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A/N: Post 2x08.

Clarke walked away from Finn with the bloody knife still in her hand. Lexa nodded to her as she walked by. She stumbled back into the camp dazed and shocked by everything that had just transpired. She heard screaming nearby and knew that it was Raven lashing out. She knew Raven must hate her now, and she didn't blame her. She had just killed one of Raven's only true friends. Raven would never forgive her for this.

Clarke walked down the path towards the back of the camp trying to find a secluded area. She avoided looking at anyone as she passed them. Her mother tried to reach out and stop her, but she shook her hand off her arm and continued walking. Once she found a quiet place she dropped down on her knees sobbing, still holding the knife.

Clarke let out a gut wrenching sob and felt two strong arms wrap around her body.

"Bellamy let me go! Leave me alone!" She yelled, trying to push him away.

"I'm sorry Clarke, I'm so sorry." He whispered in her hair, still holding her close to him.

He turned her around and took her into his arms, wrapping his arms around her and letting her head fall to his chest. She grabbed his shirt and started sobbing into it, tears falling down her face. Bellamy ran his hand up and down her back trying to soothe her as best he could. Eventually she grew exhausted from the weeping and the pain. He then gently picked her up and carried her into her tent while simultaneously yelling our directions to the rest of the campers.

He carried Clarke into her tent and laid her down on her bed. Clarke laid there not moving or speaking. Bellamy wanted nothing more than to tell her everything was going to be alright, but he knew it would all be lies, and he wasn't so sure Clarke would ever be alright again. Bellamy left Octavia Clarke's tent, letting her comfort Clarke as much as possible. He needed to go help organize the burial plan for Finn's body.

In her tent, Clarke eventually cried herself to sleep, exhausted, but she had a less than restless sleep, constantly plagued by nightmares of Finn's death.

A few hours later, Clarke got up, walked over to the medical tent, and started working on fixing some of the campers who were injured. She could feel everyone's eyes on her, but she refused to look anyone in the eye.

She heard footsteps coming up behind her, and she knew exactly who they belonged to.

"Clarke?" Bellamy asked her worriedly.

"I'm fine, Bellamy." She answered continuing to wrap the bandage around the camper's injury.

He nodded and put a hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze before walking out of the tent.

Clarke felt the tears welling up in her eyes, but she continued to help the others until she was finished. She then ran out of the tent and up the hill where she could spend some time alone.

After a few minutes of trying to hold in her tears, they started spilling over her cheeks. She felt like someone had kicked her in the chest repeatedly.

Bellamy had watched her run out of the tent. He decided he needed to check up on her. She probably wasn't in the right state of mind right now and he didn't want her being alone.

He walked up to her hesitantly at first, but as soon as he saw her sitting there on the ground sobbing he sat down next to her, and pulled her to his chest. He held her as she cried out all her tears. After awhile, she started calming down a bit.

Clarke moved away slightly from him and looked up at his face.

He wiped some of the tears of her cheek with his thumb.

"I'm so sorry Clarke. If I could take the pain away I would."

"I'm a monster. How could I do this to him?" Clarke exclaimed.

"Clarke, what you did was brave. You let Finn have the best death he could. You knew what the Grounders would do to him. You saved him, Clarke." He said holding her by the shoulders and looking her in the eye. "You're not a monster."

"Raven will never forgive me for this." Clarke whispered.

"Raven will be angry for awhile, but she will eventually realize that what you did was for the best." Bellamy answered her calmly.

"I tried to exchange my life for Finn's." Clarke said slowly. "This was all my fault. He did it for me."

"What Finn did was tragic, but it was not your fault." Bellamy said with a sigh. "We have a truce meeting with the Grounders first thing tomorrow morning. I need you Clarke. I need you to be by my side through all of this. It's going to be hard, but we'll get through it. Together, ok?"

Bellamy tucked a strand of hair behind Clarke's ear and smiled faintly at her. She nodded, took a deep breath and stood up.

"Try and avoid Raven for now. Go and tend to some of the injured, try to keep your mind off of things. I'll check up on you later ok?"

Clarke nodded and they started walking back to camp together. In that moment she knew that there was only one person she fully trusted at camp, one person that would always help her, one person that always had her back. How they had gone from hating each other, fighting constantly to becoming very close friends she didn't know, but she knew Bellamy would be there in the future, making sure she was safe.