The Ruling - Bellamy Blake

10. Dr. Griffin

Raven is using the radio trying to get the Ark, while people are outside trying to fight the storm.

Raven got through to them and is asking for Abby.
"Mom it's me." Clarke says.
"Clarke?"
"I need your help. One of our people was stabbed by a grounder."
"Clarke this is the Chancellor. Are you saying there are survivors on the ground?"
"Yes, the earth is survivable. We're not alone."
"Doctor Griffin, he's dying." I say impatiently. We can have this whole conversation after Finn is safe. "The knife is still in his chest." She asks to be patched to medical as Clarke breaks the news to the Chancellor that his son his dead. I can't help but wonder how he feels knowing that he's the one who sent his son to die.

"I'm gonna talk you through it step by step." Abby says before the storm starts making it cut out.

Octavia comes in with flasks. I smell it. It smells like straight alcohol.
"Monty's moonshine." Clarke says.
"Pretty sure no germ can survive it." Octavia says. I nod while scoffing slightly. I don't think anyone can.

The storm is only getting worse.
"Monroe, close the doors." I say.
"We still have people out there."
"Monty and Jasper still aren't back yet. Neither is Bellamy." Octavia says.
"It's fine. They'll find somewhere to ride it out." Clarke says. I'm not sure what made them think it was a good idea to leave right before a storm.

Raven comes with a needle.
"I still need something to close it with."
"There's some wire on the second level. I use it for the tents."
"Stay away from the blue wires that run through the ceiling. I rigged it to the solar cells in the roof. That means they're hot. You got that?" Raven yells after her.

"Hey, they're back!" Monroe yells. I turn to see Bellamy walk in followed by Monty and Jasper who are dragging in the grounder. I gasp in shock. What the hell did they do?
"The hell are you doing?" Octavia asks him.
"It's time to get some answers."
"Oh you mean revenge?"
"I mean intel. Get him upstairs."

"Bellamy she's right." Clarke says.
"Clarke, honey, we're ready." Abby says. "Can you hear me?"
"Look this is not who we are."
"Clarke?"
"It is now." Bellamy says before looking at me and walking out. I don't even have time to worry about what they're doing. We need to worry about saving Finn right now.

Clarke begins describing the puncture to Abby while sterilizing her hands. She hands it to me and I do the same before passing it to Raven. She takes a sip before doing so as well.

"Hey watch it!" I hear someone yell.
"We need to clear the room." Clarke says. I nod turning to the group of people.

"Everyone! Upstairs! Now." I say to them. A few start going upstairs while others just stare at me. "Do you wanna go outside in the storm? Those are your only options." I say and they get upstairs too.

"Is there any fluid leaking from the wound?" She asks.
"Uh, no."
"That's good. That's really good. He got lucky."
"You hear that? You got lucky." Raven whispers to him.
"Alright Clarke. Firm grip on the knife. You're gonna need to angle it upward and to the left. Very slightly to the left."
"How very slightly?" I ask trying to be as precise as possible.
"3 mill-." She cuts out.
"3 what? Millimeters?" I ask.
"3 millimeters. Got it?"
"I got it."

"Steady hand, Clarke. You've assisted me on trickier procedures than this. And once that knife is out, the hard part is over."

There's a loud rumble.
"Extracting now." She says reaching for it. Finn starts waking up.
"Hold him down." I say to Raven while holding down his legs.
"Nice and slow, Clarke."
"Finn don't move. I almost got it."

There's another rumble and I fall back. I sit up, groaning as all my wounds just got more noticeable, and see Finn on the floor and Clarke on the other side holding the knife.

"It's out. She did it." Raven says. I walk over and help lift him back up. I grab the needle while Clarke grabs the wire. She puts the wire through and begins sewing the wound.
"Done."
"Good. Do you have something to cover the wound?"
"We'll make do, like always."
"Should he be this pale? Warm too." Raven asks. I reach and touch him.
"He's lost a lot of blood Raven, but if your boyfriends anywhere near as tough as you, I'm sure he'll be fine."
"No, wait Dr. Griffin, she's right. he's feverish, and his breathing is uneven." I say.
"You need to give him time to recover. Let me know if it gets any worse, but I think he might just be out of the woods."
"Well, here there is nothing but woods. I need a break." Clarke says.
"Clarke, wait. Raven, Nova, could you give us a few minutes?"
"Yes, of course I'm gonna go check up on Bellamy." I say walking away.

I climb up and see them around the grounder while holding a book. One of the guys stands infront of me.
"Get the hell out of my way." I say.
"Let her through." Bellamy says. Miller steps out of my way and I walk over to the grounder. He's been beaten and badly.

"If he didn't hate us before, he does now." I mutter. Bellamy grabs my arm pulling me away.
"Who cares? How's Finn?"
"Alive, and his people will care, Bell. What are we gonna do when they come looking for him?"
"Relax, Nov. No one saw us take him. He was chained up in that cave the entire time, and thanks to the storm we didn't see a soul on the way back."

There's a loud thud making me almost fall. Bellamy grabs my arm accidentally touching the wound and I wince.
"Why haven't you taken care of that?" He asks looking at my arm.
"We're not gonna be able to defend ourselves Bell." I say ignoring his question.
"Okay, in case you missed it his people are already killing us." He says opening up the book to show me lines and some are crossed out.

I glance up at the grounder.
"This is war." I mutter.
"Yes, it is."
"You know Clarke won't go for it." I say.
"Our people are being killed. She'll have to realize it soon enough."

"Nova! He's seizing!" I hear Clarke yell.
"Shit. I'll be back." I say before running downstairs.

Clarke is holding him down.
"Wheres Abby?" I ask running to his side.
"The storm killed the radio." Raven says.
"Shit." I mutter. I hold him down until it stops.
"We need to turn him. His mouths foaming." I say.

"Does that mean the knife hit something?" Raven asks.
"This isn't blood it's something else." Clarke says.
"It's poison." I say putting the pieces together. "Stay here. I'll get the antidote." I say grabbing the knife and running upstairs.