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IT WAS STILL UNBELIEVABLE THAT MONTY AND HARPER WERE GONE. They loved each other a lot, they loved their friends, they loved their home, they loved the algae, they loved doing the deed in the most random places, they loved a lot of things, but most of all they loved Jordan Jasper Green more than life itself.
Falo took a deep breath as they descended down into the new planet that they would come to know as their new home.
"I know this is a lot to process," Bellamy told everyone as they took in everything all at once. "Take an hour and meet in the mess. We need to game this out."
"Bellamy, you are not in charge anymore, not like you were when the dropship first dropped down," Falo snapped, spinning around. "I am, and I say take as long as you all possibly need, then we'll decide what to do once everyone is in the mess hall." Falo told them, wiping her eyes.
Clarke sighed, glancing down. Falo glanced towards her, knowing Clarke would need a little bit of time, it wouldn't be much though. Everyone who were on the ring would most likely need hours or more to process everything. They knew Monty and Harper the best, they were their family, people considered blood.
Falo swallowed down a lump in her throat, seeing no one was moving. "Monty saved us. . . if it weren't for him we'd be dead."
Thankfully, Abby was the first to nod and smile, Falo's words sticking in her head. "Now we get our humanity back."
Raven's lips curled. "Some of us never lost it." She spun around on her heel and she stormed off. Falo closed her eyes for a moment, before Shaw decided to follow her.
Not many of them, if at all, deserved this second chance. At some point everyone lost their humanity, but some got it back, while others didn't. But Falo wasn't going to waste Monty and Harper's lives, she was going to take the second chance and try to live with these people on the planet, if they were still alive.
Her past self may not even be able to recognize her — she never would've thought of being able to turn her regular blood into night blood and become commander because that would mean it was scientific and she wouldn't be a true commander, she never would've thought of cryosleep because she would've thought it was magic, she never would've thought she would survive a radioactive power wave.
She also made many other choices that were horrendous in her eyes and that her old self probably never would've done like going to war with her friends and wanting to kill them all for lying, killing innocents, betraying Raven for Clarke.
"I think I'm gonna go rest." Clarke said.
Falo nodded. "Me too."
The pair made it down the hall and into a room, before Falo closed the door and smiled at Clarke, her hand gently brushing her arm. "Clarke-"
