May we meet again.

Those words rang through Bellamy's head as he sat in the silence, taking him back to that moment, when Clarke looked at him, those beautiful blue eyes filled with pure pain and regret at the choices that she made, that they made, that fateful day 3 months ago in Mount Weather. It almost broke Bellamy's heart to see her like that. But not as much as it broke the moment she walked away from him.

"Bell." Octavia's stern voice snapped him out of his trance. He looked over his shoulder to see that his younger sister was standing right behind him.

"Yeah?" Bellamy replied blantly.

"We have to think about it." is all she says. Bellamy just turned back around, shaking his head.

She was referring to the fact that people at Camp Jaha were saying that everyone should move into Mount Weather. It was brought up a few days ago, in the small meetings they have had every week in order to keep everyone updated about anything going on outside. Chancellor Abby was beginning to end the weekly session, so she had asked if anyone had any further questions they would like to discuss.

Barely a moment of hesitation had gone by before someone's hand shot up in the air. The unfamiliar man suddenly shouted "Why don't we move to Mount Weather?" and instantly the crowd and the chatter quieted. Everyone glanced at him, with looks of pure shock and disbelief.

"Well, we all know they have a ton of resources. They have food, medicine… and they don't need it anymore." He had said without any emotion.

That had caused Bellamy to get up, ready to tell this man that there was no way in hell he was going back in there, but Octavia had a firm grip on his arm, pulling him back down.

While Abby and Kane had tried to calm everyone down from the frequent chatter going around, Bellamy had turned to Octavia and said sternly, "Who the hell do these people think they are? We massacre an entire society and all they can think about is stealing all their damn food!"

Octavia just shook her head. "They're nervous. They think that we're running out of everything."

"Even if we are, we don't need to go there. We're fine where we are. Grounders haven't bothered us, and if we've made it this far, then we can do it. On our own." Bellamy had replied, then stormed off to the Arc.

The next few days, nobody had talked about the outburst. Not in public anyway, but as Bellamy had walked around the camp, he could see all of the people whispering in corners, glancing at Bellamy as he passed. He just ignored them, trying to focus on his new position as guard. He enjoyed getting an official title, especially after everything that he had done to get him and his people to where they are now, but since Bellamy received the title after the Mount Weather incident, every time he patrolled the camp this nagging feeling of guilt crept up, as if he didn't deserve the title.

Finally, Bellamy replied to Octavia. "No. Like I said before, we're fine where we are."

Octavia walked around Bellamy so that she stood in front of him, her arms crossed with eyebrows ceased.

"Fine. Maybe we are. But they don't feel that way. Maybe if we just checked it out.."

"No!" Bellamy interrupted, standing up and walking away from Octavia, just trying to find another quiet room.

"You have to stop letting your emotions cloud your judgement." Octavia stated, her voice rising as she followed Bellamy.

At that Bellamy stopped and turned, ready to once again tell her they were fine, but his words were stopped when he saw that the look on Octavia's face had softened.

"Look.." she started. "I know what you guys did back there was tough…but Bellamy, you've had to do a ton of tough things in your life, but you always get through them." she said gently.

Bellamy just stood there, motionless, not knowing what to say.

She continued. "But think about all the stuff at Mount Weather. That guy was right, they do have a lot of stuff we can use. We have to think about this as helping our people, not stealing from the dead."

Bellamy took a deep breath, not wanting to argue about it anymore,then finally spoke, trying to push away his personal feelings. "Fine. We take a few people to see what they have and get as much as we can."

Octavia just nodded, but her eyes showed that she was grateful that Bellamy finally agreed.

"I'll go tell them. We'll leave in the morning." she said, then walked off before Bellamy could say another word.