Satellite Call

Long brunette hair flowed effortlessly in the air and the hooves of a white horse made contact with the earth, galloping, breathing harshly through its nostrils. A determined face or was it a worried face as she rushed to back to Camp Jaha?

Her people were attacked and even though she was the link between the two separate people, knowing that they were attacked... Somehow her chest felt tight.

When her and her men, including Lincoln, trudged into the gates of Camp Jaha. It was filled with an uncomfortable silence, every once in a while a cry of someone's pain or a mourning heart. She glanced down at the dead bodies covered with clothes and ropes tied around their bodies.

All lined up next to each other. All

thirty-four.

She let out a tiny cry as she leaped off the horse her cape sliding with ease off the horses back and onto the ground. Lincoln noticed. "what?" he said, but she never responded as she trudged to Jaha who was helping many injured people.

Before she could reach Jaha, Another wrapped up body being carried by two men on a portable med cot.

She got a good look of the faceless features under the cloth. She looked as they walked by her and added the body to the rest.

She finally got to Jaha and Kane.

"Where is he?" "Where is my brother Kane? I swear to God if he's with those bodies-" "Octavia he's in the medical tent." she turned her head to the tent. "Is he?" "Octavia he's okay, they just finished stitching him up."

without a word she ran to the med tent.

She looked around to see injured soldiers and innocent people. She took a deep breath, to get composure. She walked past them and saw Bella my sitting on an emergency bed as a volunteer wrapped cloth to his shoulder.

"Bell." she stuttered. She noticed his eyes were red. He looked up to see her standing there. She ran to him hugging him.

"I'm so glad you're okay. I thought something bad happened to you." she whispered careful not to hurt him.

"I'm not okay." she backed up looked at his face. "Bell, please don't tell me..." She didn't want to hear it. Her brothers heart was in front of her spill in out; breaking. "They took him, O. Clarke..." he struggled to finish.

"Clarke tried to stop them, and they took him from her... And she doesn't even know." She kept her distance a tear escaping.

"Where's Clarke? What do you mean she doesn't know?" She asked hesitantly. He looked down at his fists all cut up. "uh, she's finishing up surgery. They... Um...Had to perform surgery on her. She's been in since last night. They moved her to the airlock in the ark. Something about pure oxygen and how it will help her during the surgery."

"Bell I'm... I'm so sorry." she said

before jackson came in with blood staining his scrubs.

"Is she?" he asked.

"We had to put her into an induced coma so her body can heal.

Her injuries were far worse than we expected. There was a force upon her upper chest that caused a breakage in her upper rib to come in contact with her lower trachea area where it splits into two airways for the lungs, which caused blood to fill up in her mouth. She also had a breakage to her nose which also caused blood to leak out and made her stop being able to breathe. We successfully found the tear in the trachea and stitched it. And we resetted her nose back into place. Now, the reason we had to put her into a induced coma was because of all the oxygen deprivation to her brain when her airways were blocked. We will be watching carefully for the next couple of days. Now it's all up to her and her body to when and if she wants to wake up. I'm only saging this because I need you to be aware of that." he said.

"Can I see her?"

he asked standing up while Octavia helped him steady.

He nodded. "right this way."

They walked in the claustrophobic metal hallways of The Ark.

It was a rare sight for Bellamy as he was at the end of the hallway walking closer, catching sight of her body laying peacefully in the air-locked room. For some reason, even with bandage wrap around her body she seemed... 'Beautiful.' He thought.

Jackson interrupted his thought.

"She'll pull through, She's stubborn like Abby, But I think... You should talk to her. Help her through this. It may be her body that is healing itself, but the mind always needs some assistance in comfort. Abby didn't want anyone in there with her, but I think it could help you both, you two need it right now."

he said. He walked over to the control panel, pushing the button making the glass airlocked doors separate.

Octavia and Jackson watched from the sideline as Bellamy walked cautiously into the airlocked room. He took a seat nest to her bedside taking her hand in his hands, kissing it softly.

They watched as his walls came tumbling down. Tears streamed effortlessly down his freckled cheeks. Never stopping and they figured it wouldn't be any time soon.

"I blamed Clarke for so long for letting Indra die at her hands and not doing anything to help her, but when I see her like this with my brother... I can't seem to feel that hatred."

Octavia said to Jackson still looking at Clarke.

"Maybe it's a sign for you to forgive Clarke for the choice she made." Jackson said looking down at Octavia.

"How can I do that?" Octavia asked.

"You know how I told your brother that it was up to Clarke on whether she wants to wake up or not? I told him the only thing he can do for her and himself is to comfort her as much as he can." Jackson said and continued.

"Now look at your brother; He is Clarke. He wishes he could do anything to make her okay. Clarke is Indra fighting to stay, but also being tugged away from life. Bellamy can't do anything for Clarke just like Clarke couldn't do anything for Indra because Indra chose that her fight was over. Understand?"

Octavia looked at Jackson and nodded.

Bellamy whipped his tears. He was trying to be strong for his family.

He stroked his fingers on the back of her hand.

"I'm here Princess." kissing her knuckles, making the hairs on her arm stand up. She was responding.