Warnings: a little smut, violence, blood, cursing.
Pairing: Bellamy Blake x grounder!reader.
For the first time in a long time, you didn’t wake up to a disaster, or to a mission, or to any other unfortunate events. Instead, you woke up to the feeling of two arms wrapped around you and the sound of soft snores from behind you. You smiled, thinking about the night you’ve had with Bellamy. You turned around, now facing the guy sleeping so peacefully next to you. Your eyes ran over his features, savoring every freckle, every beauty mark and every little scar he had. His curls were sprawled over the pillow he was resting his head on, making you want nothing more than to run your fingers through it, but you didn’t want to wake him up. So instead you moved closer to him, feeling the arm around your waist pulling you to his chest. You tangled your legs with his, wanting to be as close to him as possible. You felt him placing a light kiss to your forehead and you knew he had woken up. But you didn’t want to leave his arms just yet, you wanted to savor the moment, to cherish it. It has been a long time since you’ve felt peaceful, since you’ve been with Bellamy. And now, when you finally were, you never wanted to leave.
You reached with you hand and started drawing shapes on his back, hearing him hum in approval. His lips made their way down your neck, then back up to your face, covering every inch until reaching your lips. By the time he did, you had a big, stupid grin on your face. He mirrored your smile and placed his lips on top of yours. Your hand moved from his back to his hair, feeling his soft curls gave you a new feeling of relaxation. You kissed him again, and he reacted almost immediately, his hand coming to the back of your head while the other stayed on your waist, pulling you on top of him.
You giggled, moving down to his neck and chest. Before you could go any lower he pulled you to his lips again, his tongue meeting yours. You moved to straddle him, the blanket no longer covering you. His eyes moved from your face to your chest before he moved his lips there as well. Your attention was so focused on Bellamy and his actions you didn’t hear the two knocks on the door, but you gasped as you heard it opened wide.
Bellamy was the first one to react, pulling the blanket up so it covered your body completely.
“Oh, god, I’m sorry.” Clarke quickly said and turned around. You moved your body off of Bellamy’s and quickly grabbed his shirt from the floor, pulling it over your head. You held in a chuckle as Bellamy placed a pillow over his lap, earning a side glare from him.
“It’s okay, you can turn around.” You said. She took a glance behind her shoulder before turning around completely.
“Uh, sorry for interrupting. But there’s a meeting to set things straight about our plan to distribute the cure once we have it, I think you need to be there.” She said, eyes flickering between you and Bellamy.
“Alright, we’ll be there.” Bellamy said, his face was red as he adjusted the pillow on his lap. Clarke nodded her head before leaving the room.
The moment the door was shut behind her you bursted out laughing, leaning onto Bellamy.
“That was not funny.” He argued but the smile that rose on his lips gave him up.
“Yeah, sure it wasn’t.” You teased him and patted him on the back before getting up. “Come on, you heard the woman, we have to go.”
You turned around and started collecting your clothes before you got dressed. You bent down to grab your jacket but dizziness clouded your head before you could. You grunted in pain and leaned on the small table beside you, you hand coming to touch your wound.
“Hey,” Bellamy said, coming to stand by your side, “are you okay?”
“Yeah, just this fucking headache.” You said, clenching your jaw. He disappeared from your side and then came back, a bottle of pills in his hand.
“Here, Niylah gave it to me. It’ll help with the pain.”
You looked at the bottle skeptically before shaking your head, pushing his hand away. “I don’t need this.”
“You do need this, you just don’t trust it.” He corrected you before placing his hand on your shoulder, moving you so you’d face him. “Look, I would never give you something that could remotely harm you. These can help with the pain and the nausea you will feel in the next few days.”
You stared at him for a few seconds and then moved to the bottle. “Okay. I trust you.”
He opened the bottle and handed you one pill, then walked to where his pack was placed on the floor and grabbed the canteen inside it.
You put the pill in your mouth before taking a swig of the water, swallowing this pill. “Thank you.” You said before returning to your task.
After getting ready, the both of you made your way to where, according to Bellamy, they had the meeting. He opened the door, allowing you to step in before following you into the room. Kane was standing beside Clarke, across from Monty who was in the middle of explaining the damage the ship suffered.
“We lost the server room, all of our processors and life support systems, and half of our living quarters.” Monty explained. You and Bellamy took your place in the table across from Roan, who was listening intensely to Monty, only glancing at you at you stepped into his view.
“Now,” Monty continued, “backup power will keep the lights on at night in the room that survived, but we’ll have no heat or running water. And no way to restore it or reseal the ship before the radiation gets here.”
“Is there any good news?” Bellamy asked, making Monty look up at him in dispare.
“Well, no one died.” Kane answered his question.
You felt a hand placed on your back, and you knew it was Bellamy, probably triggered by what Kane said. You looked up and met Roan’s staring eyes, the intensity in his gaze making you look away just as fast.
“Forget the Ark.” Clarke said from beside Kane. “It was never gonna save us all anyway. We need to focus our resources on the Nightblood solution. Is the fuel loaded?” She asked and turned to Kane.
“It’s in process, but, it isn’t gonna be an easy ride.” He said, eyes flickering to Roan.
“What don’t I know?” She asked, following Kane’s gaze over to Roan.
“With the secret of Praimfaya out, I sent Echo and my army back to Polis to keep the peace.” Roan started.
“That’s good.” She nodded. “We need peace to distribute the cure.”
“More than half of them deserted on the way.” He continued, making you frown your eyebrows. “With the end coming, they want to be home. I don’t blame them.”
“Do you blame them for burning Trikru villages as they go?” Bellamy accused, making you turn to him, confused.
“That’s funny coming from you.” Roan taunted, a small smirk on his face.
“That’s actually funny coming from you.” You said, turning to Roan with a glare. “Considering you came here to destroy the place.”
He glared back at you, however there was something different in his eyes, not the usual anger behind them.
“Enough.” Kane interrupted. “We know the woods are a war zone. After what happened with Ilian, I can’t spear many of the guard to protect you.” He admitted and turned to Bellamy.
“My security detail can protect you.” Roan offered, and you were almost surprised, but then again, it will only benefit his people at the end.
“Thank you.” Kane said, making you look from the floor to him. “That’s very generous.”
Roan nodded in recognition. “We are all in this together now.” His eyes moved from Kane to you. You held his gaze for a few seconds before looking away. Not from anger, but from awkwardness. You didn’t know what to say to him, you weren’t sure if you had anything to say to him. Maybe a thank you, for saving your life. However before you could complicate yourself even more, he turned around and left the room.
“I’m gonna check on Octavia before we go.” Bellamy said, drawing your attention back to him. You sent him a small smile and nodded, knowing he’d like the time alone with his sister. He placed a kissed on your forehead before exiting the room.
“I’m gonna go and help load the fuel.” You said and walked out of the room.
As you made your way towards the rover, you saw Roan standing not too far away. You kept your head down in hope of not conversing with him, but then you mentally slapped yourself, feeling like a coward. You approached him slowly, making him turn his head to you.
“I’m guessing I need to thank you, you know, for saving my life.” You said as you stopped next to him.
“That was Clarke, not me.” He replied, moving his gaze back to the people loading the fuel.
You shook your head, stepping closer to him. “No, she told me it was you who made sure I got to medbay safely after I passed out.”
He finally turned his eyes back to you. “I’m sorry for the way I treated you, you didn’t deserve that.”
“You did that to save your people, I was in the way.” You stopped him before he could continue.
“Yes, but that doesn’t justify locking you up, and I’m sorry for that.” His words did mean something to you and you knew he meant it.
“Saving your own is important for a great leader like you, don’t apologize for that.”
“You should know that even though you didn’t except my offer I did consider you as my own these past few weeks. My offer still stands, I’ll make sure you have a home in Azgeda.” He said and nodded in assurance.
You offered him a small smile. “Thank you. But I still have one question. Why did you save me? At the time all you thought of me was a disturbance standing in your way of saving your people.” You kept your smile on your face, notifying him that you were joking, but he intended to take your question seriously.
“After your time with me in Polis I guess I-“
“Hey.” Clarke said, cutting off Roan’s sentence. “Bellamy, Y/N and I will lead the way in the rover. You and your men will ride in the back with the fuel.” She informed you.
“The king of Azgeda follows no one.” Roan’s gurad - who you recognized as Seiku - said. You talked to him a few times in Polis, a nice man, very loyal.
“It’s all right, Seiku.” Roan reassured him. “Best we stay out of sight for now.”
Seiku nodded his head, eyes flickering to you and Clarke before he turned around and left.
“It’s time to go.” Bellamy said before he walked past you, not sparing you a glance. Your worried eyes moved to him as he got inside the driver’s seat in the rover. You quickly walked after his and took your place next to him in the passenger seat.
“What’s wrong?” You asked him, but he didn’t turn to you, keeping his gaze on the steering wheel. “Bellamy.” You reached with your hand and cupped his cheek. “Hey. What happened?”
He turned his head to you and you could see the tears filling his eyes. “She’s never going to forgive me, is she?”
He didn’t have to say her name, you knew he was talking about Octavia.
“Look, Octavia is in grief, and her pain manifests through anger. And that anger she takes out on people, including you.”
He was quick to shake his head. “No, it’s not that. She blames me, Y/N. She blames me for Lincoln’s death.”
“Listen to me,” you turned your body in the seat so you were facing him completely, placing you other hand on the other side of his face, “she loves you, you’re her brother. Yes, she’s not going to really give the impression but she does. People can say some pretty hurtful things when they’re vulnerable, but they don’t mean it.”
He sniffed, his hand coming to take one of yours. “I’m trying to remember that but every time she blames me or snaps at me I just can’t.”
“I know, but that’s the part that sucks. It takes time.”
“We don’t have much of that left, now do we?”
You looked down, knowing he was right. “Yes, but not until we die, just until Praimfaya comes. She’ll forgive you eventually, you’re her brother, and she loves you.”
He stared at you for a few seconds before giving you a curt nod. You leaned forward and placed a light kiss on his lips, but he grabbed the neck of your neck, keeping you in place as he moved his lips against yours. “Thank you, for being here for me. I don’t think I would have survived this long without you.”
“Don’t be so dramatic, I’m just here to make the pretty smile stay on your pretty face.” You said with a wink, relieved as you a small smile tugging on his lips. “There it is!”
He chuckled and placed his hand on your thigh. The back door of the rover opened and Clarke got in, taking a seat behind Bellamy. “Are we good to go?”
“Yes.” Bellamy said and removed his hand from your thigh, making you slightly disappointed, missing his touch. He pulled out of the gate, headed to the woods. After a few minutes he replaced his hand, making a smile rise up on your face. You took his hand in yours, lacing your fingers together.
Not even an hour had passed when you saw Grounders up ahead, blocking the road.
“Hang on. We got a situation.” Bellamy informed to the radio as he stopped the rover. “Looks like a Trikru checkpoint. Stay alert, show no weapons. Keep your passengers on ice.”
“Wait.” Clarke said from the back. “It’s not a checkpoint. They have wounded.” She opened the back door, getting out of the rover and walking towards the Grounders. You opened your door as well, following her.
“Y/N.” Bellamy called after you but you ignored him, leaving him no choice but to follow you.
“What happened here?” You heard Clarke ask as you slowly approached them.
“Azgeda burned our village to the ground.” He told her. “My father caught an ax with his leg and we can’t stop the bleeding.” His eyes then moved to Bellamy and you. Only then did you recognize the man. Julian was his name. You two have crossed paths, he was not a fan of you to say the least. Apparently he also recognized you, seeing as he glared at you.
“I told you what would happen if you came back here.” He growled and walked over to you, grabbing you by the neck.
“Hey, don’t touch her!” Bellamy yelled at him, only to be pushed by Julian.
“Hey, hey, Julian, wait.” You pleaded as he applied pressure on your throat.
“Wait, you know this guy?” Bellamy questioned, looking at you with surprise.
“No, he just likes to grab people by their throats for fun.” You said sarcastically, wincing as Julian tightened his grip.
“Yu bitch! Yu don frag op ai bro en don jak Ogeda kom oso possessions, leaving yumi kom eintheing!” You bitch! You killed my brother and stole all of our possessions, leaving us with nothing! He yelled at you, cutting off your airway.
“Let her go. Now.” Bellamy demanded, eyes flickering between you and Julian. He didn’t let you go, instead turning you to him so that your back was pressed against his chest, then pulling out a knife, pressing it to your throat.
“You two can go.” He said and then traced your cheek with his hand. “I have some unfinished business with this one. She stays.”
“Like hell she is.” Bellamy objected.
“Not much you can do about it, huh, boy?” Julian taunted as he pressed the blade harder against your throat, drawing blood. “She’s gonna do the same to you.” He told Bellamy. “Seduce you, drug you, then steal all of your belongings. Only this time, she stayed for a little longer, and then one morning, she was gone, and so was my brother!” He yelled, moving the knife from your neck to cut your leg, making you grunt in pain.
“Stop! Let her go and we’ll be out of here.” Bellamy tried again, eyes now focused on the new wound in your thigh. Before Julian could do any worse, the voice of a little boy made you all turn towards the truck.
“Azgeda! Azgeda!” He yelled, running back to the group.
You took the distraction to your favor and threw your head back, he grunted in pain as you pushed Julian’s hand away from you, grabbing the knife from his hand and then stabbed him in his leg, pushing him back.
“Come on, let go!” Bellamy yelled as he ran to the rover, you following behind. You got in as soon as possible, panting as you pressed your hand against your thigh, hissing in pain.
“Are you okay?” Bellamy asked you, glancing between you and the road.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Keep your eyes on the road, we don’t want anymore surprises.” You said. He gave you one last worried glance before turning back to the round.
“Who the hell was that guy?” Clarke asked from behind you.
You sighed heavily, not really wanting to share too much of that part of your life.
“That was Julian, not a very nice blast for the past.” You said, hoping that there won’t be any following questions. Before you became a bounty hunter you used to live off of what you stole. That was your way to survive back then.
“Was what he said true? Did you..” Clarke trailed off, but you knew what she meant.
“Kill his brother? Yes. It was one of my first kills as a bounty hunter. But it didn’t pay well back then so I had to settle with stealing a few things as well.”
You felt Bellamy’s and Clarke’s judging eyes on you, making you want to shrink in your seat. That was the reason you didn’t like sharing details about your past. It wasn’t clean, you have done some pretty horrible things to survive, things you weren’t proud of.
“Don’t judge. You have no idea what’s it’s like out there for people like me.” You said, feeling the need to justify yourself to them.
“I was out there. After the battle of Mount Weather I left.” Clarke said, and you couldn’t help the small fire of anger that was starting in you.
“Yeah, I know. I saw you.” You said and then turned your head to look at Clarke. “How much time were you there? Three months? Try your whole life.”
The bitterness in your voice wasn’t meant to be directed at her, but at your life. At you luck. You hated living in the world you were in most of your life, wishing things could be different, wishing to be a part of a clan so that you had a place and a purpose other than stealing or killing for money. That was until you met Bellamy. He gave you another reason to want to live, he was like a moral compass you needed your whole life. As you thought about him you realized that he hasn’t said a word the whole ride, and fear rose inside you almost immediately. Fear that he judged you, that after hearing what you’ve done he’ll want nothing to do with you. You kicked those thoughts away, deciding it was not the time to drown in thoughts of insecurity.
As you drove out of the woods, you saw a river up ahead from you, making Bellamy stop the rover. “Looks like we got another problem.” He said to the radio. The three of you stepped out of the rover, dispare rising in you as you stared as the river.
“Murphy didn’t say anything about a river.” Clarke said, coming to stand beside you.
“What else could go wrong?” Bellamy muttered, shaking his head.
You turned your head to your left as you heard footsteps approaching, Roan making his way towards you.
“Ice melt.” He said after he took a look at the river. “I’ll find us a place to cross upstream.”
He started walking away by the shoreline but Clarke stopped him. “Wait. Take the rover.” She said as he turned around. “You’ll cover more ground and it’ll be safer.”
“With him?” Bellamy asked, eyeing the king skeptically.
“We have to get across the river.” She insisted, however Bellamy’s face did not relax. “The rest of us will stay here and guard the fuel.” Her eyes moved to you and you nodded in agreement.
“We won’t be long.” He said before turning to you. “Stay safe, okay? Make sure Clarke checks out that cut. I don’t need you bleeding out on me.” He said and wrapped his arms around you.
“I’ll be fine, drama queen.” You dismissed him, returning his hug. “You’ll be safe, too. I don’t know what’s out there and I don’t want you to find out.”
“I promise.” He said as you broke apart. “Although I think the only danger I’ll be facing is him.”
“Maybe you two can bond?” You teased him with a smirk, only to receive a glare from him.
“Shut up.” He said but kissed your head nonetheless before getting inside the rover, Roan following after him. You watched as they drove off, trying to keep the worried feeling you had away. They’ll be fine.
“Come on, let’s take a look at the wound.” Clarke said from behind you, making you turn around.
“It’s okay, it’s not that deep.” You said and moved your eyes down to your thigh. The blood had already stained your pants and it looked way worse than it felt.
“Really, Clarke, it’s fine.” You cut her off, dismissing her worries.
“Bellamy will kill me if it gets any worse.” She tried, but you waved her off.
“Bellamy won’t do shit, I’m fine. It doesn’t even hurt-“
You stopped as you heard the sound of grunting and choking, sharing a worried glance with Clarke. You pulled out your knife, motioning for Clarke to stay behind you as you made your way behind the truck. There you saw one of Roan’s guards standing above the dead body of Seiku, a blooded sword in his hand.
“What the fuck did you do?” Clarke asked, walking past you, alerting them of your presence. He turned to you with a glare before ordering another to take you and Clarke. You grabbed Clarke’s arm, pulling her to stand beside you.
“Try to stay behind me.” You said before running towards the guard who killed Seiku, sliding down on your knees and stabbing his thigh, making him drop to his knees as he groaned in pain. Then you pinned him down and stabbed him in his heart. As you stood back up you turned around to see another guard holding Clarke against him, a knife to her throat.
“Dula op nou kok au, en she na kik.” Don’t resist, and she will live. He said to you, pressing the blade harder against her throat.
“For fuck’s sake.” You rolled your eyes, but dropped your knife and raised your hand nonetheless. A guard grabbed you, tying your wrists together and gagged you, pulling you with him to the back of the truck. You were seated on the floor in the back corner of the back as the truck began to move. There was one guard beside you and another in the front with Clarke. All you had to do was to take the one with you down and then climb through the side and kill the other. Easy peasy, only first you had to get out of the ropes bonding your wrists.
Before you could, you spotted the rover behind you, relief washing over you. You knew Clarke noticed them too as the truck slowed down a little bit.
“Hod op emo!” Stop them! You heard the guard yelling from the front. The other quickly got into action and started pushing one tank of fuel off the truck. In the corner of your eyes you saw the rover right beside the truck, Roan crouching on the roof. He jumped off, lading on the back of the truck. The guard immediately started to fight him, aiming to push him off the edge. Roan managed to get a hold of him before stabbing him in the heart, muttering ‘traitor’ under his breath before kicking him off. He then turned to you, crouching down next to you and taking the gag off your mouth.
“Are you okay?” He asked you, eyes scamming you for any injuries.
“I’m fine.” You nodded. “Cut the rope off so we can help Clarke.” He did as you asked, cutting the rope with his knife and helping you up. Before the two of you could do anything there was a gunshot heard before the truck suddenly came to a stop, sending you and Roan forward. You almost hit your head but he quickly grabbed you, preventing you from falling.
“Thanks.” You said breathlessly. He nodded his head before letting you go, then jumping off of the truck. You followed him, making your way around the truck.
“Y/N.” Bellamy said as soon as you came onto view, rushing towards you and pulling you into a hug. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”
“I’m okay, are you?” You asked him, pulling away from him.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” He reassured you.
“Come on, we need to get going if we want to be there by sundown.” Clarke said, drawing your attention away from Bellamy. “Roan and I will take the truck, you two take the rover.”
You nodded your head and started making your way towards the passenger side but Clarke stopped you.
“Wait.” She said and walked over to you, a piece of fabric in her hand. “Let me at least bandage it so you won’t keep bleeding.”
“Thanks.” You said as she bent down to tightly wrap the fabric around your thigh. You winced as she did, but clenched your jaw and said nothing.
You got into the rover, turning your head to look at Bellamy. “Ready to go?”
“Yep.” He said before turning the engine on, driving off. You two kept silent during the drive, you kept your gazed through the window, watching the view. You suddenly felt his hand coming to grab yours, intertwining your fingers.
“I need you to listen to me.” He said, making you turn away from the window and look at him. “I don’t judge you, for anything. You’re right, I have no idea what it’s like out there, all by yourself. Therefor I have no right to judge you for what you did to survive. I just want you to know that I love you and nothing is going to change that.”
His words meant so much than you could explain. You were always scared that he would judge you or think bad of you after learning what you’ve done. But he did nothing like that. He accepted you, he understood you. And you couldn’t feel more grateful. As you stared at him you felt tears breaking in your eyes, but you quickly blinked them away, not wanting to ruin the moment.
“Thank you, Bellamy. It means a lot to me to hear you say that because I’m not the greatest person, I’ve done some horrible things that I’ve been judged for my whole life so, it’s nice to have someone by your side. And I love you, too.”
He turned from the road to you and smiled, bringing your hand up to his lips. You smiled back at him and then looked back to the road, the sea was already visible through the trees, the beauty of it captivating.
“There is one more thing I need to tell you.” Bellamy said, drawing your attention back to him.
He sighed heavily before speaking. “I’m going back to Arkadia, and I’d like for you to come with me.”
You looked at him with surprise, but realization hit them. “Octavia. You’re worried about her.”
“I am. I know it’s pathetic. She pushes me away and then I come back crawling to her.”
You shook your head. “It’s not. If anything, it shows how much you care for her, how much you love her.”
“She doesn’t see it that way.” He said as he parked the rover near the shoreline.
“Hey,” you said and placed your hand on his thigh, “she’s still grieving, and while in grief it’s hard to let people in. She’s in pain, Bellamy, and you have to let her heal from Lincoln’s death.”
“What about you?” He asked, turning his head to look at you. “How have you been since, you know, he died.”
You stared blankly through the window, not knowing what the answer to his question was. You thought about him a lot while in Polis, but you never really got to grieve him or to really process his death.
“I’ve been good.” You finally said, not looking back at Bellamy. “The time in Polis created the distraction I needed.”
“Look at me.” He said softly, cupping your cheek. “He was your brother, it’s okay to mourn him, it’s okay to feel sad. You don’t have to bottle up your feelings.”
“I’m not.” You said a little too quickly. “I just- I have other things to focus on right now.”
He nodded his head and restrained himself from pressing further. “You didn’t answer my question.” He said instead.
You looked down, shaking your head. “I can’t do that, I’m sorry. I have to go, Nyko is there.”
Instead of saying anything he just opened the door and got out of the rover, making his way around to your side and opening the door.
“Get out.” He said, keeping his gaze on the ground. You complied, stepping out of your seat. As soon as your legs hit the ground he pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly to his chest. You got over your shock and wrapped your arms around him.
“I love you.” He whispered in your ear. “So fucking much.”
“I love you, too, Bellamy. So much.” You whispered back, placing a kiss on his neck.
He pulled away just enough so that he could look at you. “Just in case this is the last time I see you-“
“No.” You immediately objected, bringing your hands up to cup his face. “We will see each other again.”
“Bellamy.” You said firmly. “I am going to see you when I get back, got it?”
He stared at you for a few seconds before nodding his head.
“Good.” You said, then smiled. “Now give me a goodbye kiss.”
He smiled at you before leaning down and pressing his lips to yours, arms around your waist bringing your bodies closer. You kissed him with passion, letting all of your feelings into the kiss. He responded the same way, his tongue meeting yours sent shivers down your spine. You didn’t know what you were going to do if you lost Bellamy, you didn’t think you’d be able to live if it wasn’t for him by your side.
“I love you, and I’ll see you when I get back, I promise.” You said as you pulled away.
“I love you, too, and I can’t wait to see you again.” He replied, his smile matching yours.
“What’s going on?” Clarke asked as she approached the two of you.
You sadly stepped away from his hold. “I’ll let you two talk.” You said before walking away to help Roan unload the fuel.
“Need any help?” You asked as you got to the truck.
“Yeah, I could use a hand.” He said before dragging one tank toward you. You took it from him, placing it heavily on the ground before climbing onto the truck to help him with the others.
“Uh, Y/N.” He said in a concerned voice.
“Yeah?” You came to stand beside him.
“We got a problem.” He said and pointed to one of the tanks. You gasped as you saw a Trikru arrow stuck in it.
“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” You said as you pulled on the tank, it was empty.
“Guys, we have a problem here!” You called to Bellamy and Clarke.
They made their way around the truck, stopping in front of you. Roan turned the tank around, revealing the problem at hand. “Trikru arrow.” He said before kicking it to the ground, the lid falling off and revealing that, in fact, it was empty.
“No.” Clarke said, shaking her head in disbelief. And you couldn’t agree with her more.
“We are officially fucked.”
