Murphy returned to the camp, bringing with him a biological weapon that the Grounders had used against you.

They didn't know exactly what it was, only that it was extremely contagious and that, so far, a significant number of those infected had died.

The disease itself didn't kill you, but the lack of medicine and medical care did.

You were sitting near the campfire, assisting a group of boys to prepare the food you would eat that day, until Clarke walked towards you.

You recognized that look; she didn't even have to speak for you to understand what was happening. Quickly, you walked over to the dropship. You didn't care about the risk of getting infected; all you wanted to know was if he was okay.

When you laid eyes on him, seating against the wall, you noticed how his brow furrowed upon seeing you exposed to the disease in that place. "You shouldn't be here. Go with the others." he cautioned.