(Y/N POV)
I flutter my eyes open, slowly regaining consciousness, only to be met with a unfamiliar place. I go to sit up but I'm stopped by restraints bound to my wrist and ankles. I try to get out of them by tugging as hard as I possibly can but halt when sudden sharp pains shoots through my head and ankle, luckily for me there's only severe bruising and no open wounds meaning no one will see my blood, unless whoever is keeping us hostage cuts me which they just might do. Realizing there's nothing I can do to get out of this right now I lean my back against the wall and take a look around. By first glance I can tell I'm in a home of a grounder, I also see Octavia passed out on the ground next to me. I quickly crawl over to check if she has any fatal injuries, in which she doesn't, so the next thing I do is try to wake her up but don't succeed so I just crawl back to where I was before and try to get as comfortable as possible.

About an hour passes before Octavia finally wakes up and a lot less calmer then me, might I add. After calming her down we sit in a comfortable silence until it gets interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching. I fastly stand up, careful not to put pressure on my hurt ankle and usher Octavia behind me, she complies with no hesitation what so ever. The footsteps get louder and heavier indicating he's close, not even a millisecond later the grounder comes in, studying us like we're some type of new species. Still facing him I limp back and protectively wrap my arms around Octavia the best the I can while still facing forward.

"Who are you?" I ask but get no reply in return. He tears his gaze off of us, turning around so his back is now facing us and starts rummaging around in what look like a cabinet. Seconds later he turns back around with bandages, a needle, thread, some type of cream, and ice packs in hand. I slightly relax knowing that he doesn't intend to hurt us, Octavia on the other hand fully relaxes, moving out from behind me and sitting down.

I roll my eyes at her carelessness but soon follow suit and sit down, taking all weight off my throbbing ankle. The grounder then starts to go towards Octavia so I quickly scoot in front of her so he doesn't get to her. Once he sees what I'm doing he shakes his head from side to side and holds the medical supplies forward indicating he's going to tend to her wounds. I nod and slowly move over giving him access to treat Octavia. He proceeds to stitch her up and apply the cream that I think helps so it doesn't get infected and lastly wrapping the bandages around her wounds. The grounder then turns to me and examines my ankle, while he does that I start to wonder why he would possibly want to help us.

"Why are you helping us?" Once again no reply he instead gently wraps my ankle and sets one of the ice packs on it, the other ice pack he hands to me and motions for me to hold it to my bruised temple in which I do.

Finished treating us, the grounder hands us each a plate of food. On Octavias there's some jerky, bread, another type of meat and some nuts. On mine theres a assortment of nuts, berries, other edible plants, and a piece of bread. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, how did he know I didn't like meat ? I look up at him to see if he saw my confused state but I'm guessing he didn't because he is staring at Octavia with a glint of something in his eyes. I disrupt his moment of staring by asking how he knew I wasn't a fan of meat. Again no response but to this question it really didn't matter because I already had the answer, he's been watching us, probably since we landed. That means he most likely already knows who we both are and practically everything about us. But that also means he could have attacked at any given moment but he didn't. A couple hours pass and Octavia and I slowly doze off feeling somewhat safe with the unknown grounder.

About 3 days pass and we're still stuck with the grounder. Things could be worse he gives us food, tends to our wounds, and doesn't do anything to hurt us. During these past 3 days I would ask him questions or even tell him things without revealing information about the camp or my people but I would always get the same response, silence. I also picked up on him and Octavia having some sort of romantic connection, which I find kind of cute. I awake from my light nap to someone shaking me awake. I open my eyes and I'm amazed to find out the person who was shaking me awake was none other then my boyfriend, Bellamy Blake. I tackle him in a hug while someone else is able to find a key and undo my chains.

"Thank god you guys are alright." He gushes while helping me stand up with my sprained ankle. We were just about to leave but the grounder comes and all hell breaks loose, before I know it Bellamys a little beaten up and Jaspers knocked the grounder unconscious.

"Come on we're taking him back to camp." Bellamy orders.

"No the fuck we aren't. He helped Octavia and I the least we can do is leave him alone and not mess with him." I say. Before Bellamy can respond the grounder stabs Finn while Jasper once again knocks him out.

"Get both of them now." Bellamy orders while is minions do as he says. I glare at Bellamy before walking off with a slight limp.

We all make it back to camp in one piece but once we enter we all divide going our own way. Octavia and I get as far away from Bellamy as possible considering we're mad at him for taking the grounder against our wishes, Bellamy and someone else take the grounder to the top floor of the dropship, and two other people take Finn to Clarke so she can attend to his injury. Octavia and I talk for a while mainly about the grounder and conclude we will go check on him tomorrow considering he probably won't be up for a couple hours. Worn out from today I proceed to MY tent, not wanting to be near Bellamy right now, and call it a day.

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