Bellamy went out on a supply run with a you, Clarke and Monty. You was trying to gather anything you could.

But suddenly a group of grounders took you lot by surprise, and Bellamy got shot straight through his right leg. He fell to the ground instantly, you ran over not waisting any time.

Eventually, you managed to get him back to the camp, and Abby instantly helped get him to the medical room.

As he was laying on the bed, your hand in his, she said he needs surgery, but we have no anesthesia. He had to be awake.

"There's really nothing?" I ask, hoping there is but seeing no hope in her eyes.

"No, unfortunately not. But we need to hurry." Abby spoke, moving to his leg.

He looks up at you, holding your hand tightly as she removes the arrow, he groans in pain and squeezes your hand slightly.