Finally, after weeks of running, they found a quiet, secluded town far from the city. It was the kind of place where people didn't ask questions, where they could blend in and start over. It was exactly what they needed.
As they settled into their new life, the tension that had weighed on them for so long began to lift. The nightmares of the past still haunted them from time to time, but the bond they shared was stronger than ever.
One evening, as they sat together on the porch of their small cottage, watching the sun set over the distant hills, Claire reached for Jake's hand.
"Do you think we're safe now?" she asked softly, her gaze focused on the horizon.
Jake was quiet for a moment, then he nodded. "I think so. Clarke's people won't find us here. We've covered our tracks well."
Claire leaned against him, her heart finally beginning to believe that maybe, just maybe, they had found the peace they had been searching for.
