𝗔𝗟𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗦 𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗩𝗜𝗩𝗘, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝟭𝟬𝟬 (𝟭)

𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

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chapter twenty-seven, I hope so

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THE GROUP FOUND OUT THAT THE LITTLE GIRL on the table name was Tris. "I can't help her, I need equipment" Clarke pleads. "We will provide you with what we can" Anya states with no expression on her face.

"Why do you think Clarke can save her?" Nova asks looking between Anya and Clarke.

"Lincoln told her."

"Yes. Our healer is gone. There's nothing we can do for her. For their sake, I hope you can" Anya says pointing to Finn and Nova. Nova furrows her eyebrows and swallows a large gulp down her throat.

"Clarke... You can do this" Nova says reassuringly placing a hand on her shoulder softly. Clarke nods then brings her attention towards Anya. "What happened to her?" Clarke asks curiously.

"She was on the bridge when your bomb exploded. You did this to her" Anya answers and Nova's eyes go wide slightly, and she looks over at Clarke.

It's their fault.

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ANYA HAD STEPPED BACK AND CLARKE began helping Tris with the help of Nova and Finn also. But it was obvious she wasn't getting any better right now. "Clarke, she's getting worse" Nova says panicking a bit and rubbing the top of her forehead.

"Help me lift her up" Clarke orders as Nova and Finn lift Tris up and Clarke begins examining her.

"Oh, my God, here we go. She's not moving any air on the left. There's fluid pressing on her lungs" Clarke says and Nova furrows her eyebrows and looks at Tris stomach and back. "There's no entry wound, Clarke" Nova says.

"No. It wasn't shrapnel. It was trauma. The force of the explosion, it hit her in the chest. She's drowning in her own blood. She can't breathe. I have to relieve the pressure. I need a small tube, something rigid the size of my finger" Clarke says putting her finger in the air making the grounder look through the box of tools and hand her what she needed.

Clarke nodded and cut into Tris to allow some of her blood to be sucked out so she can breathe.

"What have you done?" Anya asks stepping in between Nova and Finn, looking over at Clarke.

"No. You don't understand. She couldn't breathe-" Clarke says before Anya shoves her to the ground. "Hey! She was just trying to save her" Nova shouts as Anya pushes Nova against the wall causing Nova to put her hands up in the air while Anya placed her forearm on Nova's neck.

"Clarke w-was just trying to save her. I'm sorry" Nova begs as she breathes heavily and looks into Anya's eyes. "Save her now!" Anya demands as she lets go of Nova. Clarke, Nova and Finn walk back over to Tris and notice she's breathing better.

"She's breathing a little better, but even if we can save her, what happens then?" Clarke says looking at Nova. "Then let's pray we don't die today" Nova sighs as Anya comes over to feel the top of Tris's head.

"She's hot" Anya says and Nova quickly looks to Clarke in panic. "Her heart rate is way up. She's probably septic" Clarke mumbles feeling her pulse while Anya furrows her eyebrows in confusion.

"What does that mean?" Anya questions.

"It means her blood is poisoned" Clarke states slamming her hand on the table before going back to an unconscious Tris on the table. Nova and Finn look through a bunch of stuff in the box of tools they provided.

"What about this stuff?" Finn asks pulling a tool. "That slows bleeding" A grounder answered, and Clarke shook her head "Coagulant. No. Lincoln had that same stuff at the dropship" Clarke says.

"I don't see any antibiotics. Maybe that lake seaweed? That helped Jasper" Nova suggests and Clarke pushes her hair back away from her face. "She doesn't need seaweed. She needs real medicine. How could you send a little girl into battle? What is wrong with you people?" Clarke says turning around sharply and looking at Anya.

"She was with me. She was my second. It's how we train them to be warriors" Anya states confidently. "Oh, so the killing can just go on and on" Clarke says rudely and Nova and Finn look to each other before trying to stop Clarke from talking.

"You put the bomb on the bridge. You did this to her" Anya states pointing to Tris who starts coughing and wheezing violently. "She needs clean blood" Clarke says looking to Nova and Finn.

"Transfusion?" Nova and Finn say at the same time. "Okay. There's no tubing. So, we need a syringe, the biggest one you can find, and I need a cannula. It's like a hollow needle" Clarke explains quickly as Finn looks through the box.

After a while Finn decided to make his own hollow needle to do the transfusion. "It's as sharp as it's going to get" Finn says and Nova nods. "Great. Thanks" Clarke says as she cleans the needle and looks to Anya.

"I'm going to need your blood" Clarke states and Anya steps back. "No" Anya says. "She'll die if you don't" Nova states joining the conversation.

"Clarke, if you're going to do something, you have to do it now. Just use mine" Finn says putting his arm out and Clarke starts trying to find a vein. "I can't find a vein. She's clamping down. She's lost too much blood" Clarke says as she feels on Tris's chest starting to panic.

Nova and Finn realize that Tris is not breathing. "Clarke, she's gone" Nova says putting her hand on Clarke's. Clarke looks up and shakes her head as a tear falls down her cheek.

"Take them away and kill them. Both of them!" Anya orders as two men grab Nova and Finn. Nova doesn't let go of Clarke's hand.

"Nova! Please!" Clarke begs as Nova's hand leaves hers and is taken away.

Nova and Finn were thrown in to a cell. A cold, rusty cell. Nova falls to the ground and sniffles as tears fill her eyes. The grounder slams the cell shut and locks it. "Let us out! Hey!" Finn shouts as he bangs on the cell door, but the grounders just walk away.

"Hey!" Finn shouts and Nova sighs loudly. "There not letting us out!" Nova shouts and Finn roughly sits down next to her. Nova covers her face and wipes her tear-filled eyes.

"Clarke's going to get us out of here. She'll help us" Finn says and Nova nods her head. "I hope so" Nova states.

"Memento Mori" Nova whispers (remember that you have to die).