Seven - Contents Under Pressure

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~ Nera’s P.O.V~

I help people bring essential supplies into the drop ship as the storm continues. Clarke is stood near the entrance to the drop ship. I run into the drop ship and put down the small box of rations I was carrying in. Clarke walks over to Raven and Finn, I walk over to them. Finn is still slipping in and out of consciousness and Raven is desperately trying to contact the Ark.

“Can anyone hear me?” Raven tries but gets no response.

“You sure you have the right frequency?” A girl asks.

“Yeah, I’m sure,” Raven replies angrily.

“Raven,” Clarke says gently. Raven looks at her. “You can do this, okay?” Raven turns back to the radio and Clarke goes over to Finn. She pulls the cloth off of the knife wound in Finn’s side. The knife still hasn’t been removed yet. I hand her a clean cloth and she wraps it around the wound.

“Calling Ark station,” Raven tries again. “Ark station, please come in. I’m on the ground with the 100. We need you.” She says the last part quietly, looking at Finn. Raven keeps trying and I wonder how long it will be before Bellamy comes back. He said he had to do something out of camp and he hasn’t come back yet. I’m a little worried about him because of the storm.

“This is a restricted channel. Who is this?” Someone eventually replies. “Please identify yourself.” Clarke and I stand either side of Raven.

“This is Raven Reyes. I’m from Mecha station. I-I’m transmitting from the ground. The 100 are alive. Please, you need to get Doctor Abby Griffin. Doctor Abby Griffin, now.”

“Hang on Raven. We’re trying to boost your signal,” a man answers. There’s silence over the radio for a while.

“Raven? Are you there?” Abby asks.

“Mum?” Clarke speaks into the radio. “Mum, it’s me.”

“Clarke?”

“Mum, I need your help. One of our people was stabbed by a grounder.”

“Clarke, this is the Chancellor,” Jaha says. “Are you saying there are survivors on the ground?”

“Yes. The Earth is survivable. We’re not alone,” Clarke tells him. There’s no reply. “Mum, he’s dying. The knife’s still in his chest.”

“Clarke? Is my son with you?” Jaha asks. Clarke looks at the radio, I’m not sure she’s able to answer.

“I got this,” I say quietly to her.

“Thank you,” she whispers.

“Chancellor Jaha, this is Nera Clarkson,” I say. “This is a sensitive subject for Clarke but- I’m so sorry. I regret to inform you that Wells is... dead.”

Clarke and I stand on either side of Finn. Abby is about to talk Clarke through how she’s going to pull the knife out and fix Finn’s wound. I’m there in case Clarke needs any help.

“I’m going to talk you through it, step by step,” Abby says but the radio keeps crackling with static. “Clarke, just... find...” She says something unintelligible because there’s too much interference from the storm.

“What?” Clarke shouts. “Raven what’s wrong?”

“It’s not the radio,” Raven replies.

“It’s the storm,” I state. Octavia stumbles into the drop ship carrying two cans. She walks over to us and hands one to Clarke. She opens the lid and smells the contents of the can.

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