A/N: This is the start of a multi- part story that will show snapshots into the lives of Clarke Griffin and Bellamy Blake. I would really appreciate a Beta.

Snapshots

"They know more about the earth, than any of your guards!" Clarke exclaimed at her mother. The 47 had successfully escaped the mountain, and the so called Sky People were at peace with the grounders, yet her mother failed to understand the part the 100 had to play. Instead she kept them confined within camp.

"Clarke, they are still so young, as are you," Abby replied calmly.

"We were old enough to be sent down to the earth with nothing but each other!"

"I will not have the same discussion with you again Clarke. You have to move on, yes we sent the 100 to the ground, but it was for the interest of all our people." Abby said looking increasingly frustrated.

"You still view them as delinquents but I view them as more than that, you still believe they are expendable, they aren't. All they are allowed to do is manual labour, yes that is great for some, but some of them could be doing so much more than that! Jasper Jordan is gifted with anything chemical, while Monty Green, would be a great asset in the agriculture team, the list goes on!"

"Clarke I am done talking about this, they are not allowed to leave camp unless they are with a guard." Abby said turning on her heel and walking away, Clarke huffed in indignation and walked in the opposite direction to find Bellamy. She found him with some of The 100, sitting around the fire, she took a seat on a log next to him.

Bellamy could feel Clarke's stress even before he looked at her, "are you okay?" He asked looking concerned.

"I just had another argument with my mum, she needs to stop treating the 100 as if they are criminals, they are so much more than that," she said, "people need freedom, people have died for freedom, and if others don't get it, they died for nothing."

"I know, we will get it one day," Bellamy said, things in Camp Jaha were harsh for the 100 despite surviving grounders and mountain men, they were still treated like juvenile delinquents. Both Clarke and Bellamy fought for them on a regular basis, but Abby would never listen to Bellamy and rarely listened to her own daughter. Clarke looked around at the others, who were all immersed in conversation.

"I was wondering if I could stay with you tonight, I can't stay with her tonight, I just can't. Usually I stay with Raven when we argue but her and Wick have finally succumbed to the sexual tension, so-" Clarke could feel herself starting to ramble.

"Of course you can,"Bellamy said, slinging his arm around her shoulder in reassurance.

"Thanks," Clarke nodded curtly. They stay there for hours, the group all sitting together, conversation flowing easily. Clarke feels a sense of relaxation she hasn't felt in weeks, and she looks around at this group of teenagers she realises that they are her family. She loves every single one of them. She once viewed love as weakness, but now she realises it's strength, these people give her strength. Her and Bellamy are the last to leave, happy to sit in silence in each other's company.

"We should get some sleep," Bellamy said, Clarke nods and the tiredness suddenly courses through her. She follows him to his tent. She looks at the furs in the middle of the tent resembling a bed and suddenly remembers that she is going to share a bed with Bellamy Blake. She feels slightly awkward though she knows she shouldn't, Bellamy is probably her best friend, he understands her completely and it is a trivial thing to worry about. She glances over at him and he smiles, and she feels all anxiousness leave her.

"Right or left?" Clarke asks.

"I'll take the left," knowing that Clarke prefers the right, whereas he usually just sprawls somewhere in the middle. Clarke moves to get under the furs, as Bellamy does as well. Bellamy hesitates, he is in bed with Clarke, his friend Clarke and all he wants to do is hold her. He stares up at the ceiling of the tent and silently debates whether he should. Clarke shivers, Bellamy knows he has to make his move now.

"You cold, c'mere," Bellamy said as he lifts his arm. Surprisingly Clarke doesn't hesitate and moves towards him, he places his arm tightly around her while she places her head on his chest and her arm around his middle.

"Thanks," she murmurs, burrowing herself deeper into his chest, "you know for everything." She adds, but falling into a deep sleep.

"I think we should do it," Clarke declared, when she found Bellamy sawing wood, in preparation the following day.

"I'm kinda preoccupied right now Princess, but give me ten minutes and you'll have the time of your life," Bellamy said winking and continued to saw the wood.

"I'm being serious, I think we should leave," Clarke once again declared. Bellamy had been trying to persuade Clarke for months that they should leave Camp Jaha and try it on their own, but Clarke was hesitant. She had made so many mistakes and she wasn't sure if she had what it takes to be a leader even with Bellamy at her side, Bellamy had been trying to convince her otherwise.

"Really?" Bellamy asked unable to keep the excitement out of his voice.

"We've got each other, I may be unhappy here, but our people are miserable. They cannot have gone through everything they have, just to feel like they are worthless. I'm ready, I'm ready to lead them again, with you." Clarke said determinedly, then suddenly felt shy, "you know if you want?"

"You know I want this Clarke, but are you sure?" He questioned. Bellamy was shocked she would question whether he would follow, at this point he was pretty sure he would follow her anywhere. She was one of the few people he counted as a friend.

"I am, I don't want to be the person I was before, but I don't like who I am at the moment. I am not a coward, but I don't want to become a killer again," Clarke said.

"You did what you had to do," Bellamy offered and Clarke nodded. "We can do this," Bellamy said smiling, as he grabbed her shoulder reassurance.

"Yeah..." Clarke trailed off, "Yeah I think we can." She said more confidently, moving so she took hold of Bellamy's hand which she squeezed. Bellamy took her tightly in his arms, yeah Clarke thought they could do this, they could form their own society, because right now Clarke felt invincible.

They wouldn't talk about the night where they had held each other, but Bellamy hoped that had something to do with her sudden change of mind.

A/N: I would really appreciate reviews as whether I should continue, also if anyone would volunteer to beta this fic that would be great, hope you enjoyed this.