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contents under pressure september 26th, 2149 good job, sherlock
IF AVA HAD A FIRM grip on reality, she would choke it.
The radio finally had a semi-stable connection and Raven was through to med bay on the Ark, meaning Clarke was able to speak to her mother and Abby was able to talk her daughter through the procedure that would hopefully save Finn.
All of this was amazing news and majorly lifted everyone's spirits, especially Ava's.
With her hands covered in Monty's moonshine, Ava was standing next to Clarke, awaiting further instruction, ready to get that knife out of Finn's side. Though she still had a ridiculous headache, and her arm was burning for whatever reason, she was feeling rather optimistic about Finn's health.
Well, that was until Bellamy fucking Blake walked through the door.
Ava's chest, which was previously feeling light and warm with hope, was suddenly crushed with the weight of dread. Because behind Bellamy were three figures. Two were delinquents and the third was the very same grounder that had stabbed Finn.
