Earth's Echo (The 100)

Reconnecting

I she still feverish?" I heard Bellamy asking Clarke who was changing damp cloth that was resting on my forehead.

"Yeah, but she's not throwing up blood anymore." She said putting now the cool cloth on.

"Why is it taking her so long to recover?" He asked. I knew he was watching me, but for the life of me I couldn't open my exhausted eyes. "Raven recovered yesterday, and she got sick two days after Echo."

"Well she did spend those two days taking care of everyone else. She exhausted herself to the brink of who knows what, if she exerted herself any more she could have died." Clarke said petting back my sweaty gross hair.

"She did die." Bellamy stated plainly. "Is she sleeping right now?"

"I don't think so," She said. "She seems responsive, but she has drifted in and out of sleep throughout the day, she keeps mumbled nonsense."

"Like what?" He asked getting closer.

"She keeps mumbling names. She keeps saying Mom and Dad. She's says Wells' and my name too, along with Octavia, and names I don't know, probably people she knew on the Ark." She said.

"Anyone else?" Bell asked.

"Well, she has said Anthony's name, but she's said your name too." She said.

"Oh, well, tell me when she get's better." He said walking out. Before I had time to process what was going on I fell back into a sleep.

*****

I awoke to sweat pooling on my skin. Sweating was good for me, it helped get rid of the virus, but it was super uncomfortable. Not wanting to drown in my own sweat, I pushed off my blankets, and I tried to get up.

I was stiff, but it felt good to move. My eyes were foggy, but after I rubbed away the sick, I saw that people were sleeping, and I glanced towards the door and saw that it was night time. Shaking away the dizziness, I stood up, and hobbled towards the door.

My body felt like it weighed a ton, and my head felt like it had a balloon inside it and it was on the brink of popping. However, as soon as I pushed back the tarp that blocked the wind from getting in the drop ship, I instantly felt better.

The cool air felt nice on my burning skin, and the fresh air seemed to clear my head. Stepping down the ramp, I saw that only a few people were up, and they were the guards. Miller, who was the nearest to me, looked down and smiled. He hopped down from the wall, and hiked over to me. "You feeling any better?" He asked looking me over. "You still look sickly."

"Yeah, I still feel like shit." I muttered blinking away a few stray dots that were creeping into my gaze.

"Do you want me to get you anything?" He asked.

I shook my head smiling at his concern. "No, I just came out for the air." I said. "You should probably go back to your post, I don't want you getting in trouble because of me."

"Feel better," He smiled going back to the wall and pulling himself up.

I started walking towards the middle of the camp, and then towards the exit, but right before I could get to the exit, my vision went blurry, and I got dizzy. My legs went out from under me, but before I could hit the ground, strong arms grabbed me around my waist holding me. "Woah, there." It was Bellamy.

He helped me right myself so that I was standing, but he kept his arm around my waist, which I was thankful for. "Thanks." I said blinking rapidly hoping it would make me feel better.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked. "You should be resting."

"I was hot, and I wanted some fresh air, hoping it would make me feel better." I said leaning my body against his which was warm. After being out in the cold, I was shaking from the chill.