Infinite Ways Bellamy Could Possibly Find Out About Clarke’s Radio Calls:
Madi’s Ultimatum
“We clearly did not finish our earlier conversation,” Bellamy declares as Clarke scrambles around the tent gathering belongings. “You’re not leaving alone,” he reaches for her, but she yanks away. “Clarke!”
Madi watches their back and forth. “Aren’t you guys supposed to have more respectful, two-sided arguments? Clarke, since when do you not talk to Bellamy? And Bellamy—since when do you not respect her decisions?”
“I’m done with respecting decisions that separate us,” Bellamy tells Clarke. “I can’t lose you again.”
But she ignores him. “There’s no argument, Madi. You and I leaving. Now.”
“Okay. Fine.” Madi enunciates, then stands to challenge her. “I’ll leave with you on one condition.”
“No one is leaving and no one has conditions.” Bellamy reiterates, “We’ll find a way to make sure Madi is safe.”
“I don’t do ultimatums, Madi—”
“Tell Bellamy about the radio, then,” Madi’s heightened pre-teen attitude adds an arrogant shrug. “I’ll go with you.”
Everything halts. The ground under Clarke crumbles and she leans into a rucksack for support.
“What radio?” Bellamy turns from Clarke to Madi and back to Clarke again, his long curls swishing side to side as he does so. When no one answers, he asks louder, “What radio?!?”
“No-no,” she cuts Clarke off. “Somebody has to stand up for you and if you won’t do then I will—” Madi pivots to a half-confused, half-concerned Bellamy, “While you were gone—”
A powerful force possesses Clarke, compelling her to step in front of Madi and face Bellamy. “I tried calling you on the radio—it obviously didn’t work, so don’t worry about it.”
All color drains from Bellamy’s face. Buried emotions come to the surface as endless questions swirl his head. “You called me on the radio?” He swallows, trying to steady himself. “When?”
“Bellamy, I promise, I will talk to you about this—but let’s not have this conversation right now.”
“When, Clarke?” Bellamy insists. “How?” She doesn’t answer and he remembers “...The radiation blocked all radio signals.”
“Yeah...” She speaks softly, raising her eyebrows. “Monty said something about that…”
Bellamy steps closer, “When did you call me?”
“Every day, okay?” Madi interjects. “She called you on the radio every, single day.”
“Stop it, Madi!” Clarke yanks her around until their eyes meet—then the girl sees Clarke’s all-encompassing fear and surrenders.
Bellamy’s voice shakes. “Clarke?”
“No-no,” she shakes her head as she turns back to him, unable to meet his intense gaze. “It’s not what you think and you don’t understand—”
“They weren’t—It—Can we not make this a big deal? Talking on the radio was just a way to keep me sane—”
“Bullshit,” Madi interjects. “You had me for that.”
“Madi,” Bellamy asks softly. “Can Clarke and I talk for a minute?”
“Does this mean we’re not leaving?”
“Now!” Clarke and Bellamy say together, finding agreement for the first time.
Somehow, their heightened emotions fill the empty space in the tent, making it harder to breathe.
“It’s big deal to me,” Bellamy declares, breathless.
“I—I—you know—this is not the time—”
“It’s never the time with us, Clarke.”
“Believe me, I get that,” she steps towards him. “But this is a longer conversation that I cannot have right now. It’s not like it was the same SOS message—none of them, actually, were SOS messages—”
“Apart from a longer conversation, which we will find time to have. I’ve been trying to talk to you for days and you haven’t said anything. So—” he crosses his arms, “Is there anything you want to tell me?”
Her heart beats. Her head dizzies. Then everything fades, “Talking to you on that radio—You’re the reason I survived. You’re the reason I had hope. You’re—” He reaches out to cradle her face, gently stroking her cheeks as she leans into him. “Bellamy, you’re all my reasons.”
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