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The next morning, a group is sent out to find Jasper. Of course Clarke is the one who started it, but Wells follows along. Bellamy and Murphy are told to come since they had a gun, but they don't exactly put up much of an argument.
Zarah jumps in front of the trail with a grin, causing each of them to stop. "Hey, losers," she greets. "Mind if I tag along?"
"Actually, we do. Someone should help make sure no one kills each other," Clarke remarks, her eyes drifting to Bellamy with annoyance.
Her lips curl up in amusement, and she puts her hands on her hips. "I'm not good at doing what I'm told," she tells her with a small shrug of her shoulders. "Lead the way, Griffin."
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She pushes through the weeds and bushes behind Wells. It's not comforting being in the back, but she doesn't want Bellamy and Murphy behind her. It's silent except for Clarke and Wells' hushed whispers. Until Bellamy calls out, "Hey, wait up! What's the rush? You don't survive a spear through the heart." He has his gun out and is practically waving it around.
Wells rolls his eyes, "Put the gun away, Bellamy."
"Well, why don't you do something about it, huh?" Murphy snaps, pushing him by his chest. The two seperate fast, especially when Clarke started to talk.
"Jasper screamed when they moved him. If the spear struck his heart, he'd have died instantly. It doesn't mean we have time to waste."
"As soon as you take this wristband off, we can go," Bellamy tells her, gripping her wrist above the metal cuff. He has a smirk on his face, and it doesn't wash away when she pulls from his grip.
"The only way the Ark is gonna think I'm dead is if I'm dead," she replies, showing how stubborn she is. She steps closer with her voice low, getting in his face. "Got it?"
"Brave princess," he taunts.
"Hey, why don't you find your own nickname?" A new voice cuts in."Collins, welcome to the rescue party!" Zarah grins, "We're glad to have you here."
He raises his eyebrows in amusement. He gestures to everybody, questioning in an unimpressed tone, "You call this a rescue party? Got to split up, cover more ground. Clarke, Zarah, come with me."
"Gladly," she says, sending a smile to the three she would be seperating with. She follows the pair closely. She wedges herself in between the two, linking their arms. "I may not be fond of one of you, probably obvious who, but we sure as hell make a great trio."
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