On the Run ~ON HOLD~

Chapter 37 Finn

Thea awoke to a frantic knocking on the door. She jumped up, afraid something had happened. She opened the door to see Raven, looking stressed.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Finn. We have to get him out of here. They're gonna hand him over to the Grounders."

"What?" Thea panicked, hopping on one foot while pulling on her boots.

"Kane came back and he, Abby and Jaha were talking for a long time. We think they're gonna hand him over."

"We're not gonna let them do that," Thea said, grabbing her jacket and following Raven out.

"I know. We have a plan."

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The plan, it turned out, was to sneak Finn out of camp and to the dropship where they would protect him.

Thea was now pacing around the dropship. She, Bellamy and Raven had made it to the ship but Clarke and Finn were nowhere to be found.

"I checked again. No sign of them," Raven announced, entering the ship.

"We shouldn't have split up," Thea said.

Bothered by her nervous pacing, Bellamy grabbed her wrist as she passed by him for the millionth time. She glared at him but he didn't let go, holding her in place as he listened to something outside.

"Someone's coming."

Bellamy let go of her arm, raising his gun as Thea swung her own over her shoulder, pointing it at the entrance.

A familiar face appeared, raising his arms in surrender.

"Whoa," Murphy froze, two guns trained on him.

"Murphy," Bellamy seemed displeased.

Thea rolled her eyes, lowering her gun and pushing Bellamy's down too.

"What're you doing here?" Bellamy asked.

"I believe I was invited."

"I thought we could use an extra gun," Raven said.

"Might be a good idea," Bellamy agreed reluctantly.

"Finn should've been right behind you," Raven said.

"Don't worry, Spacewalker's gonna be fine."

Thea rolled her eyes at the boy's casual attitude.

She continued her pacing, noticing Bellamy's annoyed glance as she passed him once again. But she couldn't hold still.

It seemed like hours before the tarp at the entrance of the dropship rustled and Finn entered carrying an unconscious Clarke.

Thea and Bellamy ran over to them.

"What happened?" Thea asked.

"A Grounder hit her on the head."

"Put her here," Murphy moved out of the way so they could lay Clarke down.

"Okay, I need a bandage, a cloth, anything you can find," Thea instructed, looking at the wound on Clarke's head.

Murphy found one, handing it to her as he crouched beside them.

"Hold her head."

Murphy did as he was told, being unusually helpful for once.

Clarke groaned as Thea pushed back her hair to get a better look at the wound.