ignored as she scrunched down in front of Murphy to check his wounds.

"I am thinking about her." She snapped, "But what happened to Charlotte was as much our fault as his."

"Oh no." Gabriella scoffed, "I'm not taking responsibility for that. That one is on Freckles and Charming."

Clarke sent her a scolding look and turned to inspect Murphy's hands. "He's not lying. His fingernails were torn off. They tortured him."

"You and the grounders should compare notes." Gabriella told Bellamy while giving him a side glare. He tried his hardest to ignore it but his jaw still clenched in annoyance.

"The grounders know we're at war." He told her and turned to Murphy, "What did you tell them about us?"

"Everything."

Gabriella's eyes widened and she gaped at her best friend in shock, barely registering when Clarke told Bellamy, "Once he's better, we find out what he knows and then he's out of here, okay?"

Bellamy tilted his head with narrowed eyes, "What if he refuses to leave? What do we do with him then?"

Clarke took a deep breath and said, "You and Ella decide that. I'm not gonna get in the middle of this."

-

After Murphy and Gabriella were the only ones left inside the dropship, the latter decided to get some water to clean his wounds and exited the dropship quickly. Once she got to the tent that had their water supply she took some in a small bowl and turned around only to bump into Bellamy.

The freckle-faced man kept his hands on her forearms to keep her from stumbling backward and looked between her and the bowl of water with a dramatic look of shock on his face, "Now he's draining our water supply too?"

"Are you really that big of an asshole? I can't even get water to clean him up?" Gabriella asked, gaping up at him in disbelief.

"I just don't want a murderer to waste our supplies. We both know winter is coming and that puts us into a bad situation."

"And one of our leaders murdering somebody doesn't? Those kids are already scared of the grounders, they shouldn't be scared of us too." The blonde challenged, crossing her arms over her chest. Bellamy looked away and clenched his fist in frustration, choosing to stay silent and giving Gabriella another opportunity to speak her mind. "We're supposed to be making decisions together, as a team. It has been like that since we landed and it shouldn't change now. So for once in your life trust someone other than yourself!"

"Believe me, Gabi, I trust you..." Bellamy sighed, running a hand through his dark curls. "more than I trust most people. So, we're gonna discuss this later, okay?"

Gabriella was too stunned by his words so she just managed a strained smile before she brushed past him and back to the dropship.

She greeted Murphy with a soft smile when she entered. She grabbed a random rag and dipped it into the bowl of water before starting to clean his hands gently. He hissed in pain when she was in the middle of cleaning his other hand and she muttered an apology under her breath.

"God, I'm such an idiot." Gabriella sighed when she was done cleaning him up. She put her face in her hands in frustration. "I knew I should've gone with you. I never should've left you there alone."

"I'm glad you didn't stay. If you did they would've taken you too." Murphy said softly, taking her hand in his "Besides, you know I wouldn't let you put yourself in danger like that. And they'd probably start torturing you first which would result in me spilling everything about the camp even sooner." Tears soon bottled up in her eyes and a tear fell down her cheek. Murphy reached up to wipe it away and cupped her cheek. His hand was rough but still gentle as he brought her into another hug. She was the one sobbing into his chest this time. "Please don't leave me."

"I promise I will never leave you, again." he muttered into her ear, pulling her closer and allowing her to melt into his touch.

-

Gabriella was woken up when Clarke came barging into the dropship the morning after.

"Ella, get away from him, don't touch him." Clarke told her and she immediately lifted her head away from Murphy's shoulder to get up.

"What are you talking about?" She asked. She noticed the dried blood around Clarke's eyes and her own eyes widened in concern. "What the hell is going on? Are you okay?"

Clarke did not say anything, just crunched down in front of Murphy, who was now coughing up blood and making Gabriella even more concerned.

"Murphy, hey, look at me." Clarke instructed giving him a second to catch his breath and look up at her before she continued. "I need you to tell me exactly how you escaped the grounders. What happened?"

Gabriella stepped closer behind Clarke and watched Murphy wipe the blood from his chin weakly. "I don't know. I woke up and they forgot to lock my cage. There was no one there so I took off."

Realization dawned on both female leaders and they shared a look before Gabriella sighed, "They let you go."

Bellamy walked into the dropship a moment later and Clarke instantly snapped her attention towards him, "Bellamy, stay back. You too, Ella. You don't seem sick yet and we can't risk it happening."

"Sick?"

"Did he do something to you?" Bellamy asked and looked between his co-leaders in worry.

Gabriella sensed something wet on her cheek and lifted her hand to touch it. When she looked at her hand she saw blood on it and her eyes widened in realization. "Fuck."

Bellamy stared at her, eyes wide in concern, "What the hell is this?"

"Biological warfare." Clarke informed them, "You were waiting for the grounders to retaliate for the bridge? This is it. Murphy is the weapon."

-

"Is this your revenge; helping the grounders kill us?" Bellamy asked, glaring at Murphy after he helped carry Derek into the dropship because he got infected too.

"I didn't know about this, I swear." He defended himself as Gabriella cleaned the fresh blood off his face, "You really think I'd put Ellie's life in danger on purpose--"

"Yes!" Bellamy snapped, "Stop lying and using her as an excuse! When are they coming?"

"Murphy, think, all right? What can you tell us that's useful? Did you hear anything?" Clarke begged from next to Gabriella, making him break eye contact with her to look up at the Griffin.

"They're vicious, cruel." Murphy said weakly, his words only making Bellamy angrier.

"You wanna see vicious?"

"Bellamy, stop." Gabriella said, holding her arm in front of him to block his path but not touching, "The only people who got sick are the people who had physical contact with John. That's how it spreads so just stay back until we figure out how to get rid of this."

"Clarke!"

Gabriella rolled her eyes muttering a 'for the love of god' under her breath in annoyance at the sound of Wells and Finn's voice.

"You two shouldn't be in here." Clarke scolded, "No one should."

"We heard you were sick." Finn said, the two boys stepping closer, completely ignoring Clarke's warning.

It was obvious to almost every delinquent Finn and Wells have been following Clarke like lost puppies or lap dogs ever since landing (well, Wells has been doing that ever since they were five) and some people would call it amusing, some would even call it adorable but to Gabriella, it was really just getting annoying.

"Clarke, what's going on?" Wells asked, concerned at the sight of the dried blood on her face.

"I don't know, some kind of hemorrhagic fever. We just need to contain it before-"

Clarke's words were cut off by Derek's body starting to shake which meant he was seizing. The Griffin got up and made her way to his shaking body only for Finn to grab her. "Hey, don't touch me. You should get sick. Wash your hands now."

Derek turned around to lay on his stomach and started to cough up blood. Wells' eyes widened in shock. "What the hell is happening to him?"

"I don't know." Clarke says, panicked. Her panic only increased when Derek crashed to the floor and stopped moving. She put her hand on the side of his neck, her actions halting once she couldn't feel his pulse.

"Is he...?" Gabriella trailed off, now even more worried knowing you could possibly die from this.

"He's dead." Clarke announced. After a few seconds of silence, she got over her shock and grabbed a bowl of moonshine, passing it to Finn. "Here. Alcohol. Hold out your hand."

"What are we supposed to do now?" Gabriella asked, the only other girl in the room.

"Quarantine." Clarke said and turned to Wells and Finn. "Round up everyone who had contact with Murphy. Bring them here."

"And everyone they had contact with?" Bellamy asked, his eyes flickering to Gabriella momentarily, whose eyes widened.

"Well, we have to start somewhere." Clarke shrugged and looked at Connor. "Who was with you when you found him? Who carried him in? Think."

"The first one there was Octavia."

-

Gabriella felt as if her head was about to explode when she leaned back on her hammock. She's been watching sick delinquents walk into the dropship every two minutes and she was pissed because she couldn't do anything to help because Murphy didn't want her getting close to infected people.

She decided that she was not going to keep sitting around and she stood up, immediately averting Murphy's attention from the floor next to her. "Hey, where are you going?"

"To see how many people are actually left doing something in camp." She shrugged, giving him a reassuring smile, "I'll stay on the ramp."

After Murphy gave her a hesitant nod, she made her way outside to find Clarke already standing on the ramp.

"How are you feeling?" Clarke asked her tiredly.

"Like shit." Gabriella said honestly, her blue eyes watching another dead body being carried outside.

"Alright. The show's over." Bellamy told the teenagers who were standing outside the dropship, "Get back to your posts." Once everyone returned to work, he walked over to the ramp. His eyes shifted between the blondes, "You got enough food in there...water?"

"Yeah." Gabriella sighed, "Some medicine would be good to have too."

Bellamy chuckled and grinned at the joke, nodding slightly, "I'll see what I can do."

Gabriella ran her hand through her hair and her eyes raked over the camp. The change in the number of delinquents was visible which meant the grounders had a pretty good plan and were probably gonna attack as soon as possible.

"Octavia, you okay?" Bellamy called, hoping he would catch a glimpse of his sister or at least know if she was safe or not.

"Bellamy, wait." Clarke called out hesitantly, "She's not here. I sent her to see Lincoln. Look, if there's a cure, he has it. I didn't tell you because I knew you wouldn't let her go."

Gabriella stared at her best friend in shock, not knowing how she could even think to let anyone 8especially Octavia) sneak out of camp. Bellamy clenched his jaw in anger, obviously having the same thoughts as her, and glared at Clarke. "If anything happens to her, you and I are gonna have problems." He spat before turning around and starting to make his way back to work.

Clarke sighed and called after him, "Bellamy!"

"Nobody touch him!" Gabriella heard a teenage boy yell and she looked at the corner of the camp to see a few delinquents had their guns raised at an infected boy.

"Get to the dropship, now."

Just as they brought that boy in, a girl named Fox started stumbling to the floor, the blood coming from her mouth spilling on the boy next to her. Let's just say it didn't take more than two seconds for the hundred camp to become absolute chaos. Gabriella huffed under her breath in frustration, before going into the dropship and grabbing a rifle. She went back outside and fired three into the sky, getting everyone's attention.

"This is what the grounders want! For us to kill each other and to make their job easier."

An unfamiliar delinquent glared and pointed his gun at her. "They won't have to kill us if we all catch the virus. Get back in the damn dropship!"

Gabriella did not get a chance to realize what was going on since her vision started to get blurry, kind of like it did the knife she got cut with Lincoln's knife. Bellamy glared at the back of the boy's head before he aggressively snatched the gun from his hand and headbutted him with it. The boy fell to the ground in pain and the male leader turned to scowl at Clarke. "Not to state the obvious, but your quarantine isn't working."

The gun slowly fell from Gabriella's hand and hit the ground with a 'thud' before she started to collapse herself, only to feel a pair of strong arms under the crook of her legs and beneath her waist.

"Bellamy! Don't touch her!"

She swore that the voice belonged to Octavia, but the only thing that wasn't that blurry was the face hovering over hers. Bellamy's face.

"You're an idiot." She muttered, staring up at him with a frown and narrowed eyes.

"It takes one to know one." Bellamy said, still holding her body up firmly. He turned his attention to his sister. "Did you get the cure?"

"There is no cure." The Blake sister said bluntly, "But the grounders don't use the sickness to kill."

"Really?" Bellamy scoffed, "Tell that to the kids that died today because of it."

Octavia looked from the piled-up dead bodies to her half-conscious friend lying in her brother's arms and closed her eyes to contain her emotions.

"I warned you about seeing that grounder again." Bellamy scolded only for his younger sister to glare at him again, "Yeah? Well, I have a warning for you, too. The grounders are coming. They're attacking at first light."

Gabriella noticed Bellamy was about to open his mouth and say something stupid so she tugged on the sleeve of his jacket and pleaded. "Shut up and put me down."

"No." He shook his head, "I'll take you back into the dropship. And don't even try to fight me on this because you won't win this time."

"Are you claiming I win sometimes?"

"Shut up." Bellamy rolled his eyes but his words didn't show even a hint of annoyance this time.

"Come on," Clarke urged, "I'll help you get her inside."

Bellamy carrying Gabriella inside of the dropship instantly caught John's attention and he got up from his hammock to give her a place to lay, "Lay her down here."

"Is there any way I can make you stay out of the dropship and worry about the grounders instead?" Gabriella asked Bellamy as he helped settle her onto the hammock.

"Get better." Bellamy said bluntly.

He received a weak glare from the younger girl, "Bellamy, the grounders are attacking at first light which means you have to get Raven to make as many bullets as she can and make a plan. You're the only non-sick leader we have and you have to keep it that way."

"Okay." He nodded hesitantly, "Just get some rest."

"I thought it would take longer than an eon for us to start getting along and now you're taking care of me." Gabriella managed to tease him weakly, "Got anything you wanna tell me, Freckles?"

Bellamy furrowed his eyebrows, ignoring almost everything she said, "What's an eon?"

"A very long period of time."

"Makes sense then." He chuckled. "I'll leave you to rest then, there's a camp we need to save since the usual brain of the operation is sick."

"Woah is that a compliment too?" Gabriella mocked. The curly-headed boy shook his head with a small chuckle, "Just get better. I'll see you later."

Once Bellamy was out of the dropship, Murphy (who happened to be standing there during the whole conversation) tilted his head at the blonde curiously "When did that happen?"

"What?"

"You and Blake?" Murphy asked with a hint of jealousy that Gabriella was completely oblivious to. Truthfully, he was not mad at her but the thought of her and Bellamy together made him want to throw up more than he already had the need to.

"I really don't know what you're talking about." she said genuinely.

"When did you two get so close?"

Gabriella scoffed, whipping the blood that fell down her cheek, "We aren't close. I literally wasn't talking to him until two days ago without acting like a bitch."

"Whatever you say, Queenie." Murphy muttered sarcastically before speaking in a normal tone. "I'll go see if anyone needs anything. Yell if you need something."

-

Gabriella woke up a few times, coughing up blood. Either Murphy or Octavia were always there to rub her back or clean her face but this time, she didn't feel the need to throw up and she was already feeling better.

She got to her feet and checked around the dropship, surprised to see Bellamy lying among the sick. She was about to see how he was doing when Murphy beat her to it, surprising her even more.

He was carrying a cup of water that Bellamy instantly pushed away while growling, "Get the hell away from me."

"Bellamy, you're sick, okay? I'm just trying to help." Murphy defended himself.

Bellamy whipped the blood from under his nose and said, "When I get better if you're still here-"

"Hey." Gabriella was quick to jump into action before the two started a fight. She squeezed Murphy's shoulder. "I'll deal with this one. You need some rest too."

He scanned her face for any hesitation before huffing and giving her the cup of water, walking away. The blonde sat down next to Bellamy, putting a hand on his back and giving him the water.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked, not even looking at the cup in his hand.

"Yeah." She nodded, giving him a small and sheepish smile.

"That's good." Bellamy said, his face relaxing, "We figured out the plan to hold the grounders back for a bit. Raven made a bomb with something from the exodus ship and Jasper's supposed to bomb the bridge."

"You mean from hydrazine?" Gabriella asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, that." He grimaced and glanced around the dropship, "Where's Octavia? Have you seen her?"

"I saw her almost every time I woke up. She was up all night helping people. Murphy gave her a break."

Bellamy looked at her in disbelief, "Don't tell me you trust him again."

"I never stopped." The blonde shrugged and gave him a pointed look, "You should give him a second chance, I gave you one."

The eldest Blake stared intently into her eyes before he sighed in defeat, "It's almost dawn. Better get everyone inside. If we lock the doors, maybe the grounders will think we're not home." He tried to joke but his face didn't show amusement.

"Not everyone's sick, though."

"Sick is better than dead." Bellamy retorted.

"You don't think he will get it done." Gabriella concluded with a knowing glint in her eyes.

"Do you?" He raised an eyebrow.

She pursed her lips as her shoulders fell. "I'll get everyone inside."

Gabriella loved Jasper to death but he was not the best shot they had. If they were not sick, it would be either her, Bellamy, or Miller. As far as she knew, everyone better ended up getting infected. But now, Jasper was their only shot.

Literally.

-

The sound of the bomb going off made the three leaders of the hundred stop leading the delinquents into the dropship and stop outside.

Gabriella smirked at the cloud of smoke, proud that Jasper finally managed to do something big like that by himself.

"They did it." Bellamy realized, his face showing nothing but shock.

"I am become death, destroyer of worlds." Clarke quoted, her eyes set on the cloud of smoke in the distance, visible to everyone. Gabriella chuckled quietly to herself, making Clarke deadpan "It's Oppenheimer, the man who built the first--"

"I know who Oppenheimer is." Bellamy and Gabriella spoke simultaneously, the latter rolling her eyes. Clarke looked between her two fellow leaders with a weirded-out look on her face.

"Okay, that is really starting to get weird."

-

The virus has mostly passed and all the dead bodies were buried. Clarke and Gabriella stood outside the camp wall side by side, sadly eying the freshly dug graves.

"You're outside the wall without a gun." Bellamy scolded, walking out of camp and straight towards the two girls.

"Fourteen dead." Was all Gabriella said, not taking her eyes off the graves.

Bellamy made a noise of understanding and looked at the graves with a sad look. He shrugged his emotions off quickly and straightened his posture. "We need to talk about Murphy."

"He was right about the bridge." Gabriella was quick to say, not even wanting to imagine what losing Murphy again would be like.

"We'll see." Bellamy licked his lips and changed the topic, "Octavia says the mountain men are pissed, whatever that means."

Clarke sighed, "I'd say it means we need as many soldiers as we can get."

"So, what, we have pardon power now?" The Blake crossed his arms over his chest, looking between the blondes.

"It's hard running things." Clarke said in response.

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. Gabriella huffed under her breath, her eyes locked onto the graves. She wondered how many more kids they were going to lose while trying to find peace.

A/N: we have some jealous murphy moments here along with protective bellamy if you squint hard enough

there's gonna be some drama in the next chapter!

playing: enchanted by taylor swift

edited