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IT WAS A WARM DAY, but the atmosphere was cold. Clarke walked emotionless and Raven's eyes were raw from crying. Taylor glanced at Bellamy and he looked just as tired as the rest of them as they trekked down the path.
Finn's body was to be returned to Tondc for the people to burn it. It was some other form of Grounder justice she didn't quite understand, but it was keeping the alliance intact so she didn't question it.
Clarke slowed down significantly just ahead of them and Bellamy moved up beside her, asking, "Hey, you doing alright?"
Though Taylor could expect the answer to that. She fell back and kept her place in the group, looking down at her feet intently to let them have their conversation.
All she could think about every time she closed her eyes was Finn, bloodied and tied to that post. She understood why Clarke did it. She agreed with it. But her friend was still dead.
Octavia, Abby, Myers and Kane walked behind her and her mother finally decided to drop in. Over the time they'd been reunited, she had discovered that her power really came from being friends with Abby and that had happened when they'd sent Raven down to see their daughters on the ground.
Elara glanced at Abby before catching up to her daughter who was still trailing behind Bellamy and Clarke.
Taylor ignored her at first, the promise she had made to Finn still swimming in her mind. She didn't have a choice, she had to talk to Raven for him. It was the last thing she had ever said to him.
"Are you okay?" Elara asked, looking at her daughter concernedly. Taylor met her mother's eyes, grief swimming in her own.
"I'm dealing. I'm not really sure what 'okay' is anymore," she confessed, turning back to look at the ground. Elara's stare hardened when she saw Bellamy glanced back at her daughter with a soft, worried look.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Elara pushed on, raising her hand in means to put it on Taylor's shoulder.
"I don't think I do, no," Taylor responded shortly, moving out of her mother's reach. "There's something I have to go do."
She moved up the line, past everyone to where Raven walked, carrying the radio that allowed them to tap into Mount Weather's frequencies. Chandler walked next to her, concern taking over every part of his features.
Taylor took a spot next to the girl and took in a small breath before speaking. "Raven, I can't tell you how sorry I am," she apologized, emotion already filling her eyes.
Raven gave her a broken look, an overall angry tone overcoming her. "Oh, you are? I thought you came here to start making excuses for Clarke,"she snapped.
