By the time we made it through the doors it was well past ten o'clock. I was surprised to find Miller still siting at his desk working, but apparently not as surprised as he was to find us dripping wet in the middle of his police station.

'What the hell happened to you guys?'

'It's a long story, we don't have time for it right now, we need to get back to the inn. Wells was killed it wasn't an accident. Clarke can explain it to you on the way, but we have to go now.' Trust Bellamy to get straight to the point. Miller didn't look as stunned as I would have thought he would be at the revelation that we figured there was more to Wells death. I glanced at his desk and saw that there were picture of the body and murder scene all over the place. Despite what the doctor had told Miller it was clear that he had also believe there was more to the story.

'Do I want to know how you came to that conclusion?'

'Probably not, but it would appear you came to the same conclusion.' I indicated the files on his desk, which he tried to cover up.

'It's my job to consider all possibilities, not yours. Now I understand that what happened this morning might have shaken you up, but I can assure you none of the evidence I have collected points to any crime haven taken place.'

'Well you haven't been looking hard enough.'

'What Clarke meant to say is that we might have stumbled upon some new evidence that would point to the contrary.' Miller didn't look convinced, I'm sure for him we probably looked a little crazy right now. Yelling wouldn't get me anyway, so I took a deep breath and calmed myself down.

'All I ask is that you hear me out.'

'You have a minute to convince me.' I briefly explained to him, just like I had done with Bellamy, what initially lead me to think he was murdered. Telling him in order to be sure I needed to see the body. I considered leaving the breaking into the morgue part out of the story, for all I knew he could lock us up and then we would have no way of warning Octavia, but in order for him to believe me he needed the full truth.

'I'll just pretend I did not just hear you say you broke into a government owned facility, but do go on.' When I explained to him how the wounds on his body couldn't all be attributed to his fall his shoulders sagged in defeat.

'I have been suspecting for some time that our local doctor is near retirement, I guess this proves it. You mentioned you're a medical student, can I trust that everything you just said is accurate.'

'You can call my school if you want, but I'm the top of my class, I'm 100% sure that Wells was murdered.'

'Officer Miller come in.' His radio on his desk drew his attention away from us.

'You did good princess.'

'Thanks, what do you want to do now?'

'I say we leave, it could be as simple as someone having a grudge against Wells, but I don't want to take any chances, you and Octavia need to get off this island and be somewhere safe before I lose my mind.'

'Both of us, that's sweet I didn't know you cared.' Bellamy seemed to realize what he just said and I noticed a slight blush appear on his cheeks.

'Well of course you're her best friend and you're the one that figured everything out, it's not like I would leave you behind.' He was rambling and boy if he didn't look cute doing it.

'Ok let's go we have to hurry.'

'What's going on?'

'That was the mainland there's a big storm coming in, with multiple fog warnings, no boat is going to take you off this island if we can't get you to the harbor before it sets in.'

'What? You've got to be kidding me.'

'It's too dangerous to cross if we can't see anything.'

Bellamy looked terrified and he wasn't the only one, the idea of being stuck on the island was scary. What if we got too close to the murder and he came after us next.

'Here's the deal, since we don't know if we can get you home in time, I suggest we don't mention anything to anyone at the inn. I'll come in and pretend I was on my way to warn you of the storm; you two act as if we didn't have this conversation. It's best we keep it under wraps so the murderer doesn't suspect anything. I know your worried for your family and friends, but if too many people find out it could cause a panic and that's never good.'

Bellamy and I nodded our understanding at his instructions. I wasn't thrilled with the idea of not being able to warn my friends, but Miller assured us that he would be spending the night at the inn if he was unable to get us off the island in time.

The drive back towards the inn was tense, nobody was speaking, and there was an undeniable nervous feeling in the air. Bellamy started fidgeting the closer we got to our destination; I grabbed hold of his hand to try and calm him down. The rain was coming down harder and the fog was starting to set in. It wasn't looking good, we could barely see ten feet ahead of us or behind, and we were on dry land. There was no way we were leaving tonight; the look of anguish Miller sent my way confirmed my fears.

'Do you think you can convince the girls to have a slumber party in your room, if we can't tell them I need to know Octavia is safe with you.'

'Of course, I'm sure she would be more than happy to have some girl time, but they might already be asleep when we get there.'

'I don't care wake her up if you have to, pretend you're scared of the storm or something and Clarke promise me no more detective work, I don't want to see anything happen to you.'

'I promise.' She had never had a boy worry for her the way Bellamy was, it made her heart melt a little.

'Same to you, I know you're worried about Octavia but don't go playing hero, some of us care about you.' He leaned down and kissed my forehead.

'I promise.'

'Ok we're here, why don't the two of you enter first and then I'll ring the bell and go speak with the owner. Then I'll ask him to gather you all in the main room.'

As I suspected everybody had gone to sleep when we entered the inn, they had given us keys in case of such emergencies so we didn't have to knock. As Bellamy and I parted ways in front of my room, I reluctantly let go of his hand.

'Stay safe Clarke.'

'You too.'

As soon as I entered my room I quickly changed, it would be suspicious if I came down soaking wet considering I had left for bed hours ago. Then I sat at the end of my bed, anxious as hell, as I waited for someone to come knock at my door.

It didn't take long until we were all gathered, Miller did a really good job of making it look like he had come all the way to the inn because of a storm and that he would be hanging around because the weather had gotten too bad for him to return to town. Raven and Finn graciously offered him a room. I grabbed Octavia and the rest of the girls on our way back up to fulfill my promise to Bellamy. He nodded gratefully at me, as he saw me ushering the girls back into my room.

'I'm so sorry O, it seems this whole week is turning into a nightmare. As soon as the weather clears maybe we should consider leaving this place, we can find somewhere else for you guys to get married.' The three girls all stared blankly at me as if I turned into some kind of three-headed monster.

'Clarke you can't be serious, I know what happened to Wells was tragic, but I'm not going to let a little bad weather keep me from marrying Lincoln.'

'I'm not talking about canceling the whole thing, but maybe we can move it somewhere else. I'm sure I can get something together last minute. I could call my mom for help.'

'What's going on Clarke, you would never involve your mom in something like this, what aren't you telling us?'

'It's nothing really, it's just this place gives me the creeps. I want your wedding to be spectacular and I just feel that this place has become tainted.'

'You've been putting on a brave front all day, but finding Wells body affected you more than your letting on, isn't it?' I hated lying to Octavia, but I knew if I played the card of the scared friend she would up and leave as soon as we were able. Once we were safe off the island I could tell her the truth, she would understand that all Bellamy and I wanted was to keep them safe.

'Finding his lifeless body shook me up, the last thing I want is to disturb your wedding, but I need to get off this island O, please.'

'Oh Clarke of course, anything for you.'

'Thank you.'

'I'll start making calls in the morning to see if I can find another venue for Saturday, we'll get you away from here Clarke, and make sure Octavia has a great day. Don't worry we've got this.'

'Thanks Harper.'

It was almost two in the morning and sleep still refused to come. Luckily the rest of my friends had managed to find some peace despite me dropping the bombshell that we needed to get off this island as soon as possible. I moved from my spot on the floor, haven given my bed to Octavia, and quietly made it to the door. I made sure to lock up behind me before making my way to Bellamy's room. I hesitated before knocking, he was probably asleep and I didn't want to bother him. However, my need to see him was stronger than my fear of bothering him. He opened after the first bang on the door clearly he couldn't sleep either.

'Clarke, what's wrong? Is Octavia ok?'

'Yeah, she's fine all three of them are locked in my room. Can I come in?'

'Of course, I'm sorry.' He moved out of the doorway giving me enough space to walk pass him.

'I convinced Octavia we should leave as soon as possible, she thinks that the shock of finding Wells was too much for me to handle so she agreed it would be best to leave. We're not over reacting are we? I need you to tell me that were doing the right thing and not ruining Octavia big day for nothing.' I had been holding them back but now tears were falling freely and there was nothing I could do to stop them. I knew I needed to be strong for my friends, but I was crumbling.

'Princess.' Bellamy voice was only a whisper in my ear as he wrapped me in his arms. 'We are, this is for the best, and I will stand by you no matter what happens. If Octavia gets angry when she discovers the truth, I will take the blame you won't be alone in this, I promise.'

He didn't complain and continued holding me, smoothing me until my tears dried up.

'I should probably go back to my room.'

'Are you going to be ok?'

'I don't know.' If I was going to have to be brave for everyone else, I decided right now and then that with Bellamy at least I would be honest.

'I've got an idea, come on.' He dragged me into the hallway, after grabbing two pillows from his bed as well as a blanket. He set them up on the floor just in front of my room.

'This way we can keep on eye on them and you don't have to be alone.' For the first time in what seemed like forever a genuine smile appear on my face.

'Thank you.' Bellamy covered us both in a blanket as I leaned my head on his shoulder. I felt so safe with him that I could feel myself finally relax and my eyelids were getting heavy as sleep claimed me just as Bellamy was promising that he would keep us all safe no matter what.

-:-

My eyes fluttered open far too soon for my taste, but I was glad to have at least been able to sleep a few hours. I was expecting to be greeted only by Bellamy but three curious girls were looking down at me with huge smiles on their faces. I removed my head from Bellamy's side, and tried to stand up, but Bellamy's strong grasp on my hips was holding me in place. Octavia was giggling and Maya and Harper were trying hard to contain their excitement. Bellamy the traitor was still asleep next to me, leaving me on my own in front of the firing squad.

'Well I guess you found comfort with a different Blake last night.'

'It's not what it looks like.'

'Really Clarke, because to me it looks like you and my brother are wrapped in each others arms.'

'O, I'm sorry, I wouldn't do that to you, I know how important your brother is to you.'

'Relax Clarke I'm not mad, it's nice to see you go to someone for help instead of keeping everything inside. I know you think you can do everything on your own, but if you give it a try you'll see how nice it is to have someone to depend on.' She was right, Octavia had been telling me for years, but until Bellamy I had never been inclined to let anyone in, too afraid of the consequences.

'Plus I can't think of two people that are better suited.'

'You can't be serious, we just met.'

'And yet here we are.' My cheeks were burning in embarrassment, she was right. We had just met and yet I trusted him with my life.

'We're going back to our rooms to get dressed, I'll see you at breakfast.' That meant Jasper and Monty would soon be made aware of the position they had caught me in, I wasn't ever going to hear the end it. As soon as the hall was empty, I felt Bellamy squeeze me. That bastard was awake, probably heard the whole exchange too.

'Bellamy Blake were you fake sleeping just now.' He opened his eyes, no sign of fatigue in them and fully alert, oh yes this man was an ass, but I couldn't bring myself to mind as he smiled sheepishly back at me.

'Guilty as charge, but you can't really be mad at me can you? Trust me it would have been worst if they had known I was awake. I'm sure I'm going to get an ear full from Octavia as soon as she gets the chance.'

'Not good enough Mr. Blake, you totally abandoned me, what happened to we're in this together.'

'I will protect you against any murderer that appears but you can't honestly expect me to face three of your girlfriends, which include my sister, this early in the morning.' He actually sounded afraid, which was incredible endearing.

'Wait till Monty and Jasper hear of this, they won't let you off that easy.'

'I forgot about those two, I've know them longer than you and they're probably going to take your side in this, aren't they?'

'Well they have a tendency to be overprotective if they feel the need to be.'

'Great, I should have just left you alone.'

'I think it's too late for that.' I hoped he understood the double meaning in my words, it wasn't just about comfort anymore, he meant something to me and I hoped that he felt something for me too. His eyes bore into mine as he started leaning towards me. His lips were so close, but he stopped before they could touch, hovering.

'Clarke are you sure? I don't think I could back down if we start something, I need you to be sure.' As a reply I closed the distance between us, finally tasting his lips again. I hadn't wanted to admit it, but I had been craving them since our short kiss the previous night. We pulled apart far too soon, startled by the sound of someone running up the stairs. It was Miller and he looked distraught.

'Your both up good, I need the two of you to follow me.' This couldn't be good. As we made our way down to the first floor I could see through the windows that the storm hadn't calmed down, in fact it looked much worst then last night. Miller noticed, as I stood fixated on the rain.

'Your not going to be leaving anytime soon, sorry.' Bellamy took hold of my hand as we continued to follow Miller into the kitchen. Lying on the table was Charlotte, no sign of violence on her body, but the paleness of her face made it evident that she was dead. I turned away from the body, holding onto Bellamy for dear life.

'I'm sorry to have to ask you, but I need to know how she died. At the moment you're the only two peoples I can turn too, I would prefer not to create a panic.'

'How did this happen, who else has seen the body?'

'Nobody, she was in my room when it happened.'

'Describe to me everything that occurred so I can assess what happened.'

'She showed up in my room about an hour ago, said she needed to tell me something important about Wells death. Then suddenly she was gasping for breath, she feel to the floor and started seizing, I was about to go get you when it stopped. I checked for a pulse but she was already gone.'

'She was probably poisoned, I can't know for sure by what until we run test, but that seems like the most likely explanation.'

'Are you sure she couldn't have died of natural causes? She's been suffering from seizures her entire life, could it simply be…'

'What a coincidence, you are kidding right?'

'If anything I would say it means that the person responsible knew of her condition and wanted it to look like an accident. You said she came to you, she probably knew something about Wells death and the person responsible got rid of her before she could say anything.'

'Something is going on in this place and wee need to figure out before someone else pays the ultimate price.'

'Where do we start?'

'Murphy.'