「 ✦ Bambi- Bellamy Blake ✦ 」

Saudade

a nostalgic longing to be near again to someone that is distant

"Good. Because I did it... I think." Jasper called out, his tone a mix of uncertainty and triumph.

Athena, standing a few paces away, turned towards him. Her eyes, filled with a desperate hope, met his. She forced a smile, though it trembled on her lips. 

She hoped that his rescue hadn't come too late.

Miller's voice cut through the tension in the dropship. "I'm closing that door," he announced, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Both Clarke and Athena sprang to their feet at the same time. "Bellamy is still out there and so is Octavia," Athena said urgently, her eyes darting to Miller.

Finn, who had been sitting against the wall, looked up at Athena. "I think she might be with Lincoln," he said, attempting to reassure her.

Athena's face softened momentarily with a flicker of hope. "And Bellamy?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, craving good news.

Finn's expression turned grim. He shook his head slowly, unable to meet her gaze. Athena's shoulders slumped in defeat, the weight of the situation pressing down on her.

In the silence that followed, she noticed Clarke heading for the dropship's exit. Determined not to be left behind, Athena quickly followed.

Athena's heart hammered in her chest as she scanned the scene, desperately searching for any sign of Bellamy amidst the swirling madness.

Clarke's voice cut through the clamor, sharp and urgent. "All right, everyone get inside now!" she shouted, her command slicing through the chaos.

Athena's eyes darted frantically her senses overwhelmed by the screams and the bursts of gunfire. Glimpses of grounders and flashes of grenades filled her vision, obscuring her search for Bellamy.

A sudden tug on her arm yanked her down, pulling her out of the line of fire just as arrows whistled past. Clarke's hand tightened around hers, the urgency in her grip mirroring the urgency in her eyes.

Gunshots echoed in Athena's ears, each one a sharp punctuation mark in the chaotic symphony of battle.

Beside her, Finn huddled against the makeshift barricade, his eyes wide with fear as he scanned their surroundings. "There he is!" he called out suddenly.

Athena's head snapped in the direction of Finn's outstretched arm, her heart leaping into her throat as she followed his gaze. 

Through the haze of smoke and the flurry of activity, she caught a fleeting glimpse of Bellamy's familiar figure.

"He's never gonna make it. Bellamy, run!" Clarke shouted, her words carrying a desperate edge.

Bellamy's eyes locked with Athena's across the chaos, their gazes filled with equal parts fear and desperation. Athena felt her heart clench as she watched him, her mind struggling to process the distance between them. 

She knew he wasn't going to make it, especially as she saw a grounder closing in on him, a glint of malice in his eyes.

"Bellamy!" Athena's scream echoed through the chaos, raw with anguish and fear. She moved to dart out from behind the safety of the bags, her instinct to help overwhelming her sense of self-preservation.

But before she could take a single step, Finn's arm shot out, wrapping around her waist.

"Finn, let me go!" Athena struggled against his hold, her eyes never leaving Bellamy's faltering figure as tears streaked down her face. 

Every fiber of her being screamed to break free, to rush to Bellamy's aid, but she knew deep down that it would only lead to her own demise.

Athena's heart pounded in her chest as Finn's grip suddenly released her. Before she could react, she watched in disbelief as he stormed towards the grounder, a fierce determination etched on his face. With a swift, decisive motion, he pushed the grounder away, freeing Bellamy from his grasp.

Clarke's voice rose above the chaos, her screams now directed at Finn. "What are you doing, Finn? Get back here!" she shouted, her words a desperate plea tinged with panic.

Athena felt the urge to follow Finn, to stand by his side and fight alongside him, but Clarke's firm hand on her arm held her back. 

Beside her, Miller joined Clarke in restraining Athena.

"You can't save everybody. Let's go! Let's go," Miller yelled, the urgency in his tone cutting through Athena's turmoil. Ignoring her protests, he grabbed her firmly by the arm, pulling her towards the safety of the dropship.

Athena fought against Miller's hold, her gaze fixed on Bellamy as he turned to look back at her. Tears streamed down her face as their eyes met, a silent exchange of understanding passing between them. 

In that fleeting moment, Bellamy offered her a small, reassuring smile, a beacon of hope amidst the chaos that surrounded them.

But before Athena could reach out to him, she was forcibly dragged away, the image of Bellamy's smile burned into her memory as she was pulled into the relative safety of the dropship.

"Miller, let me out!" Athena's voice cracked with desperation, her pleas drowned out by her own sobs. Tears streaked down her cheeks as Miller pushed her back towards the rear of the dropship.

With a firm grip, Miller handed her off to another boy, who held her back as the dropship door began to close. Athena's heart pounded in her chest as she watched the door seal shut, sealing her off from the chaos outside. She had stopped sobbing now, her eyes glazed over as she stared into the empty space before her.

Time seemed to blur as Athena drifted into a daze, her mind numbed by the overwhelming turmoil of the situation. 

She barely registered the presence of a grounder as they entered the dropship, the shouts and cries of the others fading into the background.

The air grew thick with tension as the grounders began to bang on the door, their presence looming over them like a dark shadow. 

Athena's heart hammered in her chest as the temperature inside the dropship rose, the heat becoming unbearable.

Amidst the chaos, Clarke's voice cut through the clamor, her words a defiant declaration echoing through the confined space.

"We are not grounders"

4/6/24  (21:24)

well thats a wrap </3