Clarke slept for about an hour before she returned to taking care of everyone, despite me telling her to rest. She was determined to make sure everyone else was all right before her. I had to admit I sort of admired her for this, most people would have been selfish and only care for themselves. I wish that I could be the same, but I wasn't entirely sure I was.

More had died on us and it hurt. Especially, because there wasn't nothing I or Clarke could do the help our sick friends. They were all torturing in pain and all we could do is tell them to rest and drink some water. We had no medicine to give them and as the time began to fly by, I was beginning to feel physically exhausted myself.

Clarke left the drop ship to help remove the dead bodies and I could hear the yelling and gunshots from the dropship. My feet moved quickly and I ran out watching as a weak Clarke gave a speech to everyone around us. Her words were right, the grounders did want us to kill each other, that would make it less of a fight for them. Octavia than appeared claiming that there was no medicine and than eventually the virus would run its course.

However, the sentence that caught my attention was, "they attack at first light!"

Great. My eyes sweapt through the crowd as Finn and Octavia carried Clarke back into the dropship and I met Bellamy's. He looked as nervous as I began to feel. This was not going to end well for us, we had no way to defend ourselves. Half of our guard was sick and or dead, clearly the virus was still spreading, there was no way to determine who would make it through the night. Let alone would be ready for an attack in the morning, half of these kids didn't know how to fight. They'd be slaughtered.

"Anna."

My head snapped and found Atticus, he was bleeding from his ears and I jumped off of the dropship door and ran to him.

"Don't touch him!"

Someone had yelled from behind me but it was too late he was falling into my lap. His eyes were red and I felt guilty for not seeing him in a while. I had been so mean to him since we came down here and here he was now potentially about to die.

I felt someone drop down beside me, breathing over my neck and a buzz of electricity shot through my back at their touch.

"Bell," I shrugged out from his touch, my focus on Atticus in my arms, "I'm fine."

I threw Atticus's right arm over my neck and began to stand, trying to pull him into the dropship as fast as I could. I watched at Bellamy moved to help me, but I stopped him, it was bad enough having Atticus sick. If Bellamy got sick I'd loose my mind.

"Help!" I yelled out towards the dropship and Murphy was the first one to come out.

Why of all people it was him, I have no idea, but that was just my luck.

Murphy's eyes landed on me and than shifted to Atticus in my arms, he ran back into the dropship for a moment and than two more men came out and grabbed Atticus from my arms. As soon as the weight had been transferred, I slumped down a bit suddenly feeling as though my limbs weighed tons of pounds.

"Annabeth," Murphy's voice sounded from the dropship. He was calling for me to return and help, which I should, I really should. Yet, I couldn't bring myself to move an inch.

I was frozen in shock and fear of what was to come. My closet and oldest friend literally just fell into my arms and had the potential of dying because of this, than we had the threat of the grounders coming tomorrow to kill everyone here. Innocent people, people that I had been forced to grow up with when they sent us down here. My people. The thought of losing any of them was becoming too much.

"Bellamy," I turned my attention to his back. My eyes felt like they were growing heavy and my hands reached out for his arms and pulled him around me. I needed his touch, anything to keep me from feeling this emenous doom casted over my head.

"W-we," my voice shook with fear at the realization that was laying before me. There wasn't no way out this time, no option to try and fix things. They were coming and they were coming to kill this time. People were going to die tomorrow, on both sides.

Theo. My eyes widened and I pulled away from Bellamy. What would happen when we all met again on the battlefield? If I was forced to choose between saving one or the other, who would I choose? My arms began to shake and my eyes turned towards the gates, they were looming over me as if taunting me.

I had to see him.

"I-"

"No," his voice sounded beside me, pulling me back towards him. "No way. We have to get ready to fight," Bellamy grabbed my arms to force me to look at him.

"Bell," my vision began to blur as I looked up at him, "there is no way we are going to make this fight. Look around, these kids aren't ready for what you're asking of them."

"Then get them ready," Bellamy squeezed my hand.

"In a day?" I mocked him and shook my head, "there is no way. Half of them are sick and other half aren't mentally prepared for killing someone."

"No one is ever mentally prepared Anna, you of all people know that."

"You're right," I sighed, "but if there is a chance to survive, you need to take it. By any means, even if that includes packing up and running."

"They'd find us eventually," he reasoned.

"Hey Annabeth!"

Our attention was broken at the sound of rushing feet in our direction. I took in a deep breath, trying regain my composure, tucking all of the emotions back into their hidden box and locking it away. When the sound of their footsteps stopped, I turned and found a smiling Finn behind me. I had no idea what he could be smiling about in a time like this, but I wasn't going to question it.

"Do you know how to get to Trikru from here," he asked me quickly.

I glanced over to Bellamy and watched as his body tensed and he opened her mouth to protest, "no way she is not going there. Look how well playing peace treaty worked last time!"

"No-no! We aren't going there," Finn said shaking his hand.

"Why do you need to know than?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest. If he was planning us surprise attacking them, than we might have stood a small chance, but even that was not a very likely one. Again, we had this virus going around and who knew who else was going to catch it before we even crossed the bridge..

The bridge.

"Finn!" I smiled as my hands grabbed his shoulders, "you're a genius!"

"I am?" "He is?" They two looked at me confused and we're waiting for me to explain when I left and took off looking for Raven. If there was anyone who knew how to create a bomb it's be her.

It didn't take me long to find her, with Finn and Bellamy on my trail following closely behind. Raven was inside, her hands working quickly on opening bullets and dumping their gunpowder into a large tin. Jasper, Monty and a girl were helping. They all looked extremely terrified as they worked and discussed how they needed as many rounds as they could make by morning.

"What do you need to make a bomb?" I asked as soon as I entered.

Raven stopped and looked me up and down, than her eyes glanced behind towards Bellamy and Finn. Finn clapped his hands as he caught on to my idea and laughed while he grabbed my shoulders from behind, "a bomb! Yes!"

"Depends," Raven hesitated as she looked between the two of us, "what are you trying to blow up?"

I looked to Finn and he smiled nodding his head in my direction, "how about a bridge?"

"Woah, what are you talking about," Bellamy asked looking down at us.

"Murphy said he had to cross a bridge to get back here," Finn stated.

"The same bridge that we all stood on not two days ago," I added along with him.

"Yeah," Bellamy nodded his head, "so what?"

"So the virus is fast, it's already getting better. Blowing up the bridge won't stop the attack, but the longer we can delay it," Finn spoke quickly.

"The more of us there will be able to fight," I agreed with him. This would actually give us a real chance of surviving and preparing these kids for what was to come.

"Even if Murphy is telling the truth and that's a big if, that bridge has withstand a nuclear war and 97 years of weather," Bellamy crossed his arms over his chest as he tried to put some kind of logical input to this.

We we're insane I knew that, but I also knew that if we did this they'd have to walk all the way around the bridge to get to us. That would give us at least two to three days to either pack up and leave or to train for an attack.

"It won't survive m," Raven stated with a smirk. She was in. "I need to go back to the crash sight! Get me my spacesuit and I need a steal metal can to hold it," her brain began to work at a thousand miles an hour as she moved out of the tent to start gathering her things.

"To hold what," I asked as I rushed to keep up with her. My body felt like it was getting weaker by the second as I ran and my head began to pound.

"Liquid hydrosene."

"Oh," my feet stopped moving as she grabbed her bag and began throwing stuff into it. She glanced at me and froze. My eyes felt heavy as I looked around me to see everyone else doing the same, their bodies tense and eyes wide in fear.

"What," I asked as they all took a step backwards.

"How are you feeling," Finn asked me as he and Bellamy exchanged a glance between one another.

"I'm a little tired, but I'm fine," I shrugged my shoulders in pain. It was a lie, I felt awful, but I knew what that meant. It meant that although I had been surrounded in the virus all morning and had no symptoms, it had finally caught up with me. I was being hopeful thinking I wouldn't catch it.

Sighing, I touched my nose as I asked, "I'm bleeding aren't I?"

"You should go lay down in the dropship, it'll pass quickly." Finn said as he stepped to grab my arm.

I stepped away from him, "unless it kills me first."

I looked at them all and took in a deep breath, "just promise me you guys won't fuck this up, you better blow that damn thing or we are all dead."

They all exchanged glances with each other and nodded. That was all I needed and than I moved back towards the dropship as coughs began to tighten around my chest. My steps got slower and by the time I was stepping inside, I was stumbling all together.

Murphy was the first to notice and he moved towards me, I was so exhausted I could even recoil from his help. I let him lead me to an empty spot and I quickly collasping into the chair and closed my eyes. I let the darkness consume me, while my mind began to think of all the things that could be going wrong.