It had been a long day. Everyone was exhausted but chatting among themselves while Monty drove the rover back to Arkadia.

Since what happened at Mount Weather, things with the grounders had noticeably calmed down, but there were more problems: Clarke had left, you knew nothing about her, nor about the Farm station, which had apparently landed very close to Alpha Station (now Arkadia) the same day the Ark came down to Earth.

So the last few months had been spent searching, searching, and searching... without finding anything at all.

You tried to keep your eyes open, but the night before, you had barely had time to sleep more than a few minutes. Unconsciously, you rested your head on the closest thing to you—Bellamy’s shoulder. The dark-haired man looked in your direction, scanning you for a few seconds before finally asking, "Everything okay?"