O Death//Book 2 in the Calliope Kane Series

Chapter 8

A/N: WOW. I really have like, no excuse on why I haven't updated except to say that I have had NO motivation. But it's coming back now. SO hopefully it stays. Thank you all for reading this and loving it. 

"Call all your friends, tell them i'm never coming back. This is the end, pretend that you want it, don't react."

The walk back to camp was not a pleasant one. Octavia, Abby and Lincoln all left before the other three, so they were all left alone with their thoughts after Lexa left. Callie walked next to Clarke not really knowing what to say to the girl. How do you tell someone it's going to be okay when someone they love was going to have to die? Once they reached the gate, Callie heard yelled for the weapons to be lowered and looked up at Finn running towards them and Clarke's face dropped. She hurried up to him and grabbed his arm to try and pull him back into the compound.

"Get back inside. You can't be out here." She hissed as she spared a glance at the guards that came with them. Callie watched Finn's face fall and realized that she couldn't be here while they did this, while they basically told him that he was going to have to die because of what he did. Squeezing Bellamy's hand, Callie waited till he looked at her before she spoke.

"I'm going to go check on Lincoln...I can't be around this right now." She whispered. Before he could say anything, Callie headed off towards medical where she knew that Lincoln would be resting. Heading in, she noticed that he was still handcuffed to the bed and raised her eyebrows at Octavia before just ignoring it. Walking over, the redhead checked his vitals and tried to figure out what she was going to say to them when Lincoln grabbed her arm.

"I take it something else happened after we left?" He asked as Callie sat down on a chair next to him. She refused to meet the other two's eyes and nodded.

"Lexa want's blood for blood." Callie said quietly. "She wants us to give up Finn to keep the safety of everyone else." Lincoln stared at the girl with a blank face, it seemed like he was studying her almost.

"You think they should give him up." It wasn't a question. More of a general statement, something that actually made Callie look up into his eyes. Before she could respond, Hurricane Clarke came running into the tent and stopped short as she looked at the trio.

"Why is he still handcuffed, hes cured?" She asked as she shot a glare towards Callie. Callie held her hands up and had stood up as Abby and the others joined them.

"Let's not worry about that right now. Is there any way to make peace." Abby asked looking at Lincoln. It was amazing how even though he had almost died, he was still the calmest out of all of them.

"Did she leave riders behind?" He asked as Clarke nodded. "Then you don't have much time. They are here for Finn."

"She can't expect us to just give him up like he's a lamb to the slaughter." Clarke said, her voice rising as she looked around the room. Lincoln looked a little sad as he watched her lose her cool. Callie knew how upset Clarke was, Finn meant a lot to her.

"She wouldn't let the rest of her people die to save the life of one murder." Lincoln said slowly. "If you don't give him up then she will kill everyone in this camp."

The silence was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. It hung over them like a blanket. Suffocating and heavy. It was almost as if they were all trying to decide the right course to take, Calliope unfortunately knew that no matter what they do Clarke would be the one that was unhappy.

"There has to be another way to make peace." Abby said with a sad look on her face. Though she hated to admit it, she knew deep down that it was their only option. Callie sighed as she rubbed her hand over her face.