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          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐙𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎, watching as Raven desperately clutched the headset and repeated the same set of words over and over.

          "This is Raven Reyes calling Ark Station. Come in, Ark Station." Raven repeated into the radio. She glanced at Raegan and Myra before she shook her head. "It's not working."

          "If we want to save Finn, we have to make it work." Raegan replied as she grabbed the headset from Raven and put it on slowly. "This is Raegan Shepherd from the hundred calling Ark Station from Earth. Ark Station, please come in."

          Myra carefully took the headset from Raegan's hand before giving the two girls a small smile. "This will work, it'll probably take some time for the connection to be secure, you know, because they're in space."

          Myra's words, although a lie, which both Raven and Raegan knew, provided hope for the radio to work. Raven quickly grabbed the headset from Myra before repeating her words into the radio.

          "This is Raven Reyes calling Ark Station. Can anyone hear me?" Raven questioned softly, only to be replied with static.

          "Are you all sure you have the right frequency?" Monroe questioned as she leaned against the dropship wall, looking between the radio and the three girls surrounding it.

          "Yeah, we're sure." Raven snapped angrily, shooting Monroe a glare.

          "Raven? You can do this. Okay?" Clarke whispered as she glanced at Raven softly before walking away from the three.

          "It could be the storm. We should keep trying." Raegan explained as she gestured for Raven to continue to try and get in contact with the Ark.

          "Calling Ark Station." Raven said again, pausing as she watched Clarke remove the cloth that was around the knife in Finn's chest. Raegan put a hand on Raven's shoulder causing her to snap out of her thoughts. She turned back to the radio, desperation lacing her voice."Ark Station, please come in. I'm on the ground with the hundred. We need you."

          "Raven, Clarke will save him. She saved Jasper, she'll save Finn." Raegan assured Raven who nodded and kept continuing to make contact with the Ark.

          "She's right, Raven. Clarke is as good as her mom said, we have to have faith in her and get in contact with the Ark, so she can save Finn's life." Myra added, squeezing Raven's hand softly.

          "Calling Ark Station. Ark station. Please come in. I'm on the ground with the hundred." Raven repeated, her voice breaking as she glanced back at Finn. "We need you."

          Raegan felt exhaustion overtake her once more, threatening to make her fall down to the ground. She took a few steps forward, taking in a deep breath as she gripped the chair Raven was sitting in tightly.

          Myra glanced back at her in worry, one hand cupping Raegan's face softly. "Are you okay?" Myra questioned, her words soft as she looked at Raegan in worry.

          "I'm fine. Just, you know, exhausted." Raegan explained as she sighed softly, watching as Raven tried again and again to get through to the Ark.

          "You should sleep, we can handle this without you." Myra offered hopefully, although knowing Raegan would decline.

          "I'm fine. Nothing a little stimulation can't handle. Once we get my adrenaline going, I'll be fine." Raegan replied, breathing out softly as if to counteract the aching pain in her head.

          "This is Raven Reyes calling Ark Station. Come in, Ark Station. Calling Ark station. Come in, Ark Station. Are you there?" Raven questioned, glancing back at Myra and Raegan hopefully. "Please come in. Please. Calling Ark Station. The hundred are alive. Can anyone hear me?"

          "This is a restricted channel. Who is this? Please identify yourself."

          A reply. That had been more than Raegan had been expecting. She turned her body to face the radio, feeling the gaze of the other delinquents as they crowded around the radio in hope and surprise.

          "This is Raven Reyes. I'm from Mecha Station. I'm transmitting from the ground. The hundred are alive. Please, you need to get Dr. Abby Griffin. Dr. Abby Griffin. Now." Raven ordered.

          "Hang on, Raven, we're trying to boost your signal." Sinclair explained the familiarity of his voice being enough to bring out a small smile of relief on Raegan's face.

          "Sinclair." Raegan let out breathlessly, watching as Myra grinned at her.

          "Told you we'd make contact with them." Myra replied with a smirk, much to Raegan's amusement.

          "Raven. Are you there?" Abby questioned, relief seeping into her voice.

          "Mom? Mom it's me." Clarke explained, replying in place of Raven.

          "Clarke?" Abby questioned in joy, her voice breaking slightly in relief.

          "Mom, I need your help. One of our people was stabbed by a grounder." Clarke explained.

          "Clarke, this is the Chancellor. Are you saying there are survivors on the ground?" Jaha questioned, disbelief evident in his voice as the new revelation entered his ears.

          "Yes." Clarke confirmed, annoyance evident on her face at the unnecessary questions. "The Earth is survivable. We're not alone. Mom, he's dying. The knife's still in his chest."

          "Clarke, is my son with you?" Jaha questioned, causing both Raegan and Clarke to exchange uneasy looks.

          "I'm so sorry. Wells is — Wells is dead." Clarke explained sadly, the mention of her dead best friend's still cutting deep into her heart.

          Raegan watched as Clarke walked towards Finn's body, studying the knife carefully as the radio static filled the air, almost as if it felt the tension in the dropship. The sound of rumbling outside had brought Raegan's attention back to reality. She glanced outside warily, the pouring rain and the howling wind proving to be very ominous.

          "I'm going to talk you through it step by step." Abby explained as the clattering sound outside caused Raegan to jump. "Clarke, give — to Medical." Abby's voice broke off in between her words, causing Raegan to glance outside before turning her gaze back to the radio in worry.

          "What? Raven? Myra? Raegan, what's wrong?" Clarke questioned as she walked over and glanced between the three girls.

          "It's not the radio." Raegan explained softly as she checked the radio carefully.

          "It's the storm." Raven replied as she turned to face Clarke, worry etched on her face.

          "Clarke, we need to hurry." Abby explained, causing Clarke to nod even though her mother couldn't see her.

          As Myra and Raven got up to help Clarke gather what she needed to save Finn's life, Raegan sat down in Raven's chair and quickly put the headset on.

          "Sinclair, give me a second. Are you still there?" Raegan questioned as she adjusted the mic carefully.

          "Raegan Shepherd, never thought I'd hear your voice once more." Sinclair stated teasingly, although relief was evident in his tone.

          "You're telling me. Is he alive, Sinclair. The Culling, was Dad sacrificed or not?" Raegan questioned softly as she played with her necklace. "Please tell me he's not dead. Please."

          "Raegan, he's alright. Mason's alright. He isn't dead. Your father's alive, Raegan." Sinclair informed Raegan, causing her to bite back a sob of relief as she wiped away her tears.

          "We need to save one of our people. I want to talk to him later though." Raegan explained.

          "I'll see what I can do." Sinclair replied softly. "You guys should be getting patched through to Medical, in just a few moments."

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          Raegan watched as Octavia quickly walked into the drop ship with two canisters in her hand, stopping once she was next to Clarke. Clarke took one of the canisters out of Octavia's hand before opening the lib and sniffed it.

          "Ugh. Monty's moonshine?" Clarke questioned as she raised a brow.

          "Pretty sure no germ could survive it." Octavia explained with an amused look before it fell off as her gaze fell to Finn.

          "Yeah, you're probably right. His moonshine probably destroys any germ it comes into contact with." Raegan replied as the dropship rattled, causing her to close her eyes and take a deep breath in an effort to clear the pain from her head.

          "The storm's getting worse. Monroe, close the doors." Clarke ordered as she poured the moonshine into a bowl.

          "We still have people out there." Monroe argued, looking to Raegan for support. Raegan just shrugged in response, not knowing what to say.

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

          "Well, as much as I dislike your brother, I don't think he'll die that easily." Raegan replied bitterly as she grabbed the second canister from where Octavia had placed it before pouring it into the same bowl Clarke had.

          "It's all right. They'll find somewhere to ride it out." Clarke reassured Octavia after giving Raegan a confused glance. "Raegan, thought you wouldn't hate Bellamy anymore. You know, after finding out your dad's not dead."

          "My dad might not be dead, but three hundred other people still are." Raegan explained softly.

          "Look. One suture needle." Raven explained as she handed Clarke the sharpened needle.

          "Right. I still need something to close the wound." Clarke replied as she sent Raven a thankful glance.

          "There's wires in the dropship, on the second floor. Would that help?" Myra questioned as she glanced at Clarke.

          "Yeah, I use it for the tents." Octavia added.

          "Let's see it." Clarke said with a nod as she glanced at Octavia who nodded in response and walked towards the ladder.

          "Stay away from the blue wires that run through the ceiling. I rigged it to the solar cells in the roof." Raven called out. "That means they're hot! You got that?"

          "Yeah, I got that." Octavia replied in response to Raven's words.

          "Tell me you can do this." Raven stated as she turned back to face Clarke.

          "Hey, they're back." Monroe announced as she pulled the cloth in the entrance away to let Bellamy through.

          "Bellamy." Octavia called out before she climbed down the ladder quickly in an effort to talk to her brother. Raegan watched in horror as Connor and Declan both dragged an unconscious, blindfolded Grounder into the drop ship.

          "Is that a Grounder?" Jones questioned as he glanced at the man Connor had thrown to the floor. Raegan quickly recognized him to be the one who kidnapped Octavia and stabbed Finn.

          Octavia quickly jumped down from the ladder and walked up to Bellamy, anger and disbelief rolling off of her in waves. "What the hell are you doing?"

          "It's time to get some answers." Bellamy replied as he glanced at Raegan, who kept her gaze on the Grounder, and avoided Octavia's glaring eyes.

          "Oh, you mean revenge?" Octavia shot back in annoyance.

          "I mean intel. Get him upstairs." Bellamy ordered Miller as he gestured to the Grounder.

          "Bellamy, she's right." Clarke muttered as she took a step towards him, her words causing Raegan to tear her gaze from the Grounder.

          "Clarke, honey, we're ready." Abby stated as her voice crackled through the speaker. "Can you hear me?"

          "Look, this is not who we are." Clarke explained softly as she tried to convince Bellamy not to do what he was going to do.

          "Clarke?" Abby's voice tore through the conversation, bringing everyone's memory back to a dying Finn.

          "It is now." Bellamy replied, his eyes flickering from Clarke to Octavia to Raegan before settling on the Grounder, before turning away from Clarke.

          "Raegan, please. He didn't hurt me. He actually saved my life. Please stop Bellamy. He'll listen to you." Octavia begged as she grabbed Raegan's arm in an effort to convince her. Raegan pulled her arm away from Octavia's grip before giving her a small nod.

          "I'll try my best, Octavia. But no promises. I believe you when you say that he saved your life, all right? But, right now I need to go and help Clarke save Finn." Raegan explained softly as she walked towards Clarke, closing her eyes at the sight of Finn's wound and inhaling softly to keep the headache at bay.

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          "The blade is at a sharp upward angle, between the sixth and seventh ribs." Clarke explained as she paced across the dropship, glancing at Finn's body in worry.

          "Okay, how deep?" Abby questioned, the connection slightly dropping out before it picked back up.

          "I can't tell how deep it goes." Clarke replied, walking back towards Finn and studying the wound.

          "That's all right. Just don't remove the knife yet." Abby ordered. Clarke let out a sigh before she grabbed the canister of moonshine and poured some of it on her hands. Her eyes flickered up to glance at Raven who was pacing, the mechanic's nerves visible to everyone.

          "Hey, here. Sterilize your hands." Clarke ordered as she handed Raven the canister. Raven quickly grabbed the canister and took off her gloves. She took a big gulp of the alcohol before pouring it all over her hands. She quickly handed it to Myra who did the same thing.

          "Disgusting. It's good." Myra muttered as she glanced at the canister and quickly handed it to Raegan who took a swig. "Raegan, you got the radio?"

          "Yeah, I can handle it." Raegan replied softly, shooting Myra a thankful glance as she took a seat near the radio and massaged her throbbing forehead.

          "Clarke, can you see any fluid?" Abby questioned.

          "Hey, watch it!" Drew shot out as he pushed Oliver back, resulting in Oliver pushing Drew back roughly.

          "Damn it!" Clarke yelled before turning to Raegan. "Clear the room."

          "Hey! Clear the room! Go to the upper levels or go out into the storm! I don't care!" Raegan exclaimed, annoyance evident on her face.

          "Everyone, upstairs! Now! Let's go!" Raven ordered as she quickly herded the delinquents up the ladder.

          "He feels a little warm." Clarke replied to Abby's question, informing her mother about Finn's rise in temperature.

          "Okay. That's all right. Fever sometimes accompanies trauma." Abby replied. "Clarke, I need you to tell me if there is any fluid leaking from the wound."

          "Clarke, I can only see dried blood, nothing else." Myra explained as she quickly studied the stab wound carefully.

          "Myra's right, actually. Mom, uh — no. There isn't fluid leaking from the wound." Clarke replied, taking a look at the wound just to make sure.

          "Pleural membrane's intact. That's good. That's actually really good. He got lucky." Abby explained, her words causing relief to flood Raven's face.

          "Hear that? You got lucky." Raven whispered softly to her unconscious boyfriend. Clarke looked away from the two as Raegan and Myra exchanged a look of discomfort at the situation.

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          "Ok, Clarke, firm grip on the knife. You're going to need to angle it upward to the left, very slightly to the left as it exits the ribcage." Abby explained as Clarke held her hands close to her chest, like a surgeon.

          "How very slightly?" Clarke questioned.

          "Three mil — Clarke?" Abby answered the blonde as her words were replaced by static, before it picked up again.

          "Wait, what was that? You dropped out." Clarke questioned, worry lacing her voice as Raegan tuned the radio carefully.

          "Clarke, three millimeters." Abby repeated softly. "Got it?"

          "Yeah. Okay, I got it." Clarke replied as she took a deep breath. "Here goes."

          "Steady hand, Clarke. You've assisted me on tricker procedures than this. And once that knife is out, the hard part is over." Abby explained, her words causing Clarke to nod softly before she relaxed her shoulders.

          The sound of the dropship shaking had caused Raegan to jump before shaking her head, trying to get her mind back to reality.

          "You got his, Griffin, I know you do." Raegan muttered as she gave Clarke a look of reassurance.

          "All right. Extracting now." Clarke announced as she gripped the knife firmly and pressed one hand against Finn's chest in an effort to keep him still. As soon as she started to pull the knife out carefully, Finn began groaning in pain.

          "He's waking up!" Raven exclaimed as Finn yelled out in pain.

          "Fuck. Myra, Raven, you have to keep him still." Raegan stated as she turned to look at Myra.

          "Hold him still." Clarke ordered as she glanced at Myra and Raven, the both of them complying with her request and pushing Finn down. "Finn, I'm going to get that knife out of you, okay?"

          "Good plan." Finn coughed out softly.

          "Finn, you can't move. Got it?" Clarke questioned, causing Finn to nod in understanding. "Okay. Here goes."

          "Nice and slow, Clarke." Abby stated as Clarke removed the knife carefully while Raven and Myra kept a firm grip on Finn.

          "Finn, do not move." Clarke ordered. "Almost got it. Hold still."

          The dropship shook violently just before Clarke pulled out the knife, throwing Clarke, Myra, and Raven off their feet and onto the ground as Finn fell to the ground too. Raegan let out a grunt in pain as her head collided with the floor, her chair having moved and threw her to the ground.

          Raegan hissed as she gingerly touched her head, wiping the blood off her face carefully, her headache getting exponentially worse. She pulled herself up using the table and pulled the chair closer towards her, before she sat down, praying that the radio would still work.

          "Clarke. Clarke. What's happening?" Abby questioned, the sound of her voice and the radio working filled Raegan with relief. "Clarke, can you hear us? Clarke?"

          "It's out." Raven informed Abby with a smile.

          "Yeah, she did." Myra added as she walked towards Raegan and placed a cloth tenderly against the cut on her face. "You okay?"

          Raegan nodded softly, watching as Raven's smile of relief fell off as her eyes flickered between Finn and Clarke. Raegan felt her heart clench at the sight of heartbreak on the mechanic's face.

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          "Okay. I'm done." Clarke announced as she put the pliers down and finished stitching up Finn's wound.

          "Good. Do you have anything to cover the wound?" Abby questioned as Raegan swayed on her feet slightly and stumbled back, exhaustion and the stinging pain from the cut taking over her.

          "We'll make do, like always." Clarke replied as she glanced at Raegan's wound in worry. "Are you okay?"

          "Yeah, it stopped bleeding. I'll be fine." Raegan muttered as she brushed off Clarke's worry.

          "She hasn't slept in a while, that's why she's acting like this." Myra interjected, causing Raegan to shoot her a glare.

          "Okay, then you should go up to the second level, get some sleep. You look like you need it." Clarke replied

          "I'll go with her, make sure she actually gets some rest today." Myra stated as she grabbed Raegan's arm and pulled her to the ladder. Raegan rolled her eyes in annoyance before climbing up the ladder , frowning when she realized that the hatch to the top level was closed.

          "What's Blake doing up there?" Raegan muttered as she knocked her fist against the hatch.

          "Raegan, what are you doing?" Myra questioned as she let out a sigh. "You have to sleep."

          "I'll sleep later, I want to know what they're doing up there." Raegan replied as she knocked her fist against the hatch harder, smirking in victory as it opened.

          "What the hell? Bellamy said not to come up here." Miller shot out as she turned to glare at the person who knocked on the hatch, although his look of anger turned to shock as he saw Raegan.

          Raegan pushed past Miller, who didn't object, and climbed up into the upper level, glancing around in confusion before her eyes met the bloodied body of the Grounder. His shirt was torn, his arms were pulled away from his body and bound, while his face was covered in blood.

          "What the fuck are you doing up here, Spitfire?" Bellamy questioned, causing Raegan to turn to him in disgust.

          "What the fuck are you doing, Blake? Torture? Are you kidding me?" Raegan shot back, scoffing in disgust.

          "What's going on?" Myra whispered to Miller as the two of them stood back near the hatch, watching Raegan and Bellamy carefully.

          "Oh, this happens a lot. They usually think no one's watching, but in reality, everyone is. I mean, this is our usual entertainment. There's no other form of it here, so we live off of this. I wish I had some rations right about now." Miller explained as he bit back a look of amusement at the glare both Bellamy and Raegan shot each other.

          "You sound like Octavia. He killed three of our people." Bellamy shot back as he took a step towards Raegan, anger radiating off of both of them.

          "Have you ever considered that maybe Octavia's right? Maybe he saved her life? Maybe he wasn't the one who speared Jasper?" Raegan countered as she exhaled in annoyance.

          "His people did. There's no difference." Bellamy replied gruffly as he grabbed Raegan's arm and moved her away from him.

          "Maybe that's their thought process. Okay, Blake, look. I understand that his people killed our people, I'm not saying that we should be friends with them. But, torturing one of their own could cause them to attack us." Raegan explained as she pushed Bellamy back angrily.

         "What'd I say, entertainment." Miller muttered quietly causing Myra to nudge him in the ribs roughly.

          "Shut up, unless you want the two of them to blow up at you." Myra replied softly.

          "Stay out of my way, Spitfire, and we won't have a problem." Bellamy muttered as he stepped away from Raegan and grabbed the Grounder's book.

          "What the fuck does that mean?" Raegan shot back as she watched Bellamy walk towards the Grounder and open the book to a certain page.

          "Friend of yours?" Bellamy questioned as he gestured to the drawing.

          Raegan let out a sigh of annoyance as the hatch door opened, watching as Clarke climbed into the upper level, shooting Declan a glare as he blocked her from entering.

          "Get the hell out of my way." Clarke ordered as Raegan glared at Bellamy angrily.

          "It's ok. Let her through." Bellamy stated, ignoring the heated glare Raegan shot him and the glances Myra and Miller exchanged.

          Clarke walked towards where everyone was gathered, looking at the bound Grounder up and down in horror and exchanged a glance with Raegan and Myra. She let out a scoff as she shook her head before turning back to face Bellamy.

          "Well, if he didn't hate us before, he does now." Clarke stated as she gave Bellamy a look.

          Bellamy glared at Raegan in response to the look she gave him before he grabbed both Clarke and Raegan's arms and pulled them away from where the Grounder was bound.

          "Who cares? How's Finn?" Bellamy questioned as Raegan pulled her arm away from his grip.

          "Spacewalker's fine, no thanks to you." Raegan retorted as she glanced back at the Grounder, disgust evident on her face.

          "Alive. His people will care." Clarke replied. "How long until they figure out where he is? And what happens when they do? I mean, when they come looking for him? They will, Bellamy."

          "You really love putting us in situations that will probably result in us dying, don't you, Blake?" Raegan questioned as she scoffed softly. "Do you make a habit out of trying to kill us all?"

          "Relax, Princess. No one saw us take him. He was chained up in that cave the entire time, and thanks to the storm, we didn't see a soul on the way back. Also, I didn't kill us, Spitfire, I saved us. We can get intel from him." Bellamy replied as the dropship shook violently again. 

          Seeing the look Clarke and Raegan gave him, Bellamy opened the book in his hand and showed them a drawing of the dropship and tally marks. "Okay. In case you missed it, his people are already killing us. How many more of our people need to die until you both realize we're fighting a war?"

          "We're not soldiers, Bellamy. Look at him. We can't win." Clarke argued as she gestured towards the Grounder.

          "You're right. We can't." Bellamy replied, causing Raegan to roll her eyes in annoyance.

          "Quite the optimist, aren't you, Blake?" Raegan drawled out, causing Bellamy to glare at her angrily.

          "If we don't fight." Bellamy continued, his face hardened with anger.

          "Clarke, he's seizing!" Raven exclaimed, causing Raegan, Myra, and Clarke to exchange a glance of worry.

          "Clarke and Myra, you guys go. I'll stay here." Raegan muttered as she looked at Myra and Clarke.

          "On my way." Clarke replied as she hurried down the ladder.

          "Are you sure?" Myra questioned softly, causing Raegan to nod in response. "Raven, I'm coming."

          Myra quickly hurried down the ladder, following after Clarke. Bellamy walked towards the hatch and closed it before making his way towards the grounder. Raegan glared at Bellamy and watched him closely, ready to intervene at any moment.

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          "Hey!" Clarke yelled as she pounded against the hatch on the other side. "Open the door!"

          "That's Clarke, Blake. She probably needs something. More than likely to do with Spacewalker." Raegan muttered as the pounding got louder. "She sounds pissed by the way. I think you should open the hatch, Miller. I mean, I'd do it myself, but I wouldn't dream of upsetting his royal highness, you know?"

          Bellamy shot her a glare, finally pulling his gaze away from the Grounder. He grabbed Raegan's arm and pulled her back, keeping his gaze level with hers as the two of them glared at each other angrily.

          Miller rolled his eyes at Bellamy and Raegan's interaction as he quickly kicked the box that was blocking the hatch and pulled it open. Raegan turned away from Bellamy as she watched Clarke climb up the ladder only to be blocked by Miller.

          "Get out of my way, Miller. Now!" Clarke ordered.

          Miller let out a sigh as he moved his arm, allowing Clarke to fully climb up into the level. She quickly made her way towards the Grounder and held up the knife she had pulled out of Finn. Raegan quickly walked towards the hatch at the sight of Octavia climbing up, choosing to stand next to her instead of her brother.

          "What's on this?" Clarke questioned as she held the blade near the Grounder's face.

          "What are you talking about?" Bellamy questioned, his eyes glancing from the blade to the Grounder.

          "He poisoned the blade." Clarke explained without removing her eyes from the grounder. "All this time, you knew Finn was going to die no matter what we did. What is it? Is there an antidote?"

          "Clarke, he doesn't understand you." Octavia interjected as she exchanged a glance with Raegan.

          "Vials." Bellamy replied as he walked towards the Grounder's notebook, handing Clarke a small case filled with vials. "It's gotta be here."

          "You've got to be stupid to have a poison around this long without an antidote." Clarke stated as she tossed the knife to the floor and grabbed the vials, looking through them in an effort to find the antidote. "Which one?"

          "Clarke, calm down. This is not helping." Raegan objected as she looked between Clarke and Bellamy. "You're acting like Blake, it's not going to work."

          "Answer the question!" Bellamy ordered as he shot Raegan a withering glare.

          "Show us. Please." Octavia pleaded softly in an effort to resolve this without violence.

          "Which one? Our friend is dying down there and you can stop that." Clarke begged as she looked towards the Grounder in hope. When he didn't respond, she shot Bellamy a look.

          "I'll get him to talk." Bellamy replied as he walked threateningly towards the Grounder, his words causing Raegan and Octavia to exchange a horrified glance.

          "Bellamy, no." Octavia objected as she grabbed Bellamy's arm and pulled him back.

          "He wants Finn to die. Why can't you see that?" Bellamy snapped as he pulled his arm away from Octavia before turning to face Clarke. "Do you want him to live or not?"

          "Clarke, no." Raegan objected as she saw the gears turn in Clarke's mind. "Don't do this, there's no coming back from it. It's not who we are, it's not who we should be."

          "Clarke, you even said it yourself. This is not who we are!" Octavia exclaimed. "He was protecting me. He saved my life."

          "We're talking about Finn's life." Bellamy spat out angrily.

          "Octavia's right, Clarke. Don't do this. There are some lines you can't uncross. This is one of them." Raegan added softly, watching as Clarke took a deep breath and glanced at Bellamy.

          "Do it." Clarke replied as she kept her gaze on Bellamy.

          "Clarke, no. Don't do this, you'll regret it. Clarke, please. No." Raegan objected as her eyes widened in horror.

          Octavia and Raegan glanced at Clarke in disbelief and anger as Bellamy cut off the seatbelts to make into a whip. Octavia walked towards the Grounder before Miller and Declan pulled her back.

          "Just tell us!" Octavia exclaimed as she pulled her arms away from Miller and Declan's grip.

          "Please. Just tell us. We can avoid violence." Raegan begged as she stared into the Grounder's eyes. She glanced back at Bellamy as he walked back towards the Grounder, knife in hand.

          "You're going to show us the antidote or you're gonna wish you had." Bellamy stated as he cut the Grounder's shirt off, revealing his tattoos underneath.

          "Blake, don't do this." Raegan muttered as Bellamy and Clarke shared a glance and the blonde gave him a sharp nod in response.

          "Bellamy, no. Please." Octavia begged.

          "You've gotten to be insane, Blake." Raegan spat out as she stood between Bellamy and the Grounder, challenging him with a look. "You don't have to fucking do this. There have to be so many other ways to do this, all of which would be better."

          "Spitfire, move." Bellamy ordered as he stared Raegan down.

          "No. I won't." Raegan replied stubbornly, unwilling to let Bellamy torture someone. "Fucking hell, Blake. I'm not going to let you torture someone."

          "I said move, Raegan." Bellamy repeated, the use of Raegan's actual name surprising her.

          "I said no." Raegan muttered stubbornly, her voice breaking slightly at the sight of the knife in his hand before her resolve strengthened again. "You're not going to throw me off my game just because you used my actual name."

          "I told you to move." Bellamy muttered lowly as he grabbed Raegan's arm tightly and pushed her away. She let out a groan as her head hit the wall of the dropship.

          Raegan winced in pain as her hand brushed against her forehead, feeling the blood stick to her fingers before she wiped it with her sleeve.

"Bellamy!" Octavia yelled in anger as she grabbed Raegan's arm and pulled her towards the back of the level, making the older girl sit down. "Are you okay?"

          "I'm alright Octavia. I'm fine." Raegan replied as she swatted Octavia's arms away.

          "No, you're not. You're bleeding." Octavia muttered as quickly held a piece of cloth against Raegan's wound.

          "Do it now." Clarke stated as she glanced back at Bellamy, who pulled his gaze away from Raegan and swallowed thickly. "Finn's dying."

          Bellamy nodded and brought the seatbelt down hard and struck the Grounder's chest. The Grounder held back a groan as Raegan pulled her gaze away from the Grounder. She held the cloth to her wound, causing Octavia to let go and close her eyes in horror at the sight in front of her.

          Bellamy waited for a few moments as he adjusted his grip on the seatbelt before striking the Grounder once more, eliciting a groan of pain from the Grounder. Clarke held a hand out to stop Bellamy and quickly dropped to her knees, putting the four vials in front of the Grounder.

          "Please. Which one's the antidote?" Clarke questioned as she glanced up at the Grounder, hopeful that he'd reply.

          "Just tell them." Octavia requested as she glanced at the scene in front of her.

          "Clarke." Bellamy muttered as he placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a look, causing her to move. Raegan closed her eyes just before Bellamy struck the Grounder once again, the sound of the seatbelt hitting flesh causing bile to rise up her throat.

          Bellamy repeatedly struck the Grounder multiple times as he remained silent, not saying anything as to which of the vials contained the antidote.

          "He's not going to tell you anything, Blake. He's definitely not going to now." Raegan spat out as Bellamy constituted striking the Grounder with the seatbelt.

          "Enough!" Octavia exclaimed. "Please stop!"

          "Clarke! He's getting worse!" Raven exclaimed loudly.

          "Whatever you're doing, hurry up!" Myra shouted, unaware of what was going on in the upper level.

          "We're running out of time." Clarke muttered as she once again attempted to find out the antidote from the grounder. "Which one? Which one is it? If you tell us, they'll stop. Please tell us which is the antidote and they'll stop this."

          "You tortured him, Clarke. He's not going to tell you anything." Raegan muttered before she let out a hiss of pain as she gingerly touched the cut on her head that had occurred when she was thrown to the floor earlier and had deepened when Bellamy threw her into the wall. Bellamy shook his head in annoyance and threw the seatbelt to the floor.

          "If that doesn't work, maybe this will." Bellamy stated as he picked up a large nail. "Clarke, you don't have to be here for this."

"I'm not leaving until I get that antidote." Clarke replied as she turned away from Bellamy and the Grounder.

          "Last chance." Bellamy stated as he walked towards the Grounder and held up the nail. At the sight of the Grounder's silence, he jammed the nail into the Grounder's palm, eliciting no screams from the Grounder.

          Raegan fought the urge to vomit as she closed her eyes and shook her head in an attempt to get the sight out of her mind.

          "What's taking so long?" Myra questioned as she climbed into the upper level before making her way to Raegan, glancing at the wound in worry.

          "He stopped breathing, Clarke." Raven explained as she stood next to Clarke, worry etched on her face.

          "What?" Clarke questioned in shock as she tried to go towards the ladder before Raven stopped her.

          "He started again, but next time, he might not." Raven explained.

          "He won't tell us anything." Clarke told her as she let out a sigh, causing Raven to scoff in disbelief.

          "Want to bet?" Raven asked as she pulled two wires out, the electricity buzzing from the wires causing the Grounder to back away as much as he could from Raven.

          "Raven, no. Not you too." Raegan muttered in horror.

          "It'll be okay, Raegan. Is this seriously what we've resorted to? Torture?" Myra questioned in disbelief as she took in the Grounder's bloody body.

          "What are you doing?" Bellamy questioned, glancing at the wires apprehensively.

          "Showing him something new." Raven replied as electricity buzzed from the wires. She jammed the wires against the grounder's chest and electrocuted him, causing the Grounder to yell in pain as Raegan looked away from the sight. "Which one is it? Come on!"

          The Grounder panted in pain as Raven electrocuted him once more causing the lights in the drop ship to flicker and the Grounder to scream out in pain. Raegan watched as a look crossed Octavia's face, causing her brows to furrow.

          "Octavia, you have an idea, don't you? What is it?" Raegan questioned, careful to keep her voice low so that only Octavia and Myra could hear what she was saying.

          "If I use the knife and cut myself, the poison will be in my bloodstream. He'll tell us which one is the antidote because he won't let me die. Believe me, Raegan. You guys have to believe me." Octavia explained as she glanced between Raegan and Myra.

          "I believe you. Do it." Raegan replied with a soft nod.

          "And if she's wrong?" Myra muttered softly, watching as Octavia grabbed the knife from where Clarke had tossed it.

          "For everyone's sake, I hope she's not." Raegan responded, her voice barely above a whisper.

          "He's all I have." Raven cried out as tears streamed down her face.

          "No more!" Octavia exclaimed as she held up the knife.

          "He's letting Finn die." Raven yelled loudly, desperation evident in her voice. Octavia simply stared at her in response before she dragged the knife against her arm.

          "Octavia, no." Bellamy stated as he tried to stop her while the Grounder took a step forward, worry written on his face.

          "He won't let me die." Octavia stated as she held the Grounder's gaze.

          "Octavia, what the hell did you — " Bellamy asked as he tried to grab Octavia's arm.

          Octavia dodged his grip and sat down where Clarke had laid out the vials. She pointed the knife at one of the vials and looked up at the Grounder who didn't respond, causing her to move the knife to the vial next to it.

          "Good." Octavia muttered as she picked up the vial and held it out to the grounder who nodded before she quickly handed Clarke the vial. "Here."

          "Thank you." Clarke stated as she and Raven hurried down the ladder. Bellamy placed his hands on Octavia's shoulders, causing her to flinch away and glare at him.

          "Don't touch me." Octavia ordered as she kept her gaze on the Grounder.

          Bellamy walked towards Raegan who was looking away from the Grounder and was playing with her sleeve as Myra wrapped an arm around her before pulling away. He touched Raegan's arm lightly, causing her to jerk away from him and turn her neck to face him with a withering glare. Bellamy winced at the sight of the cut on Raegan's forehead.

          "Spitfire, I — " Bellamy started to say.

          "Shut up, Blake. I don't need your shitty apology that you don't even mean. You don't care that you threw me into the wall. All you care about is that Octavia is mad at you. So don't fucking talk to me." Raegan snapped as she turned away from Bellamy who looked at her guiltily before walking away.

drinking game idea: take a shot every time this chapter says "the grounder"

also, peep the new sign off