The Natblida from Skaikru

6 -moaning myrtle-

Rae

"Hey so I was wondering, have you always never slept or is it just because I wasn't in the room. To provide my comforting aura for your slumber?" Murphy says in a mock posh accent.
"No I was sleeping." I tell him rolling my eyes. "But the moans from moaning myrtle woke me up."
"Moaning myrtle?" Murphy has obviously never read Harry Potter before. Well technically I wasn't meant to either it was in the book archives.
"Remember when I told you I used to sneak in the Archive room and read all those super old books?"
"Yeah.."
"Well I read a book once about these wizards and a school of magic." His eyes widened. "And in this story there are ghosts. And one ghost likes to stay in the bathroom and bother people in there. Her name was moaning myrtle. She died in a toilet."
"Well that's very odd." Murphy says trying to process the information. When the prices finally stuck together. "Ohhh that's why" I nod, "and the name." I nod again. "Ahhhh.... Took me awhile."
"I know. It's okay though Smurfy." I say as I ruffle up his hair. He grins at me. Finally excepting that the name isn't going.
"Wanna try and sleep again?" He asks me and I yawn and nod my head. Resting my head on his chest, with his arm around my side. We fall asleep, in front of the flames.

Bellamy

It's bad enough having a restless night. But those damn moans I think are bothering everyone. When I got dressed this morning, I wasn't expecting the picture I saw before me. Rae was asleep her arms wrapped around Murphys torso and her sleeping body on top of him. He was up, and running his hand through her hair. He looks up and he sees me. Shaking his head at me telling me not to talk. I nod and walk to the drop-ship, going up and seeing the whole gang up there. Monty working and cursing under his breath. Clarke checking on Jasper and then her two minions; Finn and Wells. While Octavia was just waking up. She looked at Clarke confused.
"Rae woke up in the middle of the night and left. Then fell asleep with Murphy." Clarke explains to O.
"Oh.." Standing up, brushing off the invisible dust. She walks towards Jasper and helps Clarke.
"Can someone get me Rae? I need her help." Surprised by Monty's words I tell them I'm going to get her and leave them alone.
Rae was up now and standing next to Murphy rubbing her eyes. Then opening them to land on me.
"Morning sunshine." I tell her and then continue, "Monty wants your help." She nods, turning around whispering a 'thanks' to Murphy and kissing his forehead she leaves.
Murphy stands there with a smile on his lips. And then when he notices I'm looking. He drops it and puts on a stern mask. "I'm going to check to see if we have a hunting party for tomorrow." He's about to walk away when I grab his arm.
"Why are you guys so close?" Murphy knows who I'm referring to.
"We have a mutual understanding of each other. We can see what most look over. We're each other's rocks. Even only knowing that girl for 6 months. I would die for her." He says without hesitation. Which I deeply respect him for.
"You never get used to how much love she can give can you?" I ask knowing what it's like being on the receiving end.
"No, but it just reminds you how grateful I am to have her." He smiles at me and walks away.
Lord, he's right. John Murphy is right. Rae is someone you shouldn't take for granted and I didn't fight hard enough for her.

After an hour or so, of giving commands and having the tents and camp starting to come to place. I hear a loud moan. Going into the drop-ship, I hear Clarke and Rae talk about how they cauterized his wound and could be septic. And then another moan. Octavia starts yelling. And then there's more yelling, and load screams.
"Your killing him!" Octavia screams at Rae.
"She trying to save his life, now come and hold down his legs." Clarke tells her sternly. Rae holding a hot knife cutting out the infected skin of Jaspers chest.
"You can't save him." I say coming into view. "He's a goner."
"I'm sorry if Jasper is an inconvenience to you, but down here every life matters." Clarke snaps at him, practically fuming from her ears.
"He's a lost cause, look at him." I point to the pale skating boy on the table.
Octavia looks wearily between her sister like figure and Clarke. I know I got to her.
"Listen I grew up watching my mom save people lives if I say there's hope there's hope. And me and Rae can save him." Clarke tells Octavia calmly.
"This isn't about hope, it's about guts. You don't have the guts to do this, I do. He has three days before I kill him myself." And even though Rae was quiet this entire time I could tell what I just said made her head jerk up.
"Guts? You think this is about guts?" She hisses angrily at me. "I have fucking guts. I have a will to do hard things. I have a moral compass, you jackass. Jasper can live and your giving him an ultimatum? Put yourself in his shoes Bellamy. He's not dead he can live. And your taking it away from him like a toy. That's cruel! That's monstrous! Bellamy I thought you were better this boy can live! I know it. Now you can either walk your sorry ass out or I will beat the shit out of you until you do. Because you aren't paying a finger on that boy." She tells me. Holy shit. This woman can take charge. Not wanting anymore problems I leave. Down the drop-ship needing to do something I gather the hunting group and we head out.

I needed someone to stand up to Bellamy while watching this scene. So I wrote it. I made him speechless. Haha cue the evil laugh.

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