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"We save those who
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Jul 9, 2017 17:47:44 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT It had been five years. Five agonizing years. Bellamy felt that a part of his heart was left on the ground. In another. In the man he loved. In Murphy. The terrifying part, being that Bellamy didn't even know if Murphy was secure in the bunker. He had tried to communicate with Octavia -- when Bellamy knew he wasn't going to make it back -- that Murphy be given his place. And he trusted his sister. But that didn't stop the fear from consuming him. That didn't stop him from thinking about him every moment of every day.
Distractions only found in the work that had to be done, because all they could do was move forward. Survive each day until they could get back down to the ground. Five years later -- and a couple months to ensure Earth was survivable -- left Bellamy with an eagerness unlike any other. The first challenge had been landing. Check. The second challenge was testing the air. Check. The third: was finding the others. Bellamy had pressed forward with those that had all but become his family. In addition to seeing Octavia, he needed to see Murphy. Two people that he loved. So when they arrived at the bunker and saw all the rubble, Bellamy didn't hold back. He began to remove it as quickly as he could, hoping the sounds would alert the others to open the hatch as he helped free the space around the door.
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