I do not own any characters, plots, or anything else pertaining to "The 100". This chapter will feature Clarke's P.O.V. and her perspective on Bellamy's changed relationship with their new guests. In addition, this chapter will also set the main plot of the story, expect some dangerous waters ahead for everyone. I hope you continue to enjoy this story. As always, thanks for following/favoriting and commenting.
Chapter 7
Danger Ahead
Clarke wakes up the next morning and reaches out next to the empty space beside her. She expected him to be here with her, especially after everything they had talked about the previous night. Clarke slowly gets up from bed and walks out into the hallway. As she does so, the sound of laughter fills her ears. Clarke's surprised at the sound, considering they haven't had much to smile about lately. Between the impending doom of Praimfya and fighting to survive, they've barely had a chance to breathe. Clarke begins to walk down the hallway to the lower level, curious about the sudden shift in atmosphere.
As she starts descending the stairs, she hears a familiar laugh, and it makes her stop. "Slow down there Mark, there's enough to go around." His voice warms her heart and somehow, she finds her feet moving again. When she finally reaches the bottom step, she heads towards the makeshift eating area that's been set up, and spots Bellamy at the table with their three new arrivals. Clarke is stunned to see him smiling and laughing with the same kids he hadn't trusted the day before. She wonders what happened for him to act this way.
Clarke watches in awe, as Bellamy holds Mark in his lap, while the little boy eats his breakfast. She loves when Bellamy is like this, gentle and strong, all heart. "Are you just going to stand there and gawk at us all day Earth Girl or are you going to join us?" Clarke is knocked out of her thoughts by Lily and a wave of embarrassment washes over her. She makes a mental note not to be so transparent around her. Bellamy turns, and his eyes follow her all the way over to the table. Her heart does a somersault in response and it's still hard for her to believe that he's looking at her like that. With so much love and emotion.
As Clarke takes her seat across from Bellamy, her eyes finally meet his. He gives her a smirk, just as Mark's voice echoes through the air. "Watch this Bellamy." Bellamy's eyes reluctantly leave Clarke's, as he turns his attention to the boy on his lap. She watches as Mark takes his spoon and flicks his breakfast towards Bellamy. The glop hits him right in the middle of his forehead and Clarke can't help but smile. Bellamy looks down at the boy with a frown on his face and she sees Mark cower away from him in fear.
Just as Mark starts to make his escape, a smirk comes over Bellamy's face, and he starts to tickle the boy. Clarke's smile grows wider at how unburdened Bellamy is at this moment. She wishes he never would have endured the hell they had on Earth, that he would have had the chance to be happy and carefree like this. As Bellamy begins chasing Mark around the table, the power suddenly shuts off. Clarke's heart stops as her eyes peer around in the darkness. "Bellamy." After a few moments, she feels a warm hand touch the top of hers. "I'm fine. Is everyone else alright?" Clarke can hear shuffling around her. "I've still got Katie; do you have Mark?" Another few moments of shuffling around in the darkness occurs before she hears Bellamy curse under his breath. "He was right here a minute ago." The whole room goes silent and she can feel fear seep into the atmosphere.
Clarke can vaguely hear footsteps in the distance and prays that they aren't intruders. At this moment, she wishes she had one of Bellamy's rifles back on Earth. She tries to steady her breathing, hoping that they aren't detected in the room. If they are intruders, they'll need the upper hand. "Check everywhere, this is where their ship docked." Clarke takes in the man's words and realizes that their looking for the children. She wonders why these people are chasing them, considering all their people were dead. A scream suddenly pierces the room and Clarke's blood runs cold. She hears quite a bit of shuffling before the screaming stops. Clarke feels Bellamy squeeze her hand in his and she knows that he's about to charge their intruders. "Well, well, well. It looks like we found one of them. Are you Mark Peters?" Silence overtakes the room and Clarke has to fight the urge to fight back herself.
After a few moments, a hearty laugh fills the room. "Very good, son." More shuffling sounds through the room and Clarke tries to steady her rapid heartbeat. "By order of Captain Tate, Mark Peters, Katherine Lawrence, and Lilian Sanders are under arrest for stealing the ship intended for the Chosen Children." Confusion washes over her at the man's words. Had Lily lied about being the Commander's daughter? Clarke feels the absence of Bellamy's hand in hers and her heart stops because she knows what he's about to do. "You're not taking them." Another silent moment passes and her breath catches. "Who the hell are you?" Clarke hears the click of the gun and once again she has to fight the urge to attack.
She trusts Bellamy to do what's right, even if it's not the way she'd do it. "That's not important. Tell your Commander that their staying here with my people. If he has a problem with that, he can speak to me over the radio." The room starts erupting in laughter and increasing fear grips at her. "My Commander has the power to ensure that your supply of oxygen and source of electricity won't be reinstated." Clarke wishes she could talk this out with Bellamy right now, but she knows there's no time. "Your bluffing." Another chuckle from rings out. "I wish I was kid, but my Commander is capable of doing just about anything, if he doesn't get his way." The confidence in the man's voice makes her shiver and she's at a loss at what to do.
Clarke hears Bellamy sigh to himself and she knows that he's having an inward battle on what to do right now. So, she does the only thing she can to calm him at this moment, she reaches out to grab his hand. It's something she's done all these years and something she'll continue to do until the day she dies. "So, what's it gonna be, kid?" Clarke squeezes his hand having nothing but faith in him. She knows whatever his decision, she'll be here to support him, and they'll figure it out together.
