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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The night sky was up on earth as almost a day or so had gone by since the group of four found Finn Collins and John Murphy. The guards of the Ark could be seen by the electrical fence, guns in hand as they kept an eye out for any intruders. Small campfires could be seen around Camp Jaha so the civilians around would have some light. Small tables could be seen as they had been set up, a small bar-like structure being seen near them where most of the food and drinks would be at. Chatters could be heard all around, adding to the chirps of crickets in the tall and long grass.
At one of the tables, Y/n sat beside Clarke and across from Bellamy as the two girls explained the tunnels and how they escaped Mount Weather with Anya a few days ago. A map laid on top of the table, the same map from Mount Weather and the tunnels. From beneath the table, Bellamy was holding Y/n's hand tightly in his, refusing to let go. Even if they reunited about a day or so ago, he didn't want her leaving his sight. When the Murphy girl wanted to officially reunite with her brother, he had stopped her since the guards needed to ask them questions.
"Okay, tell me again." Bellamy insists.
"It's a labyrinth. We got to the dam through this tunnel." Y/n informs, using her free hand to point at a part of the map.
"It's all connected to the mine system. That's our way in." Clarke adds.
Bellamy nods, raising a brow. "Sure, if we can get past the reapers and the mountain men. I swear to god, if your mom doesn't sanction a mission soon, I'm going by myself."
"You won't be by yourself." Y/n assures, already thinking she'd go with him.
The boy looks into the girl he loves' eyes, giving her a small smile. It was then that Clarke's eyes cast over Bellamy's shoulder and Y/n soon notices, following her gaze, Bellamy doing the same as he looks over his shoulder. There, walking out of the cells of the Ark, was Finn. Murphy was soon behind him, walking away from the place they had been being questioned when they got back.
"Guess the inquisition's over." Bellamy points out.
"How's Finn doing, anyway?" Y/n asks, looking at the blonde.
Clarke frowns. "I haven't talked to him since we got back. I don't know what to say. He just kept shooting."
"We're at war, Clarke. We've all done things." Bellamy states.
Hearing footsteps headed their way, their eyes snap to the sound, seeing Finn stopping right beside Bellamy. The Collins boy greets them, but his eyes were on Clarke. Sharing a knowing look, Bellamy and Y/n excuse themselves, walking back to the bar hand in hand. As Bellamy orders a drink for both of them, Y/n rests her elbow on the top of the counter as she looks out at the camp. While doing so, her e/c eyes stop on a familiar head of brown hair as he stood up from where he sat beside Clarke, leaving Raven and Clarke to speak.
