Chapter 7

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A few days later camp was in full working order. The wall was finished and guard rotation was started led by Bellamy. I was the leader. There was none of the co-leader stuff that happened last time. We need one head not two. Wells has been bugging me about going to Mt. Weather and I'm starting to think maybe we should. I know the grounders are out there but they haven't shown themselves yet. Octavia and I do most of the hunting. Bellamy and Mbeg try but fail which we both find hilarious. We come back with the animals and they come back with nothing. Bellamy shows respect but Mbeg show animosity which he aims at me. Octavia won't put up with it so he makes sure she is out of the way when he does. This situation will not end well but when it happens it has to be done publicly. I have to show what happens. Octavia has made sure she isn't far from Charlotte. He is the type to go after the weak and she would be a perfect target since she matters to me and she is young.

Murphy has been staying close. He goes hunting with us and sticks with Charlotte, learning just like her. He helps us clean the animals and then would put them in the smoke house when we got back. He also started learning how to take care of the furs so we had enough for winter. Wells is a good teacher and they were working well together. He is so different this time. I wonder if it's because we treat him better or like Octavia he is having a sense of déjà vu. I haven't really given what she said much thought. She doesn't remember but it's clear she knows. I'm not really sure how that is possible and really, it's not important to our survival.

I put the same group together for the journey to Mt. Weather. We need them to reveal themselves. I don't think they speared Jasper because he crossed the river but because he was cheering with the Mt. Weather sign. At least I know he will survive this time. It will give him a strength he will need especially if the war happens again. I just really don't wish this on him. It saddens me when I think about him loosing Mya again. I know when I lost Lexa it almost killed me. Maybe it will be different this time like it is for Finn and I. He still flirts with me but it's not serious.

Octavia didn't try and go swimming this time. We got to the rope swings. Jasper bagged to go first. I smile at all the chatter and watch as Jasper swings across the river. He grabs the sign and starts cheering. The spear sails through the air and pins him against the tree just like last time. I'm not really sure about this time change stuff. Some things happen just like they did before with no issue. It's almost like treading a currant. Some places are really easy and others just sweep you away.

We made it back to camp. "Where is the food?" Bellamy asked

"We didn't make it to Mt. Weather." Finn says

"Where is the kid with the goggles?" Wells asked.

"Jasper was hit. We are not alone here. We're going back for him. We came back for weapons and more help." I said and went into the dropship. I needed the gun just in case and I hid it among Monty's electronic stuff. I didn't think anyone would look there and he wouldn't say anything anyway.

Finn, Wells, Murphy, and Bellamy all came with me. I left Octavia with Charlotte because Mbeg decided he didn't want to go. Plus, I didn't want to leave camp at his mercy. With Octavia there, everyone would follow the rules knowing she spoke for me when I wasn't there. Finn was tracking and then we heard Jasper scream. I fell in the same trap as before causing Bellamy to catch me. This is good. I can see it thawed some of the ice between us. It's a good forward step. While Finn and Murphy cut him down I start making a sled to drag him behind us. I heard the growl coming. I grabbed my knife and held it as the cat attacked forcing my knife into his chest killing it. Bellamy pushed the cat off of me. "Why didn't you go for the gun?" He said. "Didn't think about it. Used to my knife." I had a small claw mark on my arm and a puncture where the cat tried to bite my shoulder.

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