Kabby pairing, I thought during 'Resurrection' Abby and Kane should've confessed their feelings for one another thinking they were about to die.
Rated K+
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She heard a distant noise beneath the ground, perhaps it was just falling rock. No...there it was again, and again. Someone was down there! Rushing to the entrance of the cave-in she barely avoided being shot in the heart. Panting and scared...though she'd never admit it, she slipped into the crevice of rocks. Crawling through the darkness as gunshots echoed above she lost her footing, rolling through the fallen rocks and smashing to the floor.
Her fall knocked the breath out of her and gave her a nasty scrape on the knees but nothing more. Gathering herself up she heard the noise bounce off the rocks as she made her way towards the source. Still unsure who it was she called out, "Hello?" No response, "Hello! Is there anyone here?!"
She was only met with silence so she continued to walk, scrambling through the debris as the sound became louder. Suddenly she spotted a body, someone lying on their back but it was too dark to spot their face. She crawled through the small space to reach them and when she did she had a double take. It was Marcus. Gasping out loud and inhaling a lot of dust while doing so she clambered over to him. He was hitting a metal rod against a beam, creating the noise she had heard. She gently removed his hand from the beam, placing it on his chest lightly before attempting to wake him.
She tried to make him aware of her presence but he didn't seem to hear her, "Marcus!" She coughed, shaking him. "Marcus can you hear me?!"
She was only met with a painful groan and her panic increased ten fold. There was a beam on his leg, preventing him from getting up and he was deathly pale. Taking out her flashlight she shone it on his leg, trying to get a better view of what she was up against. Once she had gotten a better look she resumed her attempts to awaken him. She knew that if he fell asleep he might as well never wake up again. "Marcus..." She took his hand in hers, squeezing it tightly, "Marcus please wake up."
This time he opened his eyes, peering up at her with a look of unveiled shock, "Abby?" His voice was raspy.
Tear sprung to the corners of her eyes, tears of relief as she nodded, clutching his hand tighter then before, "Yes, yes, it's Abby it's going to be okay, I'm going to get you out of here."
"It's my leg." He told her quietly.
"I know." She nodded, already examining it again, "I don't know if I can lift it."
He didn't respond as she kept working, trying not only to sort out the problem but her emotions as well. What Clarke had done shook her to her very core. She couldn't believe it. She had known and she had left them all to die, her friends, her warriors, her people. If it had not been for the mere luck of Clarke spotting her she would be as good as dead. She couldn't understand it, why? Why would her daughter do it? For goodness sake if she had alerted the camp then everyone or at least mostly everyone would be okay.
"Go find her." Her head snapped up to look at him. "Go find Clarke, I can tell you're worried."
"Worried wouldn't be the way to put it." She grumbled, going back to work.
"Abby." He took her hand, stopping her once more, "I'm fine, go find your daughter."
"I'm not leaving you!" She said firmly before squeezing his hand tightly then releasing it and going back to work. Before he could bring up Clarke again she cut him off, "I'm going to try and lift the beam off your leg."
