notion • john murphy

42 - SOLUTION

Raven let out a sigh beside her as the five people left and Sayah came back to reality, resting a comforting hand on her shoulder momentarily. "You okay?" A voice questioned and both girls heads turned to Clarke.

"There is so much to do, and I get a total of five volunteers to help me fix the ship?" Raven scoffed.

"That's a start." Clarke said gently.

"I can't run this repair alone, Clarke." Raven suddenly said, body turning to Clarke fully. "Even if I had complete mobility," She glanced down. "Even if Sinclair was still alive." She sighed. "W—Who the hell am I giving them orders? I'm. . . I'm not the chief."

"You'd be a damn good one though, Raven." Sayah told her honestly.

Clarke nodded in agreement. "For what it's worth, there's nobody I trust more to do this than you. As soon as Bellamy gets back with that machine, we go public with everything and get you the help you need."

"We'll get it sorted, Raven." Sayah added.

"Am I interrupting?" A voice spoke up from behind the trio and they turned their heads to see Jaha approaching them.

"What do you want?" Raven asked him coldly.

"I was an engineer before I was Chancellor. I supervised the redesign of Sector Five." He replied.

"And how many people died from Sector Five in the culling when you sucked out the air from their lungs?" Raven asked him.

"Forty-two." Jaha answered without hesitation. "Would you like to know their names?"

Raven scoffed and went to leave but Clarke called out to her. "Raven, wait." Raven stopped in her tracks.

Clarke shared a look with Sayah and Sayah inhaled deeply. "We could use the help." She looked over to Jaha unpleasantly. "Even if it's him."

"You do remember that he's the reason Murphy left?" Raven said to Sayah as she turned to them quickly and Sayah's face fell a little. Raven turned to Clarke. "And you do know he made me cut my wrist to force your Mom to take the chip?"

Clarke nodded. "He was chipped, too."

"He searched for the City of Light, he brought Alie here, he showed her how to overcome free will." Raven continued.

"Yes. . ." Jaha admitted. "Those are my sins. And I have to live with them." His gaze travelled to Sayah for a quick moment before he looked back over to Raven.

"Raven. . ." Clarke sighed as she turned back to the girl.

Raven let out a quiet scoff. "You wanna help?" She asked Jaha, who nodded in return. "Go sort the scrap." She simply said before turning and walking away.

"Whatever you need." Jaha replied. Sayah sighed before following after Raven.

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"They're back." Clarke sighed in relief as her and Sayah made their way over to the truck where Bellamy and the others had returned. Sayah noticed the large group of tired, dirty people. Prisoners.