notion • john murphy

20 - TIME

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"Got one of them," Sayah announced as they raced towards the two Mountain Men. One had been perfectly hit with an arrow while the other stood up, scrambling around in fear.

Indra put out a hand to stop Sayah and the archer from approaching. "No. Her kill." Indra ordered. Octavia sprinted from the other side of the path. The man was trapped.

Octavia fought him well, slicing his suit. A hiss was heard as the air whistled loudly. The man grunted and struggled, trying to close the rip. Octavia didn't hesitate, kicking the back of his knee, causing the man to lose balance.

"Finish it!" Indra ordered her second. Sayah watched with a tense jaw as Octavia lifted his head and held her sword at the man's throat. But before she could, Clarke's voice rang out.

"Octavia! No!" Clarke appeared, riding her horse alongside a guard. "He's from Mount Weather. We need to keep him alive. Check to see if he's got a patch kit. We've got to get him back to camp."

Indra nodded to Sayah who moved forward to hold the struggling man down as he cried out in pain from the radiation.

Octavia moved towards the man's bag and searched it, before finding something. "What is that?" Clarke questioned as Octavia pulled out some sort of pile of papers.

"Clarke," Octavia stood up and approached her, handing it to her. Sayah motioned for the archer to come over and handle the man. He did so, taking over her job as Sayah went to see what it was.

"You and Lexa were the targets." Octavia explained to Clarke as Sayah had a small glimpse of the papers before they were handed to Clarke. They were photos. Photos of Lexa and Clarke, their faces circled in pen.

"We have to warn the commander," Indra announced. "Send our fastest riders to Tondc," Indra ordered to the guard beside Clarke. He nodded before turning his horse around and leaving.

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It was silent as Sayah and Octavia watched the radio, waiting for any indication that Bellamy was inside Mount Weather and alive. Raven had asked Octavia to watch while she went and sorted out what's going on in medical.

Sayah eyed how Octavia kept playing with her fingers. "He'll get there." She reassured her. "Bellamy is strong, and smart. Plus Lincoln helped him so, everything should be going to plan."

Octavia simply nodded at her words, then her gaze flickered up to Sayah, who avoided looking at her. "Sayah," Octavia whispered.

"What?" Sayah replied, eyes not moving from the ground.

"Something's wrong with you. I can tell." Octavia spoke softly. "Is it because of me fighting that guy or being Indra's second? Because I thought we sorted that out—"

When Sayah had returned from the drop-ship and found Octavia in the medical ward, injured from her immature fight with one of the warriors, she had not been happy. There was a small speech and then she ended up staying with her for a bit. Octavia then admitted to her that she was Indra's second. Sayah had been wary about it but realised this was what Octavia had wanted, and she couldn't stop that.