Chapter 1:
Bellamy's POV:
We made our way towards the gate, I had the girl from Factory, O had Monroe. O. I still can't believe she's okay. Lincoln kept his promise. Lincoln, we have to find him, add him to the ever growing list of people I had to find. The rest of the 100, Clarke, Lincoln, and now Finn and Murphy. As the gates opened, I tensed. I don't trust the guard not to shoot me on site. We gave up our weapons, it was hard but necessary. The chancellor took the girl and Mel to medical, and before I could breathe free, I was suddenly hit with a force. I registered the blonde hair, and a comfortable feeling swept over me. I wrapped my arms around her, holding back so as not to kill her with the force in my hug. I whispered, "God, you're okay." She pulled back, as O said something about not believing what just happened, and I tried not to wince for her, and held in my growl. She looked like she had been tortured. Damn grounders.
"I'm glad you're okay." She smiled, "You to." I was still trying to process what just happened, and then it hit me, she was alone, the rest of our people were not behind her, besides Raven, who I saw heading for us. "How many with you?" Her face fell, "None." It was a punch to the gut, and her wounds made sense, she escaped, alone. Damn.
"Where's Finn?" I winced, "looking for you." Realization settled over both of us. Great, now I really had to find Finn, maybe Clarke's return would calm him down. "We need to talk." I nodded and O and Raven left us to talk, I followed her to a quite spot near the wall. "Who, and how." She smiled faintly, "I knew you would ask that." She took a deep breath, "It wasn't grounders Bellamy. It was the mountain men, Lincoln was right, they were pissed. They took us after we opened the doors the morning after the battle. Knocked us out with some sort of gas, and when we came to we were all there. No one is hurt, yet. The mountain men can't exist outside the mountain without safety suits. They didn't adapt to the radiation. They have been taking grounders, trying to use their blood to help them, they are experimenting on people. None have survived yet." She paused, looking pained. "They are going to try and use ours. I couldn't even warn them, they were going to kill me after telling me, Anya was taken. We escaped, she tried to kill me to. I killed her, hence my face, and here we are." The way she glazed over at the end, I knew she wasn't telling me the whole story, but I understood that. "How are you…?" I flinched.
"Finn and I knew what was coming. We headed for the foxholes, and tunnels. We made it just in time, it wasn't easy, and we got split up. A few others had the smarts to do the same. We found each other, saved Finn from grounders, and headed back to the camp. We got back and there was no one there. We panicked. And then the ark people showed up, arrested me because I beat the shit out of Murphy for leading them to our camp, and then snuck out of camp with Finn, Murphy and Monroe after they let me go, trying to find all of you." She sighed. "They arrested you for Jaha too didn't they." I nodded, and she got that pissed off look. "I knew when my mother wouldn't meet my eyes this morning when I asked after you and Finn. I was praying you guys made it somewhere." We sat in silence for a moment. "We need to get our people out of there. I'm going to go find mom."
"We will go talk to her together. We do make the best team after all." I smirked at her, and for a moment it was like we were going back in time, us in charge, the world on our shoulders, keeping our people alive.
We headed for medical, and as Abby was leaving we caught up. "They will be okay." Clarke focused her gaze on her mother, and Abby looked shocked, it wasn't a friendly gaze. "We aren't here for them. We need to talk about how we are going to get our friends out of a mountain fortress full of people trying to kill them." She froze, and then realized, "That is for us to decide." I smirked, wrong answer. Clarke took a step closer, "Mom, we are not just kids anymore. You sent us here to die, we survived, and Bellamy and I made sure of that, and knowing the Council, by the time you act, they will be dead. So let's try that again, shall we? How and when are we leaving for Mt. Weather?"
"You aren't. End of discussion Clarke, and as for him, he's still not allowed to be armed." Wrong answer again, Clarke tensed. "Chancellor, I think you might want to take a step back, before she swings." Abby looked at me and confusion, and then realized I meant her kid was two seconds from punching her and she looked shocked. "She doesn't take to kindly to be treated like a kid. Now how about we discuss plans?" Abby's eyes narrowed. "We are not discussing anything. Thelonious might have cleared you, but you are still a tr…" Clarke growled.
"Finish that sentence mother and I will hit you. Do you even know how to survive here? The guards won't last two seconds against grounders if they choose to attack, do you know how to hunt, skin, clean and cook meat? Do you know where it's safe to? I thought not. We do. And half those kids in that mountain, can save all of you. So I suggest you rethink how you talk to both of us. He knows more about how to keep us alive than me and all 48 of those kids combined." Abby turned to me, "I need to speak to Clarke, alone." I smirked and didn't move an inch. I was not scared of Abby Griffin. "He's not going anywhere. We lead together, we are a team. He's saved my life more times than I can count. And vice versa, so what did you want to say?"
"I wanted to say you're not allowed to speak to him, he is still under suspicion for beating a boy half to death, a boy that didn't return with him. You may have lead before Clarke, but we are here now, you can trust us to take over." Clarke snorted. "You don't get to mother me anymore. You sent me here. You don't like what I have become, that sucks for you. Bellamy is the reason you even get to talk to me. And I don't trust you. You turned in your own husband, sent your daughter to almost certain death, and so much more I am sure I will hear about later." I put my hand on her shoulders, because this was getting us nowhere. "Princess, leave it. She doesn't get it." Abby's eyes met mine. "I don't care what she thinks Clarke, there is more important things going on." Clarke huffed, grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall, past her mother and deeper into the ship.
She pulled us into a room and then took a deep breath, and I looked at where we were. 'this is where you grew up isn't it." She nodded. I took in the room. It was huge compared to where I was raised, but it lookd cold, colder than the rest of the ark. "The warmth left with my dad." I nodded in understanding. I sighed, "fighting her isn't going to speed up the saving princess." She turned away from me, and headed for a door across the room, opened it and disappeared for a moment, and the returned, snorting. "She didn't touch a thing, good. And I know Bell. That's why we are getting the hell out of here ourselves. We will find Finn and Murphy and then figure shit out. But I'm not going to wait for her to get her head out of her ass anymore. She never will."
She headed for the door, before I realized she was holding something in her hand. "What's that?" She turned back to meet my eyes.
Clarke's POV:
Show him, don't show him…. "My sketch book." I am sick of being parted from it, thank god she didn't clear the room out yet. He cocked his head to the side, "You're what?" I held it out. He took it, and he realized what I meant. "Who's that?" He was looking at the first page, just a man with a window and earth behind him. "Take a guess." He smirked, "Your dad. Your pretty good princess." I smiled slightly, "thanks. Come on we got to go find Raven."
***Later**
We meet Raven at the rendezvous spot, and before we could even speak, Octavia made her appearance, and I tried not to laugh at her shocked expression when Bellamy handed her a pack and told her to get a move on. "Wait." It was Raven, she tapped the fence with her cane, and it zapped. We looked around, guards would be rotating soon, "I thought you were going to take care of it." She smirked, pulled out a walkie talkie. "Okay Wick." There was some sort of signal a minute later and when she tapped the fence again, it didn't make a sound. I smiled at her, and we headed out. I hadn't even made it through one full day in the Ark camp before I was gone, sneaking off, and probably pissing my mom off even more than I already had. I knew she would know Raven helped, but Raven can take care of herself, I had my people to find.