Hello Everyone! I discovered The 100 this year and immediately fell in love with Bellamy and Clarke, specifically Bellarke! I wanted to take a crack at new fics featuring my new favorite TV couple! I'm also working on an AU fic for Bellarke so stayed tuned! Please let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of The 100.
Coming Home
The patrol at the front of Camp Jaha was Bellamy Blake's preferred duty. If he was required to stand by the front, he had an excuse to look for her. For just a glimpse of her. For weeks he would do all he could to make sure he got assigned to the front, trading with other guards, taking on extra work, and sometimes making promises he and the other guard knew he couldn't keep. After two months, Kane took pity on him and made it his permanent post. Even after all that time he never did see Clarke Griffin come out of the trees.
Occasionally Clarke's mother, Dr. Abby Griffin, would find a reason to come join him. It was usually dark out when everyone else was having dinner and laughing that she would come. She wouldn't say anything, she would just stand with him and watch. Tonight is no different so Bellamy is not surprised when he sees her come up next to him, handing him a cup of water.
"You need to be better about keeping hydrated," Abby said in a quiet voice, surprising Bellamy. "And about eating. Don't think I haven't noticed that either."
"Not hungry," Bellamy grumbled.
"This camp needs you Bellamy," She replied her body turned toward him, the direct eye contact another detail that was different than normal. "No one knows the ground, the grounders, or these kids better than you. They all trust you including the guards and the council."
"I never wanted that," Bellamy said. "I just wanted to protect my sister, that's it."
"Like it or not you got more than you bargained for," She replied putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. "We need all of you, not the ghost you're turning into."
Abby turned and walked back towards the direction of the medbay, leaving Bellamy by his post at the front gate.
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A divide had slowly begun to emerge at Camp Jaha between the Arkers and the 47, specifically at night after all the chores and daily duties were completed. The only Arker who routinely hung out with the 47 was Wick and that was only because he wouldn't leave Raven's side.
Tonight was no different than most. All the 47 were sitting in groups around the fire, eating and laughing. Although the scars were still there, both physical and emotional, the threat the mountain men posed was gone. Bellamy rarely joined the group, always working as he was now.
"Where is Bellamy?" Octavia Blake asked. She was sitting around the fire with her lover Lincoln, Raven, Wick, Jasper, Miller, Harper, Monroe, and Monty. Jasper was sitting as far from Monty as possible, but Jasper had stopped glaring at him at least.
"Working," Wick replied bringing his cup up to his lips. "Where else would he be?"
"He's been working himself to the bone," Raven agreed. "Maybe it keeps him distracted from thinking about a certain someone."
"Don't Raven," Octavia said harshly. "She abandoned us. She abandoned him. She doesn't deserve the loyalty he showers on her."
"Octavia," Lincoln warned softly, placing a hand on her knee.
"What Lincoln? You know that's the truth," She said standing and crossing her arms, her voice rising as her anger climbed. "He was fine before this, before coming to the ground and meeting her. It's obvious she's got him under some kind of spell. Why else would he be deteriorating right before our eyes."
"What's going on?" Bellamy asked.
Lincoln tried catching Octavia's eye, trying to discourage her from the angry outburst he knew was waiting to be released. He understood her anger, but it seems like she didn't know her brother as well as she thought she did. He reached up and grabbed her hand, tugging her to turn her around and shook his head.
"We're worried about you Bellamy," Monty said from the other side of the circle.
"What is with everyone today?" Bellamy replied angrily. "First Abby, now you guys? I'm fine!"
"If you call barely eating, barely sleeping, and working non-stop fine then sure you're great," Raven said sarcastically.
"There's a lot to do around here," Bellamy said half-heartedly.
"That's a lousy excuse big brother," Octavia quietly replied. She stood with her arms crossed and an angry scowl on her face. "I at least know you better than that. Why are you really working yourself to the bone? It's about Clarke isn't it?"
Bellamy stood before his sister, fire in her eyes and suddenly felt so tired he could barely keep himself standing. He sighed, his shoulders slumping as his tired eyes connected with hers.
"God I knew it! What did she do to you?"
"She didn't do anything to me O," Bellamy said his voice rising to match hers. "She left. That's it. End of story."
"Stop lying to me!" Octavia loudly exclaimed.
The rest of the 47 sat mesmerized, all conversations ceased, as they watched the Blake siblings face off. Some of the nearby Arkers even stopped to stare, including Kane, Abby, and Jackson.
"You're my brother Bell, and I know you're not fine. I can tell when something is up. Whatever Clarke did it changed you and I'm not sure I like it."
"I don't care if you like the change or not Octavia! I don't care if any of you like it," Bellamy bellowed, his anger and patience finally evaporating. It seemed like the whole camp had fallen still and silent, all mesmerized by him. "We've all changed because of this goddamn place. For god's sake look at you! Mom would never believe you were the same person, O. All I'm trying to do is take care of you and the rest of the people here like Clarke asked me to."
Octavia stood in silence, watching her strong big brother fall apart. He was breathing heavily from the outburst and despite all the eyes on him tears were forming in his eyes. As one tear escaped and rolled down his cheek, he turned and walked away.
"Bell wait!" She yelled trying to follow him only to be stopped again by Lincoln.
"Let him go," Lincoln said pulling her down next to him. "Give him time."
"None of you have a clue," Monty quietly said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jasper harshly asked.
"You weren't there. You weren't there watching them make the decision that Dante and Cage forced them into. She didn't pull that lever to bring in outside air on her own. They did it together," Monty said sadly. He looked up and made direct eye contact with Octavia, all sadness gone from his eyes only to be replaced with fierce loyalty and protectiveness. "You can be pissed at Clarke for whatever reason you want Octavia, but she did what she did for you. For all of us. So did your brother. All they've ever done was try and keep us alive and they have to live with the consequences of the decisions they made so we stay that way. Clarke and Bellamy need each other and now she's gone. How is he supposed to be doing without the only other person who could understand?"
The rest of the 47 were shocked into silence. They all knew Clarke had done something drastic to free them. Most had assumed Bellamy was at least with her when the decision was made. That's how it always was. They were a team.
"We need Bellamy to survive, but he needs Clarke," Monty said. "So unless she miraculously shows up, this is the Bellamy we have to live with."
