❝If I believe in one thing... Just one thing... I believe in him.❞
The 100 season one
Bellamy Blake x OC
Started September 14th, 2019
Finished October 12th, 2019
Disclaimer: I do not own the 100. All rights of this series belong to the owner...
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CONTENTS UNDER PRESSURE ᴛʜᴇ ¹⁰⁰
THE STORM WAS GETTING WORSE. Every human that came down in the dropship was inside hiding out from the cold, and keeping dry from the rainy weather. Trying to keep warm from the storm occupying the weather outside. As Raven was working on the radio, and Freya was helping her. She threw her other jacket over her shoulders as her presence still helped Raven. Finn was on the stretcher/bed they made for him, and Clarke was treating his wound the best she could. Freya was never one to learn a ton about treating people.
Helping people was her thing, but healing? She could hardly put a bandaid on herself nevertheless treating a wound on a person. It wasn't in her nature to be a doctor. Not like Clarke, not like her Mother Abby. "Calling Ark station. Please come in. Calling Ark station. I'm on the ground with the hundred. Please. We need you." She whispered the last part. "Try again," Freya said, putting her arms through the holes of the jacket after standing up and pacing.
"You're pacing isn't helping." Freya sighed, clasping her hands together.
"Well, get used to it." She was not a patient person. Being patient was not her thing. "Calling Ark station. Calling Ark station." She spoke through the fuzzy radio. "Please... calling Ark station... the hundred is alive. Please, pick up!" Raven angrily slammed her hand on the table Freya's heart jumping out of her skin. The girl wandered back to the table placing a hand on Raven's shoulder. "This is restricted station. Who is this? Please, identify yourself." "Oh, my god!" Freya yelled, not that she meant too, but when someone finally picked up she couldn't help but to feel a tiny bit excited.
"This is Raven Reyes. I-I'm from Matcha Station. I'm transmitting from the ground. The hundred are alive. Please, you need to get doctor Abby Griffin. Doctor Abby Griffin, now!" "Hang on, Raven. We're trying to boost your signal." Raven and Freya high fived. Freya couldn't help but to feel happy. "Raven? Raven are you there?" It was Abby on the other side.
"Mom," Freya choked out. How much she missed hearing her voice.
"Mom? Mom, it's me," Freya said, "We need you."
"Mom?" Clarke asked through the radio. Abby sighed with relief. "Mom, I need you're help. One of our people were stabbed by a grounder." "Clarke. This is chancellor. Are you saying there are survivors on the ground?"
"Yes, the earth is survivable, but we're not alone."
"Mom, my friend is dying. The knife is still in him. Can you save him?" Freya asked.
"Is my son with you?" Freya froze. Wells. She completely forgotten about Wells. His name brought memories back from the night Charlotte died.
