Walls

by luvs-to-write2

Clarke Griffin and Bellamy Blake were hiking to Mount Weather. Together. It was a ridiculous concept until you realized their partnership was based on mutual distrust. Can they ever break down the walls between them and learn to trust one another? How much can 24 hours change a relationship? How much can a shared secret? Post 1x7, and goes from there.

2. Chapter 2

This is a ridiculously short one but I'm changing POV with each chapter and this is as much as I had for Clarke this time around. Chapter 4 in her POV will be much longer. And, I'm putting two chapters up at once to make up for it. :-)

"You're crazy if you think I'm letting Octavia go." Bellamy paced in front of her. "It's bad enough that you're going."

Clarke realized her mouth was hanging open. She snapped it shut again. That could not possibly mean what it sounded like; that Bellamy actually cared whether she lived or died. Obviously he meant it in a sexist men are stronger than women thing and he didn't think any women should go on a mission like this.

"I'll go with you," he said gruffly.

Why did the thought of that make her feel both safe and unsafe at the same time? This was a bad idea. "Who'll be leader when you're gone?"

Bellamy smirked. "Glad to see you've finally admitted I'm the leader."

Clarke rolled her eyes. "I only admit that people are willing follow you. Whether you're making good decisions that deserve to be followed is another story." That fact had frustrated her from the moment they'd arrived. She knew what needed to be done but people preferred stupid plans wrapped in Bellamy's charisma. What was it that drew people to him?

"Sorry the royal hierarchy doesn't work for you down here, Princess. I'll leave Dax in charge. No one will mess with him."

"Ew. No. Dax is maniacal. I wouldn't trust him with the life of a goldfish, let alone the 100."

His smirk turned into a grin. A rare event that made Clarke's heart beat a little faster. Holy crap, she'd figured out part of Bellamy's charisma.

"So you're saying I'm not maniacal. That's a ringing endorsement, coming from you."

"That's not what I said." Clarke grew more flustered as Bellamy's grin widened. When had she lost control of this conversation? "You're just less maniacal than Dax."

Bellamy shrugged. "I'll take what I can get. Fine, I'll leave Miller and Raven in charge, with the understanding that Raven is speaking for Finn. The 100 will follow him; they won't follow her yet."

The obstacles to their little adventure were falling away. There was nothing left for Clarke to do but nod her agreement.