2,199 Days Part Two
Chapter Two: Coming Home
There was such an instant
demand request for a second part of my fic 2,199 Days, for so many obvious reasons. For the same reasons I acquiesced. Here you go:
Exactly six hours, thirty-eight minutes, and fourteen seconds after Clarke’s last transmission, Bellamy, Raven, Monty, Harper, Murphy, Emori, and Echo sat strapped into their 115-year-old, oversized tuna can of a dropship. Raven was running through the last of the preflight checks, flipping switches and analyzing gauges.
“All right, crew, release in ten. Say goodbye Ring,” Raven announced.
Suddenly, despite his anxiety to get to Clarke and his excitement to see the ground again, Bellamy had a fleeing moment of melancholy.
After all, The Ring had kept them alive all this time. It was gloomy, cold, and lonely, but it had become their home. In the long six years in space, they had become a family, and now things would change irrevocably.
Looking over at Monty and Harper, Bellamy spotted them holding hands tightly through their gloves.
Murphy smiled cockily over at him while Emori clutched at her restraints, still uncomfortable with the idea of intentionally falling into Earth’s gravitational pull.
Echo rolled her eyes at everyone’s drama, not really caring whether they made it, just grateful to be leaving space.
Bellamy closed his eyes tight, picturing her as he had seen her the last time.
The radio was clutched tight in his hands. Raven had learned a few months back why they couldn’t get a signal to the ground. He hadn’t quite understood why, but it had something to do with the damage the antennas had sustained during the exodus mixed with the field of radiation that had stood between them and the ground.
They all took a collective breath.
“One. Release.” The ship lurched as the Ring released its hold on them.