It's been mere weeks since the 100 landed on the ground, and you've all somehow managed to start war with the grounders already. To be fair, you guys didn't even know there was other people on earth. Everyone thought earth was inhabitable back on the ark.

The 100 had banished Murphy from camp for trying to kill Charlotte, which caused her to kill herself. And the grounders kidnapped him and infected him with a sickness, then sent him to your camp.

He had been heavily tortured by them, and he was infected with an extremely contagious sickness, which got half the camp sick. Chemical warfare from the grounders.

Luckily, the sickness only lasts a few days per person, so it's not deadly. It's just to slow you all down, not to kill you.

Raven had planted a bomb that she made at the bridge to stop the grounders from getting here, to the camp, while she was sick, but she struggled setting the bomb off because in the middle of her doing it, she started getting symptoms of the sickness.

It worked out, though, thanks to the help of you, Jasper, and Monty.

And now she's inside the dropship, resting, along with all the other people who have the illness. It's an open space, but everyone's too sick to care about anything.

"You hesitated." Raven pointed out quietly, referring to you helping her earlier at the bridge.

You huffed softly in feigned amusement, though she saw the way your body tensed. "Well, thats--- kind of what people do when they're about to step in front of a bomb." You mumbled.

Raven paused and sucked in a sharp breath. "You caught Clarke." She shook her head lightly. "You knew she was sick, and you could've gotten it, and you caught her anyway.."

You hesitated for a moment, she's referring to this morning. Clarke caught the sickness and almost passed out, you caught her. "Raven. I love you---"

"Not the way that I wanna be loved." Raven cut you off. She coughed lightly, damn grounder sickness. "Not the way that you love Clarke."