It has been YEARS since I have posted anything, but I am crazy excited to see Clarke and Bellamy reunite. Couldn't get this out of my head but I can't decide whether it should be a one-shot or not. It may depend on the next episode, we'll see. Feel free to review but I only write for fun. Just like sharing my ideas.

I don't own anything.

Hope y'all enjoy!

-KJ

Clarke

Clarke was so tired. Her mind was always constantly running and thinking of plans of how get out of each problem they faced. She couldn't tell if she was awake or asleep half the time. She hadn't had a real good night's sleep since the drop and honestly even before she landed in lockup. She slowly stirred she could tell that she was on a hard cold surface but as much as she willed her body to move faster and get a handle on her surroundings, her body refused to move any quicker than a sluggish drag. She finally was able to bite through the pain now radiating through every part of her, especially her arm, it burned badly. Lifting her heavy head she squinted as she looked out of a window that was already bright with the midday sun. Clarke had a sense of panic wash through her as she looked around and recognized the structure around her it was part of the Ark, but on the ground. Finally muscling up the strength to slide off the table gingerly placing her feet on the floor, she was able to tell that she was in a make shift medical bay. At that moment she had a flood of memories hit all of once. The battle, closing the drop ship door, the white room, Mt. Weather, the woods with Anya, she realized that she had found the Ark but what she didn't know is if it carried her mother. Her thoughts shifted to all her people still at Mt. Weather and how she kept hope that Bellamy, Finn, and Raven had somehow made it out alive and safe. She ignored the whisper of doubt. After taking much needed drinks from a bowl of seemingly clean water, she took a deep breath and walked out of the room towards the sound of voices to confront her next challenge.

The sun blasted her again but this time she felt the warmth on her skin. She swept her eyes over the scene in front of her, with many people busy working on building a camp. She recognized the black uniforms of the guard. She felt relieved that some people had made it and that they now had reinforcements but Clarke could already tell that not everybody made it, not even close. She was suddenly wrapped up in someone's small slender arms and then she recognized her mother's hair. Clarke froze not knowing what to do, not knowing what she wanted to do. But no sooner than that thought passed she felt her hard resolve breaking for a moment and she hugged her mother back resting her head on her mom's shoulder. She heard her mother speaking but registered none of it. As much as she was happy her mother was alive and here, when she finally looked at her face Clarke still had that shot of pain in her chest thinking of her father.

After giving her mother a few moments of reuniting, Clarke immediately started to scan for any of her people. Having no such luck she felt herself shutting off her emotions and dove straight back into survival mode.

"Where is Chancellor Jaha?" Clarke asked not realizing she had cut her mother off.

Abby paused before replying, "He didn't make it down, sweetheart."

"Who is in charge?" Clarke was on a mission and she had to get going there was no telling how much time she had lost or what was going to happen to Jasper, Monty and everyone else back at Mt. Weather after she escaped.

"Kane and I are the only council members left. Kane has led a team out to search for the rest of you."

Clarke raised an eyebrow at the very unclear answer her mother had given her. Just then Raven appeared limping towards her with some type of brace on her left leg. Clarke pulled her into a hug.

"Thank god you're alive Raven!" Genuinely happy to see her, at most considered an acquaintance, although Clarke did hope for a friendship from the feisty mechanic.

"Yeah all thanks to your mom." Raven smiled and nodded towards Abby. Clarke was truly trying to forgive her mother but something in the back of her mind stopped her from interacting with her mother like before. She knew it would never be the same.

Clarke turned back to Raven, avoiding the mixture of sadness and happiness in her mother's eyes, and asked, "How about the others? Finn? Bellamy?"

"Finn and Bel…."

Before Raven could finish, Clarke was looking over Raven's shoulder at the makeshift gate and breathed out "Bellamy?" in a low whisper when she saw the tall dark haired man helping an injured Monroe through the camp. Before she knew it she was in a full sprint towards him.

"BELLAMY!" Clarke shouted.

He had just passed Monroe to other members of the Ark that approached to help, when he looked up at her. He wore a serious face that was made more unreadable due to the blood and bruises covering it but his eyes widened and a second later he was running towards her with the same intensity. They crashed into each other almost tackling each other to the ground. She threw her arms around his neck and felt her feet leave the ground as his arms hugged tightly around her waist. Clarke lost her breath for a moment and blamed it on the force that they hit, shooing away the idea that there was any other reason.

"Clarke." He breathed into her ear.

"Bellamy, you're alive!" She almost laughed unable to contain the emotions flowing through her. She dug her face into his neck breathing in his scent. He smelled like sweat, blood, and something else she couldn't place but Clarke didn't care she was so elated. She could feel him lowering her down to the ground without letting go of her waist. With one arm he snaked his hand into her hair holding her head to his chest. Clarke could feel the muscles on her cheek and realized that she had never hugged Bellamy before or let alone touch him like this besides the occasional support pat on his shoulder. She took a moment a longer to enjoy his embrace and slowly peeled herself back to look at him. His hand in her hair moved now cupping her face. She looked up into his deep brown eyes seeing a whirlwind of emotion before his signature smirk appeared on his face.

"Damn Princess, I would hate to see the other guy." Bellamy joked still caressing her face.

Clarke just now acknowledged the pain. She probably looked like hell but she didn't care. Looking good never really mattered in surviving but under Bellamy's stare she had a hint of self-consciousness she almost didn't recognize.

Clarke didn't realize that they were still touching when Octavia walked up.

"Clarke." She looked between her brother and Clarke with a look Clarke couldn't decipher. It must be a Blake thing. "Where is everyone else?"

Bellamy's arms had literally taken Clarke's worries away momentarily, but she had to get a hold of herself, she had more work to do.

"Still at Mt. Weather." Clarke finally answered.

"How did you escape?" Bellamy asked shifting his weight away from her, which she internally cursed missing his touch immediately.

Soon her mother ushered them all inside to rest and discuss the problems. Clarke explained how she woke up in the white room and how Jasper, Monty, and the others were there but none of them were suspicious of the Mountain Men. She told them about Dante and how they survived with their lack of defenses to radiation. Then she got to the sickening part, even having to swallow the bile in her throat as she described the room she found Anya in. They were draining the grounders. Anya was gone and perhaps their hope in uniting with the grounders to get their people back. She replayed the events in her mind like a horror movie and shuttered. She was overwhelmed with the responsibility of going back and getting everyone but having Bellamy at her side again helped her breath a little easier. As though he was reading her mind he looked up at her and smiled. Not his smirk, a real Bellamy smile. Clarke couldn't deny the rush of feelings all over her body, especially the feeling in the pit of her stomach that she honestly never felt before.

Bellamy

Bellamy could not believe the day he was having. It almost didn't feel real. He found his baby sister Octavia and then Clarke both alive and relatively safe. In reality they both found him but why dwell on the details. Bellamy looked over to Octavia who had already fallen asleep with her head in her arms leaning on a table in the Ark. She looked like she hadn't slept since they saw each other last. Knowing it was only a couple days it felt like eternity. Although Bellamy felt just as tired as his sister, he stood up not knowing where he was going but found himself outside. During the short time he had been on Earth he had come to need the fresh air, not the stale air inside. He leaned back against the outside of the Ark and his gaze fell on Clarke. She was about 20 feet away discussing with her mother and another man Sinclair about the needs of the camp and the wall the others were building. He couldn't help but be impressed with the blond spitfire. Clarke wasn't afraid of anyone, not even him. Maybe that was why he was so intrigued by her she challenged him and had earned his respect that did not come easily. Also she respected Bellamy which he was not so use to. Sure the other hundred had listened to him and followed his orders but he understood that was more out of fear than anything else. Clarke was so passionate about everything, her people, and standing up for what she believes in. Bellamy wouldn't admit aloud but he was in awe of her.

He was so lost in his thoughts of Clarke he didn't see another blond headed straight for him. The woman guard appeared right in front of him.

"Bellamy Blake you are under arrest." She said forcibly turning Bellamy around and placing their makeshift handcuffs on him. Bellamy just rolled his eyes. He knew they would never listen to them. The woman led him back towards the entrance of the Ark. Bellamy kept his eyes on Clarke in case he wouldn't see her again, trying to memorize everything about her. Just then Clarke turned towards him and immediately headed his way.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?" Clarke had closed the space and was now addressing the guard. The woman ignored Clarke. Bad move.

Clarke grabbed the woman's arm and stopped them now standing in the way.

"What are you doing?" Clarke asked. Bellamy saw her stormy blue eyes as they almost changed darker as she got mad.

"Excuse me Ms. Griffin, but I am doing my job and escorting this prisoner to the holding area." The guard answered flatly.

"Prisoner?" Bellamy could tell Clarke was having trouble controlling her emotions. "What for?"

"He attempted to murder Chancellor Jaha and assaulted another while here."

Bellamy almost laughed as Clarke rolled her eyes at the woman not caring at all about the guard's assumed authority.

"First of all Jaha pardoned him. And second whoever he assaulted probably deserved it." Clarke said then looking at Bellamy.

"Murphy." Bellamy answered her questions she hadn't asked aloud.

"See absolutely deserved. I hate to break it to you but this is not the Ark. This is a totally different world, literally, and the same rules in space do not apply here. It's about survival and Bellamy is essential to our survival. We have survived things you can't even imagine. Now let him go." Clarke was starting to get red with anger but stood her ground. Bellamy couldn't help but think it was one of the hottest things he'd seen Clarke do. Nobody stood up for him.

"Chancellor Kane has.." The guard was cut off by Clarke's mother.

"Has recused himself." Abby finished the sentence. "Let Mr. Blake go. He is not a danger to anyone." Abby said looking at Bellamy as to ask him. Bellamy gave her a small head nod to assure her he wasn't.

"But Mrs. Griffin." The guard protested.

"Now." Abby demanded.

The guard took the handcuffs off Bellamy and stormed off muttering angrily to herself.

"Thanks mom." Clarke said but she never took her eyes off of Bellamy. Clarke look relieved.

Bellamy gave her a reassuring smirk to let her know he was fine. Unfortunately he wasn't surprised about being treated as a criminal but he was thankful for Clarke and her mother.

"Well you trust him, so I do too." Abby said as she placed a hand on Clarke's shoulder. Bellamy noticed the awkwardness between the two. Clarke was stubborn, almost as stubborn as he was. Abby held it there a moment and then left them alone.

"Essential to your survival huh?" Bellamy smirked at Clarke.

"Of course that's what you got out of all that. I should've just let her take you." Clarke said teasingly.

Bellamy mocked her by putting a hand to his chest and had a look of shock. "How dare you!?"

They both laughed. Naturally and without speaking they started to take a walk around the wall of the camp. Bellamy knew it was to assess their situation but it was also he just wanted to be around her.

"So now that your mom is the acting Chancellor I guess that makes you a genuine Princess, Princess." Bellamy said emphasizing the second Princess.

Clarke shrugged her shoulders and answered, "Whatever. Who knows what is going to happen. Nothing can be done until we have everyone back and together. We can worry about government later."

Bellamy could tell just looking at her that she held the burden of entire hundred and it caused her pain.

"There was no way you were going to get everyone out of there, Clarke. You did the best thing. Now we can go back together." Bellamy hoped Clarke understood how much he meant what he said. She was amazing for escaping at all.

"I just can't help but think what if they don't catch enough grounders to drain. We have radiation defensible blood too. They could start draining them!" Clarke started to breath heavy and held her head in her hands.

Bellamy stopped and turned facing Clarke. He held his hands on her shoulders. "Hey, look at me."

Slowly Clarke looked up. Her blue eyes conveyed the pain and worry she was feeling. It broke Bellamy's heart.

"You did everything you could do and I promise you we will get everyone out of there." Bellamy hoped Clarke believed him. He knew it was going to be the hardest thing they've yet to face but with Clarke by his side he felt like he could do anything. Bellamy then pulled Clarke into a hug. This hug was more comforting than before when they first saw each other. When he saw her earlier he held her forcefully, scared she would disappear. Now he gently rubbed her back, thankful that they were on the back side of the Ark station and away from others. He could feel Clarke starting to relax in his arms. Bellamy felt something bubbling in his chest. He knew he cared for Clarke. He cared if she was hurting and now it was so much more than as a partner or needing her as their only healer. He accepted the fact that he had feelings for this girl in his arms but he didn't know what that meant. Were they friends? Sure he had had friends on the Ark but he never really had time for anyone else besides Octavia. Did he want to be more than just her friend? He thought about her and Finn and felt a pang of nausea. He didn't like the thought of her with someone else. He didn't know the whole story but he knew it was enough from when Raven climbed into his bed. He had so many regrets. Bellamy knew Clarke was extremely attractive but he never put her in the same category as any of the girls he had 'relations' with at the camp. He knew she was different. She was beautiful with her blond hair and piercing blue eyes, even with the cuts and bruises on her face. Plus it made her look like the badass she is. He loved how she didn't have to try either. His body was reacting to her soft body against him and Bellamy couldn't stop the images filling his head of the possibilities between the two of them. He took one last breath taking in her smell and slowly released his grip on her.

Clarke looked up at him, her eyes showed how tired she was. "Thanks Bellamy."

Bellamy couldn't believe what a softy he was turning into but he did know one thing from that hug. He wanted Clarke and he would do whatever it took. That was one hell of a hug.

"Sure thing Princess, let's find a place to crash. We must get our beauty rest." He joked. He left his arm around her as they walked back to the front of the Ark. There was no way he was letting go of her now.