A/N: 01/12/2015 Fic. Modern AU with both Bellamy and Clarke being single parents!

Clarke is going to have a panic attack soon. If she doesn't find her daughter in the next minute she will have a panic attack. She can feel it. She stopped to talk with an old friend for just a minute and then kept walking. What kind of mother doesn't realize that her little girl is no longer holding her hand?! Yeah, only a horrible mother.

Now she is running through the crowd, so many people in this mall for Monday morning, she thinks and pushes people to the side, searching for the golden hair of her daughter. Good thing she is wearing her red Christmas hat we bought last Friday, it will be easier to find her, she thinks next but she is searching five minutes now and she can't find her anywhere.

She can feel the panic attack building inside her and then, "Mom!" her little girl's voice is calling.

Clarke spins around and finds her brown eyes, which now are red probably from crying. She lets out the breath she was holding for the last five minutes and runs to her daughter.

The little girl let go of the hand she was holding, a dark haired man's hand, and runs to her mother with arms open. Clarke kneels down just before her daughter crashes into her open arms too. She buries her nose on the small space between her neck and ear, breathing her in and hug her tight.

A minute later Clarke stands back, cupping her daughter's face, "Are you okay?" she asks and the little girl nods. Clarke can't hold her smile, "I am such a horrible mother. I'm so sorry Maria, I shouldn't have let go of your hand." she pushes the little head of her on her neck again, stroking the back of her small head.

"I lost my son twice at the park last week." a deep voice from behind says. Clarke opens her eyes she didn't realize she closed and came face to face with a pair of jeans. She looks up and sees the man who was holding Maria's hand one minute ago. "If it makes you feel any better." he adds.

"And you are still alive because you never told you wife." she jokes and sees his face harden.

"She," he starts, "She is not with us. She passed away when she gave birth to him." he explains and looks away from her.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Clarke gives him a sad smile and let go of her daughter, standing up and hold Maria's hand. "Thank you." she nods towards the little girl next to her, "What can I do for you? You just saved me from a panic attack and maybe a heart attack too. I can't thank you enough for it."

"I actually promised Maria a hot chocolate to make her stop crying before we go to the security to find you." the tall man says, "I came to buy-" the man starts but then stops himself and leans down, covering Maria's ears and whispers, "to buy my son's Santa Claus gift list." and let go of her to continue, "But would you like to go for a coffee or a chocolate or, if you a hungry, to eat something?" he smiles, rubbing the back of his neck.

Clarke laughs instead and then look at him, "Don't worry. She knows the truth." she says and the man looks surprised, "She heard me and my roommate talking about who is going to be Santa Claus last year." she explains and look down at her daughter, as she looks up at her too.

"You are really a horrible mother." the man jokes and they both laugh, "So? Can I buy these two lovely ladies a hot chocolate?" and taps Maria's nose with a finger and looks back at Clarke, a big smile covers almost his whole face.

Clarke's heart skips a beat even though her brain doesn't want to admit. She glances down at Maria and the girl's smile gives her the answer. "Sure." she says and the man smiles even more, leaning from one leg to the other, "I'm Clarke."

"Bellamy." he offers his hands and she shook it tight. "I think two hours are plenty, don't you? Because I will have to go to Milo's friend and pick him up after."

"Sure." Clarke smiles.

They went for the drink and then Bellamy drove them home after they picked Milo from his friend. They had a great time. This New Year Eve, Clarke had to cook for two more people and Maria finally stopped complaining for not having anyone to play with when all her mother's friends are home. It's a good way to start the new year, she thinks and smiles to Maria and Milo who are sleeping on the couch that night.

"We had a great time. Thank you." Bellamy comes behind her, "But we should go, it's late and I'm sure you are tired too."

Clarke takes her eyes from the kids and turns to Bellamy, "Look at them, Bellamy." she smiles to him and turns back to them, "Can you really wake up such a cute face?"

Bellamy smiles too when Clarke doesn't look at him, "Even if you don't believe it Clarke, I have other friends too, I stay late at their houses too. I've woke up this cute face many times. I'm over it." he jokes and Clarke turns to him once again.

"Look." she starts and swallows, "Lincoln is going to sleep at his girlfriend anyway. His bed will be free." she watches as Bellamy trying to figure out what she is trying to say, "You can go and bring Milo's gift here, I will watch them, and tomorrow they will open their presents and I can make crepes for breakfast. It will be nice." she says with one breath and Bellamy thinks it's the cutest thing he saw since his wife passed away. "It will be nice to have some company for a change." She finishes and Bellamy can't hold his smile anymore.

"Alright." Bellamy finally agrees and without knowing it, Clarke jumps and hugs him, her hands around his neck, pulling him down. He hugs her back.

"Thank you." She says after they break apart.

"Don't thank me." Bellamy says, his face turn serious and Clarke is confused at what he means, "Thank my stomach that can't say no to crepes for breakfast." he adds and they both laugh quietly, not wanting to wake up the kids.

A/N: Reviews are always welcome but thank you for reading anyway! See you tomorrow!