"Bellamy?" Clarke's voice filled his head.

"Yes Princess?" A smile curled on his lips as he looked into her intense blue eyes as she stood in front of him.

"Bellamy?!" There was panic in her voice now. Almost fear. "Bellamy, where are you? I need you!"

Bellamy went to hold her hand to comfort her. She had to know he wouldn't let anything happen to her. But she was gone. He could still hear her calling out to him in fear and the sound was like a punch to the gut. He had to get to her. He had to.

"Clarke!" The scream ripped from his throat and echoed around him bringing him back to reality.

Bellamy woke up on the ground in his cell with Samuel looking over him in amusement.

"Doing alright there tough guy?" The sarcasm was evident in his voice and Bellamy wanted to rip the smile off of his face.

There was strength in Bellamy's voice that he did not particularly feel. "What do you want now?"

"Lot's of things. You have no idea who you messed with and if we did not have our plans to stick to, I would have left you suffocating on your useless ship. But for now, I will gladly settle for getting under your skin and making your life a living hell."

Bellamy went to get up off the floor to show some sign of dignity and in that moment realized his hands were tied behind his back and he looked back up at Samuel.

"Security precaution. You understand." Samuel stood and roughly brought Bellamy with him.

Bellamy moved back to get out of his grip and remembered their last interaction.

"What were you talking about before, when you brought up Clarke?" He couldn't keep the hint of urgency out of his voice and he knew that was exactly what Samuel wants.

"I am actually glad you mentioned her. I have something to show you. The Captain has assured me that this is something that would be beneficial for you to see."

Bellamy's mind was reeling. Did they find her? Is she here? Have they hurt her?

Samuel pushed him out the door and down the hallway where his other guard joined them and flanked on his other side. This was the first time that he had been out of his cell since he had been brought onto their ship. So far he noted there was not much to see as there were only identical cells on either side. Eventually they came up to an open room with chairs situated near one of the bigger monitors that looked like a sort of security center. On each wall there were monitors and consoles full of buttons and lights. It brought flashbacks from Mount Weather.

He heard voices coming from behind him and he turned to see Raven coming into the room.

"Raven, are you alright?"

She nodded back that she was okay, and Bellamy believed it because she didn't have a mark on her. Suddenly he saw the rest of his crew being brought in, Monty, Echoe, Murphy, Emori and Harper. They all looked okay.

Each of them were sat in the chairs and tied to them to prevent any possibility of escaping. Bellamy knew they would have been stupid to try though, they knew nothing about mapping of this ship.

From the opposite side of the room, a man entered and it was clear that this was the Captain. He had a rough look to him, like he had seen and been through a lot. Looking at this man, Bellamy finally felt some apprehension but he would be damned if he let it show.

"You lot have been a right pain in my ass." His voice boomed through the room and Bellamy saw Harper flinch at the sound. "None of you seem to want to talk. I know that all of you are fugitives. I know that you have lived on Earth and in Space and that you know a lot more than what you are letting on. I know that none of you are Nightblood but you do know of one. What I don't know is how you made that Nightblood."

Bellamy was baffled. How do they even know about Nightblood? And where the hell did these guys come from?

The Captain looked him in the eyes then, "We need that Nightblood. And we managed to find her too."

Bellamy felt cold. They wanted Clarke, her blood, her knowledge of... well, everything.

"This is something I want you all to see." He motioned to the monitor in front of them and Bellamy's eyes went wide.

The blank screen now showed a landscape of greens. It was a night vision video feed of the ground. Bellamy could not look away as he followed along as the video made its way to a cottage. It was looking into the windows of what is clearly the home of someone. From what he could see, it was clean and furnished with a lived-in look. For a moment, it looked like they were going to move on until there was a sudden jerk of the screen and it moved back to a window on the top level.

Then he saw her. For real this time, it was really her. Not in full colour, because of the night vision, but there was no mistaking that form. She was infused into his mind. He could tell that her hair was much shorter than when he left her and her eyes were wide. She was scared.

"Clarke." Raven's voice sounded to his right.

Bellamy tensed and clenched his jaw. He did not look away, not wanting to miss a moment of Clarke.

He jumped slightly and he heard Harper gasp at the sudden sound of gunfire and he leaned forward in his seat as much as he could. He wished that he could go through the screen and get to her. After the feed settled down, he noted that she avoided getting hit and had some sort of gun in her hand and then he saw her run out of the room. He prayed that she was fast enough to get away. There was a flash of the outside of the cottage and then it went around a corner and Bellamy's heart sank. She was there with fierceness in her eyes, waiting with her gun aimed.

Almost immediately, there was the sound of two shots. The last view he saw before the screen went to static was Clarke hitting the ground.

"No!" He couldn't contain himself. He felt all eyes on him, some in amusement and some were sharing in his pain, showing their sympathy. He was shaking in anger and had to tear his eyes away from the screen so he could focus his rage on the Captain.

"You shot her! You just got done saying how you needed her and you shot her!" He was breathing heavy. "Where is she now? What have you done?"

"Oh, I don't have to answer any of your questions fugitive. I just need you to know who is in charge here. If we have questions, you will answer them. If you don't, well, just remember this little demonstration." He started to walk away and motioned for Samuel to follow him.

Bellamy could not hear a word they were saying but he could tell it was a serious conversation. He looked to his friends with pain clearly showing in his eyes. Raven tried to give him a reassuring look but it hardly registered to him.

She was shot and he had no idea if she was still on that ground bleeding out or if they had already got to her and she was somewhere in this ship having God-knows-what done to her. All because of her amazing beautiful brain.

This was not how he imagined seeing her for the first time in 6 years. He had thought about it constantly after he heard her transmission all those years ago. It was getting to be too much for him but he had to stay strong for her.

"Take them back to their cells." The order was no sooner heard and then they were each untied and brought back to their cells in single file. Bellamy noted they weren't kept too far away from each other.

His heart was beating faster than he thought possible as the door closed on him with his mind racing.