Hey guys! Right now I don't have inspiration to write something but it's a good thing I forgot to post this one...!


Friendship is not a big thing...

It's a million little things.

Little over 13 years old Bellamy is riding his bike down the hill when he spotted a blonde girl stopped on the side of the road with her bike.

He sees her throwing her bike to the ground, folding her hands to her chest and decides to stop and ask if she need any help.

He slowly presses the breaks and lands a leg on the ground as his bike stops. The girl turns to the sound of Bellamy's breaks. She is angry, Bellamy thinks just by looking at her face.

"Great, that's the last thing I wanted." she whispers to herself, turning back to her bike.

Bellamy get off his bike and walks to her, looking at a small scratch on the back of her shoulder.

"Are you okay?" he asks while stepping towards the girl.

"I could be better without you." she snaps and moving to lift her bike again.

"If you need any help- maybe I could help you." he ignores her comment, still trying his best to stay polite towards her.

"Do you know about bikes?" she finally turns and looks at him. For a moment she thinks that she knows him from somewhere but she is too angry to think about it.

"I know some things. What happened?" he asks and stands next to her, taking her bike from her hands.

"I was going down the hill when I lost my balance and fell. When I stood up and walked to my bike, I found out that the front tire was flat. .

Hearing this Bellamy knew what happened. He kneels down, raising the bike with one hand and with the other spins the wheel till he finds what he was looking for. The tire has a small hole and that's where the air escaped.

He let the bike touch the ground again and then stands up. Cleaning his now dusty knees, he turns to the girl and smiles.

"First of all, are you okay? You have a few scratches from the fall." he comments. One on her shoulder, one on her right knee in which he saw while he was at ground level and one on her wrist he saw a second before.

"Yeah I fine. It's only some scratches. I didn't hit my head or break anything, if that's what you're asking." she answers and unfold her hands. "So? Is he going to live doctor?"

Bellamy laughs at her question and then smiles. "Yeah. It just a hole on the tire." he explains. "I think that you must have hit a sharp rock while you were riding down the hill and made a hole, freeing the air from inside. Hitting that rock and the flat tire made you fall."

"Wow. You should be a detective when you grow up." the blonde said sounding surprised.

"I will think about it." Bellamy jokes and smiles again. "What were you doing here anyway? We are an hour from the nearest town." he stated.

"None of your business boy and-"

"Bellamy."

"Anyway. And yes I know we are one hour from Ark City, I live there." she says angrily again. And Bellamy thought he had calmed her down...

"Really? I live there too." he says.

"Good for you. That means you know the way there. You can go." she answers and turns back to her bike.

Bellamy hesitated for a moment. Was it better to leave her or offer more help?

"Look," he says and grab her arm, making her to look at him, "it's getting dark and without a bike it will take more that three hours to get home. Let me ride you home and tomorrow we can go buy you a new tire and come back to fix your bike." he finish and let go of her.

Clarke thinks about it for a moment. "Are you willing to carry me to the city?"

"Yeah? If it's okay with you I don't-"

"No one ever offers me help." she smiles, "thank you!" and throws her arm around his neck, hugging him tight.

Bellamy never thought that this will happen but he smiles and hugged her back, "Your welcome."

When she lets go of him, Bellamy looks at her and says "With one condition."

"What?" she asks and starts rethinking their agreement.

"I want to know the name of the girl I'm going to get safe home." he jokes and both let a small laugh.

"Clarke." she gives her hand and Bellamy shook it.

"Nice to meet you Clarke." he steps back, "Your ride is this way." he waves to his bike while bent a little bit down, just like the a waitress at a rich restaurants.

It took them two hours to get home when usually Bellamy does it in one and a half. Clarke wasn't that heavy and Bellamy was lifting both of their weight and it was hard in some points.

When they reached the town, they found out that they lived near each other. In which, they discovered that there is only one block between them. The next day, Bellamy picked up Clarke from her house, went to the only bike store in Ark City and bought a new tire and then went back to Clarke's bike in the middle of nowhere.


"I'm so sorry!" Clarke runs from the corner and almost falls when she tries to lift herself and kiss Bellamy on his check.

"It's alright. I get used to it." he jokes.

They were supposed to meet at park fifteen minutes ago but Clarke was late. Again.

It's been a month since they met each other and they became good friends. Living almost next to each other made it easier to them to hang out more.

"I had a fight with my parents and we were yelling at each other and I didn't realize what time it was till I saw that I had to be gone already and-"

"Clarke, it's okay. Really. I haven't been waiting that long. I've been like five minutes." he lied but he had no problem to. If it could make Clarke feel better it was for good.

"So, what happened?" he asks and starts walking, Clarke next to him.

"I asked my parents to go to Finn's party this Friday and they said no." she turns to Bellamy. "Aren't they horrible?"

He laughs because he knows she doesn't mean it. "At least you were invited." he answers instead and looks at her for a moment.

"Ah- um-," she wished that she never told him about the party but what happened, happened. She can't change the past. "At least now I know with who I'm going to have fun on Friday night." she nudge his shoulder with hers and Bellamy chocks a laugh and smile at her.

"I will accept your offer but only if I pick a movie this time." he teases.

"Fine. But it was my turn." she comments.

"I know! But the last one! God! It was terrible! I won't let you pick again. Ever again"

"No, it wasn't!" she says and Bellamy immediately stops, he fold his hands against his chest and glares at her. Clarke tried to fight him but she never won this kind of fight, "Fine! It was terrible! Okay?" she snaps throwing both arms around Bellamy's waist and pushing him to keep walking. When he did, she let go one hand and says, "I'm sorry I made you waste two hours of your precious life Bellamy."

He laughs and free his arm from Clarke's, bringing it up around her shoulder, "You're forgiven." and Clarke smiles. "Again." he whispers and earns a slap to his shoulder.


It's Monday afternoon and Clarke is studying when her phone buzz and earns her attention. Octavia's name appears on her screen and she opens Bellamy's sister's message.

"We're at the hospital. Bellamy had an accident. HE IS OKAY!"

Clarke freezes. She wants to run to her bike and go find him but her brain is not obeying.

Yes, Octavia said that he is okay but it can be a lie. She turns to her phone, typing quickly a message to Octavia and turns to get dressed.

"I'm on my way. Room number please?"

"208"

It took her three minutes to get ready and ten more to get to the hospital.

She runs down the hallways and fined the door with number 208. She slowly opens it and find out Octavia sitting next to a sleeping Bellamy.

Octavia turns to the sound of opening door and smiles when she sees Clarke in the door way. Clarke smiles back.

"What happened?" she whispers while approaching his bed.

"He was going home with his bike and some bastard passed his red light and hit Bellamy." Octavia explains and turns to her brother.

"What did the doctors said?" Clarke asked next, worry building up inside her.

"He is going to be fine. He was very lucky. Only some scars, nothing broken." she smiles back to Clarke. "He was waiting for you to come, 'I won't sleep because I only can ensure her that I'm okay. She won't believe you. And don't tell her I said this.' he said but his eyes closed five minutes ago." Octavia confesses and Clarke turns and smiles at his sleeping form.

"He is such a jerk." Clarke jokes and Octavia stands up.

"I have to go home and bring him some clean clothes. Can you-"

"I'll stay. Of course." Clarke answers before even Octavia ask her.

"Thanks. If he wakes up tell him that I'll be back soon." the younger Blake whispers and kisses Clarke's check, and hugging her tight.

"Of course I'll tell him." Clarke whispers above Octavia's shoulder while they hug. Before Octavia closed the door behind her, Clarke calls her name.

"Thank you for letting me know."

"Of course. You're his only friend Clarke. I wouldn't tell you" and Octavia then closed the door.

Thirty minutes later Bellamy opens his eyes and sees Clarke sitting next to him. He clears his throat and Clarke turns to the sound.

"Hey, how do you feel?" she asks and stroke his shoulder.

"Like a car hit me." he jokes and lift himself, his back is now on his pillow. Clarke helps and sits next to him again.

"How long have you been here? I was waiting-"

"I know. Octavia told me." she stops him, "And don't worry. I brought with me the stupid book you made me read." she points to the book in her lap.

"Stupid, huh?" he smiles, "Then you won't mind if I tell you that Mary and Nickolas will get together? Chapter 19."

"Bellamy!" she snaps and hit him on his shoulder with the book. "You're such a jerk! I haven't read chapter 19!"

"Oops..." he whispers and earns another slap on his shoulder.

Two days later, Bellamy is allowed to go home. Luckily for him, it was Friday when he had the accident, so Clarke and Octavia were with him all weekend.


Clarke is getting out of the shower when she sees Bellamy sitting on her bed.

They know each other for three years now; they have seen each other in their underwear already. So when Clarke saw him in her room and she had only a towel around her body she doesn't mind.

"Hello there." she says and throws her hair to the side, drying it with another towel.

"Hi." he answers and leans back, supporting his weight on his hands.

"What brings you here?" she asks and after she finishes with her hair she leans down and kisses his cheek.

"You remember that we have to be at Lincoln's in an hour, right?" he wipes the drops on his face from Clarke's wet hair.

"Fuck." she turns at him and smile, in which her lips reaches her ears, "It's for today?"

"Oh yeah..." he sits up and grabs her arm, "What happened here?" he asks and taps a small bruise in her arm.

"Ouch!" she says and frees her hand. "It's nothing. Just a bruise." she walks to her wardrobe and open it.

"What happen? Clarke?" he asks again and follows her. "If it was nothing, you would have told me." he says while Clarke picks a tee shirt and shorts and walk back to her bed, throwing her cloths on it.

"Turn." she says and looks at Bellamy.

"I will turn if you tell me!" he snaps and crosses his arms to his chest.

"Fine! Now turn around!" she watches as Bellamy turns to her window and stares outside.

"I was getting some coffee today. When I got out Bill and Emily stood in front of me. Bill grabbed my arm and pushed me to the parking lot next to the cafeteria. They cornered me and Emily said to leave you alone. And then they left." she says and put her blue tee shirt on.

"Leave me alone?" he asks. He wants to turn and talk to her face to face but he can't.

"Yeah you know..." she puts her shorts on with a little jump.

"No? What does she mean?" Bellamy asks confused.

"She thinks we're together! She wants me to back off!" Clarke explains, "You can turn."

"Really? She likes me?" Bellamy questioned.

"That's what I thought too! How could she like you?" she jokes.

"Thanks sweetheart." Bellamy says and then walks by her, helping her dry her hair once and for all.

Next day Clarke saw Bill with a black eye and chocked a laugh. Bill saw her and changed road, hiding his eye from her.


It's Sunday and Bellamy has a basketball match. He had invited Clarke and Octavia to come and see the match.

It was fun for both of them. They were yelling and screaming Bellamy's name. He was on fire that day. He had over 20 points on his shoulders and keeps scoring.

At some point Clarke saw a player from the other team hitting Bellamy's side with his elbow. The referee didn't see it and when Bellamy told him, he did nothing.

They lost the match by 5 points and the two girls were waiting on Bellamy to get out. When he did, both of them smiled, knowing that he wanted them to win and walked towards him.

Octavia goes first and kiss Bellamy's cheek and Clarke comes next and hugs him. He jumps when Clarke touches his bruised side.

"Sorry. Are you okay?" she asks and raises his tee shirt and comes face to face with the black and blue spot on his side.

She hears someone laugh behind them and turns to see the jerk that hit Bellamy. She smiles and let go of Bellamy's tee shirt, walking towards the blonde-blue-eyes-tall guy.

Without even looking at him, she throws her coffee on his white shirt.

"Oops. It was an accident." she smiles, "But I'm not sorry." and turns her back to him and walks back to the Blake's, who were busted out laughing. When they finished with the laughing the three of them walked out of the gym, Clarke turns one last time and see the guy trying to clean his tee shirt.


It was maybe the saddest day of Clarke's life. Bellamy received a message from her in 3 am, Monday.

"My dad had a car accident. I'm in the hospital with my mum. Can you come?"

Seeing this message, Bellamy immediately jumps off his bed, puts some pants and a tee shirt on and runs down the stairs. He left a note for Octavia saying that he left early and to call him as soon as possible.

He knows Clarke for five years now and he had met her parent in the first two months.

Bellamy ran to their garage and unlocks his bike. It took him eight minutes to reach the hospital.

He parked his bike to the side of the road and runs inside the building.

"Jake Griffin." he says and the nurse gives him directions to where they have him.

Sprinting to his destination, Bellamy sees Clarke at the end of the hallway sitting on a chair, her head buried to her palms.

Walking slowly now, Bellamy reaches the two Griffin's. Abby saw him first because she was leaning on the wall, staring at the closed door in front of her. She smiles and the Bellamy turns his attention to Clarke.

"Clarke?" he whispers and she snaps her head up. Red eyes staring at him. He kneels in front of her and she buries her wet tears streaked face to the crook of his neck, new tears wet his shirt.

He strokes the back of her head and keeps whispering "Don't worry.", "He is going to be fine.", "Don't worry." and keeps stroking her hair. "I'm here now."

Ten minutes later, she calms down again and raises her head from his shoulder. He wipes her tears away and sits next to her, bringing her to rest her head to his shoulder again.

It was something more than an hour later that the doctor came out of the surgery room and tells them that Jake didn't make it.

Bellamy feels the girl in his arms melt. He sees her trying to breathe. He turns to Abby and sees her staring at the floor, trying to find something to herself catch before she falls to the floor.

Clarke stands up and starts running away. Bellamy stands up too, looking from Abby to Clarke and back to Abby.

"Go. She needs you." she says to him and Bellamy nods.

Immediately his runs towards Clarke. Thankfully he can still see her through the crowd. He follows her outside the hospital and stops her just on the edge of the road.

Bellamy turns Clarke to him and traps her between his arms not even letting her go.

"Clarke, I'm sorry." he whispers and Clarke pushes him away, trying to free herself. "Please calm down." he says next and more tears roll down her face, "I'm here. Please don't go." and with that Clarke's legs give out, bringing both of them to the ground.

"I'm right here Clarke. Don't worry. Everything is going to be okay." he strokes with one hand her back and with the other her hair.

"No Bellamy." Clarke finally speaks, "My dad is dead! Nothing can be okay again Bellamy." she shouts and fist his shirt, "Nothing." she whispers.

"Don't say that Clarke." he feels his eyes now filling with tears, "I'm here, you're not alone." he tighten his hug, "We will get through this together." and with that Clarke cries till she sleeps in Bellamy's arms in the middle of the hospital entrance.

Bellamy picks her up and starts walking to her house. Half an hour later, he settles her into her bed, still sleeping, and texts to Abby.

"We're in her room. She is okay. She is sleeping."

"Thank you Bellamy. I'm talking about the funeral now. Can you stay with her till she wakes up?"

"Of course. Don't worry about her."

The first week was awful for her. She didn't want to go out, she didn't want to eat, she didn't want to do anything. She spent all day, lying on her bed, crying her eyes out.

Bellamy was with her most of the time. Abby gave him the guest room to sleep in at night but he always end up next to her.

It took him five days to make her eat and one and a half weeks to take her out of her room.

Yeah, he never thought he could ever see her that broken. He knew that she loved her father but it was too much for him.

They had a fight one day but Bellamy didn't leave the house.

"That's enough Clarke!" he yells, "You're having been closed in your room for almost two weeks! It's time to get out."

"No! You don't get to tell you what to do Bellamy." she yells back and threw a pillow to him. "If you're bored of me you can go. I don't want you to be here if you don't want to!"

"That's not what I'm saying Clarke and you know it. I'm here because I want to be there for you. Because you need me!" he threw the pillow he had caught before. "And this is why I'm telling you should go and see the outside world for a moment!"

"Nothing will change." Clarke whispers.

"Nothing will change anyway Clarke. What happened, it can't be undone." he sits next to her on her bed. "This is not what your dad would have wanted for you to do." and he knew the moment he said that, that it was a bad idea.

"Don't play this card Bellamy!" she snaps again, sitting up from her bed and staring at the window. "Go!"

Bellamy slowly stands up he stares at Clarke for a moment and then walks towards the door. But before he leaves he says, "I will be down with your mum if you want me for anything." and leaves her alone with her thoughts.

Three hours later she walked down and found Bellamy sleeping on their couch. She cleared her throat and Bellamy immediately wakes up.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" she asked and Bellamy smiled


Six months after Jake's death Clarke turns eighteen. They don't make anything special. They rent a movie and spent the night on the couch laughing and yelling at the comedy they picked.

When the movie is over, Clarke lies down on his lap and turns to stares at him.

She mouths a 'thank you' and smiles. Bellamy says "Together" and leans down to kiss her forehead. Clarke closes her eyes as his lips is touching her forehead, battling her tears not to come out, remembering her dad that was doing the same thing.

Next morning, Abby found them sleeping on the couch. She smiled and worked her way back to her bedroom. They were lucky. It was the weekend again.


Two months later, Bellamy turns nineteen and takes both Clarke and Octavia to a bar to have some fun.

He tried not to be the big brother and overprotective friend but both girls were drunk from the first glass of whisky.

He took them back to their house, laying them on Octavia's double bed. He then texted Abby, letting her know they are back and then moved to the girls.

He takes their shoes off, then their jackets and finally threw two blankets on top of them. They were already asleep.

He leans down, one kiss on their forehead and then goes to his room. It wasn't much for a birthday party but seeing Clarke laughing and joking over an hour? It was worth it. Healing takes time and he can wait as long as she wants to.

Next morning both girls wake up with a terrible headache and they end up spending another day at home. It was worth it, he thinks again.


Bellamy was very happy for Clarke. And a year and some months after her dad's death, she met a boy named Robert.

Even though he hated that some of their time Clarke used it to hang out with Robert, he was happy that she could go back to her life.

But meeting the guy changed his mind. He asked and searched for him and found out some "bad' things. He tried to tell Clarke but she was already in love with him.

Two months later Clarke and Robert got together and one month after that they broke up.

"Can you come and pick me from the Van's coffee?"

Bellamy now has a truck that they had in their garage for years.

"I thought you were with Robert."

"Yeah... I WAS with Robert in more than one way. Can you come or should I take the bus?"

"I'm coming."

And ten minutes later Clarke opens the passenger door and storms inside.

"What happened?" Bellamy asks and looked at her.

"He broke up with me." Clarke snaps, "Can we go home now?"

Bellamy starts driving and looking for a moment at Clarke every three seconds, then back to road.

"Will you tell me why?" he breaks the silence.

"Why? To tell me 'I told you'?" even though Clarke tries to be strong, deep inside her she wants to cry.

"No. To know why I'm going to kill him." Bellamy says and look at her, "No one hurts you or Octavia and get away it" says Bellamy and Clarke laughs.

"I told you. He broke up with me. I know it's not enough for you." she jokes when a small smile forms on her lips.

You're the only one who always makes me smile when I'm down, Clarke thinks while staring at Bellamy driving.

"And you don't know why he broke up with you?" he asks a minute later.

"It's silly thing. You really don't want to know." Clarke answers and looks out from the window.

"Please tell me! I'm dying to know why he is so silly and let go a girl like you." he teases and Clarke slap his shoulder.

Some minutes later Bellamy stops in front of her house and turned to Clarke, his back towards his window.

Clarke stays in the car and staring at her lap.

"So?" Bellamy tries again and Clarke turns to look at him.

"He asked me to spend less time with you.'You're just too close with this Bellamy guy and I don't like it. I don't like him' he said and I was staring at him like 'what the hell did he just say right now?'" Clarke confesses but not be able to look straight at Bellamy again.

"Clarke, I-"

"And I told him that you're my best friend and there was no way I stop seeing you even if they were threatening me with a gun and then he broke up with me. That's all." she finishes and looked up at him.

Clarke could see the guilt he feels written in his eyes and this is why she didn't want to tell him.

"Maybe I could talk to him and-"

"No Bellamy. He doesn't deserve my attention again. He is just another wrong choice in my life, that's all." she cuts him again. She believes what she told him. Robert belongs to her past.

"I'm sorry." it's all he says and he knows it's more than enough for her.

Clarke turns her back to him and falls back, right into his lap, facing the ceiling and playing with the edge of his sleeve. "I lost my dad. I'm not willing to lose you too Bellamy."

Bellamy smiles to her words, already playing with her hair and staring down at her, "I'm not planning on leaving anyway."

She smiles and then they stare at each other. "So I have seen in the movies that when every girl that breaks up gets to buys a box of ice cream and eat with friends while watching romantic movies..." Bellamy jokes and Clarke can already taste her favorite ice cream in her mouth.


Bellamy was ill for a second time this month, and staying with him, Clarke had no other choice but to take care of him.

They had moved out of Ark City to Polis to be near their college. Clarke went to Art of History classes and Bellamy to Mythology classes.

It's the third day that Bellamy is on bed with a little bit of fever but as Clarke repeats to him: "You're okay Bellamy. Stop being a baby." every time he asks her to save him.

It's 3 pm and Clarke rushes in Bellamy's room and came face to face with a dark room. She finds Bellamy sleeping, his blanket on the floor and his pillow between his legs.

"WAKE UP BELLAMY!" she shouts and Bellamy jumps alerted.

"What- what happened? Are you okay?" he asks with one breath and then spotted Clarke walking towards the windows.

Relief filled him and with a groan falls back to his bed. "Jesus Clarke. You scared me to death!" and stares at the ceiling.

Clarke pushes the curtains on the windows to the side and let some light come inside. Bellamy groans when the light blinds him and covers his face with his pillow. "I hate you." he says with his face buried to the pillow.

"If you hate me, I should not give you the notes I took from Mike." she teases and sits on the edge of his double bad.

"What?!" Bellamy lifts himself to his elbow, letting his pillow fall to his chest.

"What? I didn't say anything..."

"Clarke!" he snaps and throws his pillow at her.

"You feeling better?" she shifts herself next to him and hands him the pillow again. Bellamy takes it and places it below his head while falling back again.

"Yeah. But the fever is still getting to me." he brings one hand behind his head and lifts it more so he can look at Clarke.

"Don't worry. I brought something for it. By tomorrow you'll be fine." he takes him two times and stands up.

"You said you took notes from the classes I missed. How?" Bellamy's eyes follow Clarke.

"I nicely asked for them?"

"And Mike just gave them to you? He takes the best notes in class and he never gives them to others!" he sits crossed legs on his bed, tilting his head to the side to avoid the light coming through the window.

"I know but you never tried really short shorts and a tinny shirt with your belly exposed and barely covering your bubs." she laughs in the image of Bellamy wearing her clothes and touching Mike like she did.

"Clarke!" now he sits up and fold his hands against his chest, really angry with Clarke's actions. "Did he touch you?"

"No somewhere you haven't touch." she smiles and now moves to make his bed.

"What does that mean?" he grabs her shoulder and turns her to look at him. If he stares into her eyes he can tell if she says the truth of lies.

"God, Bellamy! My shoulder once and my waist. Uh! And my fingers while I took the noted from his hand. Okay?" she answers and smiles.

"You're telling the truth?" he asks again. He does even want to think Mike touching Clarke in places he hasn't touched. Not for his shake.

"Yes. Don't worry." she assured him but the worry still was visible in his eyes.

"So he just gave you his notes without wanting anything back?" Bellamy feels like he is missing something.

"Well, he invited me to his house tonight and I couldn't say no, so-"

"THERE IS NO WAY I'M LETTING YOU GO TO HIS HOUSE! HE WILL TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU AND-"

"Bellamy calm down!" Clarke caresses his bare chest, "I was joking. He didn't ask for something." Clarke stops him, watching as his eyes takes fire.

"Stop doing this Clarke! It's not funny!" Bellamy shouts and pushes her hands away and puts the 'I'm mad at you but tell me how your day was sweetheart?' face on.

"It is for me." she whispers and Bellamy slaps her back as she walks towards the door. "I brought lunch for me and breakfast for you." she says and goes to the kitchen, leaving Bellamy in his room alone still playing 'I am mad now' game.

"Lunch?" he yells so she can hear him from kitchen.

"Spaghetti." she answers from the other side of their apartment.

"Mine!" he yells again and run to the kitchen, taking the plate from her hands and taking a big bite of her lunch. He can hear Clarke laughing behind him and turn to smile at her with his mouth full of spaghetti.

Watching Bellamy being again a baby she thinks that what makes their friendship so special is all these little moments with him.

Like this one. He is burning up with fever and still makes her laugh. Or when he spent nights after nights at home with her, watching movies because she was too lazy to go, or when he takes care of every guy that flirts with her in bars, or helping her study and they end up watching another documentary of his, or taking care of him when he gets sick and many other moments that the others can't see.

And she thinks the same thing while they're together and remembering their argument where they just confused their feelings while yelling at each other.

And when she comes back from work and has to face a big Bellamy and two other smaller and blonde Bellamys running all over their house and welcoming her home.


So? What do you think? The truth is that I really didn't know if I wanted them to end up together or stop it as "best friends". I was thinking about it at least 15 minutes but as you have read, I made them family. (I can't say no to Blake family!)

Also, I started a new story called "Bring Guns" and it's a spies/secret agents themed fic. Because I love action movies and shows I thought it would be good to write something like that. Check it out if you need some action on your life ;)