Warrior ‣ Bellamy Blake

Twenty-Two

BOLD = Trigedasleng

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Aella always felt strongly about her people and closest friends that she almost always intuitively knew when one of them was hurting. She didn't know that about herself, but everyone else did, so when she woke up one night screaming even though she didn't have a nightmare, everyone was worried.

That was the night Finn died by Clarke's hands; she had no choice and put him out of his misery so he wouldn't have to suffer the pain of 18 deaths.

Finn was one of Aella's best friends and she didn't know what happened to him, but she fell into a depressive episode about it. She was taking it about as hard as Raven did and she didn't even know.

"A, what's going on?" Miller asked as he saw her curled up on her bed.

"I don't know," she sobbed. "Miller, I don't know. Am I losing it?"

"No. No, you're not." He sat down next to her and held her in his arms. "You're just stressed. We still haven't found Harper and you're worried."

"Yeah. Y-yeah, it has to be." She wiped her tears and sat up on her bed. "I need to know where she is. If she was harmed in any way, I will make sure the person who brought her pain will pay."

He looked at her oddly before saying, "I bet she's okay. I hope she's okay."

"Me too, Miller."

Monty and someone else quickly made their way over with a deck of cards and, soon enough, they were distracted by an old gambling game. They had nothing to gamble with, but it didn't matter.

Maya and Jasper walked into the room and Miller leaned to the side to turn the music up.

"Anything?" Jasper asked.

"No, Jas," Aella answered.

"Keep looking. Whatever happened to Harper, someone must have seen something."

"How many places could she be?" Miller asked. "We're in a sealed bunker."

"There have to be rooms we don't know about...places that aren't mapped."

"Well, is it possible?" Miller asked Maya.

"I doubt it, but maybe," she answered.

"Thanks. You are just a big help."

"Easy, Miller," Aella warned. "She's on our side."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yes, I'm sure," Jasper answered. "She's risking more than any of us."

"Really? Is she gonna end up in the kennel too if she gets caught?"

"Stop it," Monty said. "I found something." He pointed to a spot on the map. "That leads to an antenna on the ground, okay? If we can access the radio-"

"-we can send a message over the Arkwide channel," Aella finished. "Tell them we're here... Monty, you're a genius."

"The only radio is in the command center on Level Seven, highly restricted," Maya said.

"You got in before," Jasper said.

"Only because it was scheduled for decontamination. That won't work again so soon."

"We don't need the radio," Monty piped up. "We need the wires that run into it. Here."

"The art warehouse," Maya murmured. "That I can get us into."

"Good. Now, all we have to do is break through a two-foot section of wall, find the outgoing wire, and jack it to a closed system without being heard by anyone in the command center or in the field."