hesykhia • bellamy blake

ix. his sister's keeper

Sᴋʏᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ sᴜʀᴇ they were far enough away from camp before she made herself known.  She did it subtly as they broke off into smaller groups to search for Octavia.  First, it was only a few people who noticed her switching from one group to the other.  Then, everyone seemed to know except for Bellamy.  When he finally found out, he was pissed.

"Goddammit, Skye.  I told you to stay at camp!"  Bellamy marches over to her.  She knew it made him even more angry now that he had to stop his search for his sister, but she didn't care.  He'd said he needed everyone he could get and she was willing to put her life on the line to save his sister.  It didn't even matter to her if he blamed her for this because it wasn't about how he felt.  "What part of stay at camp do you not understand?"  All she does is hold up her hands in the shape of an 'O' like she'd done early.  They stare at each other for a long moment before he hands her machete back to her.  She smiles as she takes it and stuffs it back in her holster.

"Look!  Over here!"  Someone calls from a few yards away.  Bellamy and Skye rush to the guy who's standing next to a steep slope.  The guy points his flashlight down to the bottom.

"What is it?" Bellamy asks.

The light flashes over a bush.  "Right there.  You see it?  Is that Octavia's?"

"Rope."  Someone digs out rope from their bag before handing it to him.  Bellamy ties it around a tree.

Finn reaches to where they were gathered.  "What are you doing?"

"We need the rope to get back up," Bellamy explains.  He tosses the rope down the slope and demands a flashlight.  Stuffing the flashlight into his pocket, he shuffles down the hill with the rope as a guide.  He grabs whatever was dangling in the bush.  "It's hers!  I'm going all the way down."  He continues his way down and Skye follows suit with Jasper behind her and Finn behind him.

Skye finds him at the bottom, crouching down near some rocks.  There's blood on the rock from where Octavia must've landed.  She rests a hand on Bellamy's shoulder as the two boys crouch down next to him.

"Someone else was here," he proclaims.

Finn points to a trail of footprints and says, "The prints are deeper going that way.  He was carrying her."  Someone lands behind them as more of them come down.

"If they took her, she's alive," Jasper says, the sound of hope in his voice.  "Like when they took me."

They follow as Bellamy takes off to follow the foot prints.  Finn kept in pace with him to help him track as Jasper and Skye followed closely behind.  Everyone is running behind to keep up as the four of them hurry along.  All of a sudden, they're forced to stop at the sight in front of them.  Skeletons hang from tree branches ahead, dozens of them.  Skye's fingers hook with one of Bellamy's, not wanting to completely hold his hand while he's still pissed.  He lets her so it'll calm both their nerves.