Flame ➸ John Murphy

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At a table in the corner of the camp sat West. She drew designs with her finger on the table to keep her gaze down. People stared at her as they walked passed. They had begun to realize who she was. Kane had tried to put her back in jail, but Abby was able to stop him after hearing Wests story from Clarke.

"Want some?" A voice asked.

Looking up from her hands West saw Murphy sit across from her at the table. A few moments earlier she had seen him sitting with Clarke and Finn.

"Clarke kick you out?" She quizzed.

"Raven." He clarified. "So, want it?"

West peered into the metal cup he held. A dark liquid swirled inside. Grabbing the cup from him, she raised it to her nose. As the scent invaded her senses she pulled it away. She shook her head as her nose scrunched in disgust.

"That smells like acid." West said as she pushed the cup away.

"Montys still from the drop ship." John chuckled before taking a swig. "You look like you could use some."

West chuckled as she shook her head. The two sat for a moment as Murphy continued to drink the alcohol. As they sat west's could feel the eyes of everyone on her even more now that Murphy sat with her. When she looked around everyone's gaze dropped.

"Don't pay attention to them." Murphy said as he drank. "What they think doesn't matter."

"They think I'm a cold blooded killer." She groaned. "So it does matter."

"Aren't you?" He laughed.

West didn't answer as she glared at him.

"I'm messing with you Flame." He laughed once more.

West was surprised her story hadn't gotten to the boy. Though she wasn't planning to tell him herself.

"What happened with Kane?" She asked knowing that he was mad about what he and Finn had done.

"Cleared of all charges." He smirked. "How about you?"

"He was convinced by Abby that even if I wasn't innocent I was still sent to the ground and was pardoned."

Murphy nodded. "A killer and a criminal set free."

West rolled her eyes and grabbed the cup from his hand. Without thinking she took a large sip. Wincing, she swallowed it down.

"Why'd you do that?" He asked amused.

"Because I have something in common with you."

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Raven had figured out Mount Weather, the place Clarke said everyone was being held, was blocking radio signals. Raven, Clarke, West, John, Abby and a few guards went out to fix it. Bellamy and Octavia had been part of the group, but had run off on their own mission making some of the guards go after them.

"It'll be dark soon. We should set up camp here." Clarke said as she looked up the mountain to the tower that was blocking radio waves.

"We need more water." Clarke said as she opened a few different canteens. "John," She didn't finish her sentence as John spoke.

"Alright," He sighed as he swung his backpack back on.

"There's a stream we passed not too far." Clarke said before turning to West. "Go with him to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid."