This is a story that I have obviously had in my head for a while, since it goes back to the end on season 2. This is my first 100 fanfiction so I hope I get the characters voices right and I'm sorry if I don't. I do not own The 100 at all if I did things would be a little different right now, But that is what this is for. I hope you enjoy.
Clarke had three more stops to make before she could hopefully leave without the guards seeing her, this was her first. She spent about 45 minute talking to the person in the bed before she got ready to say her goodbye. "It's going to hurt, but your not allowed to give up. They're going to need you. I need you." She smiled just a little as she heard them laugh, "I don't give up, Griffin."
There were two people at her next stop, she found the sitting at a table outside of the mess hall. One of them gave her a nod and a soft barely there smile, the other just glared, though not as harshly as Clarke expected which gave her hope. "I'm sorry" Clarke didn't really know if she was apologizing for what she had done or was about to do, but her emotions leaked into the words anyway, and the person softened a touch more. As she spoke she made sure to look at both of them, making sure they understood she was speaking to both, knowing that they both at least held a little resentment for her decisions. "I know you hate me right now, and I understand, I do. But they're going to need you. I need you. I won't ask you to like me, just to work with me." With that she got up from the table and left the two to think about what she had said.
Every stop today had been hard, she had gone to talk to and check in on each of the remaining 100 and Lincoln no matter what their feelings towards her were at that moment. Despite how hard it has been though, she hasn't actually had to say goodbye to any of them yet and have them know that that is what she is saying and she doesn't know if she can.
She finds him going into the room they assigned him, she can tell it's already happening, they let him rejoin the guard but it is only midday of the first day back and they are already restricting him heavily. "Princess, what are you doing here? You should be resting, you more than any of us probably haven't really slept since we came to the ground." She knew how tired he himself was after Mount Weather, and how much she would be asking of him. So she let a sad smile grace her lips and spoke softly as she handed him a small metal object. "There's no time. I need you to gather the remaining 100 and Lincoln tonight. Make sure everyone is there even the people in sickbay. Tell everyone that you are having a private memorial. There are going to be some people that don't want to go you have to go, you have to make them. Show everyone the video, it explains everything. They're going to need you. I need you." They both had tears in their eyes bye the end of her words, they both understood what she was leaving unsaid. "Clarke, please don't do this." He opened his mouth to speak again and Clarke knew she couldn't let him convince her to stay so she hugged him whispering "May we meet again." into his ear. Then she turned and headed toward the main gate where she knew the guards shift rotation would take place in 5 minutes. No one saw the tears that fell from her eyes as a result of not just her meeting with Bellamy but of emotions that had been building since Ton DC.