hazardous || b.b.

X. failure

"Clarke shouldn't be out here." Finn commented, watching the girl as everyone searched among the wreckage.

"Her mom was on the ship." Raven replied. "She's looking for answers."

"Then it's our job to find them." Wren spoke up, picking up a charred object that looked like the black box. Wren tossed it back down when she realized it wasn't.

"Right. We're looking for a black box, hard drives, anything that will explains why the ship crashed." Raven agreed.

"Stay sharp." Bellamy called from beside Wren. Bellamy had barely agreed to let Wren go with them to search for answers earlier and his condition was that she wasn't allowed more than five feet away from him. Wren had agreed because she knew how much the bridge had shaken him. It'd shaken her too. "Grounder retaliation for what happened on the bridge is coming, just a matter of when."

"Can you blame them?" Finn shot back and Wren sighed as she realized they were starting it back up again.

"No. I blame you." Bellamy replied.

"Maybe if you didn't bring guns—." Finn began.

"If we didn't bring guns, we all would've been killed." Raven cut him off. Wren frowned at the obvious tension between the couple. They really seemed to be on the rocks right now.

"Why they're coming doesn't matter anymore. It's our job to be ready when they do. We're on our own now." Bellamy reminded everyone.

Everyone sombered at his reminder.

"Clarke, stop!" Raven called a moment later, gaining everyone's attention. Wren squinted to figure out why before spotting what Clarke was standing next to.

Wren hurried towards Clarke as well, everyone following Raven.

"Rocket fuel?" Clarke asked.

"Hydrazine... highly unstable in its nonsolid form. If this stuff meets fire, we're all pink mist." Raven said and when Bellamy heard it he stopped Wren from getting any closer as Raven confirmed the girl's theory.

"Fire in the hole!" Raven yelled after dipping a rock in the Hydrazine. Raven tossed it into a small fire and it exploded instantly.

Wren frowned at how big it is, suddenly weary of standing where she was.

"We should clear the area." Wren said to Bellamy.

"Okay, then. We move in formation, no straggling, weapons hot. we got to get back before dark." Bellamy called and everyone carefully started to make their way out of the wreckage.

"How's your arm?" Bellamy asked, glancing at Wren as they headed out.

"Oh, it's fine." Wren lied. She didn't need him to feel any guiltier.

•••

"Where is he?" Bellamy demanded, storming into the dropship. Wren trailed behind him with a tense frown.

She did not want to be Murphy right now.

Everyone instantly parted to show a hunched over Murphy. But his apperance caused Wren deep horror.

He looked like hell. He's clearly been tortured, 10 times worse than Lincoln had.

Wren felt sick just looking at it.

"Everyone but Conner and Derek out... Now!" Bellamy ordered, only pausing slightly at the sight of him.

Everyone hurried to obey.

"He claims he was with the Grounders." Derek explained.

"We caught him trying to sneak back into camp." Conner added.