"prisoners of the ark, hear me now"
in which a councillors daughter, a girl who doesn't exist, and a hotshot engineer find out how to survive on the dead planet of earth
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seasons 1-2 of the 100
multiple love interests for mu...
"since when do you need permission to protect your friends?"
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CAMP JAHA WAS NOT HOME. Home was the dropship camp. Home was the chatter of delinquents, the smell of the smoky fire, and the wall that they had made from scratch that stretched around the camp. Home was the tents that they shared. Waverly who shared with Harper and Fox, Jasmine with Octavia, and Hazel with Sam. Home was the delinquents, gathered together as they became a family, having only each other to rely on down there.
Home was not Camp Jaha, created of the Alpha Station part of the Ark.
Waverly wasn't sure it ever would. Maybe when she found her friends and brought them back, if they could find them in time. She had seen what the Grounders had done to Murphy, had seen the bodies littered around the dropship. There was no telling if they were okay. The longer it took to go searching, the less likely it was that they would find them.
Waverly wanted to shake her father, filled with frustration with how long it was taking him to put together a search party to go find them. He also refused to let her go out searching, having her trapped there. She never thought she'd miss the days of her father being nothing more than a Council member, but it proved true as she grew tired of him being the Chancellor pretty quickly.
She missed Thelonious Jaha, who had stayed behind on the Ark to send the stations down. It was something she never thought she would feel, but found she preferred Jaha's ruling to her father.
Waverly spent most of her time in medical, despite being cleared. Abby wrapped up the burns on her arm, cleaning and stitching the other slashes over her body. She did the same with Jasmine and Hazel, the three being cleared from medical. Raven still remained there.
Abby walked into the tent, looking to where Raven laid across a bed. "How are you feeling?"
Raven breathed in deeply, sharply hitching in her throat as she exhaled. "Awesome," she muttered out, smiling through the pain she pushed through.
Waverly and Finn both quickly corrected, "she's lying."
"I know that face." Raven looked across to where Abby stood, something unsaid in her expression. "Just spit it out, Abby."
"The bullet is still shifting. That's why you're in pain." Abby explained. "I was hoping it would stabilize by now."
"So, how about you take it out?" Raven asked.
"Raven, we need to talk about that." Abby walked forward, looking softly down at her patient. "The bullet is pressing on your spine. If we leave it in, you'll live, but you'll never walk again."
Waverly looked down at her friend, already knowing what miserable life would be ahead of Raven if she couldn't walk. It didn't matter as much in space. Raven could manage being a zero-gravity mechanic without her legs. It was not the same down on Earth. "What happens if you take it out?" She brought herself to ask.
