Are you lost in paradise, my love or have you found a home?
Everything around him was chaos. The grounder army and his people had finally managed to escape Mount Weather, but not without a cost. There were casualties on all sides, blood spilled, lives lost, and wounds not even time would heal. However, despite everything the survivors had finally reached Tondc, but it wasn't long before hysteria exploded.
The groups had decided to stop here instead of going all the way back to Camp Jaha directly. After all it was closer and Indra had informed them that a medical station had been set up to properly transport any injured "sky people" back home from there.
Bellamy hadn't even had time to process who from the Ark had survived the battle, he had been too busy helping carry an injured Harper, who after being shot by Cage was a miracle to even be alive. From time to time he would look behind him trying to catch a glimpse of blonde hair, but she was nowhere in sight. He tried not to let himself be too worried, after all knowing Clarke she was probably tending to the wounded herself.
Despite the throngs of people Bellamy quickly found Sinclair who was handling the injured Ark patients. They gently set Harper down on one of the stretchers and Bellamy was finally able to look up and scan the area. If there was anywhere he expected to find Clarke it would have been here at the med station, but it was just Sinclair and a few others.
"Sinclair do you need me for anything here?"
The man smiled and stretched out a hand and patted Bellamy on the shoulder "You've done more than enough Bellamy. It's time for you to go home." He took that as a dismissal, turned around and raced out to find his sister. And to find Clarke.
Bellamy searched in a panic amongst the crowd for a familiar face, but there was none to be found. As he walked through the masses he could see reunions in his peripheral all around, Indra embracing a grounder prisoner, fathers proudly holding their sons, and siblings, against all odds, finally brought together again.
However, in the midst of the joy there was irreparable pain and he was unable to block out the agonizing sobs of those mourning for the lives and loves they had lost. His heart clenched at the thought that he could soon be one of them - the pain of not knowing if she was alive almost too much to bear.
His only relief was knowing that at least Octavia was alive. He'd spoken to Raven over the radio hours ago, letting him know that the Grounders were coming and that the fight would soon begin. There hadn't been much time, but Bellamy had simply asked "Octavia?" and Raven had let him know she was in Tondc. Apparently she had been instructed along with a group of other grounders to stay with those injured by the missile. At least he had this one sliver of peace, knowing his sister was safe, but the alarms sounded before he could ask about Clarke. He could only hope the same was true for her, but Bellamy knew his princess and there was no way she was staying out of this fight.
"Bellamy!", he heard his name shouted. Turning immediately he saw Lincoln running towards him. It was hard to think that there had been a time when he'd wanted this guy dead, and now he didn't think he'd ever been happier to see the bastard.
"Lincoln!", the man approached him now more hesitantly than before, clearly unsure of how to handle the situation. After all the last time the two had seen each other Lincoln had betrayed him, but that was neither here nor there for the time being. Right now he had to find Clarke.
"Lincoln we can talk about what happened in the tunnels later, but right now I need you to tell me where the hell is Clarke? And where is my sister? Raven told me she was here?".
Lincoln looked him straight in the eye with a pitying expression, "Bellamy I'm sorry she's not here."
"Who isn't?" Bellamy asked confused and exasperated, "Octavia or Clarke?"
"Both of them."
Bellamy reached forward and grabbed him by his gear, "Don't pull any of this bullshit on me Lincoln. I talked to Raven, she told me Octavia was in Tondc - Don't tell me I've been lied to again! And I saw Lexa, and Indra - I know Clarke wouldn't miss a chance to fight the Mountain Men, so tell me right now where they are!"
Lincoln tore himself from Bellamy's grasp, "They were only trying to protect you Bellamy, you couldn't be distracted - that only would have gotten you killed."
Bellamy pulled at his hair in frustration. He was sick and tired of being lied to and being protected, the only thing lies had brought him thus far was pain. "Lincoln you tell me right this second what happened to Clarke and my sister or I swear the only one here who is going to be worried about getting killed will be you."
"Octavia is with Clarke back at Camp Jaha."
Bellamy let out a sigh of relief. They were together. They were at camp. This was ok, they were ok. "Thank God, why didn't you - "
"Let me finish Bellamy. Clarke and Octavia were on their way to Mount Weather to fight with us. To get everyone out. We knew what we were up against. We were expecting the acid fog, and the reapers. What we weren't expecting was the fact that Mount Weather had snipers in position miles before we even reached the entrance."
Bellamy stared him down, "What. Happened."
"They shot Clarke. After that everyone panicked, but Lexa told us we had to keep moving. Clarke wanted to go on, but she was too weak and losing so much blood so Octavia and one of our men took her back to your camp. I'm sorry Bellamy. I wish I knew if she was alive."
After the word "shot" everything else had been a blur. He tried, but couldn't even process anything else that Lincoln was saying. She couldn't be dead, Bellamy refused to even entertain the thought. He wanted to collapse, he wanted to sleep, and he wanted this to all just be a nightmare.
But this was Earth, and if he had learned anything from his time down here it was that reality was worse than any nightmare, and there would be no waking up from it. This was not the time to break down and he would be damned if after everything that they had been through Bellamy let this be the end of their story.
"I have to go, I have to see them. Now." He turned on his heel and was ready to start running when Lincoln grabbed him by the arm.
"Wait, I'm going with you. And I think we'll be better off taking the horses. No offense, but I'd rather not have to explain to Octavia that you passed out from exhaustion trying to walk all the way."
Bellamy simply nodded and followed Lincoln to the horses. They mounted and as soon as he sat down on the horse Bellamy felt his head spin, the exhaustion and hunger beginning to set in. He leaned back and steadied himself, turning his head to Lincoln who raised his eyebrows and questioned, "Ready?" He nodded.
"Good. Now come on, let's get back to our people."
Bellamy mimicked Lincoln's movements and the horse sprung to life beneath him. This time as they passed the crowds he didn't notice the reunions. He didn't notice the sobs. The only thing consuming Bellamy's mind was her. He was finally going home.
A/N : So this is just a story that popped into my head while I was listening to the song Indigo Eyes by Roo Panes. So many of the lyrics remind me of Bellarke, but the idea of "home" is what resonated with me most. This is my first time writing a multi chapter story, and I don't know if it turned out how I was expecting, but we'll see how it goes. Any reviews or feedback are much appreciated :)
No characters are mine, they all belong to the CW.