Hey everyone!

I have decided to write another story or two because I've been hit with plenty of ideas lately.

This was one of my favorites, I got the inspiration from the title of a song I heard quite some time ago.

To elaborate on the summary, this story is about everything in the delinquents lives, including some of the later one's lockups, being just a dream.

None of the now teenage kids know each other, but many of them have this dream, and set out to meet on the Ark.

The dream also holds true to some things, such as the Ark's future failure and certain deaths and such.

It will switch between perspectives, most likely of my favorite characters Clarke and Bellamy, but maybe some others.

It starts at the end of Season 2's finale.

Also, before I end my (too long) note, Bellamy is twenty two, Clarke is seventeen, Octavia is sixteen, and the rest are somewhere around that age.

This might take off, or it might be a complete bust, we'll see.

Anyways, good luck to me, and please, enjoy!

We are all living in a dream,

And life ain't what it seems

Oh everything's a mess.

And all these sorrows I have seen,

They lead me to believe

That everything's a mess.

~ Dream, Imagine Dragons

Chapter 1:

"Clarke, we're out of time." Monty said, looking at the door with fear on his face.

Clarke placed her hand on the lever, the lever that would irradiate Level Five and end the lives of everyone, guilty and innocent, on Mount Weather. She looked towards the screen, at her mother's leg being drilled into. She watched as her only family left screamed in pain, and tightened her grip on the handle. She saw Jasper get locked up, Maya and Octavia getting beaten by guards, and she knew.

"My sister. My responsibilty." Bellamy murmured, eyes glued to the screen with Octavia.

"I have to save them." Clarke whispered, pain in her voice.

Clarke turned to Bellamy as he put his calloused hand over her's. "Together." He said quietly, and they pulled the lever.

The alarms almost immediately went off, a loud blaring noise that harmed the ears of everyone.

Clarke grabbed Bellamy's hand, squeezing it tightly, as they watched everyone who helped them and all who were innocent die a slow, painful death. She held back a sob, and blinked away tears, holding Bellamy's hand like a vice.

She turned, sharing a long look with him before black edged around her sight, and everything went dark.

He woke up and sat up quickly, hugging his knees to his chest. He looked around, taking in his surroundings with a start.

He wasn't at Mount Weather. He wasn't on the ground. He was on the Ark, in his room.

Bellamy pinched himself, to check, and sure enough, nothing changed.

He jumped out of bed, searching for a certain floor tile. He heard a loud bang under the floor, and practically ran over, lifting the floorboard to see his younger sister rubbing her head.

"You okay O?" Bellamy asked, worry upon his face.

"Yeah, I just jumped. I had the wildest dream." She climbed out of the floor, sitting on his bed.

Bellamy followed suit, pushing his dream to the back of his mind. "Me too." He murmured, sitting next to her. "Tell me about your's."

Octavia grimaced. "Well I was found by the guards and became a prisoner. I and 99 other prisoners from the Skybox got sent to Earth, and you came too, because you shot the Chancellor to get on the dropship." She took a breath, but stopped when she saw Bellamy's eyes widen and a dark look pass over his face.

"Holy shit." He muttered, clasping his hands. He looked at her. "We landed right? Rough landing, lost two because of Spacewalker. I was the leader, getting everyone to do 'whatever the hell we want', and being an asshole. Right?"

Octavia paled. "You had the same dream?" She whispered. "Up to Mount Weather?"

Bellamy nodded. "It felt so real." He murmured, now staring at the wall.

"You have to find the others, see if they had the dream too."

Bellamy shook his head. "That's ridiculous..." But he began to wonder, what if? He would die for them already, if these people existed. He knew some did, heard brief mentions of people. "You're right. I'll start tomorrow. Who should I find first?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"Clarke Griffin." Octavia replied, a bitter look passing over her face as she remembered her last 'discussion' with her. "She's your best friend, I mean was, or was going to be, I don't know." She shook her head, and Bellamy put his arm around her. They found comfort like this, and stayed until the early morning.

Octavia opened her eyes. "If others had the dream, won't they know about me?" She whispered.

A jolt of fear passed through him, and he nodded. "I'll fix it, don't worry O." He waited a few hours until about eight, and then went outside, determined to find his supposed best friend.

He wandered to the Go-Sci station, eventually finding the med bay. He dug his arm into the vent outside, earning a long gash down his forearm. Blood dripped down his arm as he walked in and none other than Abby Griffin looked up.

No recognition flickered upon her face, and Bellamy was almost thankful. At least she didn't know about Octavia. But she did hate him, in his dream. He chuckled quietly, much to her confusion, before he forced a look of supposed pain upon his face.

"Abby?" He caught himself, forgetting he wasn't an adult anymore, the irony of that. He held back another laugh, instead saying "Abby Griffin?" in correction.

Abby beckoned him over, looking at his forearm. "How'd you do this?" She asked skeptically.

"I fell." Bellamy replied, being the usual smart ass that he was.

He looked around, and gasped softly when he saw a 17 year old blonde girl.

The girl turned around, and her mouth fell open when she saw him, confirming his suspicions.

"Bellamy?" She asked in shock, and he nodded.

"Hey Princess."

She grinned, running over and enveloping him in a hug.

Abby watched this in confusion, stepping away with a skeptical look upon her face.

Just like in his dream, he waited a second, surprised, before he hugged her tightly. "We have a lot of catching up to do." He murmured into her hair.

She nodded. "Tonight, midnight, meet me here." She whispered, before breaking away. "Mom, this is my friend Bellamy. I haven't seen him in ages."

Bellamy nodded. "It's nice to see you again Clarke. Thanks Abby, I'd best get going." He walked out, leaving Abby more perplexed than ever.

The day inched by, Bellamy waiting to meet Clarke. As promised, he told Octavia everything, and she nodded, deep in thought.

Bellamy tried everything to keep himself busy, but he couldn't concentrate, so he just watched the clock. Finally, his mom fell asleep, and Bellamy snuck out to the med bay.

Clarke was waiting, blue-green eyes simultaneously filled with excitement and sorrow, and she ran over and embraced him once again.

This time, he immediately hugged her back, a rare smile appearing upon his face. "I can't believe we're here."

So, what do you think? Please let me know and review, that'd be awesome!

Thanks,

Red