Four - Murphy's Law

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~Nera’s P.O.V~

I walk out of the drop ship and sit on one of the crates from the drop ship. I look up at the night sky and see a bright spot that is probably the Ark, not a star. I hear someone walk over to me.

“Hey,” Bellamy sits beside me.

“Hey,” I tear my gaze away from the sky and look at him.

“You okay?” He asks.

“Yeah, I’m just... worried about the grounders.”

“That’s why we’re building the wall, to keep everyone safe,” he says and looks at me. “No one will hurt you here.”

“Murphy did,” I point out.

“I dealt with Murphy,” he responds, looking around the camp. He looks at me. “You’re safe here, okay?”

“Okay.” I look down at my feet. “I just don’t wanna lose anyone.” He lifts my face up so I’m looking at him.

“You’re not gonna lose anyone.” A glowing blue butterfly flies between us and lands on my shoulder. I look at it, trying not to scare it off. “Wow that’s beautiful,” Bellamy looks at it. “Mutation isn’t always horrible.”

“It’s extraordinary,” I smile and it flies off my shoulder.

“Exactly like you,” he says quietly. I look at him, looking into his brown eyes that hold so much emotion. Suddenly his lips are on mine. I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck and he wraps his arms around my waist. He pulls away and rests his forehead against mine. “You’re the reason why I came to Earth. Plus Octavia, I love you two too much.” When he says that, I realise that I really do love him. I smile brightly.

“I love you too,” I say. He smiles and kisses me again.

“I’m so glad you said that.”

Early next morning I walk outside the wall to tell Wells his shift is over. I see a body and I stop walking. I gasp and cover my mouth with my hand. It’s Wells. I walk back into camp and almost bump into Clarke.

“Sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” she says and looks at me. “Are you okay?” I shake my head.

“There’s something you need to see,” I turn and walk back out of camp. I can hear Clarke following behind me. “I’m sorry you have to see him like this.” I stop in front of Wells’s corpse. Clarke gasps and kneels down beside his body.

“Oh my god, Wells...”

“I’m so sorry, Clarke. I found him like this. It must have been the grounders.”

“Can you help me carry his body to the other graves? I want to dig him a grave.”

“Uh, sure,” I pick up his feet and Clarke picks him up by his shoulders. We carry him to the other graves and put him down.

“You should go tell the others,” Clarke says. “Bellamy and Finn need to know.”

“Alright, are you sure you’ll be okay here by yourself?” I ask.
“Yeah, I need to do this alone,” she replies. I nod and walk back into camp.

I see Monty and walk over to him.

“Hey, have you seen either Finn or Bellamy?” I ask. He looks at me.

“Finn went outside camp a while ago and Bellamy is over by the drop ship,” he tells me.

“Oh okay, thanks.” I walk over to Bellamy. “Hey, um, I need to talk to you.” He turns to me.

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