Only The Brave- The 100

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The storm outside had begun to calm as well as all of the teenagers inside of the drop ship along with it. Clarke had asked Raven and Margaret to go and retrieve some fresh water for Finn for when he wakes up to which both girls complied immediately, the Kane girl leading the way. 

The walk to the river and back was silent, neither of them knowing what to say or how. There was certainly still some tension in the air from Margarets outburst earlier but Raven decided to finally put it to rest considering she has saved Finn's life. 

As they walked through the large gate, Margaret noticed Raven's figure stopping just on the boarder of camp, deep in thought. 

"Thank you, for saving Finn. I don't know what I'd do without him." Raven said unsurely, and Margaret furrowed her brows, not expecting this type of response from the rather head strong girl in front of her. 

"Yeah, don't mention it." Was all she managed to reply, not sparing Raven the chance to continue.

The duo walked up the ramp of the drop ship, ignoring the delinquents dwelling over the mess the storm had made around camp. Finn was awake by the time they had arrived back, and in what seemed to be a rather serious discussion with Clarke, both of their faces rather low. They both grew silent abruptly as they noticed the girls, Clarke sending them both a smile. 

"I'm sorry to interrupt, here's the water." Margaret practically whispered, placing down the bucket besides Clarke, before once hurriedly walking down the ramp and removing herself from the rather awkward situation. 

Margarets feet seemed to be glued to the ground. She did not find herself walking around camp to rebuild what they had lost, all she could do was observe.

Bellamy not soon after lifted the tarp and made his way down silently to join the girl by her side. "We'll get it cleaned up." He spoke, he too observing the bustling teenagers rebuilding their home, crossing his arms over his chest. With a large sigh, Margaret replied "I wish this was our only problem." 

"Mags. Who we are and who we need to be to survive are two very different things." The two had now turned to face one another, Bellamy with a certain and stern look, Margaret with a doubtful and concerned one. 

"Yeah well, I currently have no idea who I am or who I need to be." 

Bellamy nodded, understanding exactly what she was saying. "Then we'll figure it out, whatever it takes." Though she was thankful for Bellamy showing her some empathy, she couldn't help but feel so lost. She was loosing touch with herself, her entire life had been flipped on it's head and she had not a single clue on how to react, what to do or what to feel. 

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The 100 had made good progress rebuilding their camp and preparing for winter. Raven had rigged the radio to a camera (with a little help from Margaret) which now all belonged in a small tent, where the teens were able to speak with their loved ones on the ark. 

Margaret hadn't spoken to her father, and she didn't want to for the time being. She wouldn't know what to say; 'I've finally come to the realisation that you're not a great father' or 'how was the culling? did you enjoy it?' or even 'do you hate me?' Margaret and her father hadn't even seen one another since the morning of her sentencing, there were a lot of still open wounds on both parts and the girl decided with everything going on, now wasn't the best time for father/daughter bonding.

She had however been talking to Clarke a lot more, both girls rather enjoying the others company. Though she wasn't exactly used to the idea of friendship, Margaret was kind to Clarke and liked having her to talk to. So when the blonde, exited the tent after speaking with the council, and made her way over to Margaret Kane, she was greeted with a genuine smile.