𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙇 𝙄𝙉 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝙂𝙐𝙄𝙎𝙀¹ ➣ 𝐵. 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑘𝑒✔

21 | Save Lincoln

Octavia and I sat on their level of the dropship with Lincoln, who was tied up; just like old times. Bellamy went to get Clarke to see if she could help him.

I glanced at Octavia who had a painful expression. "He's going to be fine, Octavia."

She looked at me, giving me a small smile. Just then, Clarke appeared on the ladder. Lincoln growled at her, attempting to get to her, causing her to jump back in fright. Bellamy came up soon afterward.

"It's okay. It's okay," he said. "He's been restrained."

Lincoln continued growling and yanking on the chains restraining him. Clarke shook her head in disbelief. "I can't believe we're back here again."

"Can you help him?" Octavia asked.

"I don't know... I knew Mount Weather controlled the Reapers... I had no idea they were creating them."

I scoffed, resting my forehead on my hand. "Tell me about it."

"If they can do that to Lincoln, what are they going on do to our friends?" Bellamy asked, worried.

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Octavia, Bellamy, and me held flashlights on Lincoln, seeing as it's dark now. Lincoln hasn't stopped screaming and yanking at the chains. Suddenly, he stopped screaming, and his entire body started shaking.

"He's convulsing," Clarke stated aloud.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What does that mean?"

After a few seconds, Clarke spoke. "What happened to his leg?"

She looked at Octavia, who clenched her jaw. "I shot him."

Clarke's face fell and Octavia looked as though she was going to cry before Bellamy spoke. "Clarke, he's lost a lot of blood."

Clarke turned to Lincoln, stepping forward. This caused him to growl at her, making Clarke step back before walking closer. "Can you shine the light on his neck?"

The three of us shined out flashlights on Lincoln's neck, causing him too close his eyes and look away from the brightness.

"Needle marks," Clarke said.

Bellamy spoke. "You think he's been drugged?"

"Maybe."

All of a sudden, one of the restraints came off the wall and Lincoln grabbed a hold of Clarke. Octavia ran to them, attempting to pry Lincoln off of my sister, but the grounder threw her to the side. I panicked as Bellamy tried, only to have Lincoln headbutt him and throw him as well. I went to pry Lincoln off if Clarke as well, but he threw me to he side; I groaned as my back hit the wall of the dropship. Clarke fell to the ground as the other restraint came off as Lincoln attempted to get at us, but his feet were restrained. I watched as Bellamy grabbed the taser as Lincoln ripped the restraint, holding his feet, from the floor. Bellamy went to tase Lincoln, but he slammed Bellamy to the floor, punching him in the face repeatedly. I attempted to pry him off, but it didn't work; he pushed me away. Octavia hit him on the back, causing Lincoln to stop punching Bellamy before Octavia hit him across the face, knocking him out.

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We tied Lincoln to the floor using chains and a heavy tarp of some sort to hold him down.

"We have to stop the bleeding and get the bullet out," Clarke stated. "Hold his leg down."

Bellamy held his leg down and I watched as Octavia tried to give Lincoln some water, but he tried to bite her, causing her to let out a scream.

"I get some more, she said. I pursed my lips as she stood and walked away. After she left, Clarke took the bullet out of Lincoln's leg and stopped the bleeding, wrapping it up afterward.