Disclaimer: It pains me, but I still don't own The 100.

Before I start this chapter, I want to adress to Jo Hamel, who actually twisted my brain on the count of the plot hole I created. (Can you please comment on all my fanfictions and keep doing that? JK) When I say children, let's say the youngest is like 8 years old, so they are pre-bunker. For me they are children until they reach the crazy 14, so... About the people, I didn't count how many survived on the season finale, but with the Wonkru, the Eligius people plus our favorite main characters, let's say 600? I haven't really thought about those details. They are not 100 that's for sure.

Now, enjoy!

Chapter 4

Eight months after becoming the leader of the Earthkru, Bellamy found out it was easier than being a leader on the actual Earth. Without the wars and troubles that kept them on edge, solving problems like maintenance was relatively easy.

Soon after the clan had elected him and Clarke as their leaders, they had decided to form a Council. They had chosen their most trusted friends and family and gave each one of them a section of the work force to oversee.

Abby had been charged with taking care of the medical aspect of the camp. That was actually the easiest one. She had been doing it on the Ark and in Arkadia, so she settled nicely in her position. The older Griffin woman had also decided to start classes to teach those who would like to have medical training so they could expand their medical staff.

After much debating, Kane had become the Justice Councilor. He had created and written the laws - which were reread and approved - that would turn their blossoming clan into a functioning society. He wasn't judge, jury and executioner and had decided to train and teach some of the older people to take part in the new justice system so they could balance the power. First rule of all: there would not be a dead penalty. They now had the chance to make things different.

Raven was, of course, chosen to lead the mechanic and engineering department. She took her time to welcome anyone that wished to learn about the subject and was working closely with some of the former grounders to figure out ways to make everyone life easier using any minimum amount of electricity or generators possible. They still used the walkie talkies and the medical equipment, but the knowledge of weapon making would die with them. In this new world there was no place for massive destruction weapons.

To find something to keep Murphy busy had been the hardest part. Despite being a full function member of society, Bellamy knew that is friend need a purpose in life, something to keep him busy and out of trouble. So they created an agricultural department. Murphy was now in charge of everything that was produced in the lands and of the well-being of the animals. He had laughed when Clarke and Bellamy first suggested it, but they could see how happy he was in his new position. He had chosen Jordan and Elyon, a former grounder woman, to help and guide him in what was uncharted territory for him. He was learning and fulfilled. Emory was now a beautiful memory that he cherished and Bellamy knew that he was finally in piece with her death.

Despite everything being relatively calm, they had decided to hand the security of their small village and lands to Indra. This was still a new world, with many hidden dangers and they had to be prepared for what might come. Life had taught them that the hard way. Her first decision was to send out well trained warriors to explore the planet. Echo had been one of them. Actually, she was the first to volunteer.

Raven had told Bellamy that the girl confided to that was still too hard to be around him. So, out of respect for their relationship, Bellamy had gone to meet Echo before she left. He wished her the best of luck and gave her hope that one day she would meet someone and finally be over him. They had hugged and he watched as the group made its way out of the camp.

Indra had also sought Octavia to join the security team, but the Blake girl had politely declined. Her fighting days were over. So, much to everyone surprise, she had gone to Murphy and asked to work on the fields. She said it gave her peace and welcomed the hard work happily.

So Miller became Indra's second in command. He taught the newcomers to the team, always making sure they were prepared for the job before sending them to Indra to be assigned to their jobs.

Madi stayed mostly in the background. It took her sometime, but she finally found her lost childhood and could be seen making friends and make more age appropriate activities. She still went to council meetings and gave her advice, but she was slowly finding her calling. Three days a week she would join Abby, her adoptive grandmother, in the medical cabin and learned all she could to become a doctor. Even though she was young, Bellamy knew that she needed a purpose. Clarke couldn't be prouder.

Clarke and Bellamy had also settled in a nice routine. During the day, they would meet for breakfast in her cabin and go through the tasks for the day. On busy days, they could be seen walking around the village, talking to people and making sure everyone was safe and had everything they needed to be confortable. On harder days, they would have to go to Raven's cabin - that she now shared with Shaw - while she worked relentlessly on amplifying the radio's signal so they could reach their scouting team. On the worst days, they had to join Kane and uphold the law. They were once the 100, the delinquents, they could relate to the teenagers who made stupid mistakes.

At the end of the day, they would go their separate ways. Clarke usually enjoyed dinner with her mother and Madi before going to Raven and Shaw's cabin. Sometimes they would be joined by Octavia, sometimes they would be alone.

Bellamy usually ended up his day with Murphy. They would go for a quiet walk around camp, making fun of each other and reminiscing about the old days, when they were stupid and carefree. Murphy kept complaining that he missed the moonshine and that he would give anything to be a drunken mess from time to time. Bellamy couldn't help but agree with him.

From time to time, they would all come together – Bellamy, Clarke, Raven, Murphy, Shaw, Jordan, Octavia and Miller – and talk through the night. Their newfound friendship was still strange to them, whose time on Earth was used to survive and not to hang out. But they did that now. They would hang around the fire on cold nights and by the lake on warm and lazy afternoons. They would talk about the Ark and their first days on the ground. They would talk about Monty, Harper and Jasper. They would remember Lincoln and Finn. They would honor the memory of those that were gone by being themselves.

All this peace came to an end when, on the evening Murphy failed to come to his cabin to have dinner, Bellamy went to look for his friend and found him in the cabin he now shared with Jordan. They were laughing loudly, nursing each a cup and looking completely out of their minds.

"Uncle Bellamy!" Jordan was the first to notice him standing in the doorway. His eyes were bright and his cheeks were blushed.

"Blake, my oldest and tallest friend!" said Murphy, trying to get up, but failing miserably. That's when Bellamy understood what was going on.

"Are you two drunk?" He asked puzzled. Jordan nodded excitedly and Murphy grinned, finally managing to get up. "It took us several tries and weeks of hard work, but we did it. We got you a drink!" He handed Bellamy a cup. The Blake eyed its contents with interested and, without a second thought, he took it to his lips. It was bitter and burned his throat, but made his fingers tingle and his stomach feel warm.

"Dude, this is strong." He told them. They looked at him with a mixture of curiosity and fear, so Bellamy decided to put them out of their misery. "I love it!" Murphy and Jordan cheered and then pulled him to the table.

"We have to throw a party! Get everyone drunk and happy!" Murphy announced five cups later, his speech blurry. "I bet Raven can get some music on and we would just relax." He turned to Bellamy slowly. "You have to convince Clarke! You're the only one who can do it!" Bellamy pondered his words. He could do that or they could keep it a secret and have all the fun to themselves. Somehow that didn't seem fair. That was also part of being a leader, right? Making sure his people were having a good time.

"Let's do it!" He said, pulling his chair back and standing up. Jordan eyes widened. "Now?"

"Well, do you have anything else better to do?" Murphy also got up and wavered a bit with the sudden movement. "Let's go, Jordan. We have to get everyone drunk. Maybe Uncle Bell will finally find the perfect way to tell Auntie Clarke he is hopelessly in love with her."

To say the walk to Clarke's cabin was eventful was an understatement. Jordan held the batch of the moonshine like it was gold and refused to walk faster, afraid that he would fall and drop it. Murphy tripped three time, falling face first on the floor and taking Bellamy down with him. They stayed down a couple minutes, giggling like stupid teenagers, before being able to get back up.

"CLARKE!" Bellamy shouted when he reached her cabin. He could hear the voices inside, so he knew she was home and awake. He banged on the door. "Clarke Griffin!"

"What the hell?" They heard Raven's voice, a couple of hurried steps and the door flung open, showing Clarke, Raven, Octavia and Madi on the other side. The girls took in their appearance completely shocked.

"What is going on, Bellamy?" She asked, crossing t her arms in front of her chest.

Murphy elbowed him as he had forgotten what he was supposed to say, his eyes locked on Clarke's chest. Bellamy cleared his throat, feeling himself blush. Octavia snorted and he glared at her.

Without missing a beat, he took the bottle from Jordan's hands and dropped to on knee, presenting it to Clarke. "Oh fearless princess, we come bearing gifts." Murphy and Jordan started laughing, clinging to each other. He registered the amused expression on Raven's face.

"What is that?" Clarke took the bottle of his hand, removed the cap and took a sniff. Her expression went from angry to amazed to stunned to angry again. "You guys are drunk." She stated.

"Yes, we are, princess. Totally, completely and happily trashed." Murphy said, moving to her. He tripped on Bellamy's foot and started to fall. Octavia moved forward and was able to hold him. "Thank you, beautiful and amazing woman." Bellamy could see his sister blush. "Hey, that's my baby sister!" He shouted, trying to stand up, but failing at it and landing on his butt in the grass.

"Well, it's your fault you have that gigantic feet, you stupid moron!" Murphy shouted at him, but then started laughing loudly.

"Shut it, Murphy." Clarke whispered in an angry tone. "You're going to wake up everyone!" Murphy tried to still his laughs and turned to her. "Hey princess, do you know what they say about guys with big feet? They have massive…" Raven clapped his hand over his mouth – "Murphy!" – and shot a worried glance at Madi. Unable to talk, Murphy wiggled his eyebrows at Clarke, whose face was completely red.

"Hey, I want to know what they say about guys with big feet!" Jordan complained. The blonde girl sighted and walked to him. "You guys are idiots. You got your nephew drunk." Bellamy was too far gone to be ashamed, so he just grinned to the Green boy.

"Your dad would totally approve." He assured him. Clarke just shook her head and tightened her lips. "C'mon Jordan. Let's get you in bed." The boy looked at her scared and moved away from her grasp.

"No! What about the party?" The older girls looked confused between them. "What party?" Madi asked, excited.

"That's why we came here! We want to throw a party and dance and be wasted." Bellamy clarified, standing at last. Clarke set her eyes on him, her eyebrow raised in silent question.

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"What?" Octavia asked, clearly having the time of her life. Muphy looked at Raven, who gave him a warning glance before removing her hand from his mouth. "We came to ask the princess permission."

"Oh, you did, did you?"

"Actually, Bellamy came to beg you to let us do it." She looked between her friends, uncertain. Bellamy staggered to her and grabbed her hand. He tried to ignore the tingling sensation oh his hands, that had not to do with the alchool, and focus on his mission.

"Please Clarke. It would be fun and everyone would have a wonderful time."

"I don't know, Bell…" Her voice was weak and she took her lower lip between her teeth, uncertain. It took Bellamy all his strength to take away his gaze from her lips to her eyes.

"We would set an age limit and could get Indra to control everything. You know nothing gets past that woman. Please, Clarke." She looked around. Even Raven and Octavia were begging for her to allow it with their eyes. She sighted.

"Fine!" The group cheered and Bellamy gave her a small peck on her cheek, making her blush. "But, if things get out of control, I'm blaming you, Bellamy Blake." He grinned at her.

"I wouldn't have it any other way, princess."

Hello!

Here it is, the new chapter!

I was writting and it go way to big and I decided to split it. So be happy, because I already have one more chapter for you guys ;)

I want to thank everyone that reviewed! FreeEagle5, Rwby Arc, AngelWings98, Jo Hamel, Zouzou0517 and Wolf85, thank you to give the strength to keep writing this story :)

Ok, now to finish the next chapter! I think I might be able to uptade on Saturday, but no promises as usual.

Love you awesome nerds,

Jane