Chapter Twelve

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"Stop

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"Stop. You've been internally spiraling for hours and now your anxiety is rubbing off on me."

"Am not."

Eight hours

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Eight hours.

For eight hours I've sat planted behind the monitor staring at the encryption. Patiently waiting for Raven to open the back door. Nothing. Eyes drooping I rest my head atop my folded arms wondering what could've gone wrong.

Echo was shot getting to the transport.

Echo along with the defects all got executed on the transport.

The drive got taken from a pat-down.

Echo can't find Raven.

Raven is nowhere to be found because she's got a bullet in her head.

"Stop", Bellamy murmurs from my other side. He came to wait with me four hours ago. He's most likely just as worried over Echo as I am over Raven. Rolling my head to the side as it rests in my hands, I raise my eyebrow towards Bellamy. Rolling his eyes, Bellamy puts his head in one of his hands "You've been internally spiraling for hours and now your anxiety is rubbing off on me."

"Am not", I mutter rolling my head back into my palms so I hallucinate a galaxy of shapes and colors sparking across my eyesight. Sighing I decide I'm not going to fight this with him, "I've been watching this screen for a snapshot of Raven for hours. This will be the most contact I've had with her in six years and I'm sick of waiting." Sitting up straighter I stretch out my back, "I'd be calmer watching Octavia execute more innocents."

Bellamy is silent for a moment before he wonders in a small voice "You really didn't know about the order? Did you?" Dropping my arms I lean back in my chair to face Bellamy. He's watching me with a thoughtful expression, his gaze flickering across mine as he tries to figure out what I'm thinking. From what he sees I'm right by Octavia's side. I know all of Octavia's moves and all her plans right before they're enacted.

Beating Bellamy to it, I give a small shake of my head "No. No I had no idea."

The door opening I give Harper a small smile when she wanders inside. "Any luck yet?" Harper hopefully questions us coming to stand on Bellamy's other side. Noticing our drained and tired expressions, Harper cringes "That bad huh?"

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