The door swung open as President Cage walked in unexpected. Anastasia watched his uneasy presence as he eyed her down before switching over.

"Take that one off the table!" He commanded pointing to Raven sweating profusely.

One of the doctors argued with his, "Sir, we're not done" the medical assistant pointed out.

"Now!" Cage silenced him he stepped back waiting for them to remove Raven as he stopped in front of Abby with wet cheeks and red eyes, "Put her on it" he pointed at Abby with a wheezily voice, before shallowing harshly.

Words of disagreement huddled in but the biggest ones were Marcus and Anastasia. Anastasia yelled loudly, calling out her name, Abby was a mother figure to her, she was watching her be lured to her death.

"You don't have to do this!" Marcus screamed withering around in his cuffs calling out to Cage who stood in front of him, as the president waited for the guards to retrieve her from her chains "There has to be another way"

"There isn't" Cage put strongly looking at Marcus as he turned around watching Abby get led to the torture chair.

Anastasia watched her father try to reason with Cage but she knew they was no reasoning, she needed to do something to stop it before they hurt Abby.

"Stop!" Anastasia called out, "Take me!" She shouted. Cage looked over to her before rolling his eyes, telling her father off. Before approaching her on the other side as the drilling started on Abby. Anastasia could hear Abby's screams, but they visual was thankfully blocked by Cage.

"Don't worry" he sneered at her, "You're next, that much I can promised" he remarked before stepping back making her eye line visible to Abby's torture.

She veered away meeting Miller's eyes as he had the impression of disapproval on his face. Anastasia had no words, and nothing was able to come out of her dry mouth anyways as the process of drilling into Abby became slowed and more calculated than the others as Cage watched the drilling process, every once and while looking up at the camera placed in the room, almost in a tormenting way.

"Something's going on" Anastasia whispered to Miller looking up at the camera, as she watched Cage intensely. The door opened, they all tightened up, as a guard issued in another missing teenager, "Jasper?" she questioned watching him be escorted in.

His face was complacent, as they dragged him around the room, towards where she was placing him turned around next to Harper. His face was formed into a sly smile, and that's when she knew he had a plan. Whatever he was planning on doing he had to act fast because Abby was fading quickly as a more composed Cage marched to her keeping his eye on the camera as he switched over to her side. He just glared at her making his rounds until he came back to his original spot.

Anastasia turned her head watching Jasper shake his way out, with the help of a knife. He shimmied out turning around slowly, hiding the knife in his arm sleeve. Anastasia became consumed with getting out to help Jasper but the cuffs wouldn't budge without help.

"Restrain him!" Cage commanded noticing Jasper, the guards agreed moving forward towards him. The clicked their guns but they couldn't use them if it came to it, as Jasper reveled his knife hiding in his hand, his anger focused on Cage. He tightened his grip on the knife harshly, as he took a step forward.

As he was stopped by the alarm echoing in from the hallway, as the guards stopped being contaminated by the blistering redness. Cage fell silence as he stepped back watching his guards fall down before him, along with the doctors. Their last breaths were gasping for air, before they fell to the ground suddenly. Cage looked up at the camera before taking off out of the door in a jog, as he became defeated.

Jasper's face fell, as he looked around noticing the dead, blistered guards. He looked lost, before whispering something under his breath, before he took off faster than Cage headed in a different direction.

"Jasper, come back!" Harper called at watching him run off as they were out of danger, but they were still trapped, and Abby was still bleeding out on the table and they couldn't help.

The sound of the beeping was mind numbing as they all scrambled around trying to break out of their chains. Anastasia noticed the knife that Jasper dropped near the end of Harper's shoe. She turned around nodding to Harper, indicating the knife on the ground, hoping that she could find a way to pick it up and unlock her cuffs with it.

Harper fumbled with her feet bending her hands as she pushed herself and toes near the knife. She focused on picking it up as the sound of metal clinking on the floor almost over took the alarm ringing as the knife kept escaping Harper's hold.

Another loud clang, was heard but this time it was deeper and starker than the sound of the tiny knife clinking against the ground. The group tensed up expecting another group of doctors and guards to arrived but the dark appearance of a dirty Octavia walked through as they released.

"Get the keys from the guard" Marcus directed as Octavia rushed over to one of the dead guards grabbing a ring of keys rushing over setting Marcus free as he rushed over to Abby while Octavia continued to set them free beginning with her best friend.

"I'm digging this new look" Octavia joked, unlocking Anastasia, as she held her wrist feeling the pain of all the pressure she put on them as she wrung her wrist around the cuffs.

"I could say the same thing" Anastasia pointed to the grounder appearance that she had taken on.

"Ana, help me" Her father called out unlatching Abby. Octavia let her go as she rushed over she began undoing the side that her father hasn't gotten to. She could barely handle seeing Abby in that state but she was keeping consciousness.

The room became more chaotic as more people were getting released rushing over to help their friends and family, as the reunited. Anastasia was almost jealous of the intimacy. She didn't expect a grand gesture of love from her father but he showed more interest in Abby than his own daughter. She unlatched the remaining arm walking towards the leg as did her father.

"Are you okay?" He asked her stopping for a second to look at his daughter wiping away some of the dirt.

"I'm fine" Anastasia replied as she released Abby's leg, "Abby isn't" she added as her returned to unlatching her leg. She found her ironical words disheartening, "Thanks Dad" she remarked.

As she turned to find Clarke, Bellamy, and Monty walking through the doors. Clarke rushed over to her mother as they were pulled into a hug, sobbing in each other arms. Anastasia was engulfed quickly in a strong chest as she looked up finding that it belonged to Bellamy.

"I did something terrible" Bellamy whispered into her ear, holding her closely, like she was the only one he felt comfortable telling.

"You saved all of us" Anastasia clarified, pushing him off of her, stuck by his words.

"Not all of us" Bellamy said looking around at the bloody room that had a higher body count that the original camp they presided in.

"That wasn't your fault" Anastasia remarked as her father approached them.

"You did good" he stated factly looking at his daughter and Bellamy, "Now" he took a breath, "Let's get these people home" he added as Bellamy nodded military like.

"Yes, sir" he remarked with the upmost respect as Anastasia watched the scene unfold as it was clear she missed a lot being trapped in the mountain. Octavia pushed through looking worried.

"Where's Cage?" She questioned with concern as he was no way to be found.

"He left after..." Anastasia couldn't make out the words, because she didn't even know what happened but she looked towards the guards lying one the ground. The same ones that people were walking over to greet their friends.

"He isn't our problem anymore" Marcus uttered as he looked at the reuniting families, "Let's go" he remarked as the people gathered together preparing themselves for the journey ahead. The walked out of the dorm room as they headed for the dining hall where the mass annihilation took place.

Anastasia finally understood what happened, and what Bellamy remarked about when he pulled her into a hug. She wanted to control her shock as she could feel Bellamy's eyes on her, but it was hard as the sight was something out of a horror movie. Clarke directed them around the scene but it was horrifying to even catch a glimpse of it. The reached the outside and headed straight towards Arkadia.

It wasn't until daylight when they reached they gates as the others were prepared for them. They picked up Lincoln along the way as he remarked about Cage's untimely death that was brought upon him. The gate moved to open they doors as the city was opened to them. Anastasia walked through shocked upon seeing the city, as hoards of people being grabbing their friends and family as they arrived in.

Anastasia stopped watching her father take control sending Abby off with her assistant, and directing the injured along with as the families began moving towards the side. Her father turned back meeting her eye line as he walked towards her. She was pulled into his hug unexpectedly. She had never felt this type of affection from her father since she had been born.

"I'm am so glad you are okay" he remarked pulling away from her, "They didn't drill into you?" He questioned, Anastasia raised a eyebrow at the odd questioned.

"No" she lied not knowing how he would react if she told him the truth, and found it was better to lie, and make him feel better.

"Good" he breathed out tapping her shoulder before walking away. Anastasia turned around to find Clarke and Bellamy in a intense talk outside of the fence, she watched from a afar. Anastasia could feel her stomach quaking as Clarke leaned towards him placing a kiss on his cheek pulling him into a hug. They shared a few words before Clarke stepped away, walking in the direction towards the woods. As Bellamy headed towards Arkadia, Anastasia met him at the entrance looking at his fallen face.

"Where is Clarke going?" She asked him as he just looked back.

"She's leaving" Bellamy remarked. Anastasia was shocked but Bellamy didn't give her a chance to ask anymore questions as he pushed forward into the camp, with the gate closing upon them, locking Clarke out.