Regina(On Hold) // The 100

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(I know Kane left 2 days before this, but I had to change the storyline a little so it would fit with what I had planned)

Guards had a tight grip on me and dragged me to the gate with Clarke by my side. "I'm not the enemy," I kept repeating, but my voice wasn't heard by the guards in the camp. They thought we were both Grounders. I technically was.

"Secure the perimeter. Teams of three. Hundred-yard buffer," a female guard ordered. "Open the gate!" I looked up as the gate opened in front of us. "How many of you are there?" the guard asked me, but I wasn't able to get a sound out. "Let's go."

"Gotta get them to medical. Move, move."

The crowd spoke indistinctively as they saw us being dragged into camp. Some people ran, but one didn't. She approached the guard in front of us. "Wait!"

"Once the prisoners are secure," the guard said.

"She's not a prisoner," the woman said while pointing at Clarke. "She's my daughter." The woman, Dr. Griffin, runs to Clarke and kneels down to look at her face. "Clarke."

Clarke was in shock when she saw her mother, but the words she spoke were, "Help her." Clarke slowly turned to me. "She's weak."

Clarke and I were both brought to medical, and Dr. Griffin and Dr. Jackson prioritized Clarke's health over mine. "I need saline and a pressure dressing," Dr. Griffin said.

"I'm on it."

Clarke was sitting up, trying to comprehend what just happened. She didn't know whether or not she was dreaming, because we both thought Abby and Kane were dead. "I saw your ship crash," Clarke spoke up.

"I wasn't on it. I'm right here," Dr. Griffin  told her. Dr. Jackson returned with what she needed and she got ready to treat Clarke.

"No," Clarke protested and looked at me. "Not until you treat her."

Dr. Griffin didn't know what to do. "Clarke, she's a Grounder."

"No, she's not," Clarke corrected her. "She's Kane's daughter, and I won't let you treat me until I know that she'll be taken care of." Dr. Griffin backed up, shocked. She moved over to my bed and laid the pressure dressing on my leg.

"You're Jules Kane?" Dr. Griffin asked. All I could do was nod. I just needed some water and rest, and I'll hopefully be good by morning.

"Is she all right?" the guard, who I heard was Major Byrne, said.

"They will be," Dr. Griffin told her, paying more attention to my care now that she knew who I was.

"Good. Because Chancellor Kane needs to take the Grounder to speak to her leader."

Chancellor Kane?

Major Byrne looked at Clarke, being treated by Dr. Jackson for her wound and injuries. "I'm sorry, ma'am. We had no idea who she was. Where have you been?"

"Byrne," Dr. Griffin said.

"Mount Weather," Clarke told them, and she looked at me. "So was she, they almost killed her."

"The Grounders took you to Mount Weather?"

"No. The Mountain Men." Dr. Griffin helped Clarke sit up. "We have to get them out."

"Oso na nou hos of bakon der(We can't go back there)," I told Clarke. She didn't understand the language, but she heard me speak it enough that she picked up on some of the words and had a general idea of what I was saying.

"So she talks," Major Byrne said and then turned to Clarke. "Does she speak English?" Clarke lied and shook her head, and thankfully, Dr. Griffin didn't give the lie away. They knew Major Byrne would just interrogate me.