hazardous || b.b.

VII. questionable

"Wren. Wren!" Octavia's fuzzy voice drifted into Wren's ear, but the girl didn't react. "I need you to wake up, right now." As Wren stirred some more, she was able to hear the urgency in Octavia's voice.

But Ween also was able to feel again, and her arm felt on fire.

Wren let out a low groan, forcing her eyes open despite the pain in her head that followed that action.

"What's happening?" Wren mumbled, her words almost slurring together.

"Bellamy brought back the Grounder and is torturing him. Please, I need you to get up and stop him." Octavia explained, praying the girl could do it.

After a moment of collecting her strength, Wren slowly sat up with the help of Octavia.

"Thank you." Octavia whispered quietly.

"Thank me if I make it up the ladder." Wren replied with a grimace as she stood to her feet, swaying a little. Wren moved over to the ladder, looking up with a sigh before looking back down at her arm which was in a sling.

This wasn't going to be easy.

•••

"Enough!" Octavia yelled as she made it up the ladder. Wren took Octavia's hand and finally pulled herself up to their destination.

"Wren? You shouldn't be moving!" Clarke said in shock and upon seeing the girl the girl she rushed over. Wren looked at Clarke with disappointment.

"You're letting this happen?" Wren asked and Clarke opened her mouth but no words came out. Wren's eyes moved to Bellamy who'd turned when Clarke called Wren's name.

He face was covered in relief but slight worry.

"Thank god." He thanked quietly.

"Clarke! He's getting worse!" Raven called from below. Wren's brows scrunched together.

"Who?" Wren looked to Octavia.

"The blade Finn was stabbed with had poison on it." Octavia explained.

"We're running out of time." Clarke fretted. Wren finally really looked at the Grounder.

Whatever Octavia had ended must have been bad as the grounder was barely able to stand on his feet.

Wren's wide eyes glanced at Bellamy, noticing his heavy breathing as he dropped a buckle. Wren clicked the pieces together and it caused her stomach to churn.

"Which one? Which one is it? If you tell us, they'll stop. Please tell us which is the antidote and they'll stop this." Clarke begged the man, kneeling at his feet and pointing at some vials.

Bellamy walked over to Wren, pushing some hair out of her face.

"I was so worried." He admitted quietly. "Clarke said if you didn't wake up soon, she wouldn't know if you ever would." Bellamy shook his head, looking terrified at the very thought.

"Bellamy, what the hell are you doing?" Wren stressed, searching his eyes to try and figure out his reasoning.

"I have to save Finn. He was out there because I asked him to come. I asked you to come and look at you." Bellamy's voice filled with guilt, looking her over.