She wasn't even supposed to be on the dropship going down to Earth.
As the youngest zero-g mechanic on the ark (as well as an engineer but she wouldn't dare speak of it in Raven's presence), Althena Chen was tasked-along with other senior mechanics...
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"Bellamy?"
"What?" His deep voice grumbled as Thena stirred from her sleep beside him. He pulled her closer to his chest and adjusted the blanket over her shoulders.
"Is..." The person outside the tent hesitated. "Is Thena with you?"
The tent was silent for a moment until Thena once again stirred.
"Yeah..." Thena spoke up groggily and half-asleep, eyes still closed. "I'm here..." She mumbled almost slipping back into her sleep as the person pondered what to say next.
"Well, are you... uh... are you decent?"
She could feel Bellamy chuckling beside her as she slapped his chest to get him to stop.
"Yeah, I am," she yawned, sitting up from the bed and out of the arms of a grumbling Bellamy. She stretched her arms up as Bellamy stared up at her with half-lidded eyes.
"Come on in, Mon," Thena called out.
Monty walked inside and shrieked, covering his eyes, "You said you guys were decent!"
Thena moved her head towards Bellamy who lay in bed shirtless, an arm behind his head with a smug smirk.
She rolled her eyes, "I am. That's just Bellamy being Bellamy."
Monty slowly peeked through his hands and saw Thena was indeed fully clothed. He cleared his throat, "Clarke and Finn still aren't back."
Bellamy raised his brows, "So? They could just be out there doing God knows what."
"They were with a kid," Monty continued. "Myles. All three of them are still missing."
At this news, Bellamy sat up in alert. "How long have they been gone?"
"Ever since the hunting trip..."
Thena and Bellamy shared a look before she stood up with a purpose and slipped on her jacket and shoes, "I'll go get the guns."
She kissed Bellamy on the cheek, "Put on a shirt, will you? I'll meet you at the gate."
"Don't lie and say you aren't enjoying this," he teased as he stood up.
"I didn't say anything."
Thena was quick to turn and left his tent, Monty quickly following her.
"Raven made walkie-talkies," Monty informed her.
Her eyebrows rose, "What? When?"
A blush rose to Monty's cheeks, "When you were... preoccupied."
She rolled her eyes. "It wasn't like that," she shoved Monty's shoulders. "What'd she use?"
