What Went Wrong?

Flashback

"Shit."

Clarke had sat in the toilet at work for ten minutes and couldn't move, she stared down at the stick in her hand, the two pink lines staring back at her. She had repeated the word 'shit' more times in the past ten minutes than she had in her entire life. There was a knock at the door.

"Clarke, are you alright in there?" She heard Lincoln's voice through the wooden door.

"Linc, I think I'm sick, can you cover for me?" She rasped.

"Yeah, do you want me to stop by later and bring you anything?" Clarke panicked.

"No, I just need some sleep. Thanks though."

"Ok, text me if you need me."

"Will do." She fumbled in her pocket for her phone and found Bellamy's name.

Clarke – 13:45

When you do you finish work?

Bellamy – 13:46

If you would've listened, you would know that I had a half day today, finished over an hour ago

Bellamy – 13:46

Why? You ready for round 2 ;)

Any other day, she would have rolled her eyes, but today she couldn't even think straight.

Clarke – 13:47

My place, thirty minutes

Bellamy – 13:48

Knew you loved me really, princess

Thirty minutes passed and Clarke was pacing around her apartment, she had told the idiot to be at her house in thirty minutes and he was once again late. Clarke started to panic about what else he would be late for, the first ultrasound, the birth, the first day of school, graduation; she felt as though she would be sick as a knock sounded through the room, she flung the door open and found Bellamy smirking.

"You're late." He stepped forward and cupped her cheek leaning forward to kiss her, Clarke almost fell into their usual routine before remembering why she had asked him to come and see her; she pushed him away and watched as his face changed from cockiness to confusion.

"What's wrong with you?"

"We need to talk." Clarke shut the door behind Bellamy and walked into the kitchen, he followed hastily.

"That's funny, that's usually the cliché sentence you use when you want to break up and the last time I checked, we weren't in a relationship." He smirked.

"Wait, is that the talk you want to have? You want to declare your love for…"

"I'm pregnant." Clarke watched as he attempted to speak several times but constantly failed. After a few minutes of silence Bellamy turned towards the door and left, Clarke could feel the tears building as she sank to the floor.

Clarke only moved to retrieve a tub of ice-cream and leaned against the cupboard, she contemplated texting Raven but that would take a lot more explaining than she had the energy for. Three quarters of a tub later, the front door opened and in walked Bellamy, looking frazzled.

"Clarke, you here?" She contemplated staying quiet and hoping that he'd just leave, but he found her slumped on the floor with chocolate ice-cream stained on her jumper.

"What?" Clarke snapped, she watched as he looked everywhere but at her. She rose to her feet and turned to face the sink, washing the same spoon over and over again until she worked up the courage to speak again.

"You made it perfectly clear that you wanted nothing to do with me anymore when you walked out of that door…"

"Clarke…"

"I mean, you could've at least said something…"

"Clarke…"

"Anything at all, I even would've settled for a sarcastic comment…"

"Clarke!" Bellamy's voice startled her and forced her to turn around and face him. However, when she turned around, expecting to be face to face with him, she found him knelt on one knee with a red velvet box containing a sparkling diamond ring.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Bellamy held up his hand to silence her.

"I left because I had to go to my mom's to get this, it was my grandmother's; I was always raised to take responsibility for my actions and this is what I will continue to do. Clarke Griffin, will you marry me?" Clarke scoffed and left Bellamy kneeling on the ground.

"I ask you to marry me and you walk away, what the hell?" He followed her into her room and watched her pace back and forth.

"You weren't asking me to marry you, you were taking responsibility for your actions, which actually means covering up your mistakes."

"I didn't mean that and you know I didn't." She stopped to face him.

"Then tell me the truth Bellamy, do you honestly want to marry me?"

"Yes, for the baby's sake." Clarke held her head in her hands and tried to stay calm.

"Do you hear yourself Bellamy? You want to marry me because I'm carrying your baby. God, we don't even know if I'm actually pregnant yet, this could all be for nothing." She was hysterical.

"Then we'll make an appointment and find out, then you can consider my offer more thoroughly." Her head snapped up.

"What is this, a business deal?"

"Will you stop twisting my words?" She walked towards him, pushed him out of her bedroom, slammed the door shut and leaned against it. After minutes of silence she heard Bellamy speak.

"I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologising?" She asked, wiping away her tears.

"For giving you the shitest marriage proposal known to man." They both laughed from either side of the door.

"If I really am pregnant, I need to know something."

"Anything."

"You won't leave me to do this alone."

"Clarke?"

"Yeah?"

"Open the door?" Clarke placed her hand on the handle and hesitated momentarily, she slowly opened the door and faced Bellamy. He pulled her into his arms and cradled the back of her head with his hand and kissed the top of her head.

"There is no way on this earth that I would abandon you or our child. We may not always get along but I would never leave you to do this alone, I'm not that guy." Clarke sighed and looked up at him.

"I know you're not, I didn't mean to suggest that you were." They stared at each other for a few more seconds before Bellamy moved away, awkwardly.

"So we'll get an appointment booked and go from there I guess?"

"Yeah, I guess so." They stood there awkwardly until Clarke realised something.

"Wait, you said you went to your mom's to get the ring, did you tell her?"

"God no, she doesn't actually know that I have the ring, I said that I needed one of my old books for my class." Clarke snorted.

"Nerd." He smiled.

One Week Later

"So I have a confession." Bellamy spoke as Clarke was cleaning up from her first sonogram, he was staring at the baby wall trying to give her some privacy.

"Oh God, what?"

"I Googled." He heard Clarke laugh behind him.

"I knew you'd be the one to cave first." He rolled his eyes.

"I wanted to know about anything that could go wrong at the first scan, you don't want to know what I found."

"I was right, you are a nerd." He smiled. The sonographer entered the room and smiled at the pair.

"So I've booked you in for your twenty week scan, and then we'll be able to see the baby more."

"But you can't see anything wrong now though?"

"No, everything's fine, there's no need to worry Clarke. So I'll see you both in a few weeks, any complications or concerns, don't be afraid to call and congratulations to you both."

"Thank you." They both replied. As they were about to leave, the sonographer stopped them.

"Oh, I almost forgot, your sonogram pictures." She handed them to Bellamy and he smile filled his face.

As they left the building, Clarke glanced at Bellamy and saw how happy he was staring at the picture, Clarke always believed that the smile was reserved for Octavia, apparently not.

"He looks so small."

"He?"

"Oh, the baby's definitely a boy, got to keep the Blake family going." Clarke could picture a mini Bellamy running around, his little curls bobbing along as he ran, brown freckles covering his face. She shook away the thought and pretended that she didn't imagine how Bellamy was holding her watching their child playing.

"And what if it's a girl?" Bellamy smiled.

"Then I'm in trouble." Clarke was confused.

"Why?"

"If she has the looks of her mother, I'll be scaring away many boys who will be nowhere near good enough for my little girl." Clarke was speechless, was she still imagining things or did Bellamy just say that she was good looking?

"Yeah."

"Clarke, you ok?" She stared at him and tried to figure out what he was thinking.

"I'm starving, shall we get some lunch?" She pretended as though he hadn't just given her a compliment, the only compliment that she had ever received from the eldest Blake. He smiled back at her and made his way over to his truck.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I think the next few are still going to be flashbacks but then I'll go back to the present. Keep reviewing :)