"𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡."

I hear someone whispering my name as I try to peacefully sleep on the warm bed. I stir and groan as the voice grows louder. A cold hand touches my shoulder, shaking me lightly.

"Peach, wake up. Don't make me pour water on you." Bellamy clearly says. My eyes widen as I quickly sit up in reaction. I glance at Bellamys face as he holds a smug smile.

His smile instantly drops, making me worried. I stand in front of him reaching my hands up to hold his pink cheeks.

His brown eyes has dark bags underneath them, showing signs of his lack of sleep. His facial features looking stressed and scared. "What's wrong?"

"I can't find Octavia." Bellamy responds. He runs a hand through his greased hair. "We can look again okay? Maybe you just missed her." I comfort him.

"Yeah, you're probably right." He sighs. I give him a small smile before leaving the tent with him. Bellamy holds a torch as we search around the tents. He crouches down at a tent, "You're up?"

Clarke exits the tent staring down Bellamy, "Yeah. Knowing that hundreds of people might be dying on the Ark makes it pretty hard to sleep."

"Raven's flares will work," Bellamy responds. "Her radio would've worked better." Clarke argues back.

I roll my eyes and scoff, "Can you guys quit arguing we don't have enough time." Clarke looks at me confused, then looks back at Bellamy.

"Have you seen Octavia?" He asks the blonde. "No. It's Octavia. She's probably chasing butterflies."

"Clarke, I've checked the camp. She's not here. Aurora and I are searching for her again, but so far we aren't having any luck." Bellamy tells her.

"Ok. I'll help you find her. You two go to the dropship. I'll check the rest of the tents." Clarke suggests as she begins walking while the two of us follow.

"Thank you." Bellamy says gratefully. "Don't thank me. I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing it for Octavia."

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Bellamy gathered the delinquents for a further investigation for Octavia, "Hey, everybody, gather around and grab a weapon. My sister's been out there alone for 12 hours. Arm up. We're not coming back without her."

Bellamy takes me to the side as the delinquents grab their weapon of choice. "Are you sure you want to come Peach?" He looks concerned.

I nudge him with my elbow, "Don't worry Sprinkles. I'm stronger than I look." I smile at him.

"Are you sure about that?" He replies quickly with a smirk before putting me in a headlock, messing with my hair. I put my hands on his muscular arm, groaning.

"That's not fair, you're like twice my size." I complain. He lets go of me chuckling, "Still counts Peach."

The two of us walk up to Jasper and Clarke, Bellamy crosses his arms acting intimidating again. "We need all the people we can get." Jasper walks off as I give him a sympathetic look.

"We need a tracker." He tells Clarke, then raises his voice, "Finn. Get out here."

We all prepare to leave, waiting for Finn to leave his tent. "Guys, guys. Come here!" A boy yells. "What is that? So bright."

"Did you see that? Look up there. It's so beautiful." Another boy yells. I look up to the night sky and what I assume to be shooting stars falling down from the sky shimmering.

I thought it was beautiful until Raven spoke up,  "They didn't work. They didn't see the flares." Bellamy questions, "A meteor shower tells you that?"

"It's not a meteor shower, it's a funeral. Hundreds of bodies being returned to the earth from the ark. This is what it looks like from the other side. They didn't get our message." Clarke states.

My stomach churns at the thought of hundreds of people being dead. People with families now gone. Children now without parents.

Raven marches towards Bellamy, Finn and Clarke hold her back. "This is all because of you!" She yells.

"I helped you find the radio." Bellamy yells back, pointing his fingers in her direction. "Yeah, after you jacked it from my pod and trashed it!"

"Yeah, he knows. Now has to live with it." Clarke responds. "All I know is that my sister is out there and I'm gonna find her." Bellamy looks at Finn, "You coming?"

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"Nice haircut." I tell Finn as I walk beside him, trying to keep up with his longer strides. "I will miss the long hair."

"Yeah me too." Finn responds. "You know. I don't get what you see in him." His words making me confused. I follow his gaze and watch Bellamy walking ahead.

"What do you mean?" I respond confused. "I know you like him Aurora. I can tell by the look in your eyes." He replies, a deep blush rising to my cheeks.

"He's not as bad as you think." I defend Bellamy. "Maybe you're right, but I can't see it." Finn replies.

"Look! Over here!" A male yells. We all quickly rush over to him. I stand next to Bellamy as we look down a small cliff. "What is it?" He asks.

"Right there. You see it? Is that Octavia's?" The boy says, pointing his light towards. Bellamy grabs a rope from someone else. "What are you doing?" Finn asks. "We need the rope to get back up."

Bellamy quickly climbs down the rope, picking up an object from the tree branch. "It's hers. I'm going all the way down."

He disappears into the darkness, I look at Finn and Jasper. Worried looks both on their faces. I nod at them before quickly going after Bellamy, trying not to trip.

I bump into Bellamy as he crouches down, swiping his fingers on a rock. Blood coats his dirty fingers. Jasper and Finn loudly jump down causing me to jump in fright.

I place my hand on my heart as it beats faster, letting out a sigh. "Someone else was here." Bellamy states as the other two crouch down.

"The prints are deeper going that way. He was carrying her." Finn explains. "If they took her, she's alive. Like when they took me." Jasper says anxiously.

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Finn stops in his tracks, staring ahead. A shiver crawls up my spine as I look at what he was staring at. Numerous bloodied skeletons, were tied up against the trees.

I swallow back bile as I grab ahold of Bellamys jacket. "I don't speak grounder. But I'm pretty sure this means keep out." Finn responds.

Many delinquents say words of discouragement as they begin to walk away. Bellamy looks me in the eyes before looking forwards, "Go back if you want. My sister, my responsibility."

"You can leave if you want Peach." Bellamy tells me quietly. I shake my head. He lightly grabs my hand and begins to venture into the trees.

I hear Jasper and Finn talking in the background. "I'd walk into hell to find her." Jasper says. "I think we already did." Finn responds, making my anxiousness levels rise.

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Rays of sunlight began to shine through the trees as we continued the search for Octavia. I felt exhausted, as if my body was about to collapse on me.

I talked to Roma and Monroe as we look for Octavia, it was refreshing to talk to someone new for a change. They had positive energy radiating off them, lighting the mood slightly

"Hey, where's John?" Roma asks the rest of the group in concern. "I just saw him a second ago." Jasper replies, looking around the area for him.

"Spread out. He couldn't have gotten that far." Bellamy demands. Suddenly something drops in front of me, a loud gasp escaping my lips. I drop the flower in fright.

Johns body laid on the ground, his neck cut and bloodied. The others looked at him as their eyes widened. Finn and Bellamy jog up to Johns body.

"They use the trees." Finn says as we all look up towards the sky. "We shouldn't have crossed the boundary," Biggs says. "Now can we go back?" Roma suggests, I nod in agreement.

"There. Right there." Jasper says as he points a stick towards an intimidating grounder. "Another one." Biggs shakily replies.

We were cornered by grounders. Wherever we looked there would always be another one. "We should run." Finn suggests.

Bellamy looks at me worryingly, "Stick with me okay?" I nod my head as I instantly run beside Bellamy as fast as I can, my adrenaline kicking in. Leaping over any objects I could potentially trip over.

As minutes went by I began to fall behind Bellamy, struggling to keep up with his strides. "Let's go! Lets go." Biggs encourages. "What are we gonna do? They keep heading us off." Jasper questions.

"Just keep running." Finn yells at Jasper. "I can't run much longer!" Jasper yells back. "I'm not stopping for him." Biggs exclaims as he continues running further ahead.

The group stops and I stand next to Roma, instantly following her as she calls out for Biggs. My footsteps just slightly behind hers. Her panicked cries become louder as she comes face to face with Biggs.

He had blood trickling down his nose and mouth, his eyes wide open staring into our souls. I shiver slightly before using my fingertips to close his eyes peacefully.

Roma screams before running further away, I chase after her calling her name. She was leading us to our deaths. I panted as I quickly trail her steps. "Roma! Wait."

The air makes a loud whistling sound as a spear is launched into Romas chest. Blood pouring out of her mouth. She looks me in the eyes, tear pricking them. Choked words escaping her mouth, "May we meet again."

I hold her hand firmly as tears roll down my cheeks. I place my forehead on the side of her paled face, whispering to her. "May we meet again." I felt her hand go limp in mine.

"She only came because of me." Bellamy lowly whispers as he stands beside me. "They can kill us whenever they want." Finn whispers back anxiously.

"Then they should get it over with! Come on! We know you're out there! You want to kill us." Jasper begins yelling, attracting the grounds as the march closer to us.

Bellamy quickly moves away from me. I wipe my tears as we rush towards Jasper to make him stop. "They're coming!" Monroe yells.

A horn blows from the distance, I look around for the source of the noise. "That horn. What does it mean?" Jasper asks quietly. "Acid fog." Finn states as he quickly pulls out his tent.

"We have to run." Monroe suggests, I nod my head agreeing with her. "There's no time." Finn quickly chucks the tent over all of us.

We lay on the ground and move together closely in order for us to all fit. Finn and Bellamy accompany either side of me. My arms begin to ache as the sticks and rocks on the ground begin to dig into me.

I complain to Finn, "How much longer do you think we will be under here." Finn looks at me rolling his eyes, "Would you rather die to the acid fog?"

"Probably better than being stuck under this tent with you," I joke earning a slightly chuckle from Bellamy and a scoff from Finn.

"So how long are we actually supposed to wait?" Jasper asks, repeating my question. "Will this even work?" Monroe continues.

"We'll find out." Finn tells the others. Bellamy gets impatient and lifts the tent over his head, peaking outside. "No we won't. There's no fog."

"Maybe it was a false alarm." Finn comments.