The 100 ➳ Preferences

♕ I'll be here for you - Wicken ♕

Finn's head dropped forward and even from this distance, Raven could tell that he was no longer breathing.

"No!" A scream ripped from her throat and she began to sob, tears scalding her cheeks. Her cries sounded loud and raw through the whole camp as other members of the group silently cried. Bellamy leaned forward, an arm around her as she sank to the ground, his gentle 'shh' did nothing to soothe the pain inside.

Clarke came slowly back down the hill, tears on her cheeks and walked like someone asleep. As the camp gates were thrown open and Abby rushed forward to hug her daughter, Raven pulled away from Bellamy and slipped through the crowd, her limp seemingly even more pronounced. She walked until she was around the back of the Ark and then sinked to her knees, sobs tearing through her body.

A sudden wave of nausea passed over her and she leaned over and heaved violently, throwing up the remains of her dinner. Through the sour taste in her mouth and the pounding in her ears, she heard someone call her name and a hand on her back and then the entire world went black.

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Wick watched as Clarke entered the camp, bowing his head slightly. He didn't know Finn very well, but he still felt sadness over the teen's death. Clarke had done the right thing, but that still didn't make it any easier.

A figure off to the right catched his eye and he turned his head. It was Raven, limping even worse than she did before, her arms wrapped loosely aroung herself. He knew that she wanted to be alone and yet he still followed, arriving behind the Ark just in time to see her collapse and retch.

"Raven?" He moved forward and managed to catch her as she sank forward, her eyes closing. "Raven? Answer me, damn it!" He couldn't help swearing, anger and worry coursing through him. Shifting her suprisingly fragile weight in his arms, he carried her to the med bay and went to find Abby.

"It's shock", the brunette doctor said quietly, after checking Raven's vital signs. "No wonder. We've all had a loss tonight." Her eyes were still red and she looked tired, the lines on her face seemingly more deeply embedded than before. "Can you stay with her, Wick? Jackson's tending to Monroe and I have to look after Clarke."

He nods. "Sure." The ghost of a smile crossed Abby's face and then she left the room.

Wick settled down on a chair next to the bed. Raven's eyes were closed, her tan skin unusually pale. Watching her, Wick felt a pang of guilt, coupled with a worry he had never felt before.

He remembered the day she first walked into the electrical station, five feet four and a lot skinnier than any sixteen-year-old should be, but with a sassy tongue and quick-thinking brain that made up for her small size. When she had started seeing Finn, a light had come on inside her, along with the fact that she put on a few more pounds, enough to stop her looking anorexic. The spacewalker had been everything to her and now he was gone.

A whimper jerked Wick back to the present and he turned his head. Raven was tossing softly, her face screwed up as her hands fist the bedcovers. A tear streaked down her cheek and she let out another small whimper, breaking the engineer's heart and bringing on a surge of protectiveness he had never felt for anyone before. Ever.

"Shh, monkey", he whispered quietly, touching a hand to her forehead, relieved when she stopped moving and her face relaxed. "Go back to sleep and don't worry." He smiled.

"Cause I'll be here for you when you wake up."

A/N: I've been seeing some pretty good Raven/Wick videos on Youtube yesterday, so this came to my mind. Totally fictional, but I think they would make a good couple :) Hope you liked it and comment down below if you ship Wicken or Faven :)