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Giggles are heard down the Halls of the Ark as a little boy, no older than four, comes pushing through, not bothering to apologize to the people he crashes in to. He pumps his little legs as fast as they'll go as he giggles.
He stops once he turns down to another hallway. He giggles and pants as he tries to catch his breath. He peeks over the corner of the hallway as he tries to spot the person who was chasing him.
He suddenly screams in giggles as he feels two arms wrap around him and pick him up. The woman who grabbed him starts tickling him, causing the boy to laugh loudly.
"Mommy! Mommy! Stop it!" The boy exclaims as he kicks, trying to get away from his mother's tickling. The mother stops and laughs. Stray hairs are flying out of her ponytail as she smiles down at her son with can only be described as adoration. She then let's him go and grabs his hand.
"Come on, Blue. Let's go." The mother says as she walks down the hallway, holding her son's hand.
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I wake up to the sounds of moaning and get up. I look around and see that it's still nighttime. I groan and get up, going to go help jasper. I look around and see no one there. I shrug and go to look at Jasper.
"You, my friend, are one lucky bastard. Well, sorta." I say as I sit next to him. I look up as I see Clarke walk in, she stops in surprise as she sees me.
"Blue, I didn't expect you to be up." She says and I scoff.
"And I didn't expect you to betray me in the end. Guess we're both full of surprises, huh?" I say and turn back towards Jasper. She sighs and goes to stand next to me. There's silence for a few moments until Clarke breaks it.
"Look, Blue. I'm sor-" She starts, but I raise my hand, signalling her to stop talking.
"I don't want to hear it, Clarke. Let's just focus on Jasper." I say and she nods in defeat. I grab a rag and dip it in water. I rub it across Jasper's face, wiping away sweat and dirt.
"Do you think he'll survive?" I ask Clarke and she sighs.
"To be honest, I have absolutely no idea. I want him to, but I don't know." She says and I nod. We sit in silence for a few before Clarke breaks it again.
