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Little Christmas special... Merry Christmas my Flarke bitches
Chapter 4: Octavia
Bellamy has been very secretive lately, keeping to himself and disappearing for hours at a time in the drop ship, speaking to Dr. Griffin. Thinking about it, Clarke and Finn have, too.
"O, can you come here please." I turn around to Bellamy emerging from the drop ship after what seems like forever.
"You took your time," I say, folding my arms.
He sighs. "Please, it's important."
"Fine." I step inside to see Clarke, Finn and Monty pondering over a small box opened up on a table. "What's this?"
Bellamy explains what the box is and where it comes from. My stomach drops when I hear that word. Ark. It seems so distant, millions of miles up in space. And they've been watching us?
"I'm trying to find how it sends video to the Ark," Monty says, motioning for me to come and have a closer look. There are many wires tangled inside, some of them stripped down to single threads.
"... And what help is destroying the only connection?"
"The wires I've wrecked aren't a connection, I'm just cutting off the video that would be recording us right now. If they knew what we were doing, they... I don't know what they would do, but there'd be consequences."
I nod and face Bellamy. "Is this why you've been so distant?" He looks down at his feet. "Don't worry,I forgive you." He smiles a crooked smile, just a tiny one.
I decide to leave the drop ship, and outside a light snow has begun to fall. I can feel goosebumps creeping up my arm as I shiver, and then I realise what day it is.
It's Christmas.
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"Merry Christmas!" everyone shouts, lifting up their cups and clinking them together, the whole table shaking with laughter and smiles. Small presents are passed down the table, one for everyone as far as I can see.
"Octavia, here." I face Lincoln who's sitting opposite me, a gift in his hands and a shy smile plastered on his face. "Merry Christmas."
I take the present from his hands and begin to untie the faded-red ribbon wrapped around the paper. It's very flat and light and doesn't feel like much, but Lincoln still smiles as my fingers delve under the paper - and find more paper. What even...?
But when I pull it out I gasp at its beauty. It's the drawing of me from his notebook, except now it's been coloured in and there's a short message at the bottom: Dear Octavia, have a great Christmas. Love from Linc x. Short but sweet.
"Aww, thank you." I get up to kiss him on the cheek.
"You're welcome! So, what have you got me?" A heavy feeling dwells on me; I didn't get Lincoln a present.
I shift uncomfortably in my seat. "I... I'll give it to you later. When we're alone." I smile.
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We all sit around the campfire - me and Lincoln, Clarke and Finn, Bellamy and Raven, and Harper dead asleep in Clarke's arms. Finn is wearing an ugly sweater per Clarke's request (and gift). There's some quiet conversation for a few minutes between everybody until Raven gets up from her seat next to Bellamy. Everyone turns to look at her, but she ignores the curious stares and walks straight into the forest without looking back.
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