"The sky is the source of light in nature and governs everything." -John Constable
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97 years after a nuclear apocalypse killed everything on Earth...
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The group is walking for a while silently until Bellamy catches up to Skye who leads the others.
His gun is on his hand now. "Hey, hold up. What's the rush? You don't survive a spear through the heart."
Wells rolls his eyes. "Put the gun away Bellamy."
Murphy takes a confident step forward. "Well, why don't you do something about it, huh?"
Skye shoots them both a death stare, shutting them up. "Jasper screamed when they moved him. If the spear struck his heart, he'd have died instantly. It doesn't mean we have time to waste."
Bellamy gently grabs her wrist. "As soon as you take this wristband off, we can go."
She pulls her arm away from him with irritation. "The only way the Ark is gonna think I'm dead is if I'm dead. Got it?"
He smirks at her. "Brave princess." He glances at Clarke. "And her little sister."
Finn suddenly appears out of nowhere, pulling Clarke away. "Hey, why don't you find your own nickname? You call this a rescue party? Got to split up, cover more ground. Clarke, come with me. Skye, you too."
Bellamy holds his hands up. "I just think it's a little odd that the council allowed the Griffins to have two kids, when my mother was floated for the same thing." He speaks.
Murphy nods. "Yeah, that's privilege if I've ever seen it."
"Shut up, Murphy." Wells growls.
Clarke grabs onto Skye's arm to pull her away but Skye stands upright, facing Bellamy. "Take that up with the council." She tells him.
This time, both Finn and Clarke pull her away, leading her down a different path.
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Somehow the group split up again, a while later. Clarke with Finn. Wells with Murphy. Skye with Bellamy.
She walks ahead of him, feeling his eyes on her. She regrets inviting him.
They come to a clearing of the trees and look down to see a waterfall and a gentle stream.
She huffs out a laugh. "At least we won't have to worry about water."
He walks in front of her and suddenly takes off his shirt and gets into the water, with a cocky grin.
She rolls her eyes, trying to avoid looking at him as she fills up a container on the edge of a rock. "Come on, Bell. We don't have time for this."
