Clarke woke up to the sound of a bird chirping outside of her tent. She rubbed her eyes at sat up. She looked at the time on her dad's watch. It was 7:45. Clarke knew she was already late for her work duties but she didn't care. She had no motivation to get there on time. Until someone barged into her tent.
"Come on princess, we have to go collect firewood." Bellamy said with a mouthful of fruit. Clarke rolled her eyes and stood up. "What are you talking about, Bellamy?" She asked. He sighed.
"Kane is sending us out to get firewood. We are out." Bellamy explained. Clarke gave him a quizzical look. Her job was only to do laundry, her mother would never let her out of camp after all that's happened.
"My only purpose here is to do laundry. I can't even help in medical where they are curing the reapers." Clarke replied. Bellamy threw a second apple in Clarke's bag then threw the bag at Clarke.
"Look, I'm not thrilled about this either, considering everything, but we have to do this." He said. Clarke frowned as she threw some supplies into her pack.
"I'll be outside when you're ready." Bellamy concluded as he walked out the door. Clarke figured that she shouldn't ask him anymore questions. At least he was talking to her now. She missed how things used to be before she sent him away. She knew it was for the best, but she couldn't help but wish anyone else but Bellamy went to Mount Weather. If she could go back, she wouldn't have sent him and she would have warned Octavia about the missile. It was selfish of her to not tell Octavia, but at the time, she thought that was the right thing to do.
Clarke took a deep breath as she left the tent and met up with Bellamy. Bellamy walked ahead of her with a full backpack. Clarke didn't understand why he was bringing so much stuff. She followed him towards the back of the fence.
"Why are we sneaking out of the fence?" Clarke asked. Bellamy didn't answer. He tapped the electrical fence to make sure it was off and then he crawled through. Clarke followed suit. They walked a couple miles in silence. Clarke was getting more and more frustrated with each step that they took.
"Stop!" She shouted. Bellamy didn't listen. Clarke ran up to him and pulled on his arm. This caught his attention.
"We aren't moving anymore until you tell me what the hell is going on." Clarke demanded. Bellamy ran his hands through his hair.
"Octavia told me something, after the ceremony. She said that the 12 nations know that you knew about the missile. Someone told them or they overheard it. Anyways, there is an army coming to kill you tonight, unless we get out of here." Bellamy admitted. Clarke was in shock. Who would tell…. her mother. It had to have been Abby who alerted the 12 nations. Clarke pushed the feeling of betrayal aside in order to get more answers from Bellamy.
"Wait, how does Octavia know about the missile that hit Ton DC?" Clarke asked.
"The new commander of the ice nation sent a rider down to the ruins of Ton DC to alert Octavia of their arrival. It's customary. This whole area is technically Octavia's property. Anyways, Octavia responded to the rider and said that it wasn't necessary and that she could handle your punishment but they wouldn't listen. Since they lost some of their most valued leaders, they took it upon themselves to get involved. They are marching down here as we speak. That's why we need to go!" Bellamy explained. Clarke felt numb. She collapsed onto the ground.
"You should have let Octavia kill me. For justice like they did for Finn." Clarke cried. Bellamy didn't know what to say.
"Octavia understood why you did what you did." Bellamy mumbled. Clarke looked up at him with tear stained cheeks.
"Why are you helping me. You said it yourself, I left your sister to die. I thought you hated me." Clarke cried.
"I may hate the decision that you made, but I don't hate you." He whispered. Clarke was shocked, and despite the terrible news, the fact that Bellamy didn't hate her made Clarke feel a million times better. His trust and respect was so important to her.
"So you're just going to leave Octavia behind? Why not just let me fend for myself out here?" Clarke continued. Bellamy sighed and helped Clarke up.
"Because despite everything that has happened, I don't want you to die. You said it yourself, you and I don't belong here anymore. Octavia will be fine. Lincoln will keep her safe. You're my concern now." He said. Clarke's heart was racing. She didn't realize how important she was to Bellamy.
"Anyways, we are just wasting time. Grab your pack and let's go." He ordered. Clarke did as he said and they walked off into the distance.
"Where are we going?" Clarke asked. Bellamy gave her a small smile.
"Wherever the hell we want."