A/N: This is my first Fan Fiction for The 100 and I would LOVE to hear from you. If you like what you're reading or have any feedback for improvement, please comment! This is for all you Bellarke shippers out there.


Preface: Clarke has been living on Earth for over 6 years with another nightblood named Madi who she has formed a maternal bond with. Bellamy, Raven, Monty, Murphy, Echo, Harper and Emori have been on the Ring during this time. Octavia and the remaining clan members have been living in the bunker in Polis but they are stuck under Polis rubble from Praimfaya. We kick off where the Season 4 finale leaves off.

CLARKE

As soon as the prisoner unit seal came into the scope view my heart sank. Had they seen me? Had they seen Madi? That is when I sent Madi to get the Rover out sight.

I hadn't been expecting any outsiders - only Bellamy - so I had left some clear landing markers for when they returned. These prisoners would certainly see them and know that someone was here.

A thought crossed my mind and I wondered if somehow this ship could contain Bellamy and the rest of the group who'd gone to the Ring. What were the odds that there would be other people coming down from the sky? Was it just wishful thinking? My heart lifted for a moment imagining a reunion with Bellamy. My best friend. The person who constantly raised me up when I was at my weakest. I quickly snapped back to reality. Either way, I had to be smart about the situation and take extreme precaution to ensure Madi's safety.

As the ship landed I yelled for her, "Madi!" My voice slightly cracking with anxiety.

I was relieved to see her appear through the trees running toward me, weapons strewn over her shoulder. I grabbed two handguns from her and stuffed them into my pants and jacket with the rifle still slung over my shoulder and led her to some bushes where we could observe. If these prisoners had seen us we wouldn't have long to collect any intelligence, we would need to get out of reach.

Not much time had passed when the doors to the ship opened. Madi and I watched quietly through the scopes of our rifles as men began to emerge from inside. I carefully studied each face, it had been over 6 years since my friends had escaped Praimfaya and I wanted to make sure I didn't miss a face. I did not see any visible weapons but that didn't mean that they were unarmed. The men were all wearing green jumpsuits and several of them were very large and fit.

"Who are they?" Madi asked.

"I don't know." I said honestly.

"Maybe they can help us?" She asked innocently. I knew that she meant they might be able to help us clear the rubble from the bunker in Polis.

"Listen to me Madi." I put down the rifle and took her face in my hands so that she looked me in the eyes. "We don't know what kind of people these men are. They are prisoners. Meaning they are probably bad men. Men who could hurt us. It is VERY important that we stay hidden and avoid them at all costs until we know more about who they are. Do you understand?" She shook her head but I repeated the question, "Madi, I need you to say it. Tell me you understand."

Madi was upset, "Yes, OK, I understand." She responded.

We continued to watch the crew for a little while longer. I had counted 53 men that had come outside so far and they all convened in one area as a tall, muscular, dark-haired, man called their attention. There was no way to tell what he was saying but when he finished they all dispersed in different directions - some heading directly toward us.

I grabbed Madi's arm. "We need to leave now," I said firmly. "Remember our training, we will head to the bunker in the woods until we can make a move. If we get separated we will meet at the rendezvous point near the river as soon as it is safe."

Madi shook her head in agreement and we took off quickly into the woods.

We made it safely to the bunker and before I shut the door I sent out one last radio call to Bellamy:

"I know you can't hear me, but I have to try everything. A ship just arrived from space. It's a prison unit and, of course with my luck, it's not a group of outcast teenagers. I am going underground for awhile until we can better assess the situation. Take care of yourself."