Lincoln came into the small room with the table, Clarke looked past him expecting Bellamy to stride in behind him, but that didn't happen.

"Your brother left, he'll be by in the morning."

"Okay" Octavia responded.

"Here's a blanket, I dont have a ton of options , you will be stuck on the floor." Lincoln replied.

"Um okay, that's fine, thank you for letting me stay" She replied.

" Yeah, no problem, just stay out of sight tomorrow, the both of you" He said looking from Clarke to Octavia. They both nodded.

"Now go to sleep" he stated blowing the lantern out.

Clarke woke up, the sun shining brightly. She was sore as ever, it was the first time she'd even slept on a floor. She stretched and groaned at the feeling, her muscles were screaming.

"You gonna make it?" A deep voice asked from the table.

"I don't know" she replied pushing herself off the floor. She ran a hand through her hair a few times before stretching again, Bellamy sitting at the table watching her with an amused look.

"What?" she asked.

"Sore Princess? here eat" he smiled sliding a roll to her.

"Yeah, Thanks" She sent him a smile before stretching again and sitting in the seat across from him. She took a bite from her roll. He watched her wince and try and stretch her shoulder out again. He stood making his way around the table. The second his hand touched her shoulder she jumped.

"Easy, I promise to be good, although swimming would loosen your muscles tremendously"

"Don't even think about it" she threatened playfully pointing her roll at him like a weapon.

"Not like you could stop me anyway" he laughed.

"If that's what you think, I know better" she chided.

He smiled shaking his head.

"You don't know when to give up"

He turned her back towards the table putting pressure on her shoulders with his fingers. With each move of his hands she could feel herself loosening up. Her roll long forgotten in her hand. The second he got closer to her neck she could feel her body giving in. It felt so good, she sighed feeling the tension disappear. His hand moved across one spot forcing a slight moan from her. She felt him slow his movements, his breathing changed slightly.

He could see the blush creep up her neck, he was glad it felt good, it made it worth the torture he was putting himself through. It had been a long time since he had a woman in his life, the newsies kept him busy, there were alot of them that he looked after. Having his hands on her was effecting him just as much as her.

He wouldn't cross the line though, they came from two different worlds completely. He knew she would go back, no one wanted to live like this, it was only a matter of time. He was old enough to know better, not to get tangled in the web she weaved for herself. He still wasn't sure what her whole story was but he was sure he didn't need to be tied into it.

He was also sure that was his name that just left her lips.

"God Bellamy, that feels so good"

Yeah, he was in trouble. He felt his whole body tense at her statement. He forced himself to pull his hands away.

"I take it that's better then, I uh, have to tend to stuff at the boarding house, I'll drop by later to check on you, remember out of sight" he stated quickly before stepping out the door. She sat quietly staring out the empty doorway until Octavia interrupted her trance.

"Who brought you breakfast?"

"Bellamy"

"My brother?"

Clarke nodded in response.

"Hm, That'd be a first. So you want to train with me today, we can spar!?"

"Sure, you guys have a passion for fighting?"

" You can never be over prepared " she smiled.

Across town Murphy crossed path's with Bellamy.

"Where were you this morning?"

"Brought the princess breakfast" he replied easily.

"Really?!"

"Yeah, reminded her to stay out of site" he stated.

"Good, not that she ever listens" Murphy added.

"Thats what I'm afraid of" he replied. They went and picked up their papers to sell for the day, Lincoln grabbing his when they arrived.

"Where's the girl Blake? Or your sister?" Emerson called from across the small distribution area.

"Leave his sister out of it" Lincoln's voice carried and he stood tall facing them.

"That's alright I prefer blondes anyway" Just the thought of him thinking about her enraged Bellamy.

"Let it go" Murphy whispered standing with Lincoln.

"When I find her I'm going to make my name fall off her lips" Emerson smiled. Moments from earlier flashed before her eyes. He wouldn't let him get near her.

"You won't find her and you won't touch her" he growled standing.

"Or we can do the opposite" Murphy chided.

"Shut up Murphy" Bellamy snapped.

"Can't hide her forever Blake" he smiled walking away. Bellamy looked to Miller.

"Yeah we will keep an eye on him" Miller stated, Nyko nodded in agreement.

"Thanks" he replied. They spent most the morning selling papers.

"Bellamy" Monty yelled on a dead run as he rounded a corner. Murphy's head shot up to see the young boy.

"Miller said they are headed for the docks, hes got the cops with him, something about a blonde"

"Shit" he passed his papers to the younger boy, Murphy shoving his in the boys arms also. Both of them taking off for the docks.

Bellamy turned to Murphy as they rounded the last corner.

"Buy me some time"

Murphy nodded and turned sitting on a crate. Bellamy ran down the dock, his sister and Clarke coming into sight.

"O find Lincoln"

"Whats happening?"

"Don't have time" Bellamy replied looking over to the commotion down the way.

He slid off the dock into the water, looking to Clarke.

"Let's go!" he looked to her.

"what?"

"Get in the water " He ordered a rushed harsh whisper. She slid silently off the dock.

"We're going under the dock" he pulled her alongside him before he disappeared under the water. She followed his lead coming up under the dock. They could hear the footsteps getting closer.

"Sir?" Lincoln greeted.

"We are looking for a blonde girl,Clarke Griffin. Blue eyes about 5'4" Medium build."

the voice of the police coming through the thin wood seperating them.

"Don't know a blonde, only girl here is Octavia" he stated.

Clarke could feel her heart rate pick up, she was afraid to breathe.

"We were told she was here"

"Someone lied to you"

"This Murphy kid, he normally causes problems on the docks?" the officer asked.

Clarke's eyes shot to Bellamy's. He shook his head no. Whatever she was thinking he wasn't letting her do it.

"No not normally, a little rambunctious today is he?" Lincoln asked.

"A little " the police officer huffed.

"I'll keep him in line, thanks for the heads up"

"If you see the blonde keep her here and send someone for us"

"Will do sir" he answered, walking away with Octavia towards the city. Murphy joining them as they passed. Clarke looked to Bellamy as everyones footsteps moved in the other direction. He pressed a finger to his lips signally her to remain quiet. She let her eyes travel over his finger and lips, he could see her lips getting the blue tint. He reached out and pulled her into him.

"Few more minutes princess" he whispered. They were unbearably close and Clarke was no longer cold, she was pretty sure her blood was pumping on overtime. She locked eyes with him, letting an arm wrap around his midsection. His eyes flicked down to her lips. It happened so quick she would've missed it had she not been watching him. Part of her told her not to do anything stupid, the other part of her screamed kiss him, she wanted to feel his lips on hers. That's the part she listened too. She moved closer to him pressing her lips to his. She was certain she made a mistake when he didn't kiss back. The moment she went to pull away he deepened the kiss. His free arm pulling her tighter to him. He pulled back searching her eyes for approval before leaning back in, just as there lips touched a second time a knock sounded on the dock causing them to jump apart.

"Coast is clear" Nyko could be heard clearly under the dock.

"That's us, Let's go" Bellamy released her disappearing under the water and leaving her to follow.