Can you write a fan fic where Bellamy and Clarke are fighting over strategy plans and clarke yells leaders do what they think is right and then Bellamy kisses her
They were at war. With other tribes, with themselves, and with earth too. Everybody knew that. But today was just another day to remind them of their situation.
Winter was coming and the weather was becoming really cold. Some people were already suffering from frostbite and necrosis, and Clarke was spending days and nights in the med bay, taking care of her people, no matter if they had the flu or if they were about to die. But she was getting tired, getting less and less hours of sleep as the days went by.
Raven came in the med bay while Clarke was sterilizing her medical tools and came to sit on the edge of a cot. ‘Clarke, I need your help.’ Clarke was so surprised she made her scissors fall on the floor. ‘Oh god, I didn’t hear you coming.’ She said in a breath as she turned to face Raven. ‘Yeah, I’ve noticed.’ She gently put her crutches on the ground. ‘You’ve been busy these past few days, huh?’ Clarke picked up her scissors, put them on the table and came to sit beside her friend. ‘Yeah. I have to take care of my people.’ Raven rolled her eyes. ‘You already do. And also, you have to take care of you too. Look at yourself, you look awful. No offense.’ Clarke smiled weakly before rubbing her eyes. ‘None taken. You’re right. I’ve slept for like two hours last night.’ Raven made a face and started rubbing her damaged knee. ‘What’s wrong?’ Clarke asked, concerned. ‘That’s why I came to see you. I’ve been trying to move my leg, but I still can’t, and now my skin is getting kind of blue-ish, it’s because of the cold right?’ Clarke got up and kneeled in front of her disabed friend. She made her leg move with her hands and tried to find out what was wrong with it. ‘Yeah, probably. Blood is less present in your leg because you can’t move it, but I don’t want this to get worse, because you can get necrosis and I really don’t want to cut your leg off or something.’ Raven shifted awkwardly on the cot. ‘It’s going to be okay though, right? I mean, we just have to find a way to avoid that, right?’ Once again, Clarke rubbed her eyes and felt her head hurt. ‘Yeah, we’ll figure something out, Raven, don’t worry.’ Just as Raven was about to talk, Bellamy entered the med bay hurriedly. ‘We need to talk, princess.’ Clarke sighed and let herself fall once again on the cot, sitting. ‘I was just about to leave anyway. I’ll ask Abby to help me move my leg.’ Clarke smiled at her friend and helped her get up from the cot. Both Bellamy and Clarke watched Raven as she got out of the room, in a awkward silence.
'What do you want?' Clarke snapped, regretting it instantly. Bellamy furrowed his brows. 'Damn, princess, why such an angry face?' He came to sit beside her. She was just so tired. 'Sorry, I'm just tired. Really tired.’ ‘Yeah, I can see that, but don’t blame it on me. I just came here to talk.’ Clarke turned her face to look at him. He looked tired too, she knew he was. He was just trying to be a good leader, just like her. And he was ready to risk his life to save his people. Sometimes, he just didn’t know how to do it. And neither did she. ‘We need to do something for our people.’ She nodded, and it felt like he was reading her mind. ‘Yeah, our situation is getting really bad. I have spent all day here and people are starting to feel very tired and sick. Sometimes, they just have the flu but their immune system is really weak, and the children are even worse.’ Bellamy nodded, thinking. ‘What’s your strategy?’ she asked. She was glad they were both thinking about the same thing. ‘Well, we can hunt more.’ ‘It’s really cold out there, you really think animals are going to get out just to get killed?’ He rolled his eyes. ‘Come on, we can do this. We just have to take hunting shifts and we’ll bring more food in. Also, we can get more wood from the forest so we can get warm a bit.’ Well, maybe they weren’t thinking about the same thing after all. ‘No, we need to do something bigger. Wood is not going to keep our people alive.’ He got up from the cot and faced her. ‘You got a better idea then?’ ‘Well, actually I do. But you’re not going to like it.’ He pointed an arm at her. ‘Go on.’ She stood up slowly and now she was facing him too. ‘I think… I think we should make an alliance with Mount Weather.’ Bellamy immediately threw his arms in the air. ‘Are you kidding me? This has to be your worst idea ever! Yeah, sure, and why not give ourselves to the reapers so they can gently welcome us in their home during winter, right?’ He rubbed his eyes. ‘I’m so not doing that.’ Clarke took a step forward. ‘No, but listen, we don’t have to-’ ‘No! I’m not doing it! I am not going to risk the lives of our people like this!’ He was getting angry now. He was sure she would agree with him, but clearly they couldn’t think the same way, and it was pissing him off. ‘If you want, we can move our camp, move closer to the beach and then we’ll get warmer, and we could even go fishing and-’ ‘Water is ice now. We can’t-’ ‘Come on, Clarke! Just think about what you’re saying right now! Do you hear yourself?’ Clarke realized then that maybe she was wrong, maybe that alliance with Mount Mountain was a bad idea. It was too risky. ‘I just- I thought I was doing something right! I’m just thinking about our people, Bellamy! Leaders do what they think is right, huh?’ She realized she was screaming now. ‘That’s what you said.’ Her voice was softer now, but her chest still rose and fell heavily. She didn’t have time to calm herself down, because his lips were suddenly on hers and his hands were cupping her face and she didn’t know if she could move her body. So she did the only thing her mind told her to. And she threw her hands around his neck. She thought it would a rough kiss, wild with passion, but she was surprised as Bellamy slowed down his pace, one of his hands moving to the small back of her waist. As he touched her skin, he could feel his hand burn with passion, and slowly turn into ice and then water and his body pretty much felt like all the natural elements. When they both couldn’t breathe anymore, they slowly pulled away. Bellamy dropped his hands on her waist. ‘Leaders do what they think is right.’ he whispered not far from her ear. ‘What?’ she smiled, looking up at him. He showed her his signature grin. ‘I did what I thought was right. Was I wrong?’ She shook her head no, and sighed happily.
They didn’t know what they were going to do. But they were going to save their people. Together.
