May We Meet Again

Part 3

== Abby ==

I wake up, and I'm in a dark area. My legs ache, and my brain feels foggy. I can't remember were I am. My heart starts to beat faster and I want to move, but my legs won't let me. Where am I?! I'm on a soft bed, and I can smell pine. I hear voices. I know this place. I know these voices. I just can't place them. I consider this for possibly five minutes, Then I remember- I'm back at Camp Jaha.

Three hours later...

"Hey, Abby."
I look up from the table, and Kane sits down on the seat across from me. He looks stressed, like he hasn't slept for days. None of us had, come to think of it, it's hard to believe that just thirty seven hours ago some sick, heartless scientist guy was drilling my legs for bone marrow.
"Kane." I nod, "How are you?"
He shrugs and tenses up more. There's something wrong. "What's wrong?"
He puts his palms on the table, and looks me straight in the eye.
"I have two bad news and one good- which do you want to hear first?"
"Umm, good news, I suppose."
"Cage's body was found a few miles from mount weather- Lincoln took him out." It doesn't make me feel super happy to hear some one is dead, but when I heard this news, my heart lifted a little. A sin? Not really- he killed so many to save, well, his own people- alas, he chose the least fair possible way to do it.
"And the bad news?" His face drops and he stares at the table.
"We think Thlonious is dead." My heart sinks back to were it started.
"How? He disappeared, yeah- are you sure?"
"We aren't positive, but we found one of his scarves full of blood in the woods outside of the drop ship."
"That's terrible..."
"I know- eight other people left with him, John Murphy was one of them."
I nod, letting the information sink in. I summon as much courage as I can, and say,
"What else?" Before he answered, I looked around the camp, every one busy, moving along quickly, one direction or another. I recognize almost everyone. But there's some one missing. He was still quiet.
"Have you seen Clarke?" I ask. He looks at me pity fully and scratches the back of his neck.
"She left....." He mutters. I am taken aback.
"She.... what?"
"Gone. Haven't seen her since we came in the gate yestraday. I'm so sorry Abbey." My mind wakes up, the wheels start turning.
"Why would she?"
"Guilt, most likely. She killed hundreds of people fourty some hours ago. She couldn't handle it."
"We have to send out some one to look for her, Kane! She'll die!!" My eyes start to tear up and I wipe them furiously. He puts his hand on mine. It's warm, and comforting.
"I don't think there's any point. She won't come back unless if we drag her. We live in a giant forest, she could be anywhere. It's just not possible. You know that." I do, but I couldn't just give up.
"I have to do something! I can't just- leave her."
He leans closer, stoking the back of my hand. Tears are coming, and I'm not stopping them.
"Abby, Clarke is a big girl. She knows what she's doing. She just needs a little air. She will have to come back at some point." I nod, and he leans over, kissing me on the cheek. "You will see her again. Just wait a bit." Then he gets up and leaves. Once he's out of sight, Bellamy Blake comes and sits in the chair, looking crazed and tired. I could see the wheels turning behind his eyes.
"You heard about Clarke right?" He asks, voice low. I look at him with a duh expression, and he examines my face, seeing the tears, connecting the dots.
"Do you want her to come back?"
"Of course I do." I reply.
"Then I need you to do me one simple favor." He says.
I nod, and he grins.
"I need you to kill me."