AN: I watched the season 4 finale of the 100 the other day and though I thought it was good I confess I was a little disappointed in the lack of bellarke resolution- personally I think maybe the writers could have added more to the scenes with Bellamy and Clarke because it seemed like every time something looked as if it was going to happen they got interrupted. Which is why when I got bored during my English literature exam my mind conjured up this little ficlet, who needs and inspector calls and poetry when you have the 100.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and I apologise for anything you find wrong with this.
Summary: What if Clarke wasn't the only night blood? What if Abbey had more dosage that she gave to Bellamy? What would happen if Bellamy decided he couldn't live without Clarke? Alternate ending to 4x13. One shot that may turn into a two-shot depending on my muse and the response this gets.
A loud boom echoed through the vast irradiated forest as Raven's rocket burst from the undergrowth, heading for the endless blanket of stars that was space.
Clarke smiled slightly as she saw it go higher and higher, from her place on the rickety satellite tower, until it turned into just a faraway dot in the sky. The blonde could physically feel her body sag in relief at the thought they were safe, he was safe.
It didn't matter if her life ended today, on this god forsaken earth because as long as Bellamy Blake lived to see another day- it was worth it and she was gonna do her damned hardest to make sure that the bloody communication worked so they had a chance; no matter the cost.
The thought of her friends hurtling towards what was left of the ark was enough to spur her into movement once more as she hoisted herself further up. It took her only moments to reach the top and she dragged her form onto the platform just as she heard the scream.
''CLARKE!'' the sound shocked her so much that she almost lost her balance, luckily, she caught herself just in time and didn't fall over the edge.
''CLARKE!'' this time it was a guttural cry filled with pain and desperation. She would know it anywhere. Bellamy. But it was impossible- he was supposed to be on the rocket, 100,000 miles away from her.
Her co-leader burst from the undergrowth like something possessed, head whipping every which way in search of her. She couldn't believe her eyes. He was actually here. Something in Clarke's chest felt as if it was going to burst and she felt a rush of warmth flow through her.
''CLARKE!'' his voice sounded as if it was pleading now, begging her to appear in front of him and she felt compelled to answer the desperate call.
''BELLAMY'' she shouted down to him making him turn around and look up at her, the warm, brown gaze she felt on her almost made her heart stop and she gripped the satellite in her hands so hard she was surprised her fingers hadn't broken under the strain.
''What the hell are you doing?'' he asked an undertone of something in his voice that she couldn't quite decipher.
''Me. What the hell are you doing? You're supposed to be on the ship, not here.'' She snapped at him, gritting her teeth as she tried to adjust the satellite dish. Just over the tree tops she could clearly see the cloud of radiation getting ever closer and hastened her pace. So focused was she that she almost missed his reply. Almost.
''I'm not leaving you princess. You hear me, I'M NOT LEAVING YOU CLARKE'' the rest of his sentence was a shout- as if he were declaring it to the whole planet.
''Bellamy, what about Octavia, Raven, Monty, Harper- hell even Murphy? They need you.'' She was pushing and pulling at the dish with all her might at this point, tears of frustration leaking from her eyes.
''Yeah well, did you ever stop to think that maybe I need you Clarke. That I could ever live in a world without you Clarke Griffin is laughable at the least. I'd go mad not seeing the adorable smile that takes over your whole face, the blonde princess hair that sometimes shines so bright it's hard to look at and god those eyes that can pierce through to your very soul in their different array of blues. I wouldn't want to wake up not seeing that every day, I wouldn't want to live in a world where you weren't- I don't think I ever could'' his admission shocks her enough that she accidentally jolts the dish, only it seems that had done the trick as the screen on the pad goes green.
''I did it'' she shouts down to him in relief.
''Always knew you would'' is his response and is that pride she can hear in his tone ''now get your butt down here.''
Obediently, and isn't that a laugh, Clarke begins to climb down only she is too slow- something Bellamy has also noticed if his response is anything to go by.
''Princess, you're going to have to jump'' he says and the worry in his tone is palpable as is the quick glance he shoots at the yellow death cloud that is approaching.
''What? No'' she squawks in disbelief.
''Come on princess, don't you trust me?''
''Of course I do'' the response is immediate and without hesitation, because she does trust him- always will.
''Good, now jump. I'll catch you'' he states not brooking any room for argument as he adjusts his stance and braces himself.
''Fine'' she groans and then lets herself fall. Its luck she thinks is what makes her fall perfectly into Bellamy's open arms and as she feels those same strong arms encircle her even more, it feels as she is home for the first time in what feels like forever. The sight of bellamy's face in all its freckled glory behind the glass of his radiation suit makes her stomach flop and she has the sudden desire to kiss him.
''Told you I'd catch you didn't I'' the grin on his face makes her heart race and she is thoroughly surprised he can't hear it. Clarke smiled at him softly and jumped down from his arms before she did something she couldn't take back.
''Come on we have to go'' she says clearing her throat and takes his hand in hers, it's a perfect fit and she can feel the warmth radiating from him even from beneath the suit.
Grasping his hand like a life line the rebel king and his princess start running like bats out of hell towards the lab legs pumping and bodies fuelled with adrenaline. They reach their destination in record time, only a few moments to spare before the wave hits. Both her and Bellamy are gasping for breath as they remove their helmets so they can breathe better.
''Are you sure about this Bellamy? You'll die'' Clarke can feel the lump forming in her throat at the thought and the tears sting as they leak from her expressive blue eyes.
''Hey'' he replies softly, stepping closer and placing a hand on her cheek to brush away the tears ''you die, I die that's just the way it is, ok princess. I'm never leaving you; we're in this together no matter what'' his brown orbs lock with her blues and a surge of emotion goes through her, and before she can think on what she is doing her body is lunging forward and she catches his lips in a kiss.
She feels him freeze and thinking she has done something wrong she starts to pull away only for him to respond, oh boy does he respond. She gasps in shock as he presses his lips harder against hers and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. She feels his arms encircle her in a cocoon of warmth as hers go up around his neck and her fingers tangle in his hair.
The kiss ends all too soon as the need for air becomes too much, they pull back a few centimetres and Bellamy rests his forehead against hers, breath fanning her face.
''There's something I need to tell you princess'' his voice is like a caress and she visibly shivers as a jolt goes down her spine.
''What?'' she asks voice no more than a whisper.
''I'm in love with you Clarke Griffin, and I need to tell you that before the world ends. Honestly, I think I've been destined to love you ever since I saved you from that grounder trap way back when.''
''You know what Bellamy Blake, I think I'm in love with you too. In fact, I know I am'' she whispers and the answering grin she receives lights up his face like a Christmas tree.
''I also want you to know princess that your mom gave me night blood a couple of nights ago, just in case, and if by some insane miracle we manage to survive this- I'm going to spend the rest of our lives loving you for eternity. Always.''
Clarke is shocked that her mom had given Bellamy the last of the night blood she had left, but then as she thinks about it she knows her mom did it for her because her mom knows how much she cares for the delinquent that fought his way onto a ship most thought would blow up on entry.
Clarke smiled at him and hooks her hand behind his head to bring him even closer.
''Always'' she murmurs, the words a promise of all the things to come, then closes the small gap between them so that their lips meet in a searing kiss.
And as the world ends around them all they can feel is each other.
AN: So that's it, hoped you liked it and sorry if you think there is anything wrong with it. Please read and review, I would love you feedback.