Every Little Part of Me | John Murphy // The 100 || ON HOLD

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"HOLY CRAP, MURPHY," Elys says, raiding the cabinets. "There's so much food and alcohol here!" She grabs a packet of pastries and starts eating them. He does the same. "Do you wanna shower first or me?"

"Or we could together? Save water?" He wiggles his eyebrows.

She shoves him, rolling her eyes. "I'll go first then." She laughs, heading to the bathroom.

She turns on the water and slides off her dirty clothing, stepping in. She groans at the feel of the hot water on her aching muscles. She washes her body and her hair with the soap and shampoo she found and then gets out. She realizes she forgot to grab clothes, so she wraps the towel around her body and goes into the bedroom. Murphy's in there.

He looks up at her and then quickly looks away. "S-sorry...I'm gonna go shower now."

She nods as he walks into the bathroom. She opens the closet and finds a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. She then looks in the drawers and finds a sports bra and women's underwear and slides them all on.

She then finds clothes for Murphy. She finds a pair of boxers and sweatpants and then goes into the kitchen and pours herself a glass of wine. She heads into the living room and sits on the comfortable couch.

Murphy comes out a bit later looking much better.

"Oh shit. I forgot about your arm. I need to take care of it!" She jumps up and pulls him to the bathroom, grabbing the first aid kit she found earlier. "This is gonna hurt." She says, dabbing alcohol on his wound.

He hisses, hands gripping her hips roughly. His eyes are closed and she doesn't think he realizes he's doing it. She quickly wraps the wound with gauze. "Okay, I'm done." She whispers, looking up at him.

He looks down at her, face switching to a smirk. "You didn't lay a shirt out for me. Did you want me to go shirtless?"

She blushes, quickly exiting the bathroom. He follows her out, but she throws a shirt at him, hitting him in the face. He laughs and puts it on.

They head into the living room and Elys sits on the couch, taking a sip of wine.

Murphy gets his own drink and sits with her. He grabs a remote, pressing random buttons and a man comes on the tv screen. Elys gasps lightly, realizing he's on the couch the two of them are on. He begins to speak, clearly distraught.

"I tried to stop her...but I lost control. She got the launch codes. It was her. She did it...but it was my fault."

The man picks up a pistol. He points it at himself.

"I'm so, so sorry."

Elys gasps as he shoots himself. She looks over at the pillows on the corner of the couch, covered in blood. She jumps up with a cry. "Oh my God..."

They suddenly hear a voice along with the locking of a door. "Containment door sealed."

Murphy and Elys look at each other before running to the large metal door. He tries to open it, but to no avail. He starts banging on it as hard as he can.

"Chris! We're leaving! Chris?" They hear.

Murphy runs down the steps, keeping Elys behind him protectively. They realize the voices are on the tv screen again. Two guys have walked in. "Where are you, Chris? Chris? Chris!" They then see his body on the couch.

They watch as they speak. "I knew it, the news was wrong. It wasn't China. The stupid son of a bitch let ALIE out." The other guy says, seemingly frustrated.

The first guy lifts Chris' body. "Help me, the radiation's coming. Unless you wanna share this place with a corpse we better get him outside. Come on."

They carry his body off.

Murphy looks back at the couch and finds the pistol.

"What the hell is going on?" Elys asks, running her hands through her hair.

Murphy shrugs. "Look on the bright side, we have food, water, a shower, a bed, at least enough for a few months."

She looks up at him. "I didn't take you for a 'bright-side' kind of guy."

He smirks. "Someone has to be. Or else we'll go insane."

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Later that night, Murphy and Elys headed into the bedroom. "So, uh, wanna take turns on the couch and on the bed?" She asks, nervously.

He looks confused. "We can't share...?"

"I-I didn't know if you'd want to."

He looks her up and down. "You really think I'd say no to sleeping with you?"

She blushes, shoving him. "Shut up." She laughs and crawls into the bed, pulling the covers over her and sighs. She lays back against the pillows. "I feel like I'm on a cloud. The beds in the skybox aren't nearly this comfy."

"Because the beds in the skybox were thin cots." He laughs. He then lays down beside her and moans.

She looks at him in alarm, but he's lying down with his eyes closed. She also notices he had taken his shirt off. Feeling her cheeks heat up, she turns around with her back to him and snuggles under the covers.

She laid there, quietly, thinking to herself about their situation. She could be safely in her father's quarters with her brother back in camp right now. It seemed as though nothing would go her way ever again. Would they ever be truly safe again?

Murphy's voice breaks her thoughts.

"Hey."

She rolls back over to face him.

"We're gonna be okay. You know that, right?" He asks, reaching down and squeezing her hand, gently.

It amazed her that he seemed to know exactly what she was thinking.

She shrugs, looking down so no tears would fall. "I just can't believe we left camp just for this."

He nods. "I know. But hey, we went on an adventure. We found a place full of food and luxury things. If we ever get into trouble, we know where we can come."

Elys nods with a smile. "You're right."

He grins. "When are you gonna learn, Elys? I'm always right."

She giggles and yawns, closing her eyes.

"Goodnight, Elys." He whispers.

"Goodnight, Murphy." She smiles to herself.

Yeah, they were trapped in a lighthouse and could possibly die in there. But Murphy wasn't the worst person to be trapped with. He definitely made it more interesting...