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MAKING THEIR WAY BACK, Adelaine tried to stop her tears. "Clarke! Where's Clarke!" Jasper yelled.
"Get clarke now!" Adelaine shouted at the crowd. "I'm here, whats up?" Clarke said and made her way to them, gasping when she saw Bellamy carry Dylan inside the camp. "Dylan? Oh my god." Clarke breathed out. Raven made her way to them. "Oh my god." Raven said. Adelaine turn to her. "Raven?" Adelaine gasped, raven turned to her and went running to give the girl a hug.
"He's alive." Clarke told them. Adelaine sighed out of relief, her breathing still fast.
"Adelaine wouldn't let me take the knife out." said Jasper. Adelaine, though her mother was a rebellious drunk, learned a few things (very little things) from her mother when She would read her books about the earth, before she became reckless. She knew not to take the knife out, that it would lower his chances of survival.
"No, that's was a good call. Get him in the drop ship, now." She told the people carrying Dylan. "Now!" Adelaine yelled. The others took Dylan to the drop ship. Adelaine tried to slow down her breathing. "Clarke! Can you save him!" Raven asked.
"No, not me, i need my mother." She said. "I need to talk to her."
"There's still no radio!" Raven yelled.
"Raven, fix it! Go!" Clarke told the scared girl, making raven run to go fix the radio. Adelaine stumbled on her feet. Her wrists were still numb but still, she put them on her face, covering her eyes, crying. "God please." She prayed. "Adelaine! Are you okay?" Clarke asked, worriedly.
"I'm fine! Go save him!" Adelaine said trying not to sound too harsh. Adelaine began walking to her tent before sitting her self down, putting her hands through her hair. Bellamy walked into her tent and up to the girl. "He's gonna be okay." He said, making Adelaine shake her head, "He should've never came." She said, as she felt her breathing go faster. "Adelaine, he's going to be okay, i promise." He said, kneeling down, grabbing her hands out of her face, forcing her to look at him. He looked down at her hands, Her hands all bloody, and looked like it was gonna start bruising. Bellamy's jaw clenched.
He turned his focus back on the girl, "Breathe."
The girl breathed in and out, slowing down her breathing. She frowned before pulling him into a hug. "You're okay. He's gonna be okay." Bellamy said as he rubbed her back, he looked at her forehead, her stitches coming loose. Adelaine looked up at him, taking in all his features. She knew he was attractive, but something felt different. She looked to his eyes, and then to his lips. "Ads." Octavia said, making her way inside the tent.
