Y/n Murphy was the little sister to John Murphy. Well, technically they were twins, but she was a few minutes younger. She was the only person John cared about. No one else. Just her. Unlike her brother, Y/n was nicer, not an asshole. Though if you...
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One room in the Ark was quiet as only a few people could be seen inside. About an hour or so had gone by since Bellamy Blake and Y/n Murphy had reunited with one another. Rain had started pouring down from the sky earlier, the occasional rumble of thunder adding to it, showing that there might possibly be a storm coming. In the room, Y/n had her arms crossed as she leaned against the wall, glaring down at the floor as she and Bellamy listened to Clarke and her mother argue with one another.
The older woman had found them after her and the council made a plan how to get the rest of their people out of Mount Weather and safely to Camp Jaha. However, both Clarke and Y/n were angry when Abby informed them that they weren't going out to get two of their own people. John Murphy and Finn Collins. The two boys had dispersed from Bellamy and the others to look for their people, thinking they had been taken by the grounders and were trying to get them back, but Abby wasn't letting that happen.
"What? No. You can't just cut them loose." Clarke states.
Abby sighs. "Sweetheart, we don't have the manpower to send out two separate rescue missions and protect our camp."
"Mom. They're in trouble. They're either gonna get themselves killed or they're gonna make things worse with the grounders, who we need to get our people out of Mount Weather." Clarke reminds.
"I know you feel this is unfair. But our priority has to be with Chancellor Kane if there is any hope for peace." Abby replies.
Y/n steps forward. "If you wanted peace, you shouldn't have killed the only grounder who was gonna help us. My brother is out there. You're really just gonna do that to him and Finn?"
"I'm sorry, Y/n. The decision's been made." Abby tells her.
"You're sorry?" Bellamy speaks up, making them all look at him. "Finn and Murphy, Y/n's brother, are out there looking for your daughter with guns you gave us, and now she's home, you're just gonna abandon them? If you can't spare the guards, we know the terrain, we have a map. We can do it ourselves."
"Absolutely not." Abby protests just as Clarke and Y/n nod in agreement to what the boy said.
"Mom--" Clarke begins.
"I just got you back." Abby interrupts, raising her voice.
Just then, Jackson walks in. "Abby. I'm sorry. We need you in medical."
"You better go." Clarke tells her mother.
"Byrne?" Abby calls to the guard who was speaking with Sinclair. "No one leaves this camp."
Byrne nods. "Yes, ma'am."
After that, Abby stared at the three leaders of the one hundred before following Jackson out of the room. Tugging on her hair harshly, Y/n steps near Bellamy, wishing there was someway she could go get her brother. Bellamy gently grabs her wrists, holding them in his as he brushes her hair out of the way. With a determined look, Clarke turns to them, making her look at them.
