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The year is 2150, the month is February. The winter is getting colder, and the Arkers are nowhere near prepared for the harsh winter, especially not now that their supply runs to Mount Weather have become completely nonexistent. Despite the lack of Arker presence in the mountain, the tensions have not died down, and with the return of one of Mount Weather's missing residents, revenge on the Sky People will be top priority. In Arkadia, following the damage Clarke and the others caused in Azgeda, Chancellor Griffin and the Guard must begin taking action to prepare for a war with the Ice Nation that is well on its way. Little do they know, the war has already begun with the arrival of a certain Azgedan spy, and what lies ahead is far worse than anything they have faced yet.
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 Posted: Jun 28 2017, 01:42 AM
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Kane intended to wait for Abby in medical. He was not fool enough to try and avoid her. The longer he left her to stew the worse their talk would be, and he did not enjoy the idea of being roused once he finally settled down to sleep.

He never made it as far as medical. He stopped into security first-- to confirm with the Guard that nothing catastrophic required his immediate attention, and to ensure they were keeping a wary eye to the north. Kane doubted that Azgeda would launch an attack immediately, but he was never a man to leave things to chance. Having ensured that his people had their orders, Kane wandered back toward medical. He stopped to rest on a metal crate tucked into the corner of the hall. Ten minutes later, he still hadn't gotten up.

Kane was the grey-in-the-face sort of tired that powdered the bones and hollowed the gut. It took him by surprise. He'd been wide awake the whole drive home, propelled by pure adrenaline, driving just a little faster with each familiar landmark they passed. He'd barely eaten-- a hunk of jerkey about halfway back-- and not slept. Not so much as closed his eyes. After the cold and the chaos, Kane could feel his limbs finally rebelling.

Restraining a heavy sigh, Kane leaned back into the wall and closed his eyes. He'd felt this way before, but only a handful of times. Waking up after Diana Sydney tore the drop-ship from the Ark, and waking up buried under the crumbling half of TonDC. This was the first time he'd run himself ragged without first injuring himself. It was not an altogether unpleasant feeling. Something akin to floating.

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If Abby had thought that talking to Clarke would alleviate some of the weariness that she’d felt, she discovered she would have been remarkably mistaken. She’d sunk deeper into her seat almost as soon as her daughter had walked out the door, and for a brief moment she’d allowed her eyes to slip closed despite knowing from the start that it wouldn’t lead to anything. Honestly, Abby wasn’t sure if she’d ever sleep again. After only a few minutes apart, she found herself wanting to go to Clarke, if only to sit there and watch her, to convince herself that she wasn’t going to turn around and discover that her child had left her again or that their reunion had been nothing more than a cruel dream. She couldn’t do it, though. Hovering would do neither of them any good in the end.

Her eyes opened again, glancing around the empty command room before finally settling on the door. She knew she was due in medical soon, despite her added duties as chancellor she’d made it a point of keeping regular shifts to lighten some of the load Jackson would have been forced to bear otherwise, and maybe that was exactly what she needed to focus her attention on. It would be impossible not to think of Clarke, not while she was staring at the near casualties of Kane’s questionable rescue mission, but it was better than nothing.

Abby’s palm settled on the table beside her, pushing herself up through the exhaustion that had buried itself all the way down into her bones. She took a moment to stretch, her arms reaching above her head as she felt the aching muscles in her back pulling taut. She sighed, letting them fall back to her side again as she forced the expression of calm authority onto her face; if anyone passed her on her way to medical, they would never for a moment consider that there was any kind of inner turmoil occurring in her life.

But there was, and as she turned the corner into the hallway that led to the medical center, Abby’s gaze landed on the man who was the cause of so much of it in that moment. Even from that distance, Abby could read the same exhaustion she felt in every inch of his being. His eyes were closed, and she wondered if he’d fallen asleep there for some reason that she had yet to ascertain. Had he been waiting for someone?

Had he been waiting for her?

”There has to be somewhere more comfortable for that,” Abby remarked as she finally forced herself to traverse the distance left between them. If she was being honest, there was a part of her that was envious of the fact that he apparently was capable of sleep in that moment… that he apparently wasn’t as torn apart by what had happened to the kids even though she knew he was one of the reasons they’d been out there in the first place.

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Kane's eyes came immediately open at the sound of Abby's voice. Like a switch being flipped. He'd not been asleep-- considering it, but he'd not yet succumbed, and her almost light-hearted taunt brought him tumbling back to the waking world with a sharp breath. He opened his eyes to find Abby standing over him, and felt his heart sink even before he remembered why. It was time, then. Time to defend a choice which was at once terrible, and the only right choice.

"Right now, anywhere is comfortable," he answered with a half-formed smile, slowly straightening himself against the wall. Years ago Abby would have found him wide awake. The truth of it was that Kane had long since learned to sleep with guilt. The decisions he made kept him up, sometimes. He lay awake considering everything he could've done to make the Culling unnecessary. All the ways he could have prevented his mother's death, or how he could have kept the 100 in the sky, but eventually he always drifted away under the overbearing weight of exhaustion. He had to. If Kane couldn't sleep, he wouldn't be there to make the terrible choices next time.

Slowly, stiffly, Kane leaned away from the wall to rest his elbows across his knees. He ran one hand swiftly through his hair, before looking back up to Abby. She looked... tired. She always looked tired, especially since Clarke left, but Kane had to wonder if she'd slept a single night since they all left for Azgeda. Probably not well. Guilt clenched like wire around the base of his tongue.

"Heading to medical?" he murmured, because making small-talk was much easier, and he'd rather Abby be the one to start the fight this time. He was threadbare, his hands shaking. Coming up with a reason to argue with her was just... too much effort.

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It took everything in Abby not to snap, but it was too soon to fight - assuming they had to do it at all. There had been times when they were younger, back in their earliest days on the council when she was still trying to reconcile the Marcus Kane she’d known as a girl with the man that sat across from her, that she’d have gone out of her way to start an argument with him. She would sit there and stare at his face and try to convince herself that eventually his resolve would cave and he’d realize the kind of person he’d become and she’d get him back; he would be the boy she’d done school work with and borrowed books from and everything would be right in the world. Those days hadn’t come and then she’d married Jake and had Clarke and it hadn’t mattered so much anymore. Now, there on Earth, he was the closest to her Marcus as he’d ever been, and she was still ready to fight with him. She wondered what exactly that said about her.

”I think that’s where I’m needed most, wouldn’t you say?” she asked, her voice only marginally less harsh than she thought it should have been. It would be pointless to tell him that it was where she was most needed because he’d put children into a position where they would end up in medical in the first place because logically she knew he knew that. The question was how much he cared. Were they slipping back into the days on the Ark when everything had begun to fall apart and he’d been more than willing to justify the awful things he did by claiming it was for the good of their people?

Abby sighed, the urge to cross her arms over her chest so strong that it took real focus not to let them naturally slip into such a defensive pose. She felt awkward and wrong standing there with her hands dangling at her sides, looking at him with an expression on her face that bored on exasperated. She didn’t want to be angry with him, not really, but she couldn’t find a way to avoid the emotion - not while she had to look at the kids in medical and remember who had helped put them there.

”Why are you here, Marcus?” she asked, fairly certain that she wouldn’t be entirely pleased with the answer, no matter what it might be.

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Kane suppressed an unpleasant face. She was right, of course. The condition half the kids were in by the time they rolled back through the gates, Abby's presence in medical was necessary. Not that Jackson didn't know what he was doing, but he did not have the length of Abby's experience. Besides, it seemed to be their fate that Abby would spend her career patching up Kane's mistakes. Through heavy eyes he watched the feelings flit across her face and wondered, quietly, what she was thinking. She didn't seem half as angry as Kane expected. Still angry, of course. He'd done everything to earn that, but there was something else there that looked a little kinder.

He thought about dodging further. I was tired, so I sat down. A truth, but not the one Abby was looking for. Kane used to avoid medical, unless his rounds took him into her territory. It was easier, as his work became more and more at odds with Abby's morality, to separate her from his daily routine. Leave their friendship in the comfort of their homes, ignore how distant it was becoming. It wasn't even that much of a change, for him, the day he took Jake away in cuffs and severed all ties with the Griffins. Marcus thought about that often. How long before he betrayed them he'd already been a sort of enemy.

So Abby knew, naturally, that Kane wouldn't be sitting in the hallway outside of medical without a reason. She knew that his exhaustion wasn't a good enough reason. Must know, too, that he'd already been updated on the state of his charges. Kane was nothing if not attentive, these days. He hadn't come to rest, he hadn't come to get checked out himself, he had not come to crowd her ward with unnecessary bodies. Little truths weren't enough, and she didn't deserve them.

"You're angry," he answered quietly, the corners of his lips pulling back in a grimacing smile. It was a ridiculous thing to say. Kane paused to rub a hand over his eyes. "You have every right to be. It was a stupid thing to do."

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Rolling her eyes was a very teenaged thing to do. Abby couldn’t count the number of times she’d seen her daughter do that very thing when she thought her mother wasn’t looking, and the desire to do it herself was entirely too real. His hand came up to rub over his own eyes and the opportunity was there, but she abstained. She was a forty year old woman, but if anyone could bring out that streak of teenaged rebelliousness in her, it was Marcus. She wanted to push the thoughts aside, those nagging ones about the past that had been left behind in space and the fact that she needed to just stop thinking about it. She was tired and her mind was wandering. It was the only excuse she could find acceptable in that moment.

”It isn’t just about the kids,” Abby finally said as she eyed the spot beside him on the crate. She could fit there easily, most likely barely touching him in the process, but she wondered what kind of signal it might send. Too kind of a one for that moment, probably, but the problem was it wasn’t in her nature to be cruel. But she was also stubborn, and that was what she focused on as she felt herself planting her feet more heavily in the spot where she stood.

That kindness and concern she was known for couldn’t be avoided entirely, though, and she felt it subconsciously slipping into her voice as she said, ”You all could have been killed and I -” Abby’s voice hesitated, eyes flicking to the side for a fraction of a second before returning to his face, ” - we can’t lose you.”

One of her hands lifted to brush a stray bit of hair away from her face, and she wondered briefly how rundown she must look. She really did need to sleep, but there was so much to do and she knew better than to think this conversation would be over anytime soon. ”As the chancellor, I should have been informed,” she added firmly, though the truth was that as her friend, she would have thought he’d have been even more inclined to let her in.

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Kane's eyes did not leave Abby's face. He did not miss her pause, the change in her words-- I, before we, and Kane chose not to make anything of that. They were both fit to collapse, worn to the bone. A little slip of the tongue meant nothing. Still, it made him feel bad for arguing with her. She was right. He could've died-- any of them, all of them, could've died, and it would be on him as much as all their injuries were, but as terrible a decision as it had been, it had still been their only choice.

"You would have wanted to come," he pointed out quietly. "We couldn't both go." As leaders they made a good team, but Kane knew that of the two of them, Abby was the most crucial. The people listened to her. Sometimes the kids did, too, which felt particularly important after the disastrous bickering all the way into Azgeda. More importantly, though, Abby carried the medical knowledge of lost generations-- all the books and files they'd lost in the fall, stored in her head. Kane never could have put that at such great risk.

There was more to it. A clenching in his chest, whenever Marcus thought about Abby chained in the cold, bruised, bleeding. He was willing to make sacrifices, and he always had been. That was what got them all where they were today, for better or for worse. Abby was, perhaps, the only price in the world Marcus wasn't willing to pay.

"Those boys would have gone, whether I agreed or not," he continued, and glanced briefly toward medical. They'd both seen Bellamy make his mind up before. He was like Clarke in that way-- once he started down one path there was no turning him from it. Like a stone dropped from orbit. No force, however logical, could turn him. "And if we hadn't gone? Clarke would be dead, now. She was going to turn herself in, Abby." He did not know how much Clarke might have told Abby, but this, above all, felt important. If they'd waited even one more day, stopped even an hour to construct a better plan, Clarke would have disappeared forever. "We had no choice."

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Though she knew she’d never admit it aloud, Marcus was right. If Abby had known what their plan had been, she would have packed herself into a rover in a heartbeat and left everything in Arkadia behind. She had lost her husband, her best friend… she’d be damned if she lost her daughter too. Even if she wouldn’t have been able to help at all beyond being there to patch up the wounded just a little bit faster, Abby would have gone. There was a tiny part of her that had to acknowledge that Marcus had made the most logical choice in preventing her from leaving, but it didn’t make the sting of betrayal hurt any less.

Abby sighed, desperate not to let her expression soften at all as she added, ”If you hadn’t come back…did you think I wouldn’t have done anything to try to find you, even if no one knew where to start looking.” It occurred to her then that someone must have known. Marcus could be stupid and stubborn and so far beyond frustrating that she couldn’t even find the words for it sometimes, but he wasn’t an idiot. Someone had known, but what mattered most was that it hadn’t been her.

She wanted so hard not to break, trying so hard to focus on that anger at not being let in so she could block out any concern or appreciation she might have felt for what he’d done. Especially because she hadn’t known… Abby didn’t think Clarke ever would have told her the truth about what she’d been about to do. The troubling thing was that it didn’t surprise her anymore. She wondered if her daughter would ever stop trying to be a martyr or if this was what she was destined to face for the rest of their lives together.

”I appreciate that you brought her back, Marcus. I think I’ll spend the rest of my life being thankful for that. But,” she hesitated once again, knowing this was the moment she could end whatever this awful thing was between them and knowing she couldn’t all the same. She wanted to, though, and that scared her more than just about anything else. Abby drew in a breath, her eyes slipping closed for a beat before she continued speaking. ”It wasn’t your decision to make for me. You should have trusted me.”

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"I'm sorry," the words escaped Kane before he recognize them. He was. More than he could express with just words and a tired smile, but not nearly enough, because presented with the same choices all over again he would have changed very little. He would scare Abby again, would journey to the frozen North without saying a word to save her little girl. That same little girl of whom Kane was so fond, when she was just a toddler. He was there for Clarke's first days-- not quite one of them, any longer, but living on the fringes, enjoying the foreign warmth of their family. It was all those years ago that he swore Abby's little girl would outlast him. No matter what he had to do.

I'm sorry, again, because he'd come so very close to breaking that promise. He was not sure whether he'd have voted to float Clarke, or clear her, if she hadn't gone to the Ground. He'd never come to a final decision, and that was one truth he would never share with Abby. A secret from another life, another version of him, and Kane would take it with him to the grave.

"Octavia knew," he murmured. At last, Kane's eyes fell from Abby's. He found himself staring at a spot on the wall behind her, but not seeing it. "And Gina. She didn't know the details, but she helped supply..." quietly, Kane trailed off. He'd left trails enough to lead Abby to Azgeda, if something had happened to them. Knowing that kept him going-- they couldn't fail, couldn't die in those cells, because if they did Arkadia might well be at war by spring. He wouldn't be the cause of another war. Unless he already was. It would be a few days, at least, before they knew for sure.

"We'll need to post an patrol to the north," Kane wasn't sure whether he meant to stay that aloud. He wasn't sure, either, whether he tried to stand, or the sudden faintness came upon him unprovoked. He tipped slightly, and caught himself on one hand against the side of the crate.

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The apology hit her harder than she thought it would. Maybe it was her own exhaustion that was clouding her memory, but Abby couldn’t think of the last time that Marcus had apologized to her for anything, and if he had, she didn’t think she’d have believed he meant it at the time. It was hard not to know that he did now; it was written everywhere on his face. She felt her resolve crumbling just a little, mentally throwing her off balance at a time when she very much needed not to be. Abby wanted to acknowledge the words that he’d spoken, somehow, but anything she might have said was caught up with the lump that had seemed to form in her throat when she’d stopped paying attention. After all the years of being (sometimes not entirely subtle) adversaries, how could he still get to her like this?

It didn’t surprise Abby that Octavia knew; there was very little about the girl that surprised Abby anymore even with what limited contact they seemed to have. No one, save for perhaps the man in front of her, had managed to integrate so well into the lives of the people on the ground as Octavia Blake. Clarke might have been the one who’d become their leader, but she was certain Octavia had played a significant part in keeping them alive when they’d been off on their own. She shouldn’t have needed to anymore, though. They had all been through so much, but they were still children; Abby wanted so much more for them than to have to live such hardened lives.

”It doesn’t matter who-” Abby started to say, not bothering to allow him to finish his own thought. It wouldn’t have mattered because his voice, already so much softer than usual, had died out on its own. Her brow furrowed, the concern she’d been trying so hard not to let bubble to the surface finally making its presence known. Even when he started to talk again, it was obvious that something was amiss and the pieces finally clicked into place when she saw him start to topple.

Instincts kicked in almost immediately, and despite his own hand coming down to brace himself against the crate, Abby was already in motion. Her palm came to rest on the uppermost part of his chest, doing whatever she could to support his weight as she tried to right him. Whatever conflict they still had with one another, and she knew that for her part there was a lot, was momentarily forgotten as she slipped into the role she knew best. ”Marcus? When was the last time you slept?” She wasn’t sure she wanted to know the answer, and she didn’t bother waiting for it before adding, ”You need to come with me. You should’ve been checked out hours ago.”

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Abby's hand landed against Kane's chest, and he let her steady him. He was the man who never stopped working. Never ran out of work, either-- that was part of managing thousands of innocent lives, keeping them safe, sometimes even from themselves. He'd been known to skip sleep, from time to time, in the better interest of the civilian population. Abby used to scold him for that. Near the end it was one of the only earnest things they still said to each other. Kane was not so arrogant, though, to think that he could keep on working now. All the way there, their whole stay in the cells, all the way back he'd been conscious. More than just his thoughts felt sluggish. The kids were taken care of, and now was the time to surrender himself. True, that doing as Abby asked put a brief end to her scolding. Kane counted that as a benefit, not a motivation.

"I was the only one who could drive," Kane offered with a swift smile, as though that were an adequate explanation. He knew he was right not to close his eyes-- any one of the kids could have been taken, they could have failed to escape, if he'd shut the world out for an hour-- just like he knew he had to go in the first place. It seemed unlikely that Abby would feel the same. Carefully, he pulled his supporting hand closer and used it to lever himself onto his feet. The world wobbled some, but Kane kept his feet.

"Lead the way?" he nodded down the hall, without trying to separate from the hand upon his chest. The whole way home he'd scarcely felt tired. As though he could always go further if he only pushed further. It was, he admitted, a spirit he'd witnessed in the Hundred not long after he finally came to the Ground. It saddened him to see them all so grown, but they were inspirational. Of that, there could be no doubt.

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Abby knew that if Marcus stumbled, she’d have no hope of keeping him upright. She was strong, but that strength was centered more in the realm of emotional than physical and Marcus was a sold weight against her side as she ducked under his arm until it was draped around her shoulder and reached the hand that wasn’t placed on his chest around his back. Her palm lay flat against the soft fabric of his shirt. It was the closest she had been to anyone in quite some time, and it sent a pang of guilt surging through her as she realized how comforting the sensation was. If she was right about the date, she was pretty sure Jake had been gone for more than a year now and she still carried the weight of the knowledge that she was the one who had gotten him floated in the first place. Now she was there with Marcus, and it was hard not to think about how much everything had changed in such a short span of time.

”I know you’re right, but as your doctor I still need to scold you anyway. You’ve been back for hours, so that excuse about driving doesn’t work anymore,” Abby commented as they took the first tentative steps towards the entrance to medical. It wasn’t far, but she was certain it would seem like the journey took forever. Marcus was warm and his movements sluggish, and she hoped it was just exhaustion that was the cause. She considered the fact that she could easily point out that telling someone about their departure might have meant more able-bodied adults capable of taking shifts behind the wheel, but it seemed their fight was over for the time being.

The sense of relief that came from that knowledge made her feel like the whole world was off. Abby was the one who had approached him in anger in the first place, so why should she be the one who felt any sense of comfort in momentarily being at peace? There was a question nagging at her, one that she wasn’t sure she wanted an answer to but felt like she needed to ask anyway. Taking in a shaky breath that she could have easily explained away by the strain of helping to move his extra weight, Abby asked, ”What happened to you in Azgeda, Marcus?”

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Kane could have gone on for hours, conjuring excuses to keep himself awake. I had to check in with the Guard, which took him barely half an hour. Everything was in order. He'd trained each of his men flawlessly, accepted nothing but the best under his command, so they knew very well how to manage in Kane's absence. I had to make sure the kids were alright, which was, in the end, out of Kane's hands. He could patch up a cut in the field, but once surgery got involved there was little he could do.

It came down to regret. He could have gone alone. Should have gone alone, but if he had then Clarke was the most he could have saved. There was no good answer. That was what kept him from surrendering this long. Which wasn't a reason at all, so Kane shook his head and took several steps as an excuse not to answer her scolding. He did his best not to bowl Abby over in the process. His joints had stiffened with stillness. They had only just begun, but in that moment Kane already felt too old for these adventures.

"To me?" he repeated, gazing up the hall at their goal. "Nothing." It would all have been very different, of course, if the warriors learned who he was. They'd had one of Arcadia's leaders behind bars and they hadn't even known it. How long, he wondered, would it take Azgeda to realize their mistake? "They didn't know who I was. Bellamy didn't..." Kane trailed off with a sigh. Of course, the boy hadn't broken, because Bellamy Blake had a stroke of courage to him that was never recognized enough. The boy had suffered, was suffering, would suffer again, simply because he refused to lose. "They were more interested in the kids."

Weren't all the Grounders? Kane grimaced, and readjusted his arm on Abby's shoulders. Much as Kane would have liked to put them all back behind civillian lines, it wasn't up to him anymore. Their enemies, their allies, chose their opponents.

"What did Clarke tell you about it?" he asked, a furrow between his brows. It would be easier not to repeat information she'd already been given. Kane worried that he wouldn't be much help. He'd spent the whole event locked in the back of a cell, and there hadn't been time to worry about debriefing any of the boys on the frantic drive back.

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It would have been easy enough to write Marcus’s reply off as nothing more than the disjointed thoughts of a man who’d had next to no sleep and done far too much on what little he’d gotten, but she knew him better than that. She’d known that the kids had been through a lot, she’d stitched up Azgeda’s handiwork herself, but she hadn’t considered what might have happened to Marcus if any of them had given him away. It was very likely that none of them would have made it back had the truth about his role in Arkadia come out, and she filed the thought away to deal with when she was more mentally and emotionally sound.

And maybe when Bellamy was awake for her to both scold and thank him for his role in what had occurred.

There was a very real part of Abby that wanted to laugh aloud, despite the fact that it would seem a wildly inappropriate response to the situation at hand. She wanted to believe that Marcus wasn’t naive enough to think that Clarke would give her the details of much of anything, primarily because Clarke knew how much Abby would worry about her if she did know the truth.

”We haven’t talked much,” Abby finally replied, glad for the fact that medical wasn’t too many more steps away and there were beds ready and waiting. Hopefully he’d pass out while she was checking him over; if not, she wasn’t above slipping something into his tea to force sleep on him. ”Besides,” she added with a sigh, deciding to put to words her previous thoughts, ”do you really think she would tell me?”

Glancing over and up at him as best as she could while maintaining their forward momentum, Abby’s voice was soft as she said, ”I’m glad you’re safe. I can’t keep everyone here safe without you. It’s too much.” Never mind that she couldn't imagine what her life would be anymore without him in it.

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Kane sighed, long and low, and shook his head. It shouldn't have surprised him, that Clarke hadn't shared the details of their misadventure with her mother. Try though he might, he could not find a reliable method to close the widening rift between the generations. Reparations required trust-- more trust than Clarke and her friends had, and that was in no way their fault. It would be foolish to expect Clarke to change her path just because she and Kane had a little heart-to-heart.

"I'd hoped she might," he admitted quietly, and raised a hand to pass it over his aching eyes. The problem of the children-- but they weren't children, he reminded himself firmly-- was not one he could solve tonight, if it could be solved at all. There were too many decades of damage, there, and Kane was too damn tired. Were it not for Abby's grip on him, he would gladly have propped himself against a wall in the middle of the hallway and let his eyes close. "I'll fill you in as much as I can," he did not make the promise lightly. Kane had lied to Abby enough, of late. "We split up part way through, though. I don't know what happened to Clarke's party."

Nothing good, from what he'd seen of their injuries. Lincoln managed to get himself chopped up pretty badly-- doing what, Kane was almost afraid to ask. It was a miracle they hadn't all been killed.

Abby's admission took Kane by surprise. Not her words-- leading Arkadia was no one-man job, he knew that as well as she did. They did better working together, and even then it barely felt as though either of them had a grip on things. Too many of their best assets had a habit of running off to do as they pleased without advice or instruction from the Chancellor. It was Abby's tone that surprised him. Soft, and honest, and sad. Guilt tightened Kane's chest. He should have told her. Probably could have, and still convinced her that it was best that she remain here, at home, because if she died there would be no one to heal them. Kane suppressed yet another sigh.

"I know," he murmured, and a smile creased his heavy-lidded eyes. "I'm sorry, but you won't have to." His grip tightened gently about Abby's shoulders. "I'm not going anywhere, Abby."

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