A/N: 04/12/2015 Fic. Modern AU where Bellamy and Clarke tell their daughter that Santa Claus is not real. (Requested by love4cwmtv from trumblr)

"Clarke we need to talk." he says entering their bedroom.

"Do I have to call my lawyer?" she jokes but earns a glare from her husband.

Then he sits next her on the edge of the bed where she is lying and place a hand on her crossed knees. "We have to tell Sophia the truth about Santa Claus."

Clarke takes a deep breath and sits up from leaning her back on the head of the bed. She takes his hand from her knees and squeeze, "I know." she admits, "But I don't know what to tell her."

Bellamy smiles and stares at her beautiful blue eyes, "She will be back in five. She went to Martha's to take some notes for Math from the day she wasn't feeling good." he says, "We should tell her now." he continues and Clarke nods.

"Sophia." Clarke calls from the living room. "Can you come here for a moment? I and your father want to tell you something."

"Give me five minutes mum. I'm searching for something. Only five." Sophia says from her room upstairs.

Clarke force a smile and then turns to Bellamy who is sitting next to her on the couch. "I don't know if I can do this Bellamy." she whispers.

"Don't worry, I'm here. We can start together and if you can't I will finish it. Don't worry." he ensures her and kisses her forehead. "You will see. It's nothing."

Five minutes later, Sophia comes down and sits on the other side of her parents, waiting for them to talk. "So? What do you want to tell me?"

Clarke takes a deep breath and stares at her daughter. She opens her mouth to start but words never found their way out. Shocked at her struggle, Clarke looks at Bellamy. He smiles at her and then turn to their daughter.

"Look, sweetheart." he starts and turns to look at Clarke. She nods.

"We know how much you love Christmas-"

"It's my favorite holiday." she interrupts him.

Both Bellamy and Clarke nod smiling, "We know." Clarke manages to say.

"But the truth is that all these years we have been lying about something. Every Christmas since you were born." Bellamy takes the lead.

"What is it?" Sophia asks confused, "Is it important?"

Bellamy turns to look at Clarke, searching her eyes and body for the right answer. Then he turns to his daughter and nods, "It's kinda of important for the Christmas holidays but not something you have to worry about that much." he tries to explain even though all three of them could feel the air was filled with more questions.

"Are you going to tell me then?" the little girl pushes and look from one to the other several times.

"Yes, um, what your father wants to say it's that-"

"Santa Claus is not real." Bellamy finishes for her quickly, "He is not real, it's something Coca Cola invented as a commercial and-"

"Oh my god, Bellamy! This is what you were planning to tell our daughter about Santa Claus?!" Clarke shouts and glares at him, then turns to their confused daughter, "Santa Claus is not real but the spirit that gives the Christmas holidays is so beautiful and loving. I remember myself waiting for the first day of the New Year to open my presents and see if I was a good girl for him to buy me what I wanted. I remember the day before where I and my mother baked cookies to leave with some milk for him the night he comes. And I- we wanted you to feel the same way because it's Christmas and it's a beautiful celebration so many years now. And-"

"I know." Sophia cuts her off and start laughing. Both Bellamy and Clarke froze for a moment and then look at each other.

"What do you mean?" Bellamy asks his daughter.

"I and Martha have a bet running two years now for who is going to break first, you or her parents." the little girl explains, "I was so sure you two were going to break first. Thank you. Now Martha owns me a meal at Grounders. I won't eat here tomorrow night." the girl stands up and starts walking towards the stairs again.

"Wait!" Bellamy calls from the couch and the girl stops to look at them, "Two years?" he asks surprised.

"Yeah." Sophia nods.

"But you give us a list with the presents you wanted the last two years." he says and Clarke agrees.

"It was part of the bet. If we didn't give you a list you would have suspected something. We couldn't risk that. We both love Grounders' food." she explains and disappears up the stairs, leaving Bellamy and Clarke shocked.

"At least we will have tomorrow night for ourselves." Bellamy smiles at Clarke and brings a hand around her back.

But Clarke slaps his hand away and once again glares at him, "Coca Cola's commercial?" she says, "How could you do this to our daughter?"

"I thought we would say the truth." he says simple.

"How could you?" Clarke repeats but before she could say anything else Bellamy's mouth was on hers, stopping the words from coming out. Maybe he can't wait till tomorrow night…

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