May We Meet Again

my name is 𝒞𝓁𝒶𝓇𝓀𝑒 𝒢𝓇𝒾𝒻𝒻𝒾𝓃 I was born in space. Before being sent back to earth. I’d never felt the sun on my face or breathed real air or floated in the water. None of us had.but most of all we never imagined we'd fine down here. {this is a multi verse bellarke 1x1 rp blog. I have no affiliation to the 100, eliza taylor or bob morley. this blog will have mature content. }

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

Letting her walk by him, he shifted his weight on the stairs while his eyes slowly tried to adjust to the lack of light. The stale smell made a piece of him want to scrunch his noise, but he kept the childlike shift in his face completely mental. Instead Bellamy heard her mentions something about a light source and chuckled lightly. “What you didn’t think ahead,” he teased light as he shifted the bag on his back and pulled out one of the few makeshift flashlights they had been holding the camp. “Not sure if you should get one of these,” was added with the same tone as he held out one of the two for Clarke. 

He wanted to leave his worries at the camp. The deep worries that he could taste on the back of his tongue. He had been fighting the feeling of drowning all morning, he didn’t want to keep fighting while he was trying to actually do something for those damn kids. Bellamy didn’t want Clarke getting another - jolt of the terror that had seeped into his bones. His mother’s words always ringing in his ears. “I’ll be happy if we can find some blankets in this place,” he paused to walk down the stairs fully himself, his hand turning on his own light source. “I am not even going to pray about weapons because we both know the chances of that,” his words stopped like that with a huff. 

Grabbing a few of the flashlights that they had from camp slipped her mind when she was getting ready. She’d been mulling over everything that was going on in her head. A storm of feelings swirled around her body almost constantly since they found out that the ark was coming down. It was a storm she was currently trying to keep at bay. She offered him a small smile when he handed her the light. “I must have been preoccupied.” she offered with a little shrug before switching hers on. She scanned the newly light room in front of her. “Blankets are definitely at the top of my list. I’ll be happy to have a little extra warmth at night for people.” she glanced back at him for a moment before continuing forward. 

The first room they entered was a bit empty. Nothing really of note, it was a little off putting. But she had hope that deeper in they would find something. Anything that could make their time back at camp a bit better. “There is another set of stairs,” she called out though her words were followed bit a slight gasp as she stilled. Her light shinning on a body that was draped along the stairs. “That’s comforting..” she breathed out as she collected herself a little. At this point she wasn’t a stranger to seeing a dead body. But it still caught her off guard. A little wave of dread fluttered through her before she steeled her self. “Be careful..” was all she offered before continuing down them. 

at the bottom it opened up in to a long hallway. Which seemed a bit more promising then the entrance now above them. “We check every room?” she turned to look at the man with her. She was determined to search every inch of the place before the left. She didn’t want to leave anything behind. 

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

there was a pleasant feeling hearing her laugh lightly at his lame joke. helped him push past everything else and just do is best to focus. although if he were being honest, focusing on the blonde that was not only about to move but nearly tripped on her own feet. instinctively his arms began to move before she righted herself without him and he just lifted a brow. Bellamy held in his chuckle as she as he thinned his lips into a line and she leaned to bend down. it was in that single moment that he could honestly saw that earth wasn’t turning out to be so bad. not that it had something to do with the view of Clarke bending or anything. no he was completely task orientated. 

where ever his thoughts were going completely left him as she tugged on what seemed to be a door handle by her words and was flung backward. that time he couldn’t stop the low chuckle as he moved towards her quickly and moved to help her stand. “Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone,” he teased lightly as he made she she was standing perfectly fine on her own before he moved to take a look. definitely a door. which was actually a damn good sign. reaching down himself he gripped the door and understood why it was difficult to open. the rust ate away at much of the metal, causing a groaning noise to fill the air as Bellamy finally thought to use his hatchet to pry it open with a growl. 

“there we go,” come out in a huff as he looked towards the day light casting a harsh glow into the darkened bunker. “looks inviting,” was added as he turned to look at her. 

Clarke could feel a slight heat spread across her cheeks. With everything she’d been dealing with on the ground. To be bested in the moment by a rusty door seemed ridiculous. “I appreciate it.” Her hands listed to readjust the back over her shoulder as she shook her head. Though the smile that curled at the corner of her lips couldn’t be helped. The blonde shifted in her place, moving to watch as Bellamy finally pried the door open. The stale air the wafted through it was nothing inviting. Her nose wrinkled a bit a she looked down. “Let hope we find something good.” she muttered as she stepped in front of him. Carefully descending the stairs. 

There was something ominous about the whole place. The only light that they really had was that from the open entrance. But even that was starting to fade as the sun got lower and lower in the sky. “We should try to find some kind of light source.” she offered looking behind her as she reached the bottom of the stairs. “Or we’re not finding anything in this place.” Looking a head of her she tried to squint a bit, seeing if she could make out anything in front of them. 

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

Smiling lightly at her agreement, he was caught off guard by the light laughter that danced off his tongue at her mention of being stuck out in the dark. “Yeah that is a bit of an understatement,” he agree quickly as he squeezed the hand between his fingers gently before letting her go and turning back towards the area that the bunker was supposedly meant to be. “So, within this general area than,” the question was accented by a hand movement in the air from him as Bellamy just narrowed his eyes at the landscape in front of him. 

“Well, Lead the way, Princess,” his teasing tone stuck to his words as he glanced back at her and gestured as if he was meant to roll out a red carpet. The nickname hadn’t come from him originally but it was like he took it and laundered it for his own purposes. There was something nice about the way it rolled off the tongue. “You have the map so,” he paused to chuckle at himself with a shake of his head. “Not that there would be a big arrow pointing toward it or anything,” it was a mumbled statement more so to himself with a roll of his eyes.

Clarke smiled at the last little squeeze of his hand before bring up the map she had for them. “Yeah.. this way.” she announced as she moved towards where the entrance was supposed to be. “A big arrow would be pretty helpful at the moment.” she chuckled as her eyes scanned the area around them. The tension form earlier was still in the back of her mind but it seemed a bit easier to push aside. She wasn’t exactly sure how long they had been looking when her foot collided with something solid. Almost causing her to trip before she corrected. Her arms flying out to steady herself. 

“Fuck..” she cursed, whatever she’d hit definitely upset her foot. “I think I found something.” she called back behind her tucking the map away before she bent down. The brush and dirt giving her a good fight as she tried to clear off what she’d almost tripped over. “I think its a handle..” was added over her shoulder. The more she uncovered the more she could make out a door. She even tried giving the handle a tug but it seemingly was far to heavy for her by herself. She let out a little grunt as her grip slipped and she landed backwards on her back side. “That didn’t happen..” was all she got out as she frowned a bit. 

[morleybell]

[elizajane-morley]

bellamy and clarke looking at each other

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[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

Feeling his attempt at a joke fail miserably between them, he just offered a tight smile as he tried to ignore the pressure that always seemed to exist between them. Normally it was a strange sort of comfort. Something they didn’t need to name but heavy none the less. In the moment as they walked through the forest it wasn’t as comforting as it could be. It was tense, and taut like whatever sat between them knew well enough that things may not go how they wanted it to go. Sighing to himself he just kept moving. That was the only thing Bellamy could think to do. 

Thing was - while he tried to ignore it - it dug at the back of his mind. Something weighed her down the same way it was weighing him down. Yet somehow the thought that she was suffering with it was inexcusable. Bellamy was willing to suffer. He could do that. He could take that weight but he didn’t want her to suffer too. “Clarke,” jumped off his lips suddenly as he turned towards her, stopping his movements and focusing on her completely. “How about we make a deal,” he questioned gently in a soft tone that he rarely used. “We both try not to think about what we know could happen,” he started to explain - totally ignoring the fact that he didn’t need to tell her what he was talking about. “We focus on the present. We focus on the bunker. We focus on what we have now,” was added as he reached out for one of her hands to smooth the skin gently. 

“I think if we both do that. This little trip of ours will start to feel like a trip rather than a distraction from the gallows,” while his tone held a slight touch of teasing he was serious about it all. If they worked together to not let it break them, something told him it wouldn’t. 

Clarke stilled when he turned around to speak to her. Her head tilted for a moment, as she waited for what he had to say next. Oddly she wasn’t surprised by it either. She knew that he was right. There was no need for them to focus on what they couldn’t control. They were both going to drive themselves insane if they did. She let a very small soft smile curl at the corner of her lips when he took her hand. She nodded her head in agreement. “I think that is a good idea.” she offered with a little sigh. Shifting, she moved so that she was closer to him. The contact of their hands soothing some of the nerves that had been balled up in her stomach. It was the usual effect that being connected in such a manner had. 

“I promise I will do my best to focus on now.” she stated in a determined voice. It would make the day a whole lot better. Giving his hand a little squeeze as she did so. The blonde let out a slow breath as she smiled up at him softly. “Now we really should figure out where the door to this place is, or we’re going to be suck out here in the dark. Which is kind of like a trip to the gallows.”

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

The relatively quiet walk through the woods was comforting and condemning all at the same time. It gave him time in his thoughts which was probably a bad thing. He knew they were supposed to keep an optimist thought when it came to what would go down with the ark. He knew he was supposed to be thinking of an inner fight to keep everything going. Problem was that Bellamy wasn’t 100% sure he deserved any sort of forgiveness. Sure, the man hadn’t died but it certainly hadn’t turned out well anyway. What he did know was that he wasn’t going to run. The thought made something twist in him that he couldn’t name. Something he didn’t want to toy with. 

Clarke’s words had his attention back on the moment at hand and he found a hand reaching out for the water. Mirroring her position on an opposite tree he took a drink and nodded his head. “I bet the under brush has grown over the entrance or something,” he offered lowly with a crack to his voice. Clearing his throat he took another drink before addressing her question. “Well, if it is a bunker than it probably has some things that would be useful,” he knew his words weren’t useful so he decided to elaborate. “I mean it might have first aid stuff, clothes or blankets. Maybe guns,” the latter was more of a long shot he knew but shit he could damn well hope. “Hopefully it isn’t just full of expired food,” was added with a grumbled and a small laugh. That would be a fucked move - even if life did like to be a bitch. 

Clarke’s eyes searched the clearing off in the distance. Her head nodding a bit at his response. He was probably right, everything seemed to be reclaimed by nature out here. This was probably no different. Turning her head she settled her focus back on him as he drank the water. His answer somewhat reassuring that maybe this was worth the trip. She wanted to stay optimistic. Hold the hope that they’d actually find something helpful. Reaching out she took the water back. Taking another swing as she scrunched her nose. “I refuse to even think about the possibility that there is just expired food..” she countered handing the bottle back before straightening up. “I’ll be happy if we just find blankets, its getting cooler, we’re going to need them.” slipped past her lips as she straightened the pack on her back. 

The blonde was doing everything in her power not to thing about everything that was going on. She didn’t want to think about what was going to happen if they could get a Jaha to pardon Bellamy. The though alone made her feel like her heart was being ripped out. She could only imagine what would happen to her if it came to that. She couldn’t bare him leaving.. being out in this wild place by himself. Not because she didn’t think he could take care of himself. She knew he could. But because she didn’t know if she could be whole with out him. And that scared her... more then the grounders ever could. She could feel her chest tighten a bit as she thought about it. Clarke quickly pushed it all away. 

“We... Should keep moving.” she cleared her throat as she tucked her hair behind her ear. She needed something to focus on. Or she was going to be stuck in her head. It was a mess to be in right now.

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

Catching her eyes when she mentioned the bunker he found himself nodding. Okay if the bunker meant supplies that could be the exact something they needed to get ready for whatever was coming. Judging by the bite of cold in the air he assumed it would be chilly weather but on earth he really was expecting pretty much anything. “Alright,” he finally offered up on the subject. It wasn’t like he needed to be overly vocal on it all. He was certain Clarke already knew exactly how he was feeling about it. 

Mentally going over who he would choose he offered a small smile. “I knew who I will leave in charge so I am ready whenever you are,” his tone was quick but not biting as he nodded one more time in her direction before wasting no time in moving to find Miller. The conversation was quick as he left a few instructions before grabbing a few things he wanted and moving to the main gate to meet with the blonde. He weight of his hatchet was comforting as his hand found the wrapped up portion of it. Bellamy wasn’t sure how long it took but soon enough he caught sight of her with a bag on her back. 

“Alright, you have the map so lead the way,” he mumbled gently as he signaled for them to open the gate and he began to move out. 

The blonde gave a little nod before setting off to complete her  task. She trusted Bellamy’s choice so there really wasn’t much to speak about on the subject. Gathering them both water and a pack of nuts that had been collected. She made sure to check in with Raven let her know where Bellamy and her were off to. Just in case something happened and they didn’t make it back. Slinging the makeshift bag over her shoulder she headed towards the gate. Map in hand as she did so. She scanned over the rout she’d mapped out. It seemed simple enough. As long as they didn’t run in to any grounders they would be fine. 

Once they were out side the gate she pointed in the direction they were headed. “Hopefully this place will be easy enough to find.” With how the forest around their camp looked she could only imagine what cities looked like down here. Probably all taken back by nature. It made the artist in her happy, it was probably beautiful to see. But it wouldn’t help them in their task for the day. Clarke made sure to keep in step with Bellamy. Not wanting to be to far ahead in case something happen and so he wouldn’t loose sight of her. It wasn’t likely to happen but one could never be too careful in these woods. 

Clarke wasn’t sure how long they had been walking when she decided to stop for a drink of water. But  she knew that they had to be close. Or she hoped they were. “Here,” she offered up the second bottle of water to Bellamy as she leaned against  a near by tree. “We have to be near it,” her eyes squinting to see if she could make out any kind of clearing near by. Closing her bottle she took a moment to investigate the map. “What do you think we’ll find in this place, “ she asked her eyes lifting from the paper in her hands. 

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

The day had started early for him. Before the sun rose he had the difficult task of actually getting out of bed. As of late it was almost torture but there was shit that needed to be done. Sort of shit that could potentially stand between a peaceful night sleep and one well - not so peaceful. With one last look behind him he was out the door and already getting things taken care of. The others were moving sluggishly for the morning but honestly it was exactly what he had been expecting. They were kids, Kids that weren’t used to working so hard or on so little sleep in some cases. Bellamy couldn’t hold them to the standards he held himself. Shit they might end up dead. 

Time passed and there were breaks here and there to move from the wall and check on other things. Soon enough the sun was in the sky and he was back at the wall again. Two more shifts and it would be completely done. There was something satisfying about it all. Having something to keep his body and mind busy helped him not think of everything else he had to deal with. O was still MIA with her attitude so he was trying his best not to dwell. The thing that was really eating was the fact that he knew Clarke was working on things for communication with the ark. He knew it was happening and it made his danger senses go haywire. So, work was good. Work gave him something else to think about. Even if it was the ache in his body from the next thing he lifted. 

Hearing his name called out caught him off guard. Instinctively his hand was out to signal Miller to keep downing what he was doing before turning around. Clarke’s words had his lips forming a grim line before nodding and heading her way. As he walked by he checked on the people working the food station. Seeing the huge cache of nuts he smirked before finally making it to her. “So, I imagine it has to be something interesting,” he questioned lightly trying not to let the anxiety get the best of him. Moving a hand to gesture that they could walk and talk in the direction of less people he began to move. “Well, don’t leave me hanging.”

Clarke couldn’t blame the apprehension Bellamy felt toward having the com  up with the ark. It didn’t really play in his favor, but she had meant what she said. She was determined to find away to fix it. But that wasn’t the topic at hand. Licking over her lips she gave him a little node as she started to walk with him. “I guess you would have to define what you class as interesting.” she offered with a small smile. Holding up the map so that the man beside her could see the black circle she had made on it she spoke. “They gave me a location of supply bunker. They are hoping it will have something useful for use stashed there.” the words were simple as she glanced to him. She knew that he would probably feel the same way she did, it was worth the try but the reality of it all was that it may not be as helpful as the Ark thought. 

“Its probably going to be an all day trip. I figured we could go scout it out together, no point in pulling people way from their jobs for the day.” Chewing at her lip she folded the map back up. “I can gather a few supplies for us, if you wanna designate people to be in charge..” 

[braveprincesssclarke]

Things were abuzz in the early hours of the day. Raven managed to rig up a video link to the ark. So kids were excited to finally get to talk to their parents. Clarke herself wasn’t looking forward to having the conversation she was bound to have with her mother. Thankfully their were more pressing matters to deal with. As Raven took charge to set up a line for people that wanted to talk to their parents. Clarke sat in the makeshift tent that they had set up listening to Jaha direct her to a supply hub. Part of her was hopeful, it would be a big help to finally have some kind of supplies. She knew that winter was coming soon and she didn’t want to think about what would happen if their weren’t prepared. 

Blue eyes watched as he pointed out on the map where he was specifically talking about. She made small marks on the map she’d gotten out of the drop ship. As much hope as she had, she also understood that it was a long shot. There was no telling if anything was still there. It could have easily been cleaned out years ago. Repeating back his words so that he knew that she understood. Once she was sure that they were finished she folded the map back up. She left no room for a conversation about her mother. Instead she insisted he allow the parents of kids that actually wanted to speak to them have their time. 

As she moved out of the tent she offered a small smile to Raven. Before calling out the name of the kid that was up first. Which she left the other girl to manage that. She set off to find Bellamy. It wasn’t a question as to where he would be. They were almost finished the wall, so he’d been out early to oversee the last few sections. The closer she came to where they were working she could hear his voice over the surrounding noise. “Bellamy,” she called out as she moved to where he was standing. “Can I talk to you for a minute, I have some news from the Ark..” she added pulling the folded map from her pocket as she spoke. 

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

Wrapping his arm around her shoulders loosely a smile overtook his face at the feel of her against his skin. Huffing out a laugh Bellamy nodded again before turning his head so he could put his face in her hair. It seemed like that was always the position he went to when they were laying down and he wasn’t about to complain about. “Well someone has to make sure they don’t end up in a pit or worse,” was mumbled lightly as he closed his eyes and pulled her just a smidge closer. The moment the bossy tone came out her frowned for a second before he rolled his eyes behind his lids. “You’re bossy even when we try to go to bed,” he added with a small chuckled before placing a soft kiss on her forehead and shifting his nose back into the golden strands. It had practically been seconds since they situated themselves but he could feel sleep already tugging at his consciousness. “G’night Clarke,” was all he had left before he stopped fighting and he let himself drift. 

FIN!

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

Even when his lips still tingled from where her’s had pressed against his, he could argue with her. He had known that he was tired. His body had begun to protest what he was doing with the wall hours ago but he kept pushing. At the mere mention of rest it nearly sag out beneath him. Yeah he could definitely go for some sleep. Finally he raised a hand upward to touch her chin for a moment - mostly because he could before nodding his head and moved to lay on his back. 

Shifting his body in the bed so he could accommodate her being next to him he sighed lowly. “You know, you have been making it a lot harder to get out of bed lately,” he tried to push the anxiety that still lingered in him to the way side when Bellamy tilted his head so he could look in the blonde’s direction. “I just never want to move.”

She offered him a small smile when he silently agreed to her comment. Shifting away from a moment she allowed him to get situated. After which she easily took her place tucked against his side. This was the way that they had been sleeping for days now. It made her feel safe, and secure. Something she didn’t get much of when they were awake and watching their backs constently. A light chuckle slipped from her lips as he spoke. “I’m not the only one guilty of that.” she chimed as she snuggled in against his chest. “If only we had the luxury to not get out of bed if we didn’t want to.” a sigh slipped past her lips at the thought. She never would have though she’d missed the simpler days of sketching in her cell. But sometime that seemed like heaven compared to earth. “Now hush, we’ll never get to sleep if we keep talking. Then we’ll really have a hard time getting out of bed.” 

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

There it was again. Her saying something that stirred the little boy in his heart. When her hand moved to rest on his neck - it took all there was in him not to lean into it completely. If it had been weeks ago he wouldn’t have felt his heart swell so strongly. Bellamy wouldn’t have believed that they would sit in a tent together with his soul bared in front of her only to have Clarke accept it. He probably hadn’t even dreamed that one day someone would.His life had been centered around his sister - anything outside of that hadn’t been an option but on the ground - it was possible. 

“If you say things like that Clarke,” a tiny smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he brought a hand to cup the one on his neck. Looking at her in that moment, he knew he could love her and it scared the shit out of him. From thinking about cutting of her hand to get the wrist band off to catching her from her pitfall. That single moment had changed everything.  “I don’t think death could ever make me leave,” they weren’t teasing words, he wasn’t joking. They were reverent and strong even if they were practically whispered.

Clarke couldn’t help the smile that curled at the corner of her lips when he spoke. She was perfectly happy with the idea. Minus the though of him ever being dead. But that was besides the point. Shifting in her place she leaned in closer. Pressing a soft kiss against his lips before she pulled back to look at him. “I’m just telling you the truth.” she stated simply with a nod of her head. She would have never expected that this would be where they would be. Especially with everything that happened the first few days that they were down here. But now that they were, she couldn’t imagine it being any other way. 

She knew that they had very challenging days ahead of them.  In general being on the ground had been on trial after another. This wasn’t going to be any different. She had hope that they could get through it. Especially if they stood together to face it. Letting her fingers play a bit at the curls just above his neck she let out a exhausted sigh. It had been a very long and tense day. “I think we both deserve a little shut eye now... we’ve had a very intense day.” she offered softly. She was pretty sure at this point her brain couldn’t take anymore information in. It had hit its limit. 

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

He almost laughed. It almost bubbled over his lips in that twisted form of hysteria. It say just beneath the surface but he didn’t let it out. Bellamy was struck by the sound of her voice. Other than his sister - which was few and far between lately - it felt like he hadn’t heard concern pointed towards him in years. He understood of course. Why would anyone care? But he almost believed her. Believed that maybe they could get through whatever shit storm was headed his way. That was until reality crashed into his mind and not so gently reminded him that the ark didn’t forgive. He knew that. 

“I don’t know how, Clarke,” he finally let out moving his eyes away from her face to shake his head. In that moment he wished he didn’t have to feel a thing. He wished his was numb and didn’t feel his or what he thought to be her feelings. The anxiety and fear mixed with a true streak of panic and helplessness. It made him want to run. Run and hide. A phrase his mother told him shot through his mind. ‘I know you are afraid but fear is a demon. Close you eyes and you tell yourself you are not afraid.’ His eyes slowly closed as he thought of Octavia sliding into the floor on the ark. How he knew she whispered that she wasn’t afraid. How he used to do the same thing in the dark. ‘That is how you slay the demon.’

Opening his eyes slowly he nodded his head. IT took a moment to steel his nerves. To push the panic back - the fear. “I don’t know how,” his words were stronger then they had been as he moved his hand from her’s but looked towards her eyes. “But we can try,” he finally added with a click of his jaw. 

If the blonde was being honest with herself, she had no idea how to fix it. It wasn’t just some minor problem they could wave their hands and make go away. She knew that, she did. But that didn’t mean she wanted to accept that their only option was for him to leave. Her fingers shifted against his skin at the absence of his hand on hers. There was a small lift of the weigh on her heart when he spoke again. Trying was something, it was him not leaving, her not having to be with out him. She could work with that. Clarke let out a deep sigh as she tried to will away the tears that had built up in her eyes during their conversation. 

“I don’t know how either, but its worth trying... you’re worth trying..” Lifting her hand she let it rest against the side of his neck as she continued to speak.“You’re not alone,” her eyes locking with his. “I’m going to be right next to you no matter what the outcome.” she added with a little nod of her head. She knew that they were going to have to make a solid plan. Look at all the facts and see how they could turn it around. It was the only way anything could be altered. But right now, she couldn’t think. 

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

He was alive? Hearing that offered some sort of solace to the guilt that had been plaguing his mind. One death that he couldn’t take credit for. It wasn’t much but it was still something more than he had. His eyes had wavered downward in his admittance but the moment she began to speak - words that had a familiar ring - he couldn’t stop himself from looking over her face again. Bellamy had said something along those lines only a few days ago. They were just as soft as he remembered when they left his mouth. Something to give her when nothing else made sense. 

Slowly he found himself nodding. He could only imagine the things he would do to protect those he cared about. It was a thought that worried him and filled him with a strange sense of pride all at the same time. Licking his lips slowly, he finally brought a hand upwards to rest over her’s. The feeling of their skin touching offered the same spark it did every time. “I’m in deep shit, Clarke,” her seeming acceptance of what he did was like a balm on a burn he didn’t know he needed. It wouldn’t stop the consequences. It wouldn’t stop them from doing whatever they planned when they came down. 

How could he tell her that he needed to leave? How could he leave her? This entire time down on the ground he talked about not running. He talked about fighting and facing it - together. Bellamy squeezed her hand softly as he sight slowly. She had to already know. She had to know he couldn’t stay.

Feeling his hand upon her’s eased a bit of the over whelming anxiety that had welled up inside of her. Being close always had that effect. It had saved her from going insane many times now. But his words rung in her head. She knew that he was right. Even if Jaha was alive, there was still the matter of Bellamy shooting him. A crime punishable by death, up there that seemed so final. But now as she lay next to him. Her blue eyes looking over the features of his face. She couldn’t accept that, she wasn’t going to let them come down here and inn-act their justice. 

In that instance a uneasy feeling settled over her. If he didn’t want to face the Ark. He would have to leave. Before she even had time to really process the though she spoke. “You can’t leave...” slipped from her lips, laced with panic and helplessness. “We need you... We wouldn’t have made it this long if not for you.” the words fell from her lips in a hurry. Like he was going to run off this very instant. 

“We’ll figure out something.... we can fix this..” 

[braveprincesssclarke]

heathenxking:

For a moment he felt a panic that mirrored his own. If Bellamy hadn’t known any better he would have thought it was all his. His lips moved to sit in a thin line when she asked what he had done. Knowing what had happened was one thing. Saying it out loud was a completely different story. Saying it to Clarke seemed impossible. How was he to tell her? He told her once that they did what they needed to - to survive. Would she see it as that? Would she understand. Others on the ark didn’t know what it was like to have a sibling. To put them before yourself in every way that could be done. 

“I shot the chancellor,” his words were quick but they tasted like poison on his tongue. Wells had been her friend. The chancellor was someone she knew, someone she probably cared about in her own way. “It was the only way I could get on the dropship,” he offered in a small form of explanation. Looking in her blue eyes - it sounded pretty damn pitiful. So he waited. He waited for the realization, for the rejection. He waited for the warmth that had spread into his bones to leave.

The pause that hung between them before Bellamy finally answered her question had made her wonder if she really wanted to know. She still felt that way when the words finally left her lips. Chancellor Jaha had at one point been someone she looked up to. Someone she trusted. That feeling had since dissolved, after what had happened with her father. "But.. I spoke to him earlier...” she mustered up as she processed the information. Logically she knew that meant very little. He could have just survived the injury. But that meant that Bellamy wasn’t a murderer. 

His explanation caused her to nod her head. It didn’t take a genius to see that he’d been here for Octavia. Something she would probably never fully understand, seeing as she had no siblings of her own. But the want to protect the kids she was stranded with... it had caused her to do many things she wouldn’t have fathomed doing before now. “I...” she paused frowning her brow as she formed the words. “The things we do to protect who we care about... and who we are as a person are not the same thing.” it was a simple sentence. A variation of what he’d told her when they’d tortured the grounder. 

The situations were different, but it still held true. She knew him, in ways she still couldn’t understand. Whatever her had decided to do to be with Octavia had come from a good place. Even if it was a terrible deed. 

[braveprincesssclarke]

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The moment her hand touched his chest he could feel a spark of warmth spread of his skin and practically seep into his bones. He didn’t want to lie to her. Whatever they had going on between them was small and still growing but the marks on their backs spoke of things his mother had told him to hide. Lies were practically sown into his skin and carved into his blood. For once he didn’t want to do it again. Maybe it was her eyes looking in to his. Maybe it was the feel of her hand on his chest but he found his jaw clenching and his gaze drifting towards the lightly tanned skinned of her arm that was between them. 

“I did something,” finally pushed over his lips and into the night air. His words were low and close to a whisper. “Before I came down here I did something - terrible,” he continued after a pause. Bellamy knew it was just that - terrible. He shot a man so he could get onto the dropship. While he held a part of guilt and shame in him he knew he wouldn’t have done anything different. He knew he would do it again if it meant he could protect his sister. His teeth found the inside of his cheek when the words got trapped in his throat. It took a moment - long enough from him to taste blood before he cleared it softly. 

“When they come down here,” the words were heavy when he finally spoke after a moment of silence. The taste of cooper from where he bit his cheek was fitting as he moved his eyes to look into Clarke’s again. “ I’m as good as dead.”  

Terrible was one of those words people often threw around carelessly. There were things that people consider terrible up on the ark. That when it came down to it, were just a mean to survive. But Bellamy wasn’t one of those people. If she had learned anything in the time she’d spent with him. She knew that when he uttered the word, he meant exactly what it was supposed to be used for. She felt her chest tightened; she couldn’t imagine what he’d done. But beyond that, she couldn’t imagine him dead. The though alone made a wave of panic whip through her. She did her best to push it down as she tried to gather her words. In the short time that they’d been around each other they’d grown to lean on one another. Losing that...  Her mind couldn’t wrap its self around any situation where Bellamy wasn’t standing at her side. 

“What did you do?” she asked. There was a list of things on the ark that could get you floated. Stealing food, or medicine... wanting to tell the people the truth about problems on the ark, having two children. Deep down she knew that it was nothing like that.