A/N: This is going to be a slow burn Bellarke story at first. It will get there, I promise! Thank you for reading and if you like it and want more, please review.

Prologue:

She had never felt so hurt in her life. Finn had been hiding his long-term girlfriend from her for over a month. Clarke had ushered Finn out the door and collapsed behind it barely holding herself together while he yelled apologies through the thick wooden door.

"Go away." She heard herself say in a small voice. She heard footsteps scampering away and knew she was truly alone. Clarke picked herself up off the ground and grabbed her cell phone punching in Raven's number, after a few rings she picked up, "Hello?"

"Uhm hey Raven I know this is kind of awkward since we both just found out Finn is a lying and cheating bastard but I wanted to know if you want to go for drinks?" Clarke asked hopefully.

"Sounds perfect. I'll meet you at the Ark around 9?" Raven told her.

"Ok bye." Clarke hung up the phone with a smile on her face. How was it that cheating bastards always brought girls together?

Clarke quickly dressed in a tight black dress and pulled her golden hair into a sock bun, she added a touch of red lipstick before sprinting out the door. Raven was waiting for her by the bar, and Clarke was taken aback. Raven was gorgeous with tanned skin and sharp features, her exotic beauty made Clarke want to wither on the spot. But Raven smiled warmly at her and patted the bar stool next to her.

"I'll have a rum and coke." Clarke told the bartender.

"Make it a double!" Raven yelled over the loud music to the bartender who nodded and splashed some more rum into the drink before he slid it across the bar to Clarke.

"So, hey." Clarke smiled as the alcohol hit her belly and gave her the warm fiery feeling only alcohol seemed to do.

"Hey!" Raven said to someone coming up behind her, and pointed at a very attractive guy who seemed to taking over the current bartenders shift. Raven bent down and whispered in Clarke's ear,

"That's Bellamy, he's the best bartender here. He'll make our drinks extra strong." Raven giggled, she was clearly already buzzed. The girls spent the night chatting about their lives and what a douchebag Finn was. Clarke learned that Raven went to the University of Toronto too but she was engineering major who was currently pursuing her doctorate.

"We have to hang out more!" Raven told Clarke, "I'm like the only chick in my engineering program!" Raven complained.

"I'm getting my M.D." Clarke told her proudly, "But yes, we'll definitely need to hang out more."

It was 3 a.m. in the morning and Bellamy finally announced last call, Raven hopped off her stool and zig zagged her way drunkenly through the bar. She called goodnight over her shoulder and left Clarke all alone in the bar. Clarke went to reach into her wallet to pay for her last drink but Bellamy the Bartender's hand stopped her.

"Sounds like you had a pretty rough night." He said.

"Ha-ha, yeah cheating bastards and all." Clarke mentally slapped herself for letting so much slip to some random bartender who must have overheard hers and Raven's conversation.

Bellamy watched the blonde sitting at the bar fumble for her wallet and he stopped her. He was going to say something obnoxious like drinks are on the house and invite her home but he saw sadness in her eyes so instead he said,
"Sounds like you had a rough night." He almost kicked himself for not going for the kill but part of being a bartender was listening to people's sad stories. Instead she seemed to light up and laughed,

"Cheating bastards and all."

"You're too pretty, who would ever cheat on you?" Bellamy shamelessly flirted with her.

"Can you believe he was cheating on me with Raven?"

"Is Raven that friend of yours?" Bellamy asked. Clarke nodded and smiled almost shyly at him.

"What an idiot." Bellamy shook his head outraged at this asshole that would not only cheat on the beautiful lady in front of him but her cute friend too.

"Anyways, I should probably get home." Clarke fumbled again in her purse looking for the keys to her Mercedes. Bellamy grabbed the keys from her hand, "You're drunk." He sighed. "I'll drive you home." When Bellamy saw Clarke's car he gasped, it was a brand new Mercedes GLK 250. He felt a stab of envy towards the blonde girl; his sister Octavia would have died to go for a drive in a car like this. The inside of the car smelled like new leather and was fully loaded. "Where do you live?" He asked her.

Clarke stumbled into the passenger side door of her SUV. She could not believe she was letting some random stranger drive her brand new vehicle. She slumped in the seat being very unladylike while he fiddled with the radio.

"Where do you live?" He asked her. Clarke sat and gaped like a fish out of water,

"I know this sounds really odd but I don't remember."

"Well you did have about 10 tequila shots, and 5 cosmos plus whatever you were drinking before I started…" He trailed off. This girl was so wasted she couldn't even remember her own address. Bellamy sighed, "I'll take you home with me, you can have my bed tonight and I'll sleep on the couch."

Bellamy had to practically carry the blonde out of her SUV since she had no sense of balance. He carried her up the stairs of his meager apartment, trying very hard not to wake Octavia. He put the blonde down on his bed, he considered getting in with her but for the strangest reason Bellamy felt protective towards the girl. He didn't want to exploit her. Bellamy settled into the lumpy couch in his room and dozed off.

Bellamy woke around 5 a.m. to the blonde rolling around violently in his bed with tears streaming down her face. Bellamy walked over to the bed and shook her awake gently,

"You were just having a bad dream." He told her. Bellamy was surprised when she launched herself onto him and held on for dear life. He knew she was going through some tough stuff but if sex was what she wanted, sex is what she'd get.

Clarke woke up next to Bellamy the Bartender's muscular chest. She had snuggled her way into the cage of his arms and now had to work to carefully detangle herself without waking him up. Once she was free she crept through the apartment and grabbed her keys off the counter. As she walked towards the door she noticed a bunch of pictures of a young girl who undoubtedly was Bellamy's sister. She was beautiful with the same tanned skin and dark features as her brothers, they both had the kind of face you'd never forget.

Time Jump: One Month

Clarke couldn't believe it, she was late. She'd never been a day late on her period in her entire life. With shaking hands she reached for the pregnancy test and turned it over, it was positive.

The Present: Roughly Two Years Later

Clarke had given birth to a beautiful baby boy that she had named Jake after her late father. Her mother had been surprisingly supportive of her pregnancy and was her personal doctor the whole way through. Jake was a handsome baby with the same dark features as his absent father. Jake looked nothing like Clarke but she loved him nonetheless. Clarke had searched for Bellamy after, but when she went to the Ark with Raven he had quit his job there for something higher paying in another city. Clarke didn't even know his last name so she gave up. She could raise this baby on her own and she did. Jake was loved by his Grandma Abby and his Auntie Raven and of course Clarke herself. He was spoiled rotten and was proving to be a prodigy just like Clarke herself.

It was the morning of Clarke's graduation from medical school and she raced to curl her hair and get Jake dressed for the ceremony. Her baby was just over a year old now and was going through an unbelievably fussy phase. The doorbell rang and Clarke picked Jake up and went to grab it, Raven was already looking beautiful and held her arms out to Jake who eagerly stretched towards her.

"My savior!" Clarke yelled dramatically to Raven before dashing up the steps to finish getting ready for the afternoon graduation ceremony.

Clarke was graduating cum laude and valedictorian of her class. She accepted her diploma with a huge smile and was met with raucous cheering from her mother and all her fellow classmates. But when it was time to announce what new doctors had grabbed what residency positions, Dr. Rosalie Reese took the stage.

"I have had the honor of choosing spots for all of your residencies this year."

Clarke was starting to panic, she could not believe Dr. Reese was choosing residency spots. This woman had a long-standing rivalry with her own mother after Abby had managed to snag the Head of Surgery position at Sick Kids hospital over Dr. Reese.

"As you know typically the valedictorian gets a residency wherever they want but this year I thought I'd surprise her. Clarke Griffin you will be studying under Dr. Franz at Kingston Penitentiary Hospital." Dr. Reese made this sound like it was the best thing in the world but Clarke knew better. Prison doctor jobs were typically reserved for the doctors with the lowest GPA's in the graduating class. Clarke felt like crying while Abby was staring daggers at Dr. Reese. One of the doctors who had been Clarke's lab partner stood up,

"This is bullshit!" He yelled. The other doctors quickly stood up too,

"Yeah!" they cried out. One of the security officers went to gain control of the unruly group of doctors. Dr. Reese continued to name residency spots and finally her own daughter came up,

"Dr. Cindy Reese, you will be studying under Dr. Griffin at Sick Kids!" One of the doctor's screamed profanities at Dr. Reese, she was supposed to be getting that surgery position since she had worked so hard for it and Cindy had the lowest G.P.A in the class. The doctors all started swearing and yelling at Dr. Reese and she was led offstage by security.

"This is bullshit." Dr. Monroe told Clarke after the ceremony, "You should have gotten whatever residency you wanted, and I should have gotten surgery with your mom."

"I know, I'm so upset." Clarke told her friend, while bouncing Jake in her arms. Several other doctors came to offer Clarke their condolences on her residency but congratulate her valedictorian speech. At the end of the day she drove back to the home she shared with her mother and Raven, her mom wouldn't stop apologizing over Dr. Reese and how stupid her decision was. In the end Clarke decided she could live with it, "You have to start somewhere." Clarke told her mom.

"That's my baby!" Abby hugged Clarke close, "You know after your residency I'm going to get you into Sick Kids for Pediatrics, like you've always wanted."

Clarke and Raven had spent the night browsing MLS for homes in Kingston where they would be moving. Raven had graduated a few months ago and was looking for the perfect position and was a free spirit. Raven had immediately told Clarke she'd be moving in with her and the baby so she could help Clarke out while still looking for a job. Finally they settled on a beautiful three-bedroom home in a wealthy enclave. The next day they put in an offer on the home and went to go look at it. Raven held Jake who was getting bigger by the day, "You're getting so heavy now, little man." Raven said to him and when the home came into view they both smiled and nodded to each other. It was one of the smaller houses on the street but it was magnificent. A bright red double door led into an expansive entryway, the home was classic with high ceilings, a brick fireplace, and the decorator had clearly only shopped at Pottery Barn. The real estate agent smiled at them when they came into the house, she fussed over Jake and told Clarke repeatedly what a beautiful baby she had before closing the deal.

Time Jump: Two Weeks

The house was finally organized and they had gotten into a regular routine. It was the Sunday before her first shift at Kingston and she was enjoying her last bit of freedom before being sucked into the vortex of being a doctor. Raven and Clarke had just put Jake to bed and were sitting on the couch watching chick flicks.

"I guess we have to thank Finn eh?" Raven laughed.

"To friendship!" Clarke said as she toasted Raven with their almost empty wine glasses. Raven patted Clarke on the back,

"I know your residency sucks but you're a rock star. After this you can become a pediatrician." Raven encouraged her. Clarke smiled at Raven,

"Thanks, I better go to bed though. Have to be up at 5 a.m. tomorrow." She groaned.

Clarke thanked her lucky stars that she was an early riser or getting to Kingston Pen at 5 30 a.m. would have been hell on earth. No, scratch that, this place was the definition of hell on earth. She walked through the halls towards the hospital part of the jail. Some guards who stared at her curiously let her in, the beautiful blonde with a lab coat and heels didn't fit in.

"You're the new doctor right?" One of the guards asked.

"Yes, I'm Dr. Griffin." She told the guard.

"Let me walk you to your office. You'll have to walk by some holding cells and they can get pretty unruly." The guard smiled kindly at her.

Miller walked beside Dr. Griffin and marveled at her beauty. She was tiny and fair with wavy golden blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Her beauty was ethereal and she lit up the area around her. "I'm Miller." He told her.

"I'm Clarke." She smiled at him encouragingly, letting him know that she was comfortable with him. He fell into easy conversation with her and liked the sound her heels made when they clicked against the concrete. The beat was rhythmic and almost hypnotic. They were approaching a wall of holding cells, men were pressed up against the iron bars hooting and hollering at the beautiful young doctor. Miller grabbed Clarke's arm and walked her quickly away from the rambunctious inmates.

"I'm sorry." Miller said apologetically.

"Don't be." Clarke smiled up at him, "I just have to survive my residency before I get a job in pediatrics."

"That's great, I take it you like kids?" He asked her.

"Yeah I have a son." She took out her phone and showed him a picture of Jake.

"He's adorable, kind of looks like someone I know." Miller said almost mysteriously. They stopped in front of an office. It was rather large but bleak. The windows were barred and a single wilted plant sat on the desk. Clarke sighed.

"Anyways maybe we can get lunch later?" Miller asked her hopefully.

"Sounds good to me." Clarke told him and Miller walked away smiling.

Clarke rifled through her meager possessions before placing a few photos on the desk and tying her hair back. A beautiful young nurse peeked into the office,

"You must be Dr. Griffin?" She asked.

"Yes I am." Clarke told her.

"I'm Octavia." The nurse smiled widely at her, "I'm looking forward to working with you, Dr. Franz is such a hard ass."

"Oh joy." Clarke said sarcastically and rolled her eyes but smiled at Octavia and followed her out of the office into an examination room.

Octavia turned out to be quite the helper. When one of the patients had leaped on top of Clarke, Octavia had been ready with Ativan and knocked him out with a single shot to the arm.

"Nice save." Miller laughed walking into the examination room and hauling the unconscious prisoner up. His subordinates carried the man out and Miller smirked at Clarke and Octavia.

"Ready to go for lunch?" Miller asked Clarke.

"You're going to lunch?" Octavia asked curiously.

"Yeah you can join us." Clarke told Octavia. Miller glared at Octavia for intruding on his lunch with the beautiful doctor but Octavia just stuck out her tongue at him and then made kissy noises and gestured rudely at him. Clarke had her back turned the entire time.

The trio had just gone up the street to a small Italian deli that Miller and Octavia claimed had the best sandwiches. A tall man was waiting for Octavia there he had dark skin and was heavily tattooed,

"Hey O." The stranger said to Octavia.

"Lincoln!" She flung herself into his arms. Octavia's smile was radiant the second before she launched herself head first into Lincoln, and Clarke recognized her in that second. She was the girl in the photos in Bellamy's apartment. Clarke gasped and quickly looked down when Octavia looked at her curiously,

"What is it Clarke?" She asked her concerned.

"Do you have a brother?" Clarke asked in a small voice. Lincoln and Octavia shared a worried look before Octavia glanced back at her,

"I do, his name is Bellamy. Do you know him?" Octavia asked, she was always so curious. Clarke contemplated telling Octavia all about Jake but decided against it.

"Uh yeah," Clarke looked down and played with her hair, "But it was years ago, I knew you reminded me of someone." She said playfully. Octavia just smiled knowingly at her,

"Bellamy's a jerk." Octavia laughed, "I'm nothing like him." She assured Clarke.

They all ate and the sandwiches were indeed heavenly. Clarke was beginning to like this place more and more. Aside from the insane inmates the company wasn't too bad.

Clarke's shift was finally over and she had yet to be the illusive Dr. Franz. She said goodbye to Octavia who had surprised her with a hug. Miller had walked her to the parking lot.

"Well anyways see you tomorrow." He told her and ran back inside when his pager went off. Clarke drove home with a smile on her face. Her first day had been a success she loved the people she worked with the job wasn't nearly as bad as she had imagined. She spent the night reading stories to Jake and telling Raven all about Miller and Octavia and that crazy inmate that they had knocked out.

The next day Clarke woke up excited to go to work. She turned the radio up loudly and sang along to Pharrell's song Happy. She pulled into the employee parking lot next to an old beater with the license plate OBlake13, which she assumed was Octavia's. Miller greeted her at the door,

"Good morning Dr. Griffin." He said respectfully to her and all the other guards smiled and said good morning as they made their way down the halls. Suddenly, someone she thought she'd never see again stood in their path.

"Bellamy." Miller greeted him.

"Get back to your post." Bellamy told him gruffly.

Bellamy recognized the blonde the minute she came into sight. She was laughing with Miller as he walked her down the halls. She was wearing a lab coat and had a stethoscope resting on her neck. Bellamy couldn't believe it, the new doctor was the only blonde he had ever rendezvoused with. Bellamy couldn't control his rage when Miller had placed an almost possessive hand on the blondes shoulder when he saw Bellamy.

"Get back to your post." Bellamy had barked at him. Miller put up his hands in a gesture of mock surrender and given the new doctor an apologetic look.

Clarke immediately came up with a game plan. He probably didn't remember her so she'd treat him like any other stranger.

"Pleasure to meet you, I'm Dr. Clarke Griffin." She held out her hand for him to shake.

"Bellamy Blake." He told her almost sternly. Bellamy had walked her to her office in silence and speed walked away before she even had the chance to thank him for the escort. She shrugged her shoulders and was surprised to find Octavia in the office with a tray of fruit and some Danishes sitting on the desk.

"Morning!" Octavia playfully saluted her. "I was hoping you'd be with Miller so we could all have breakfast but it seems my asshole brother intercepted you." She laughed.

Thank you for reading the first chapter. If you liked it please review. I welcome constructive criticism to help me better my writing -Ayanna.