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FALO WANTED TO GO BACK to her friends waiting at Arkadia, most of all, she wanted to go back to Raven. They had no communication with them, their radios back at Arkadia were all scrambled and in wires. The four -- Monty, Harper, Jasper, and Raven -- had a weight on their shoulders because their friends hadn't returned from Polis, they didn't know if they were alive or not, but what they did know was that A.L.I.E was gone. That news that their friends were wiped out in Polis weighed heavily on them all.

Abby tended to Falo's leg, telling her that she was lucky the poker hadn't went through anything important. Once they got back to Arkadia she would have to stay off her leg as much as possible though Abby knew Falo wouldn't do that.

Exhaling out slowly, Falo ignored the dull ache in her leg, taking slow steps towards Clarke and Bellamy from the tower of Polis, while she could feel the blood pumping out of her leg and onto the cloth Abby tied around her leg.

Bellamy widened his eyes, watching as she limped over, pain in her eyes. He frowned out of concern and walked towards her, grabbing her arm to steady her. She looked up at him and gave him a reassuring nod.

She took a look around the now gloomy city. The city that once held exuberant color was filled with pained cries, stacked with bodies, and stained with blood.

It was a horrific sight.

While the dead were lucky to be gone, the living only had six months before radiation came to claim their lives.

Falo glanced at Clarke's concern filled gaze set right on her before she watched Clarke shift it to a worried Bellamy, Falo following her gaze.

"She'll be okay," Falo told him. "Octavia can take of herself."

"That's not what I'm worried about." Bellamy sternly said.

Pike. He was worried about the charges they would press for Pike's death. Everyone saw her pierce her sword right through his chest.

They all knew if Octavia didn't do it than Falo definitely would've.

He killed an army of her people in cold blood, he killed her brother Lincoln in cold blood, and he thought grounders had no heart, that they killed any chance they could get with no remorse.

Jus drein jus daun, Falo thought when they dragged his body out of the tower.

He deserved the death that was given to him, everyone knew that.

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