Hi everyone! I've got so many fics bouncing around in my head after the last few episodes! I'd already started this one though so hope you enjoy this fic and stay tuned for some new ones soon. Reviews and comments are always welcome!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of The 100

Chapter One

The medical clinic of Arkadia, Oregon was mostly dark when Bellamy Blake pulled up on a Friday evening. In the back seat of his squad car his friend Jasper Jordan was out cold with a large gash on his forehead. Bellamy had been hoping to spend a quiet evening at home, but then he'd received a call from the local bar that Jasper had gotten into another fight. There was still one light on so the new doctor must still be inside. Bellamy climbed out of his car and grabbed the unconscious Jasper and slung him over his broad shoulders. To his luck the door was unlocked.

"Hello?" He gently set Jasper down in one of the waiting room chairs.

"I'm sorry I'm closing up," A female voice replied from the back. A short, curvy blonde followed the voice into the waiting room. She had deep blue eyes and her blonde hair fell down her back in waves. "Is he alright?"

"I'm sorry I know it's after hours, but he just needs a few stitches. Think you could make an exception?" Bellamy smiled at the woman, hoping his charm would help him out as it usually did. This woman was different though. She crossed her arms and lifted an eyebrow as if to call him on his bullshit. "Please?"

"What you think just because you say please I'm going to help?"

"No," Bellamy furrowed his brow at her high and mighty tone. "I was hoping because you're a doctor that you would. But I could compel you as the Sheriff if that'll make you feel better."

The woman sighed and rubbed a hand across her eyes. "I'm sorry I'm just exhausted. Bring him back here and I'll stitch him up."

"Thanks Princess," He muttered with a roll of his eyes.

She stopped in her tracks and glared back at him. He just held his ground and glared back. With a slight smile and a shake of her head she turned back around and showed him into one of the exam rooms. It had an exam table in the middle of the room with a sink and cabinets along one wall. The other wall had two chairs and a basket filled with toys and magazines. The wall above the chairs had various health posters showing diagrams and information. Bellamy gently laid Jasper on the table while the doctor washed her hands and pulled on a pair of rubber gloves.

"So what happened?" She asked as she cleaned the wound.

"Jasper just got into it with a local at the bar down the street. He's been through a lot," Bellamy watched her careful hands string the thread through the needle. "His girlfriend Maya was killed recently. He's not handling it very well."

The doctor's shoulders slumped as soon as the words left his mouth much to his surprise. She looked over Jasper's still face and sighed. "That's awful. I'm sorry. How'd it happen?"

"She was shot," Bellamy replied. "She worked at the local art gallery and got caught up in a robbery. We have a pretty up and coming artist here in town who had his artwork featured in a show recently and it caught the attention of some big time art smugglers from Portland. She just happened to be there when they came to rob the place. She was staying late and tried to hide, but they found her."

"Poor thing," The doctor finished up and tied off the thread. She gently picked up his hands and cleaned the scrapes on his busted knuckles. "I'm Clarke by the way. Clarke Griffin."

"Bellamy Blake," He replied. "He going to be alright?"

"He'll be fine," Clarke pressed a bandage over a cut on his cheek. "Might have a headache, but he'll be ok."

Clarke helped him gently place Jasper in the back of his squad car. "Look I'm sorry about before. I've had a hell of a day and I didn't mean to take your head off. Especially since you weren't lying about being the Sheriff."

Bellamy chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. "It's ok Princess. We all have bad days."

"What's with calling me Princess?" Clarke crossed her arms again in defiance and jutted her chin up in the air.

Bellamy just smiled and opened the door to his squad car. "See you around Clarke."