darling, hold me in your arms (the way you did last night)
Rated M - Multichapter - Ongoing
Clarke doesn’t make it back in time to be on the rocket. Neither does Murphy.
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Chapter 33 - someone help us (cause we're doing our best)
Octavia's eyes caught on one face, one familiar face in a sea of strangers, and her breath caught in her throat. She quickly scanned the rest, ran through a list of names that had dwindled since they’d first landed on Earth, ticking them off one after another. Dead. Dead. On their way to what was left of the Ark. Dead. Partying to death. Dead. Dead. Dead.
There were a few she didn’t know the status of, but, considering she couldn’t see them, she assumed they were at the death party.
But there was one here she knew, one person who shared at least part of her experience, one person she suddenly, desperately needed to live.
“Kane!” she yelled, leaning over the railing, a small part of her satisfied at the way the few conscious people below jumped at the sound of her voice.
“Octavia?” Kane yelled back, shielding his eyes against the glaring fluorescents as he stared up at her. “We’re almost done. The door will be sealed soon.”
“Miller stays,” she shouted down at him, adding a glare for effect. “If you throw out Miller, or any of the rest of the 100, I’ll kill you myself.”
She turned away before he could answer, before he could argue, but hoped it was enough. She rounded back to the office she’d commandeered and tried to think through what would happen next.
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