seven ➳ lincoln

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"I can't believe they let Finn come." Octavia grumbles as we trekked through the forest to find the satellite that broadcasts the signals that have been jamming everything.

"He's the best tracker we've got." I say to her.

"Don't forget to look up! The grounders use the trees! That's how we lost John Mbege." Bellamy orders the guards, then turns to me, "Are you sure you should be out here?" He asks me, concern filling his features. I roll my eyes.

"Bellamy. I'm pregnant. Not disabled." I retorted. Octavia lets out a laugh, and hooks her arm through my arm that's not occupied by Bellamy. After walking for a while, Clarke gradually slows down, until she's right next to us.

"You guys have to sneak off and find a way into Mount Weather. We have to save our friends." She tells us.

"How do we do that with all of these guys around?" I ask, gesturing towards the guards.

"Clarke and I will distract them, while you head out." Raven says, falling into step with us. She had on a brace, and was walking along with the rest of us.

"Raven. I haven't seen you in a while." I mutter, pulling her into a hug.

"Yeah I miss you too. But you guys have to leave now." She says, quickly.

"Let's go." I say, looking at Bellamy and Octavia.

"I'm not so sure about you going, sweetheart." Bellamy says.

"Oh save it, Blake. you know I'm going to go anyways. Just take it." I say, smiling at him. He sighs but says quiet.

"Go on." Clarke mutters as she and Raven went up to the guards. Bellamy grabs my hand and we take off running, Octavia right behind our trails. When we were far enough, we slowed to a stop. I was breathing heavily, more heavily than the others. I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"You okay?" Octavia asks me. I breathlessly nod.

"This pregnancy will be the death of me. I call it." I say in between breaths. Octavia just laughs.

"According to Clarke, before the bombs, there were buildings everywhere here. I'm guessing some of them had access to the bunker." Bellamy informs us, putting a hand on the small of my back, "So we're looking for ruins, anything that's manmade okay?" He says, pulling me along. A ruffle in the trees cause us to bolt our heads in the direction. Three guards appeared from the trees. I sighed in defeat. They always found us.

"Hey! Blake! Let's go, right now." A guard, Scott, orders us.

"In case you've forgotten, we're not under your command." I growled at them, glaring.

"Don't make us do this the hard way." Scott says, raising his gun a little. Bellamy immediately pushes me behind him. I roll my eyes, but stayed put behind him.

"Come on, Scott. 47 of our people are prisoners in this mountain." Bellamy tries to reason with the guard.

"And that's why we're out here." Scott replies.

"Wrong." I say, stepping out from behind Bellamy, he immediately puts an arm around my waist, "You're out here to find other stations of the ark. We're here to find out friends." I see Octavia looking at the ground in horror.

"Bell." She says, shaking. I look down to see bugs running, a whole lot of them, running towards the rocks.

"What are they doing?" I asked, slightly scared.

"Running." Bellamy observes. I look forward and see a familiar orange yellow fog coming our way.

"Acid Fog!" I scream, pointing at it.

"We need cover, now! Deploy the tents! Let's go!" Bellamy orders, taking off his pack. I look over at Octavia to see her wandering off towards where the bugs all ran.

"Octavia." I call, running after her. She began removing some moss away from the walls, I gasped when I saw pieces of wood.

"Bell! There's something in here! Maybe it's the ruins!" Octavia yells out. Bellamy rushes over to help us. I push some moss out of the way and see a handle.

"I found it." I say, panicking, as the fog was coming closer now.

"Come on, pull." Bellamy mutters as he pulled open the doors.

"Hey! Quick. Get inside!" I yell out to the other guards. I was pushed into the room, as the fog grew closer.

"Move! It's too late!" I hear Bellamy yell as he shuts the door. I turn to see only two guardsmen. One was slow and was caught in the acid fog.

"Are you okay?" Bellamy asks softly, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah." I reply quickly, my eyes scanning the room.

"Where are we?" Scott asks us. Cars lined the room.

"Looks like a garage." Bellamy replies.

"More like a tomb." Octavia mutters.

"Look, I'm sorry about your man, but we need to find an access door to Mount Weather." Bellamy says, about to move.

"Hey. Not so fast." Scott stops him with a shocking wand. One I knew too well, back on the ark.

"Sir, that fog could keep us pinned down for another..." Bellamy starts to say.

"We'll split up. Be back here in 15." He says, giving us the shocker, surprising us all, "Be safe." He says, then turns to leave with the remaining guard.

"Let's go." Bellamy says, taking my hand in his, leading Octavia and I away from the entrance. We walk around the garage, Octavia and I shining our flashlights, hoping to find an entrance to Mount Weather. A Christmas carol can be heard throughout the garage and then screams. We ran towards the sound of the screams. The carol can be heard louder.

"Scott?" I call out, scared.

"Are you there?" Bellamy shouted out. Octavia looks around and stops abruptly. I follow her gaze and step back in fear.

"Bell. What's that?" Octavia asks, voice shaking. Bellamy shines the light over the figures and gasped when they turned. He immediately starts shooting at them, taking them down before they can take us down.

"Reapers." I breathed.

"O? Take this." He gives her the gun, he had, holding another gun with his other, "R, stay behind me." He instructs. I gulp, nodding. I shone the light around again and saw one over the dead body of Scott. The reaper turned, to show a familiar face. My eyes widened in shock. Bellamy cocked his gun ready to shoot, when Octavia stops him. Tears were starting to collect in her eyes.

"Don't. It's Lincoln." She says.

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