Summary: Bellamy and Octavia meet Clarke on The Ark. How does this change their lives? Bellark. WIP.

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This is a WIP that I have pretty much finished. I am posting chapters as I edit them, so I can promise that this fic will be finished. No beta, so all mistakes are mine. I have never written anything this long before, and I normally hate AUs – but I got the idea for this and it just kind of ran away from me. Hope you like it!


Chapter One: Prologue

Clarke closes the suture on the man who was injured working on Mecha Station. She smiles broadly – she's never been able to do a surgery from start to finish by herself before, and she feels amazingly accomplished as she peels off her gloves and tosses them on the table off to the side. "Great job, Clarke" she hears behind her, recognizing her mother's voice. Her smiles fades until her mouth is set in a firm line and she turns to face her.

"Thanks" She says with a nod. "I'm going to clean up and head out" she says with a glance at the clock – her shift ended a couple of hours ago. Her mother nods back, clearly disappointed in their exchange. She'd made a deal with her mother, and she fulfilled it every day, but that deal didn't include a chipper attitude.

Clarke goes into the employee area of the medical center and throws her smock in the 'dirty' bin and washes her hands before heading out. She stops by the cafeteria and grabs a banana – fresh fruit only being available on Alpha Station – before making the long walk to Factory Station.

Generally speaking, people are not encouraged to roam freely on the Ark – there was no actual rule against it, and as far as Clarke knew you couldn't be floated for wandering around. But, if you ran into a guard on a station you didn't live on, you should be prepared to explain yourself. However, whatever her issues with her mother are, being Abby Griffin's daughter, had its occasional up sides – one being that unless she was doing something absolutely aggresses, no one was going to question her.

She jumps over the rusted-out stair under the sign that advises her that she is entering Factory Station and comes to the door she's looking for. She pushes the key in the lock and throws her body weight against it as she turns the key – the door has never been easy to open. "You home?" She shouts setting her banana on the kitchen table.

All Ark pods are identically formatted – four rooms; two bed rooms (one for the parents and one for the child) a bathroom, and a common room (a kitchenette that bleeds into a living room) – identical except for their vastly different sizes. The entire pods in Factory Station, for example, could fit in the common room on Alpha Station. In Alpha Station, the common area is large enough that they fit a kitchen table by the kitchenette as well a sofa, love seat, and a chair in front of a large coffee table and a television. You could never fit that here; they were lucky to get a table that folded down from the wall, a beat-up sofa, and a small coffee table in the common room here.

She walks to what is intended to be the child's room, they use it as her room, and sheds her jacket, throwing it on the bed before grabbing a hair tie out of the drawer and pulling her shoulder-length hair into a pony tail. She wants to take a shower, but water use is limited all over the Ark and Alpha is allotted more than Factory, so she'll do that later so he has water to use later. Instead she washes her face in the sink in the bathroom and sighs. She's walking back to the common room as the door opens. "Hey"

"Hey" Avery says, glancing up at her while hanging his keys on the wall by hers.

"You look disgusting" she says. He rolls his eyes even though it's true – he's covered in grease and dirt. She's glad she saved the water for him. She goes to the table and grabs the banana, smiles when his eyes widen, peels it and breaks it in half. She hands him half and smiles at the way it takes him forever to eat it, relishing every bite.

He catches her amusement, "Hey, not everyone has constant access to fresh foods" he says around a bite chuckling when her head dips and she blushes – her status, perceived or otherwise, always managing to embarrass her. "I'm gonna shower" he says, finishing his piece and pushing past her.

"Good" she tosses back, moving to sit on the couch. She pulls out her tablet and calls up a movie that she knows he wants to see. She presses play when he comes out and plops next to her.

When the movie ends, he stands, "I volunteered to go in early tomorrow – I'm going to get to sleep" he says, putting air quotes around 'volunteered'.

"Alright – I'm headed out then" she said absently pointing at the door. His eyebrows draw together in confusion, "I'm outta clean clothes" she says, even those on Alpha Station only have less than a dozen changes of clothes, and spreading them between two living stations is difficult. He nods a little, "Besides, I haven't been home in a while" she adds, part of the deal she made with her mother was that she'd sleep at home 'occasionally' – she's been doing that less and less recently, but her mother hasn't pushed it.

"Ah" he says, nodding. "Later" he adds as she pulls her keys off the wall.

She departs with a half wave, pulling the door shut as she steps into the hallway. About four doors down a boy, about her age wearing a Cadet's uniform, is stepping into the hallway as well. She walks past him to get to the stairs and the hallway that will lead her back to Alpha. His eyebrows knit together as she passes and his voice stops her, "Is this your station?"

"Sortta" she answers, tilting her head to the side before she smiles then turns, continuing on her way. He doesn't say anything else, just walks the other direction and she makes her way back to Alpha.


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