I comb Jasper's hair back with my fingers as he continues to moan in pain. Clarke is still up here.
She checks his pulse. "His pulse is three eighty."
"Go back to sleep!" One delinquent yells.
"Quiet!" Another one calls.
"Don't listen to them, babe." I whisper. "You're gonna make it through this. Okay? Clarke will save you."
"Can he just die already!?" A man yells in question.
"I'm gonna go get some water.: Clarke says.
"I've got him." I whisper as I stare down at Jasper.
***
"The Grounders cauterized the wound." Clarke comments. "Saved his life."
"Saved his life so they could string him up for live bait." Finn comments. "Garden of Eden this ain't."
Clark checks the wound. "This is infected, he could be septic." Clarke comments. "Any progress on using the wristbands to contact the Art? Monty?"
He does something. "That would be a firm no."
"My mother would know what to do," Clarke sighs,
Wells climbs up the latter, and into our view. "How's he doing?"
****
I lean against a wall with Jasper's head on my lap, the drop ship is crowded with people due to some acid fog outside. Monty has moved to sit with us, taking a break from the communication decoy. It doesn't seem to be working anyhow.
***
"Murphy's gonna kill Jasper!" Monty yells.
"It locks from the other side," Octavia says.
I grab a piece of a pipe, and I begin pulling.
"No rush, I'm fine here."
I get the pipe loose. "I got it! Move!"
I slide across the floor, and place the pipe in the handle to where he cannot open.
"The three of you better open this hatch right now!" Murphy yells.
I crawl back over to Jasper quickly. "It's ok, I'm here."
****
I take a swig of Monty's moonshine while everyone around us talks.
"Can I, uh, get a hit of that Sky?" Jasper asks.
"Jasper!" I squeal and attach myself to him.
Monty brings over some water as Jasper wraps one of his long arms around me. "Let's start with the soft stuff."
"Welcome back, buddy." Finn comments.
"Was that a dream or did I get speared?" Jasper teases, then kisses my head. "Hey, you."
"Hey." I whisper.
"You'll have a very impressive scar to prove it." Clarke says.
"My savior." Jasper muses.
"Thank you for not dying." Clarke says. "I don't think I could've taken that today."
"I'll try not to die tomorrow too, if that's cool." Jasper replies. "Can we have a moment?"
Everyone leaves and my boyfriend slowly sits up.
Jasper grabs my arms. "Your wristband is gone."
"I had it taken off on the first day, before I learned you were hit." I explain.
Jasper traces broken hearts on my leg. "I.... I don't know how to say this....."
"Just take your time, it'll come out the way you want it to." I speak.
"I've been thinking about this since your lockup." Jasper says hesitantly. "I want to break up."
I stand up suddenly, tears forming. "Wh....Why?"
"I j....just can't be with a murderer." He whispers.
At the word murderer, my whole body tenses. My father, Monty, and Jasper are the only three who know what I got locked up over. The murder of some guards who thought it'd be funny to gang rape a fifteen year old.
"Damn it, Skyla, I'm sorry." Jasper says quickly. "I... I didn't mean to bring.... That up."
A tear leaves my eye as I take a huge swig of the moonshine Monty makes, and I go down the latter.
"He's all yours." I croak.
"Skyla, what's wrong?" Monty asks.
"Well first, Jasper broke up with me." I say softly. "Then he brought it up."
Monty's eyes widen, knowing I mean my crime. He gives me a tight hug before he goes into the dropship. I sit on the edge of ramp, and have a look around. I suddenly get an idea.
I use trees and rope to climb on top of the dropship, and I cut some of the parachute.
"Kane, what are you doing?" Bellamy yells from the ground.
"Getting some of this parachute for a tent." I call back down in reply.
"Throw some down, I'll help you build it." Bellamy says. "And Skyla, be careful, for the love of God."
Being obedient, I toss down the parachute, and I climb down the same tree. Bellamy smiles at me and we build myself a tent. Memories of Jasper and my relationship fills my head, making me feel sad.
****
I go out into the woods to find Wells, he went after some water. my feet connect with something and I trip. When I sit up for a better look, I find Wells. He is dead and his neck is still bleeding from where he's stabbed.
"Help!" I screech. "Somebody! He's dead!!!!"

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Special Case of Kane
Fanfiction'I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems blow Welcome to the new age, to the new age Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh. whoa, oh. oh. oh. I'm radioactive, radioactive.' Skyla Kane is one of the 100 pr...