'I don't know if I am emotionally strong and can handle everything, or I am a heartless sociopath.'
|| Book 2 in the Byrd Delani Series ||
|| The 100 ||
|| Season 5 - 7 ||
|| John Murphy x OC ||
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Murphy was the first to launch himself out of the back of the rover, turning to accept Byrd off Emori; the girl still out. He strode forward with her in his arms, ignoring the yelling and guns around him.
'Monty, where's Jackson?' He yelled; 'She's lost a lot of blood.'
Men came to help him, but he shoved them away; 'I got her! I got her!'
He raced forward, constantly looking down at her to check if she'd woken or not. She laid limp, the blood slowing but still continuing to cover his clothes. He laid her down under a makeshift tent, stepping back as Nylah quickly got to work over her. He stepped forward when Byrd began to stir, kneeling down by her head.
'Magpie, hey,' He spoke softly.
'Hey, Murph,' She whispered; 'We back?'
'Yeh.'
Shouts came from outside, but neither of them moved. She hissed when Nylah began to stitch up her leg and put a paste on the wound. He leant down to kiss her forehead, a soft smile gracing her lips. She pushed herself up to sit, letting out a pained huff.
'Help me up,' She groaned.
'Byrd,' He shook his head.
'Help me up, Murph. I wanna see this.'
'Ok.'
He stood and hooked his hands under her armpits, pulling her up before catching her. He turned and crouched down in front of her, causing her to laugh as she leant on his back; his arms hooking around her legs as he stood. They stepped out to the back of the large crowd, watching as they all came to bow. She slid off Murphy's back, nudging him to do the same as she remained standing. She met Madi's gaze across the knelt group, bowing her head cheekily with a smirk before looking back up to her; winking her way.
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'Jackson, I swear to God, you touch me one more time, I'm gonna cut your hand off,' Byrd hissed.
'I'm just checking on you,' He sighed.
'And I'm leaving.'
'Byrd, no.'
'I'm fine, Jack. I'm walking, I'm talking, my heart is still beating. I can fight.'
'You'll pass out if you push yourself too far.'
'And I'll still be alive then.'
'Byrd, you've lost too much blood to be marching into-'
'I have lost too much in general and I'm not going to let that happen in vain by dying in the fucking desert. We're going to get that valley, I'm going to murder a few people and then I'm going to finally fucking live.'
