The 100 were on earth, and you were one of them.

As the daughter of the cyllor and acting chancellor, Marcus Kane, you and Bellamy Blake, the boy who broke into the module to take care of his sister, became the leaders of the delinquents.

You and Bellamy were finally getting along, at first there were a lot of barbs between you, but now everything was different.

Things were not well at the camp. Problems with land, diseases, lack of food, winter, bombs and so on... but there was something... something that finally seemed right to you.

You had to admit, you liked Bellamy, you liked spending time with him and even in that sarcastic and idiotic way that he always did. But you just couldn't admit it.

Sometimes, it seemed like Bellamy felt the same, sometimes he didn't, but you knew he wasn't someone easy to deal with, however, you had patience... only with him.

You had just returned from a hunt with Monroe and Miller, apparently Clarke and Finn hadn't returned yet, but you didn't worry too much, they knew how to take care of themselves.

Walking through the field in search of Bellamy, you saw Raven come out of his tent, with her hair disheveled, her clothes wrinkled and her cheeks red, she looked... tired? as if she had made physical effort.

It was strange seeing her in Bellamy's tent since they didn't get along so well. You tried your best not to think that they could have done anything, but it was inevitable.

You decided not to talk to Bellamy, so you were now in the module, helping Monty disassemble the radio so Raven could make the walkie talks, you really wanted to forget what you saw and focus on your "missing" friends but you couldn't take the image of Raven and Bellamy together of your mind.

Raven entered the module to supervise the work, Bellamy entered right behind, seeming to be looking for something, or someone, as he sighed when he saw you, walking towards the three of you.

You sighed when you saw him, trying not to look at him or Raven, frowning, leaving the atmosphere strange in the module.