The next morning I woke up in my tent, my body sore from taking that fall out of the tree. After returning back to camp I went right to my tent, falling asleep almost instantly. I sat up slowly, letting out a sigh, only then noticing Jasper sitting on the ground leaning against my bed.

"Oh, morning." He smiled.

I stretched out my arms with a yawn. "Morning."

"How'd you sleep?"

"Considering I slept on a bed made of sticks and padding from the dropship," I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, "not so well." He gave a slight nod. "So, why were you waiting for me to wake up?" I asked when the tent grew silent.

"Oh right, Bellamy told me to ask you if you would help Raven and me with the landmines."

I gave him a look of disbelief. "Bellamy? The same Bellamy, that refuses to let me do anything that is remotely dangerous really told you to get me to help set up landmines...a job that could potentially kill me?"

Jasper chuckled, glancing down at the ground. "Yeah, I couldn't believe it either. Now you gonna help?"

With a groan, I fell back onto my bed, pulling the itchy orange fabric over me again. "That sounds like work."

"Oh, come on," he stood up from the ground, adjusting the pair of goggle on top his head, "you'll be working with Raven and me, two pretty awesome people may I add, it will be fun." I raised a brow, giving the teenage criminal a minute to think about what he had just said. "Okay so maybe setting up bombs that could potentially blow you into a million pieces might not be fun," he voiced, "but Bellamy wants everyone doing something to help out the camp."

Putting my pointer finger to my chin and looking to the side, I acted as if I was thinking of my answer. "Yeah. Yeah, so I think I'm just gonna pass on this opportunity," I joked pulling my blanket over my head.

"Come on Ari." He shook my leg, trying to get me to sit up and look at him.

I closed my eyes, gripping the blanket tightly. "No," I yawned,

Jasper let out a sigh, "I can't believe you're making me do this." He pulled my blanket off my body completely, a rush of cold air running over me causing the hairs on my arms and legs to stand up.

I sat up glaring at him. "What the hell, it's freezing!"

"If I have to help, then so do you." I shook my head and flipped over to my stomach, trying to get comfortable in the freezing air.

"Fine," he sighed, "I guess I have to eat this stale, 97-year-old chocolate bar, all by myself," he said sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Wait," I sat up straight, "you have chocolate?" He nodded with a smirk. "Okay, I'm up, I'm up." Jasper took out the bar from his pocket and held it out to me. "Hershey?" I asked reading the dark brown packaging.

"I don't know, Finn gave it to me a while back, all I know is its chocolate," he explained.

With a grin, I grabbed the corner of the wrapping and peeled back the paper. Instantly I dropped the chocolate bar and shrieked due to the old candy having many tiny yellow bugs and what looked like worms, crawling all over it.

"Well, that disappointing." Jasper frowned picking up the bar and examining it. "I don't know what I expected, it did expire 97 years ago."

I crossed my arms, pouting at the much taller teenage boy. "You got my hopes up for nothing. You know I've always wanted to try chocolate."

He smiled, standing up, "Yeah, I know, but hey at least you're up now and you can help."

I sighed, rolling my eyes as I swung my legs over the side of my bed. "Fine, but you owe me." I pointed at him sternly, which in return made him laugh.

As I was tying up the laces of my boots, Jasper pulled a makeshift walkie-talkie from his back pocket and held it out to me. "Bellamy also wanted you to have this." I reluctantly took the piece of metal with exposed wires connected in all different places. "It's a radio, Monty made it yesterday when you guys went hunting before he...ya' know." Jasper hadn't been doing all that well since Monty went missing yesterday while looking for Clarke Finn and me. He was noticeably making fewer jokes and kept his gaze at the ground.

"Jasper-" I tried to comfort him but he cut me off.

"So you just hit this red button to speak," he explained, "and you let it go to listen, and this button-" he pointed to a small black square. "-turns the radio on."

I nodded my head and set it next to me. "Thank you." After that exchange, Jasper waited outside my tent allowing me to change into my long-sleeved black shirt, the only other top I had. I tied the bottom of the shirt in a knot and folded up my sleeves for if I didn't, the shirt would look like a dress on me it was so large. Bellamy had given it to me a while back, taking it from the pile of clothes that used to belong to teenage criminals we had lost along the way.

Once dressed, I grabbed my jacket and radio after quickly braiding my hair to the side and walked out of the tent to meet with Jasper. He leads me to the gate and over to Raven, who was knelt on the ground barring something in the dirt.

"We are here to help." I smiled down at her, shoving my hands into my jacket pockets.

"Great, pass me that wire," she said pointing to a coil of wires that had been pulled from the interior of the dropship. I did as asked and knelt down beside her, helping to connect the wire.

"Better hope those landmines work, with all the gunpowder we're wasting we could be building more bombs," Bellamy muttered, strutting up behind us, gun held tightly against his chest as if it had been permanently placed there.

Raven only stopped for a single second, delivering a quick and witty line without missing a beat, "Want to come here and test one?" she asked.

I couldn't help but chuckle, glancing over at Jasper who also had a smile spread across his face.

Bellamy didn't know how to respond to the engineer's comment, it caught him off guard and stumped him for a moment before he was able to respond with an order. "I need this entire section done by morning then do the south field."

He went to turn away from us but Raven stopped him, getting up and grabbing his shoulder. "Hey, I told you we're going after Clarke, Finn, and Monty tomorrow."

The tall freckled-faced boy shook his head, "Nobody leaves this camp!" he snapped, putting his foot down just as a gunshot fired off grabbing everyone's attention and making us jump.

The group of criminals outside the gate turned in every direction, trying to find where the source the shot came from. Leaning against the wall of the fence, one of the boys on watch starred down at his gun in shock, almost afraid to be holding it.

"What the hell's the matter with you?!" Bellamy yelled as he stormed up the incline of the hill as the young boy who couldn't be any older than 16 continuously apologized for his mistake, explaining he had been up all night and accidentally fell asleep, hitting the trigger. Bell didn't see it that way though as he finally let his gun fall out of his hands and to his side, dangling by the strap before grabbing the boys shirt, pushing him against the outer wall. "We've all been on watch all day, we're all tired!" he screamed in the boys face.

"Well, at least we know why Bellamy's so cranky," I whispered to Jasper making him chuckle.

Octavia walked up to her brother, putting her hand on his shoulder. "Bell, you're scaring people," she commented.

The older Blake turned to the younger, "They should be scared!" He let go of the boy's shirt, turning to address the small group of teenagers who viewed him of all people as their leader. "The bomb on the bridge saved us some time, but that time is up. The Grounders are out there right now, waiting for us to leave. Clarke, Finn, and Monty are gone, probably dead-" I glanced over to Jasper as he stared down at the ground to hide his expression of worry and doubt. "-If you want to be next, I can't stop you, but no guns are leaving this camp! They are the only thing keeping us alive." Bell shifted his weight from his left to right, bringing his hand up to rub his stubbly chin with a sigh, thinking of what to say next, when he came up with nothing he just yelled out another order. "Get back to work!"

No one hesitated to get back to what they were doing in fear that Bellamy may snap at them next. I looked at Raven as she folded her arms over her chest and what seemed to be a permanent scowl dance across her face as if she had just smelt something bad. She made her way back over to the landmines she was previously working on and knelt down.

I followed suit, kneeling next to her. "I'm sorry," I blurted out, feeling like it was the right thing to say but I instantly regretted it when the brunet gave me a confused look. "I didn't stop the Grounder from taking them, it's my fault their gone."

Raven shook her head as her face softened. "It's not your fault Ari. You're like the size of an ant, I wouldn't expect you to take on a Grounder."

I let out a sight, helping to put one of the small bombs in the ground. "I know but I still wish I could have done something."

Raven nodded, "Hey why don't you grab me some more gunpowder, we're running out," she asked, trying to get me to change to subject.

I gave her a nod. "Sure thing." Smiling I stood up, wiping the dirt from my jeans.

"It's in the dropship on the middle level," she explained, extending a long piece of the copper wire across the path. I kept that in mind and made my way back into camp and to the dropship.

From the outside, I could hear the sounds of Myles groaning in pain due to his injuries. The noises reminded me of when Jasper had been speared in the chest and it made me cringe as I walked inside, not knowing that Bellamy was inside as well.

He glanced up from the table of plans that were laid out in front of him, curious as to who has invaded his space. "Hey." Deciding to ignore him, I shook my head and walked over to the ladder, beginning to climb up. "Ari, come on. Don't you think I want to go after them too?" He asked.

His statement made me stop mid-climb and let out a sigh, turning my head I was able to look him head-on due to finally being eye level with the position I was in on the ladder. "If it was you out there, do you think Monty, Clarke or Finn would hide behind these walls?" I asked.

Bellamy put his hands oh his hips. "No, they'd go after me and be dead too." I rolled my eyes, looking up to the second level and shook my head. "I am doing what I think is right for the group," he tried to defend himself but I didn't care to hear it as he was being completely unreasonable with the whole situation.

I chuckled to myself, looking back at him. "It's funny, you didn't think that way when Octavia went missing," I shot back. He sighed rubbing his face as I went climbing again.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"To get some more gunpowder for the minefields that you want to be built so badly," I spat before making my way to the middle level, ignoring Bellamy as he tried to continue to talk to me.

I walked over to the table that held the gunpowder tin. I smiled at the label Raven put on it. 'Gunpowder: Can blow your fuck'in head off'. I turned back to the ladder, opening the hatch and began to make my way back down, holding the tin close to me.

The closer I got the first level, the louder the sounds of struggling got. Looking to the right of me, I saw Murphy standing at the head of Myles bed, his back to me so I couldn't see what was happening until he turned slightly, getting a better grip on whatever he was doing. That's when I saw the plastic bag made from the dropship interior covering Myles' head, cutting off his air supply as he struggled to breath.

I froze in my spot on the ladder, using one hand to hold me up and my other to hold to gunpowder as my eyes widened at the sight before me. I tried my best not to move or make a sound but my hand slowly began to slip due to the sweat that formed from by my nerves and I had no choice but to reposition myself or I would fall to the ground.

In the process, the tin of gunpowders hit the side of the ladder making a slight clang. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, knowing I had attracted Murphy's unwanted attention.

"He uh, he stopped breathing. I...was, I was trying to help him," Murphy stuttered, trying to make excuses for what he had done.

Knowing better than to upset him, I just nodded my head and continued to climb down the ladder slowly, glancing over my shoulder to the gun that Bellamy had left sitting on the table. Murphy noticed my looks and we both made a dash to the heavy gun. I jumped from the ladder, my feet stinging slightly from the force of my body weight and the hight I fell from. Reaching my hand out I tried to get to the table but Murphy was much faster and had longer arms.

He didn't hesitate to point the weapon that could rip through flesh right at my face. Of course, I raised my hands in the air showing that surrounded. "Murphy, please put the gun down," I begged, swallowing the lump in my throat as I made sure to look him in the eyes, trying to get him to see that I wasn't the enemy, that I was just a kid. This was something York taught me back on the Ark years ago.

"He tried to kill me!" Murphy yelled looking back at Myles.

"Yeah," I nodded my head beginning to inch my way back towards the dropship door, "I get it, Murphy I do."

"Don't move!" he screamed, his finger now resting against the trigger.

My heart began to harshly pound in my chest, I felt like it was going to explode. There was no way I was going to survive this, Murphy doesn't care about any living beings life but his own. Plus he's bigger, stronger and has a gun, and all I have is a tin of gunpowder and a radio. That's when the idea came to me. I have a radio!

He continued to explain the situation, not noticing me slowly bringing one of my hands down into my pocket that held the radio, my only connection to safety. I held down the talk button, that way anyone with a radio could hear what was going on inside the dropship.

"Okay, alright Murphy. It's cool, we're cool. It's fine," I babbled, trying to get the message across to anyone listening while also doing my best not to get shot.

The criminal in front of me shook his head, "No, it's not Ari. You know exactly what will happen to me if you tell Bellamy."

"Tell Bellamy what?" The moment his voice came through the radio it felt like the world around me was crashing down. I closed my eyes and let out a heavy sigh, keeping my finger on the talk button.

Murphy tilted his head to the side al, "Give me the radio Ari," he demanded, the gun still pointed at my head.

Knowing that I could possibly be killed if I didn't do as he said, I slowly pulled the radio out from my pocket, going to hand it to Murphy but before I could fully hand it to him, I brought it up to my mouth quickly, "Murphy has a gun, he killed Myles." I explained the situation as fast as I could while also making a run for the door.