↳〝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 〞༉‧₊˚✧

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ABOUT TWO DAYS passed by the camp. Raven took a TV from the dropship— making a screen for the radio, almost like those vintage 'facetime's.

Indigo stood with Jasper and Monty— popping nuts in her mouth, as she sorted the thousands into small bags. The sky was overcast, causing Indigo to shiver— even with her puffer jacket on.

The cut on Indigo's stomach was almost fully
healed— partially sore. The large scar on her stomach was covered by her new dark gray tank top and her signature jacket.

"Watch this," Jasper smirked, nudging Indigo, causing her to look at Jasper, who then looked over Indigo's shoulder at Monty, who nodded at Jasper.

Indigo glanced at Monty with a questioning look, but he quickly opened his mouth, and Jasper tossed an acorn nut into his mouth. Monty then coughed at the small acorn hitting the back of his throat— but quickly gave the two a thumbs up.

Indigo let out a small laugh and then gave Jasper a
'high-five'— that he taught her how to do. The three then turned back to the table— sorting the rations out.

Clarke then quickly walked over to the trio who stood at the table full of nuts, "Hey, you guys seen Dax?" Clarke asked, then glanced at Indigo, "Can you come with me Indigo?"

Indigo glanced at Jasper and Monty with a wary look, and they nodded— silently telling her that they could take care of the rations without her. Octavia told her what happened the night the grounder got taken in, and Indigo wasn't the happiest with anyone who was involved.

"Over there" Monty mumbled— food in his mouth, "On the meat crew," he informed the blonde, and she nodded at his response beginning to walk towards the meat table, Indigo hibbing the two boys a wave before following Clarke.

"What's up?" Indigo asked, and Clarke glanced at her before looking ahead of her as they walked. Clarke paused for a moment.

"I'll tell you in a minute," Clarke said flatly to the girl, as they approached the meat table— where they cleaned and cut up the meat that they had.

"Dax... you're up." Clarke smiled at the boy as they approached him. Clarke nodded at him, before walking towards the dropship, Indigo following behind.

Clarke then walked into the dropship, pushing the large tarp out of the way for herself and Indigo. They stepped in, and Indigo saw Bellamy standing in the ship, Octavia sitting on the side— since she wasn't allowed to see the grounder.

"Bellamy-" Clarke began, but was quickly cut off by Bellamy's stern tone, his face slightly irritated by Clarke's presence— not even glancing at Indigo.

"The answer is still no." he snapped at Clarke who didn't even finish her sentence, "I'm not talking to Jaha." he began to walk out of the ship, but Clarke and Indigo quickly turned around.

"Hey," Clarke began, stopping him in his tracks, "relax. That's not why I'm here," she said softly as if she was going to scare him off— which she would've if she mentioned the Ark.

"What, then?" Bellamy gave her a bored look, finally glancing at Indigo— who had been ignoring him since the night that he tortured the grounder.

"The Ark found some old records that show a supply depot not too far from here." Clarke glanced at Indigo and Bellamy, informing them of the situation.

"What kind of supplies?" Bellamy asked after a moment of silence, averting his gaze from his shoes up to Clarke, who had been standing in front of him.

"The kind that might give us a chance to live through winter," Clarke explained, glancing at Indigo every so often— to let her know that she was still in the conversation.

Clarke then sighed and her eyes darted around the dropship before speaking again— leaving Indigo confused about why she was even needed.

"I need you and Indigo to go check it. I have to take care of Finn- and she needs backup." Clarke glanced Indigo's way when saying 'she'.

Indigo would've taken offense if she was anyone else, but everyone in camp knew she could even barely defend herself verbally— but she wasn't the biggest fan of running around the forest with Bellamy.

"She's injured." Bellamy said blankly, glancing at Indigo who was cut with a knife two days ago, "Why are you asking me anyway?"

"Does it matter?" Indigo said in an almost testy tone, barely even glancing at Bellamy while she spoke, "Let's just get this over with." she scoffed, leaving Bellamy to stare at her blankly for a moment.

"I'll get my stuff, meet you in ten," he informed Indigo blandly and slightly nodded— obviously not in the mood to snap back.

Indigo glanced at Clarke and Bellamy, before giving him a nod, an annoyed look still plastered all over her face. Indigo then glanced Octavia's way, giving her a wink— at the fact that Bellamy would be out of camp, before leaving the dropship.

The girl in the puffer jacket walked through the working
camp— everyone preparing for winter that was almost upon them. Indigo walked up to Jasper and Monty— giving them an apologetic look before speaking, as they continued to sort the nuts.

"Sorry, kids." Indigo said in a quippy tone, "Gotta go on a mission with Bartholomew." she said in a 'blah' tone, as she grabbed three small bags of nuts.

They both gave her a small laugh, Monty tossing a nut at her arm. Indigo gave Monty a small laugh and shrugged at their looks.

"Have fun with your boyfriend, Gogo." Jasper cocked his head slightly— sarcasm painting over his words, as he looked over at Monty, who was trying to contain his laugh.

"Curfew is eleven o'clock." Monty quipped at Indigo, who just rolled her eyes at the two boys, and stuffed the three small bags into her pockets.

"You both aren't that funny." she scoffed, trying to contain a small laugh, as she began to walk off to her tent.

"Love you!" Jasper shouted playfully at the girl who walked away, and Indigo just lifted her middle finger, not even looking over her shoulder.

"Be safe!" Monty shouted in a fake sweet tone, as she then lifted her other middle finger at the two boys, while she walked back to her tent.

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Indigo was stuffing rations in her bag, such as; her
flashlight,— that Bellamy finally gave back— food, two knives, a tarp,— for acid fog— and many other miscellaneous things.

Going out after being slashed by a grounder was a tad scary to the girl, but she knew that if Clarke was asking her of all people— then she really needed help.

There was a shuffling at her tent's entry, and Bellamy stuck his head in, "Indigo, let's get a move on." he said blankly and pulled his head from the tent.

Indigo sighed and obliged, stepping from her tent— seeing Bellamy already further ahead, at one of the tubs of rations. She quickly caught up, giving him a questioning look.

"That's a lot of rations." Indigo said dryly, and he just stuffed more in his bag, "You do realize that this is only a day trip?" she asked dryly, and didn't even glance at her, and shut the tub.

"A lot can happen in a day." Bellamy stares out at the
camp— longingly? Indigo gave him a confused look, as Octavia walked out of the dropship, staring at her brother.

Bellamy then threw the bag over his shoulder, and turned away from the camp, behaving to walk out of the gate. Indigo sighed and slowly followed him, glancing at the camp, and hugging Octavia a small wave.

Bellamy then stopped for a moment and turned to look at the camp, Indigo looking ahead of her again— seeing Bellamy stare at the camp for a moment, glancing at Indigo, before starting to walk once again.

"What was that about?" Indigo asked, finally catching up to him— walking with him at his side, "The way you looked at the camp?" she added to clarify what she was referring to.

Bellamy didn't say anything for a moment, staring at the thick green ahead of him— pulling a wad of cloth from his pocket that had instructions to the supply depot.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he said
blankly, glancing up at the forest from the cloth— playing dumb.

Indigo scoffed and shook her head, stuffing her hands in her pockets and looking down at her Converse that wandered the Earth's mossy soil.

"Okay." she said in an amused dry tone, "Play dumb, that fine." Indigo shrugged, and looked ahead of her,
sniffling— since the weather was so cold it made her nose run.

"I'm not playing dumb," Bellamy said his tone blank, but almost slightly annoying she was even asking the question.

Indigo then shrugged her shoulders, "Fine. you weren't playing dumb." she said, an amused look still on her face, as she looked at the trees that they passed by.

Bellamy glanced at her— glaring at her amusement, "I'm not in the mood Indigo." he spat out, before looking ahead of them again.

"Okay." Indigo nodded with a small shrug, glancing at him— a small hint of amusement on her face. Indigo then continued to walk through the damp foggy forest with Bellamy.

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The two ended up in an unfamiliar area of the forest— not as many trees and more rubles from buildings becoming more prominent.

Many trees were already falling bare— Indigo remembered her mother teaching her about the seasons on Earth, and in winter the trees lose their leaves.

Barley even uttering a word to one another— Indigo finally broke the silence that Indigo slightly enjoyed, but hated at the same time.

"You know the forest dropship gonna come down soon." Indigo stated— based on what Octavia had told her, since Indigo stayed away from Clarke, "Pretty sure you can't avoid Jaha forever." Indigo ducked under a large branch.

"I can try." he snapped at Indigo, causing her to shoot him a glare, as they stepped up the steep hill, that overlooked a large, apocalyptic, deteriorating building.

Indigo stared at the large building with pillars and Bellamy quickly pulled her from her trance— his voice once again ringing through her ears.

"The depot is supposed to be around here...somewhere." Bellamy stated, "There's gotta be a door." he said, looking around the bland— not as vibrant as the forest they lived
in— area.

Indigo stared at Bellamy as he looked around the area, she didn't think that Bellamy would talk to Jaha— but he was just doing what he was told. He did it for Octavia.

"Maybe he'll be lenient." Indigo blurted, referring to Jaha, wanting to almost reason with Bellamy. Bellamy then quickly turned to Indigo.

"Look. I shot the man, Indigo." he replied quickly, his tone serious, "He's not just gonna forgive and forget." Bellamy snapped at Indigo again— causing her to let out a sigh.

Indigo then darted her vision from Bellamy, looking out at the broken-down mansion of some sort— it looked familiar, like something she'd seen in a picture before.

"Let's just split up. Cover more ground." Bellamy began to walk off, leaving Indigo, his tone low, "Stay within shouting distance."

Bellamy walked out of sight— leaving Indigo to stand alone. Indigo felt slightly panicky, as she glanced over at the crumbled buildings— her heart thumping in her ears.

Indigo took a deep breath and slowly, began to walk down the hill— holding onto her bag strap tightly. She then looked around, slowly walking through the apocalyptic area, water almost touching her feet.

The soil beneath her feet made squishing noises, as her shoes sunk into the soil with every step. Indigo looked around, but then tripped, falling to the ground.

Indigo winced as her sore cut hit the ground, and she let out a small groan in pain, and slowly pulled herself to sit up— then looked down at what she tripped on.

Two large metal handles were sticking out of the
ground— a wheat-like grass covering it. Indigo then scrambled over, quickly crawling to the metal.

"Bellamy!" Indigo shouted as she began to brush the dead grass from the door, "Over here! I found some door!"

Indigo then tried to pull at the door that was below
her— but failed, and heard footsteps behind her. Indigo glanced over her shoulder at Bellamy, before quickly turning back to the metal door.

"Ugh!" Indigo said in frustration, "I think it's rusted shut." Indigo brushed her hair out of her face— annoyed with it.

"Here." Bellamy said in a low tone, causing Indigo to back up at the sight of his axe, "Watch your foot." he advised Indigo, and she quickly moved away from the door.

Bellamy then hit the door's handle a few times, and there was a loud 'bang' noise— louder than the times that the axe hit the metal. Bellamy then looped the axe onto his waistband— the same one Indigo took Murphy down with.

"Okay." Bellamy began, "Give me a hand." he more so ordered than asked— but Indigo obliged, and quickly held onto one of the handles, and Bellamy the other.

The two roughly pulled the doors open— struggling along the way. The bright overcast sky above seeped into the dark bunker below, revealing a staircase downward.

"Fuck yeah," Indigo muttered with a smile on her face at the sight of the bunker opening up. Bellamy glanced at her— an amused look striking his face for a moment, but went as soon as it came.

Indigo then quickly stood up— dusting herself off, and began to descend into the bunker. Indigo's Converse clanked on the metal steps as she began to step down.

Bellamy followed cautiously behind, as Indigo reached the bottom, pulling her flashlight from her bag— and Bellamy getting a light that was pulled off the dropship.

"Really think this place hasn't been touched since the war?" Bellamy asked, raising his light, as he stepped down from the steps— his tone not hostile as it had been before.

Indigo looked around, the flashlight in her hand shingling through the many spider webs— and shrugged at his question.

"By spiders? Maybe. People? No." she flashed him a sarcastic smile, and he just rolled his eyes at her comment.

Bellamy then began to walk off, "Come on." he told Indigo, who began to follow closely behind into the dark abyss of the bunker.

Indigo couldn't see anything— both of the lights that occupied their hands, not helping much. Indigo then glanced over her shoulder but continued to walk— and ran into Bellamy's back.

Indigo backed up, turning her head ahead of her again, "Shit, sorry." Indigo said quickly, Bellamy glanced over his shoulder at her but didn't say anything.

The two continued to walk down the dark hallway. Bellamy came to an abrupt stop— and glanced over his shoulder at Indigo again.

"Watch your step." he said lowly, "There's more stairs," Bellamy informed Indigo. Indigo nodded and slowly walked down the steps behind Bellamy.

"Hell of a place to die," he said, and Indigo didn't get it for a moment until she saw the skeleton at her feet on the step. Indigo frowned at the sight and continued down the steps.

Walking down the steps, before finally reaching the end of the steps. Indigo then lifted her flashlight and looked around the dark room that was cluttered, and full of water and spiderwebs.

"So much for living down here. This place is nasty." Indigo grimaced, as she and Bellamy walked through the dark place full of tubs of water.

"Damn it." Bellamy muttered as they walked through the dark room, "Anything left down here is ruined." he sighed and Bellamy walked towards the boxes that were around the base.

Indigo slowly moved around the room, not wanting to be too far from Bellamy. Indigo moved through the bunker that had rarely anything

"I think they used all the rations before the war." Indigo pointed out— not receiving an answer from
Bellamy— who was rummaging through the boxes.

There was a luggage-like box, and Indigo opened
it— undoing the clips on the sides, revealing a bright orange color, bringing a slight smile to Indigo's face.

"Hey, I found blankets." Indigo smiled and glanced over to where Bellamy was— or what Indigo could see as his light.

"You excited about a couple of blankets?" he asked, his tone bland— clearly annoyed at Indigo, and the fact there was nothing in the bunker.

"I mean, it's better than nothing." Indigo sighed and turned towards Bellamy who began to walk past her, and she let out an annoyed sigh at his demeanor.

"How about a canteen or a med kit," Bellamy began to yell, walking through the bunker, "or a decent fucking tent?" he hit the top of one of the tubs full of water.

He paused for a moment, before hitting the top of it again, and lifted the lid of the tub off, tossing it onto the ground. Indigo slowly moved over— seeing her reflection staring back at her.

Indigo then grimaced at the sight, stepped back, and tucked her hair behind her ears— dreaming of the girl she used to be.

Bellamy dipped his fingers into the green liquid— and weirdly almost thick. He then stared down at it with an irritated look, flicking whatever the liquid was off his hand back into the tub.

Bellamy then stepped back— and looked around for a moment, Indigo giving him a confused look. He then looked at the tub again and gave it an angry look— as if it were real.

Bellamy then quickly rushed towards it, and kicked the tub out of anger— Indigo flinching at the loud noise piercing through her ears. Clanging then came from the liquid that fell from the tub.

"What the fuck?" Indigo cussed, and stepped forward, Bellamy slowly walking towards the liquid, kneeling next to it.

His light shone onto the black metal that glistened from the liquid it was in, causing Indigo to let out a slight gasp— a smile gracing her lips.

"Oh, my god," Bellamy whispered and grabbed one of the guns that lay there on the stone ground. Indigo then stepped closer, and Bellamy glanced up at her— a large smile on his lips.

The first ever— real smile Indigo had ever seen on his lips.

Indigo smiled widely back, glancing back down to the guns that glistened in the light of the two's flashlights— taunting the two to test them out.

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