Survivors

Chapter 12- Moving Day

Clarke Griffin:

"Take anything you can carry. Weapons, blankets, and food are our main priorities. We know that we haven't had an acceptable past with the grounders, but we will get to that subject when the time comes." Everyone looks depressed. Why leave the safety of the walls and expose yourself to the grounders, reapers, mountain men and mysterious fog? Because it's best to ask than to force knowledge out of the grounders.

"There is no reason to be scared," Bellamy reassures. "sure they have more knowledge about earth, but we have more knowledge of technology, weapons," he turns and faces me. "and ways to keep people alive." Now everyone pumps their fists into the air. He can really get their adrenaline flowing. Everyone walks away, packing their things. I give Bellamy a slight nod and head towards the drop-ship. Ali is asleep and beads of sweat cover her head and neck. I grab a wet, cool cloth and dab her fare skin. If she really is my sister, Ali would do it for me. She's managed to sit up on her own a couple of times, but she's in no shape to trek to the grounders camp.

"We are going to have to make a stretcher to carry her out of this graveyard." I whip my head around to see Bellamy, leaning against the drop-ship. My mind wonders to last night when he told me that he needed me. Did he mean it or was he just not thinking...

"Yeah...um...I was thinking the same thing." I turn back to Ali so that Bellamy would not see me blushing and began to wash her neck again.I hear him laugh and look at him with an offended look. "What?"

"You can't handle this, Princess?!?" He gestures to his body. I roll my eyes and chuck the wet cloth at his face, but he catches it in midair. "Your gonna pay after we whip some Grounders up for dinner."

"Yeah whatever. Your too afraid to hit a girl, your just attracted to them." He smirks and looks to the ground than back at me.

"I never said I was going to hit you." I try and stop a smile that was threatening to take over my face, but I couldn't.

Bellamy Blake:

"Okay, come on lovebirds." I hear Octavia behind me say. I turn back to Clarke.

"Get her ready to be out of here in 10." It's like all of a sudden, our joking time turned into something serious. She nods in agreement. I walk out with Octavia. She exchanges glances, smiling in mockery. "What?" I ask.

"What was going on back there? Between you and Clarke!"

"Nothing was going on back there! We were just talking about how we need to get a stretcher ready for Ali." I think that she can see my cheeks turning pink because her smile gets bigger as she shakes her head. She suddenly stops.

"Everyone's ready." I see people, staring at me with bags in their hands and guns, slung across their shoulders.

"Bellamy!" Clarke yells. She runs up to me and I see Finn and Miller carrying Ali on the stretcher. Ali has finally woken up.

"You okay, Griffen?" I ask. She solutes like a soldier which makes me grin. "Okay then, everyone, let's head out. And do we all leave the camp, taking anything we can, and awaiting to journey towards our death wish.