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He was right. She didn't owe him any loyalty. Hell, they still barely knew one another. But Nina wasn't naive. She knew that there was a chance the two could grow close during her time with Ice Nation. She wasn't counting on it, but she wasn't ruling it out either. Nina didn't know how long she would be with Roan so she had no idea what she was really walking into. She listened to him speak, taking his words to heart. He knew how rare true loyalty was and so did she. Nina believed she was loyal to her people, but she knew that if it came down to it she would really only stand by a few. There were a few that she had stood by through this whole endeavor and she knew that if it came down to it, that's who she would side with. But Nina hoped their people wouldn't divide for any reason. They needed to stay together if they were going to survive.

"Agreed," Nina said with a nod of her head. She knew that while Roan may have all of these beliefs and hopes now, there was no telling how things would go once he actually began to rule his people. Power changed people. She knew that much because she had seen it all too often within her own group of people. Some handled power better than others and Nina hoped, for everyone's sake, that Roan was one of those people. "How long has it been since you've been to Azgeda?" Nina asked.


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She couldn't help but to smile at the evident surprise on Harper's face. Had she been under the impression that Nina hadn't picked up on the fact that Harper's back seemed to be bothering her? Nina always picked up on things like that, which contributed to her fighting skills. But now she would have to make sure Harper didn't push herself and that if they needed to rest, that they rested. Nina's arm would be fine, but she didn't want Harper to push it. With their luck, that would only leave her more immobile and it would taken them longer to return to camp. "Well you'll have to stop being on your back so much then," Nina teased, sending a wink Harper's way.

The two of them began their journey back to camp. Nina didn't even care that they hadn't completed their mission, which she found pointless anyway. But if for some reason, Kane got all pissy about it then she would take the blame. She had asked Harper to come with her because she had wanted to spend time with her. So Nina sure as hell wasn't going to let the blonde get into trouble. But she would deal with that when the time came. For now, Nina focused on what she was going to say when they got back. They could still stick to the story of a grounder attacking them. She would tell the truth in that the grounder stabbed her. But she would leave out the part about shooting the grounder and eventually killing him. As far as the others knew, the grounder had run off after one of them had wounded him with one of their knives. As they walked, Nina explained the plan to Harper so that the two were on the same page. The last thing she needed was the two of them telling different stories. Then not only would they get into trouble for killing the grounder during the ceasefire, but they would also be yelled at for lying about it. 

Camp Jaha came within view and Nina sighed in relief. "Finally," she said with a huff. The trip back had felt shorter but Nina was thankful for that. She wasn't sure how they would have fared if they had been forced to make camp again. But she supposed that was due to them getting up at first light and trying to finish their journey. Looking at the sky, Nina guessed that they had a few hours of sunlight left. Realizing that, she understood that their trip had actually taken them the same amount of time as before. "Let's get to medical," Nina said, walking with Harper into the camp. Nina nodded at a few guards and they eyed her wrapped arm but didn't say anything. Entering the med bay, Nina looked around for a doctor. Abby was usually always in here, but she couldn't spot her. Instead, she spotted one of the nurses she knew, named Lauren. Lauren spotted the girls and walked over, frowning at the sight of Nina's arm. "What happened?" She asked. "A grounder," Nina explained. "Can you just clean it and wrap it back up? Then maybe check out Harper's back. She landed on it wrong." Nina looked over at the blonde and offered her a soft smile.

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The silence was horrible and Nina took the chance to look up at him. She couldn't read his facial expression, something she had always hated about their friendship. Most people she could read with ease, but Bellamy had always been difficult. It was as if he had perfected the art of hiding his emotions just to spite her. But not being able to read his expression was better than the alternative of having him give her a quick hug and telling her good luck. That would have been painful. The fact that this was supposed to be classified hardly mattered to her. This was Bellamy she was talking to. She could trust him with anything and she knew it. It was another reason she hadn't hesitated to tell him about what she was going to do. 

He finally spoke and a confused expression crossed her features. That was the first thing he decided to say to her? Nina knew that if she was in his shoes, she would want to hear about this whole mission. She would want to know every little detail. But that wasn't the case with Bellamy and it puzzled her. But she couldn't really ask him why he didn't have a more interesting reaction. Instead, she focused on what he had said to her. "Why not?" She said slowly, a confused expression still on her face. "It could be survivable," she pointed out. "And besides, what's left for me up here? My mom is dead. I wish my dad was dead." Correction. Her mother had been floated because of something Nina had done, but Bellamy already knew that story. So in a way, even if she didn't survive this trip, Nina thought she was probably getting what she deserved. Because when Nina thought about her life on the Ark, it wasn't all that great. Because if she was being honest, Bellamy was really all she had. But she couldn't put that on him. She would never even consider it. So a mission to Earth was the next best thing she could think of. "You don't sound surprised . . ." she said slowly, standing up from the couch and folding her arms over her chest. 


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This was probably one of the grosser things Nina had ever done in her life, and she was certainly not a fan. But she was thankful that Harper had agreed to go elsewhere to find the stray bullet. She didn't want the blonde to see her face of disgust, or to see that she was having a hard time doing this in the first place. Nina had spent her whole life making people believe that she was much stronger than she actually was, and this time was no different. She supposed it shouldn't have been a big deal. If her and Harper ever wanted to even try a relationship, she was sure that she should trust the girl to see the real her. But Nina had a hard time putting that guard down, especially in this moment with so much at stake. She would show Harper her weaker side at some point, just not now.

Mirroring her earlier actions, Nina dug out the second bullet using her knife and fingers. Her hands were covered in crimson liquid and she couldn't wait to wash her hands. Nina had no problem killing the grounder. It had been second nature to her, especially when it came to protecting Harper. But she didn't like the sticky feeling of blood on her skin and she didn't like the idea of mutilating this body even further. "Yeah," she said, answering Harper's question. She stuck her knife in the third wound, the one where the bullet had left the body. She flipped him over and did the same on the front, hiding the exit wound from the bullet. Standing up, Nina looked down at the grounder then over at Harper. The two bullets were in her hand and she held onto them tightly, not wanting them to slip through her fingers due to the blood. "We should move," Nina suggested. She had no intention of someone finding them now. Not after all the dirty work she had just done.

Nina led the two of them down the hill and towards a small stream. It wasn't big enough to take a bath in, but she would at least be able to wash her hands and the bullets. She would hold onto them until she got back to camp. "We should head back. I'm not going to Mount Weather after that." Nina was still undecided on whether or not she would tell Kane about the incident with the grounder. Well, maybe she would tell him but just wouldn't tell him that he had died by her own hands. Perhaps she would say that they had outnumbered him and he had run off with an injury. Once her hands were clean and she had cleaned the bullets enough to put them in her pocket, she turned to look at Harper. "Did you hurt your back?" She asked. She could have sworn she heard the blonde wince when she had bent over earlier. 


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Harper had a point. She supposed she should have been the one answering that question. But it wasn't something Nina could really help. Thinking about Harper's well-being at a time like this was just automatic. "I can't help it," Nina mumbled. She always thought about other people first, especially when it came to people she cared about. Her eyes watched as Harper took the cloth and started to help cover her wound. She was thankful that she put the right amount of pressure on it, even though she held back a wince as she did so. She didn't need someone that would hold back, afraid that they would hurt her. She needed this wrapped nice and tight, especially if she was supposed to carry out her plan for getting rid of the grounder. Once Harper had finished helping her, she smiled into the soft kiss Harper pressed against her lips. "I'll be fine," she said. 

Sighing, she stood up from her spot on the ground and looked down at the Grounder. She was hoping that all of the bullets had left on the other side, but she knew she couldn't be that lucky. Three bullets had got into the grounder from what Nina had counted. She kicked the grounder over so he was on his back and she looked for any exit wounds. Only one. Fuck, she was screwed. Sighing she turned him back over and went to work on the two bullet holes that still held the chunk of metal. "Take the bullets out," Nina began to explain. "And make it look like he was stabbed to death. Harder to trace back to us if there aren't any bullets." She pulled out her knife and set to work on the wounds. She stuck her finger in one bullet hole, trying her best not to gag at putting her finger inside of dead flesh. The tip of her finger touched the bullet but she couldn't pull it out. She would have to make the wound bigger. Reaching into her bag she pulled out her knife and stuck it into the grounder, widening the wound. She worked until she was finally able to pull the bullet out. Looking at the bloody silver, she glanced up at Harper. "One down, one to go," she winced. "Do you think you can find the one that exited his chest?" Nina asked, going to work on the second one. 


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The stab wound wasn't terribly deep but it was deep enough where the blood continued to pour out of her. It didn't take long until her hands became stained red. She had to put pressure on it to try to stop the bleeding, but she knew that her first course of action had to be getting rid of this grounder. Her thoughts were momentarily interrupted at the sound of Harper being tossed to the ground. Fear rushed through her body and she knew it was because she didn't want anything to happen to Harper. Especially since they had just confessed their feelings to one another. No. Nina wouldn't lose her before she even got her.

The grounder quickly moved towards the knife that Harper had been able to take from his grasp. Nina quickly rolled over and grabbed her gun. She had to let go of her arm and the blood kept coming, but she was too focused on getting rid of this grounder and protecting Harper to really notice. This time, with no hesitation, Nina aimed her gun and shot at the grounder. Her bullets hit him several times in the back, and if she was lucky, one had gone straight through to his heart. The grounder stopped moving and then sunk down to his knees, a hand over his chest where the bullet had left his flesh. A moment later he collapsed to the ground, dead, or at least close to it. "Harper!" Nina said with concern in her voice. Her hand reached for her wound and she quickly pressed down on it. "Are you okay?" She asked. Nina had to find something to wrap around it. Reaching for her bag, Nina opened it and quickly pulled out a spare tank top. She ripped a few shreds of fabric, using her teeth while holding down the shirt between her elbow and thigh. To be honest, she hadn't even thought about asking Harper for help. Nina simply wasn't used to asking for help.

Nina already had an idea on how to get rid of the grounder. But first, she had to stop herself from bleeding. She already felt a little light headed from the loss of blood, even though she knew it couldn't have been much. "Help me wrap this?" She asked, motioning towards the cloth strips on her lap. After this, she would tell Harper her plan and the two would get moving. Nina didn't want to risk having anyone see them. The ceasefire could be ruined because of one stupid grounder, and she wasn't going to let that happen.


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