The 100!

Chapter 4

"Isobel!" Bellamy calls again. Unaware that his daughter was found. Octavia and Raven are on their way back to camp with her now. Lincoln's out looking for Bellamy and his search party.

"Bellamy, I hear something!" Monty calls out as he, Jasper and Finn walk around the turn to see what he heard. Bellamy followed closely behind. It was not a little girl.

"Lincoln!? What are you doing out here?!" Bellamy yelled. Lincoln put his hands up and Bellamy calmed down.

"Me, Octavia and Raven went looking for Isobel too. We found her. Octavia and Raven took her back to camp, j came too look for you." Lincoln said cAlmy. Bellamy heard that and he started to cry. His little girl was found. She was safe And hopefully okay.

"Is she okay?" Bellamy said, his voice breaking. Lincoln nodded.

"I think she'll be fine. When we found her she was passed out. A trail of blood about 1 km behind her and a big gash on her head. Clarke should be able to fix her." Lincoln said, Bellamy nodded and sighed. He took a deep breath. He turned his back and walked away.

"I'm going to see my daughter." He called back to the 4 guys. They followed behind him all the way back to camp.

~Meanwhile~

"Clarke!!" Raven yelled as she entered camp. She ran ahead of Octavia, who was carrying a 60 pound little girl on her back. She ran ahead to warn Clarke and get as much help as she could for when Octavia came with Isobel.

"Raven? Did you find her? Isobel? Where's Octavia and Lincoln? Bellamy?" Clarke asked as she walked over to Raven, who was breathing heavily. Raven took a deep breath.

"We found her. We followed a trail of blood about 1 km long. Isobel was passed out with a pretty nasty gash on her head. Octavia's behind me with her. I ran ahead to et help. Lincolns gone to find Bellamy. " Raven said. Clarke gasped and quickly composed herself and remained calm. She went to gather some supplies she'll need to save Isobel, if they're not too late.

Octavia walked into the camp a few minutes later. Looking tired and worried. Carrying a little girl in her arms. Blood covering her hands. She quickly made her way to medical. Clarke following right behind her.

"Okay, put her down here." Clarke instructs Octavia. Octavia nods and gently lays Isobel down on the table.

"Can you lift your hand from the wound, I need to clean it." Clarke says. Octavia nods and takes her hand off, it's covered in blood.

"Isobels head has stopped bleeding, that's a good sign. I can stitch her up good as new." Clarke said, getting the stuff ready to sticth up Isobels head. Octavia nodded.

"When will she wake up?"

"Well, it's hard to say. I don't know how long she was down before you found her, but she's lost slot of blood, so she'll be sleepy for a while and it's probably best to stay alseep so her body and repair the damage caused by the blood loss." Clarke said to Octavia, who was starting to tear up. Clarke put her arm around Octavia and hugged her.

"She'll be okay." ClAkre reassured her. Octavia nodded.

"When did she run away? Then j can at least get a time frame. And where did the trail of blood start? You said it was fresh blood?" Clarke began to ask. She wanted to know all these things so she could determine what to do after the stitches. She knew she'd lost an enormous amour of blood, but she needs a time when she lost consciousness out to be able to decide when she'll wake up and what to do.

Octavia shook her head. "I don't know."

"Can you try and think? Please, it'll be really helpful." Clarke pushed, stitching up Isobels head gently. Octavia nodded. She cleared her throat and began to talk to Clarke.

"Well Bellamy came to me around 11 am, looking for Isobel. I have no idea when he last saw her. He left right after that. When we found the blood it was about 3 km from the safe end of the forest, by the stream. It went on for about another km when we found her. That's really all I got. It took us about an hour to get to her, but I don't know any more than that. Ask Bellamy." Octavia suggested. Clarke nodded. She stood up and washed her hands. She put a bandage around Isobels head. She walked back to Octavia.

"She's done. I'd like to keep her here over night where I can keep an eye on her. But feel free to stay. You and Bellamy both. " Clarke said. Octavia nodded and hugged her.

"Thanks Clarke."

"No problem." Clarke said and returned the hug and walked out of the medical tent.

~ A little while later~

"Octavia!" Bellamy called across camp when he got back through the gates. Octavia heard her bother and ran to meet him. She hugged him tight, he did the same.

"Where is she? Where's my little girl?" Bellamy asked, worried. Octavia sshed him and took his hand gently.

"She's in medical. Clarke stitched her up, but she's still not awake. Clarke said that's normal and probably a good thing with the amour of blood loss. She has to Stay over night and be monitored but we can stay too." She explained to her brother. His worried look started to fade and he nodded.

"Thank you, O." E said. She nodded.

"No problem. Quick question though, Bell, when did Isobel run away? Clarke wants to know." Octavia asked her brother.

"She came to me when j was with Atom and Murphy around 10. I told her to go with you, and j guess she left then." He said trying to remember excatly what happened. Today has been a blur. He couldn't think straight until he knew his baby was okay. He sighed in relief and put his arm around his sister and they walked off to medical.

"Auntie O?" A little groggy voice called when they got to the tent.

"Hold on, Bell. Let her talk to me." Octavia said and walked in. Bellamy waited patiently outside the tent, listening.

"Hey, Iz. How you feeling?"

"Tired." She said. Octavia chuckled and kissed her head.

"I'm just glad your okay. I was worried." She said.

"I'm okay." Isobel said, Octavia nodded.

"You are. There's someone that wants to see you, okay?" Octavia said to her little niece. Isobel nodded. Then the curtain of the tent opened and revealed the last person Isobel wanted to see.

"Oh baby, you had me worried sick!" Bellamy exclaimed and he embraced his daughter into a tight hug. She didn't hug him back. Eventually he pulled away and sat next to her.

"How are you feeling?" He asked. She looked at him and pointed to the door.

"Get out! I don't want you here! This is your fault! I hate you! Go!" Isobel gelled. Bellamy and Octavia were quite taken back. Bellamy held it togenter and nodded. He stood up, looked Octavia, who had sympathetic eyes and left.