The Azblida | The 100

~Hit The Brakes~

"I'm so glad I brought you with me, Angel." He whispered into her ear as they rushed back to the rover.

"Me too." She nodded. "Me too."

~~~

Polis.. that's what they were driving back to, following the exact route they had been driving before. It was the most obvious route to take since those betrayers were probably driving back to Polis with the fuel and Meave had spotted fresh tracks leading that way.

"We have to get to them before they get to Polis with that fuel. They'll use it to make bombs. They'll kill everyone." Roan warned after hours of being quiet, watching the trees passing by.

"You mean they'll use it to kill Ice Nation. All you care about is your own people." Bellamy bit back harshly without looking away from the road and Meave felt hurt a little.... one of her best friends hated the man she married and felt safest with.

"Yeah, like you're any better. That's all anyone cares about." Roan growled and glared at the serious face behind the car steering.

"I don't. I just want to be peace." Meave sighed and switched her gaze to the beautiful trees outside, hearing a few chuckles from both of the men before Bellamy suddenly hit the brakes.

She first couldn't tell why, but it only took a matter of seconds to understand that the dying man from before had passed away and was currently laying on the road they first sought passage through. Something was off however and Roan felt it as well, narrowing his eyes.

"Wait."

"They left a body. We need to see if we can pick up their trail." Bellamy told the two lovers stubbornly, but they knew better than to fall for the bait.

"Yeah, well, it's really coincidental Trikru left the body right on our trail." Meave pointed out that the elderly man was laying perfectly in the middle of both ways. "Besides-...."

"Trikru burn their dead. They're still here. Back up now." Roan finished, scanning the forest carefully.

"Both of you, there is no one here. They've taken the truck. The fuel. Clarke. If you're such a good tracker, go track."

"Bellamy, I think the tracker is right." Meave raised her voice, slowly panicking since he was too damn stubborn to listen and trust the king to actually back up. "We are under fucking attack, back up!" Meave hissed, watching three grounders jump on top of the rover, trying to get them to give up the king.

"You were saying?" Roan raised an eyebrow at the stubborn man irritated and Bellamy rolled his eyes before aiming at the leader of the group with his gun.

"I DON'T WANT TO SHOOT YOU. WHERE'S THE TRUCK, AND WAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH IT?"

"Give us the king." They demanded, trying to open the doors, not knowing the queen was in there as well as she was hidden behind Bellamy and Roan.

"Bellamy."

"What!"

"Truck's not here."

"How the hell do you know?" Bellamy panicked, trying to drive back despite getting attacked.

"Because everyone does what best for their own people. It was my men who took it." He responded calmly and it kinda shocked Meave.

"What...?" Her eyes grew wide as she started to think for herself, not realising Roan almost got decapitated. "Shit! Bellamy, right time to get us out of here." She shouted as he hit the gas with all power, thankfully driving them out of the Trikru zone.

~~~

"What the hell is he doing!" Roan pointed out at a man standing on the back of the second rover, trying to kick the fuel out of the trunk.

"Weaponising the fuel." Her mind suddenly went back to what Monty had said to them, 'One wrong bump and it would cause an explosion....'

Fuck.

"You said we need every drop."

"We do!"

"So get me as close as you can!"

"Wait, Roan? What are you-...?" She tried to stop her husband, getting cut off by Roan who climbed to the back seat next to her and shook his head. "Please don't." She whispered, watching him turn the hatch on the ceiling so he could open it.

"I'll be fine." He gave her a short kiss on her forehead and then climbed out of the rover.

"Now! Do it!"

Closing her eyes, Meave swallowed nervously. She didn't want to see Roan jump from one rover to the other while they both were racing at full speed.

Normally she couldn't care less, if any other warrior would've done it she would've been fine with it, but somehow watching him do it made her stomach turn. She wasn't afraid of the betrayer standing on the other rover ready to kill Roan, she knew Roan was the better fighter, but.... the fear of losing him in general was just killing her.

When he made the jump however, her body relaxed just the slightest bit and she managed to open her eyes again. Her king was laying on his back, kicking the guard hard into his stomach and creating some space for himself to get up in.

Unfortunately, the man seemed to recover fast as well and seeing no way out, Roan suddenly pushed his thumbs into the man's eyes to blind him and stabbed his heart before he could cause any harm to him.

"Natrona." [Traitor.] He growled into his ear before kicking him off the rover.

"Faster Bellamy! We have to get in front of them!" Meave yelled, watching Bellamy drive passed the second rover and stopping in front of it for a clear shot. It may have seemed like a reckless idea, but it was the only one they had. Stopping it on time, Bellamy was trying to concentrate on the man beside Clarke not to shoot her, but quickly turned around.

"Meave, get out!" Even if he hates Roan, he cared for Meave and didn't want her to get hurt, even if it was just a small cut. She was his responsibility now and he wanted her to get out and be safe.

"I'm out!" She climbed out and rushed away from the rover to a safe place.

"Come on Clarke, come on!" He tried to control his breathing, waiting for Clarke to get close and then it happened.... gun in his hand, aimed at the man, trigger pulled....