Here it is. Finally! The big reunion!

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I used the song Amber Run - I Found while writing this chapter.

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Chapter 7

Her head was pounding when she regained consciousness. She pressed her fingers against the side of her head in the hope that the pressure would release the pain, but it had no effect.

Slowly she opened her eyes only to conclude that she was, again, in a dark room. Great, she thought, another cell. The sound around her was muffled away because of the headache but she was sure that she heard a voice.

She pushed herself up with a lot of effort. It was like all the strength had left her body.

'Cl…'

She grumbled when she heard the sound again, but couldn't make it out.

'Clark!'

Her name was being called. She looked in the direction from where the voice had come from. Her eyes took some time to focus on the person sitting on the other side of the room.

'Clarke? Are you alright?' The brown eyes that looked at her showed concern in them.

'Bellamy?' She rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

'The one and only.' Clarke grinned. No, she definitely wasn't seeing things. She was glad to see he hadn't lost his humour after all these years.

'You okay Clarke? You look like you could throw up every moment now.'

'I'm fine. Nothing I can't handle. Just give me a minute or two.'

'Stubborn as always I see. I would come and help you up, but,' he held his hands up to show that there were shackles around his wrists and the chain of them was attached to the ground ',I'm not going anywhere.'

Clarke looked at her own hands, but there were no chains around them. She could move freely.

'Let me see those wounds,' she said, as she dragged herself closer to Bellamy. She remembered the sight of his raw wrists from before. It must hurt like hell.

Once she was next to him and wanted to take a look at his hands she was pulled inside a hug. Strong arms came around her and she was pulled against his chest. Without having to think about it she did the same and threw her hands around Bellamy. She felt how he nuzzled his face in the side of her neck.

'I thought you were dead Clarke.'

The sound of his whispering voice right next to her ear send a shiver down her spine. She grabbed the back of his shirt, what was left of it anyway.

'I'm sorry Clarke. For leaving you behind.'

Clarke pulled Bellamy back so she could look at him. His eyes were sad and full of guilt.

'No. Don't,' she said as she put her hands on both sides of his face. He looked the same as six years ago, with the exception of stubbles that started to grow on his chin and lower cheeks because he could not shave. 'I don't blame you Bellamy. You did the right thing. We did the right thing.'

Bellamy had closed his eyes and let his head fall so it rested on her shoulder. Clarke hands found his hair and she started stroking it. Bellamy who had always been so strong in her eyes was now leaning on her and she didn't mind it.

They sat like that for a couple of minutes. Just taking in each other's presence, taking in the fact they both had survived and that after all this time they had found each other again.

It was Clarke that pulled back first.

'You're hurting,' she said as she studied his face that was bruised and his wrists that were clearly raw from the chains ', why do you always have to be so stubborn and fight everyone. You always act with your hearth, never with your brain. That's what gets you in situations like this.'

'Well princess. If you haven't noticed yet, you're here too. So guess you started thinking with your hearth as well instead of that pretty brain of yours.'

Clarke's eyes shot up. Princess. She hadn't heard that nickname for a very long time. She used to hate it when people called her princes, but right now she welcomed that name.

'I did handle with my brain for your record, because I wanted to get inside of here. It just didn't went as planned, but nothing is lost yet. And did you just call me pretty?' She grinned at Bellamy.

'Don't jump to conclusions princess. I called your brain pretty. I didn't say anything about your … physical appearance.' She saw him swallowing hard and averting his eyes from her, what made Clarke grin even more.

'Why would you want to get taken prison by these people?'

'Because I needed a person on the inside and I didn't wanted to risk Madi's life so I came myself.'

'Madi?' Clarke almost forgot that Bellamy wouldn't know who Madi was. The girl had been the only thing that had kept her fighting for the last years. For her it seemed natural to think about Madi as something that was there and would never leave in her life. It was so normal to have Madi in her life that she almost forgot that Bellamy wouldn't have a clue who she was.

'She's also a nightblood. I found her five years ago. Well, actually she found me. You'll love her.'

'Make sure that I'll have to thank her when I see her,' Bellamy said with a smile.

'For what?'

'For looking after you, for being with you for five years so you weren't alone. I'm glad to know that you had someone next to you.'

She loved that about Bellamy. Most of the time he was all jokes and arrogance, but then his soft side came out. With only few words, or even just a glance, he could express how much he cared about a person. Sometimes she wished she could do the same. When she tried to express her feelings or be empathic she was more awkward than anything else.

'She's a big fan of you, so I'm sure she'll be very glad when you thank her.'

'so does that mean you talked about me with her?'

'Before you feel privileged, I talked about all of you to her. About Raven, Monty, Harper, Jasper, Finn, Lexa, Octavia and even Murphy.'

When Octavia's name fell she could see on Bellamy's face what he was going to ask.

'No Bellamy. I haven't seen your sister yet. I tried to get to the bunker, but there was too much debris to get to the entrance. But we both know Octavia. She'll be fine. She'll find a way out of there.'

Bellamy nodded, but she knew Bellamy good enough to know he would be worried about Octavia until he saw her again with his own eyes.

'So your plan was to get inside of here,' Bellamy started, obviously to get the subject away from his sister ', but how do you plan on getting out of here?'

'Madi will create a distraction. In the lab were still some barrels with rocket fuel. The plan was that to create a distraction so most of the people would be out of here and we could escape. We got five days to come up with a way to prepare our escape.'

Bellamy was taking in the plan.

'I know this isn't the best plan I ever had, but it was the only way. We still got time to come up with something for when the explosion won't draw them into the woods.' Clarke was defending the plan, only because now after finding out that Adkin knew about her and Madi and her lies she wasn't so sure herself that it would work.

'We'll figure something out. Like we always do.'

She smiled at Bellamy. He was right. They had been faced with bigger challenges and they had survived them so they would survive this.

Instead of starting to work out a plan Bellamy asked questions about Clarke's life on the ground. She wanted to tell him about her life. She needed him to know what had happened and how she had send messages every day, in the hope that one day she would get a response. After some time she noticed that she was getting sleepy and losing focus of what she was saying. Like it was only natural Bellamy pulled her closer so she was sitting against his chest with her back. She let her head lean back so she could use his shoulder as a pillow. It was better than sleeping on the cold metal floor. Much better. The heat from his body made the cold in the room more bearable and after some time she fell asleep.


I know that there isn't a lot of romance and lovey-dovey stuff, but I want to build there relationship. In my mind it's only natural that it will take time to get to know each other again after not seeing one another for 6 years. Since they both went trough a great deal they're both changed people so I want them to start from a certain point and not just jump to the good stuff. Plus, I love me some good tension ;)

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