Bellamy reached the clearing just as Diyoza crumpled to the ground, Echo right behind him. "O, stop! She's not the enemy here, she's trying to help us!" he pleaded, his eyes flickering between the Eligius captain and the Wonkru guards, finally resting on his sister who was looming over the older woman, the tip of her sword resting against Diyoza's chest. The captain wouldn't be able to run, not after Octavia had slashed at her legs. Miller and the other soldiers were aiming their guns for good measure. Still, though, she was defiant, staring up at the girl with blood stained on her face.
"Why shouldn't I kill her? She sent missiles after us in the desert. She encouraged my people to defect. She is an enemy of Wonkru, and there is no place in this valley for her," Octavia said, not even gracing Bellamy with eye contact, instead staring down, meeting Diyoza's gaze instead. Echo stepped forward, and Bellamy dropped one of his hands to clutch at hers, shaking his head ever so slightly.
"Please, can we just talk about this?" he asked, although he didn't get the chance as they all heard footsteps approaching.
"Octavia, stop!" Clarke shouted, stopping just at the edge of the clearing, Madi right behind her. "You can't kill her. She's pregnant!"
Bellamy's eyes widened, and he glanced between his sister and the captain, then over at Echo who looked about as confused as he felt. Part of him was glad Clarke had shown up, but the moment he noticed the obvious tension in Octavia's shoulders that hadn't been there a moment ago, the drawn expression on her face, he knew something was wrong. More footsteps approached, and Bellamy turned, seeing the rest of his family. As they took in the scene before them, Harper clutched at Monty's arm, and Raven met Bellamy's gaze as they held a brief, but silent conversation. Raven nodded, and Bellamy squeezed Echo's hand. "Go," he muttered. She instantly understood and walked over to the others. He had a better shot of reaching Octavia without Echo at his side, as much as he hated to admit it. And if things went south, Echo could protect the others.
"My mother told me what happened, Octavia. In the bunker. During the Dark Year," Clarke continued. Although Bellamy was still watching his sister with concerned eyes, he was listening to Clarke's every word, hoping she had some sort of plan beyond this futile plea to whatever humanity was left in Blodreina. Madi was silent, glancing at the guards. He could almost see the wheels turning in her young brain as she no doubt worked on identifying the Grounder soldiers with the memories of the previous commanders guiding her.
"Shut up, Clarke," his sister growled, lifting her eyes from the injured Diyoza for the first time since Clarke had ran over and shooting a death glare at the blonde. Clarke merely shook her head.
"She told me about the children you murdered, for population control," Clarke continued, ignoring Octavia's obvious anger. This was new. Bellamy bit his lip, trying to imagine what that had been like for his sister, knowing about her own origins. Now the Wonkru soldiers were visibly uncomfortable.
"I'm warning you, Clarke, shut the hell up!" Octavia snapped, the tip of her sword shaking. It was barely perceptible, but Echo had trained Bellamy to notice every little thing about his opponents during their six years on the Ring. He could tell she was barely holding it together. Meanwhile, Diyoza was still huddled on the ground, clutching at the wound on her leg, trying to stop the bleeding. The irony of everything was that Diyoza wasn't even a threat, and McCreary was somewhere in the woods, no doubt plotting to kill Octavia on sight.
"I know you were pregnant, too."
Those magical words left Clarke's mouth, and Bellamy turned his head sharply, staring at her in shock. His sister, pregnant? He couldn't think of who, and then his thoughts were interrupted.
"Damnit, Clarke, don't do this to her!" Miller's voice rang out, almost protectively, and Bellamy glanced over at his former friend. At first, he almost believed it, but then he remembered Miller and Bryan. There was no way. It had probably been a random Grounder, then. Someone to warm her bed. A glance sideways at the others confirmed that they were thinking along the same lines as him, as Echo's hand was on the hilt of the dagger she had found and Raven was clutching at Emori's hand. Murphy met his gaze, his expression wooden.
He noticed with a sharp pang of panic that Miller had shifted, now aiming his gun above Dizoya's head, at Clarke instead. Octavia, though, was biting her lip. If he didn't know any better, if he didn't know Blodreina was completely in power, he could have sworn she was holding back tears. Bellamy kept glancing between Miller and his sister, taking a few steps sideways, trying to get in between Clarke and that gun, holding his hands up. "Okay, she'll stop," he said, cautiously, hoping to whatever god still existed in the world that Clarke cooperated with him. Miraculously, she stayed quiet, although he could just imagine the look on her face, the way she was probably biting her lip. "Just don't do this, please. O, I know you're in there-"
"Give up, Bellamy!" She cut him off, glaring at him with visible tears now on her cheeks. "She's an enemy of Wonkru, and she will die for it," she snapped, turning around and walking back to Miller. "Give me your gun. Now."
Miller didn't hesitate, lowering his gun and handing it over to Octavia. She turned back, facing the captain, her expression hardened again. "I'll give Clarke a chance to save your baby," she said, her voice low and threatening. Then she took aim.
Bellamy realized what she was doing. "No!" he cried out, racing forward, towards the injured woman on the ground. He heard the gunshot, heard a scream of "Bellamy!" although he couldn't tell who had screamed, and then he heard nothing.