Sorry Sorry Sorry. I know I'm terrible. I've just been catching up with house mates and starting second year of uni (I know its no excuse). I will try to be better.
"Cabins," Clarke said as she walked into Bellamy's tent.
"What?" he asked as he looked up from the map he had laid out on the table. The Grounders who had been helping the 100 hunt were staying at their own village from now on after teaching Bellamy all they knew. He was planning hunting trips but keeping in the boundaries set when Clarke burst into his tent with more energy than he had ever since her have before.
"A way to show we are permanent we need to build cabins. It will also help with protecting against the cold," explained Clarke.
Bellamy nodded "So what are you planning," he turned to lean against the table giving Clarke his full attention.
"I thought we could start with a meeting hall where we could all move into then build cabins for four or five people in each then the meeting hall could be used for well meetings and eating. We would build more so eventually everyone could have their own cabin but for now they will have to share."
"It's a good idea, draw up the plans and we will start building them, the meeting hall first. I will also announce it and people can start decide who they want to live with," Bellamy smiled.
"I'll start on the plans then," Clarke went to walk out of Bellamy's tent when he grabbed her arm and twirled her around pulling her into his chest wrapping his arms around her waist kissing her softly.
"And what about you Princess?" he asked.
"What about me?"
"You will be sharing a cabin with me and seeing as we are leaders we should get a cabin to ourselves. Our cabin should also have extra guest rooms which won't be hard as we will have the same size cabin as everyone else but only use one room."
Clarke raised her eyebrows they had only been together since yesterday wasn't it a bit soon to be talking about having a cabin together but then Clarke knew that Bellamy would want to make his claim on her clear to the camp and as the leaders of the camp they would have ended up sharing anyway.
"Who says we will be sharing a room?" Clarke teased him.
Bellamy smirked as his eyes darkened. "I do. You may be a Princess but I'm the King and what I say goes." He leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss before pulling away and burying his head in the crook of her shoulder. Even though she had only woken up with him twice she was quickly learning that that was his favourite place to rest his head.
"Bellamy…" Clarke attempted to say strictly but it came out as more of a sigh.
"Clarke you're not going to win this argument. We would share a cabin anyway you know that," Bellamy mumbled against her neck.
"Okay we will share a cabin."
"And a room." Clarke could feel Bellamy's smile against her neck.
Clarke sighed but did not reply she pulled away, smiled at him and said while leaving "I'll start on the plans."
Clarke walked into the med-bay on the drop ship and saw Faith sorting the medical supplies. Clarke was sad that they would not be around as often as before she would miss Faith as they had become good friends. She saw Lincoln hovering in the corner of the drop ship as well he had still not spoken to Bellamy though Bellamy had calmed down from yesterday morning. There were no injuries at the moment so Clarke pulled out some paper that was found in the bunker and pencil before leaning on the table and staring on the plans for cabins. Curiosity got the better of both Faith and Lincoln as both made their way over to look over Clarke's shoulder.
"Cabins," Clarke simply said turning her head to look at them.
"Clever," Lincoln nodded at the sketch of the meeting hall and the general cabins.
"Thanks. It will help with the cold nights. The plan is build the meeting hall first and all move into it while we build the cabins."
"You're becoming a little village," Faith laughed.
Clarke hummed as she turned back to her sketches adding a few details.
"Do any of you know how to build cabins?" Clarke asked with her back to Faith and Lincoln.
"Not really, we mainly stick to caves and huts. What you have designed is more of a house than we have but stick with your idea it will make you different," answered Faith.
Bellamy then strolled into the drop ship to check on the designs that Clarke was making. He froze when he saw Lincoln and the two men glared at each other.
"Oh for god's sake," moaned Clarke as she jumped up and reached for Faith "You two are going to talk. Do we need to stay in here to make sure you don't kill each other or will you behave?"
"We will behave," Bellamy muttered.
Nodding Clarke and Faith left the drop ship to give them privacy but stayed close just in case.
Bellamy continued to glare at Lincoln for a few minutes before the other man spoke.
"I understand you need to protect your sister but I love her and would never do anything to hurt her. There cannot be any prejudices between our people."
"Look the reason I have a problem is not that you are a Grounder. I would have a problem with any guy that was with my sister. She is more to me than just my sister I practically raised her. I cannot lose her."
"You won't lose her she will always be your sister no matter who she is with. I won't take her away from you."
"But you will," Bellamy's voice got louder "She will fit into your people and she will become one of you. You will take her from me!"
"Bellamy…" Clarke came running into the drop ship as she heard Bellamy shout. Bellamy was breathing deeply looking like he had just run three miles he was attempting to rain in his anger. Clarke slipped in front of him and placed her hands on his chest leaning her forehead in between her hands. She grabbed Bellamy's shirt in her hands and clung to it trying to calm him down. It took a few moments but Bellamy's arms wrapped around Clarke's waist as he dropped his head into her shoulder and took and steadying breath.
"I'm okay Princess," Bellamy whispered and Clarke pulled away but grabbed and held on to his hand.
"You have to let her go to live her own life sometime. You can't control her forever," where Lincoln's parting words before he left to find Octavia.
Bellamy did not move for a few minutes and just stood there clinging on to Clarke's hand.
"If you don't want Octavia too far away we could invite Lincoln to stay here. I know it's not ideal but it will keep Octavia in the camp."
Bellamy's head turn to glare at Clarke "I'm not going to let anyone take my sister whether or not they are staying within the walls of the camp."
"Bellamy do not take this out on me. All I'm trying to say is that you may not have a choice, I'm giving you options."
Bellamy's eyes softened as he ran his hand through his hair.
"So do you have to sketches for the cabins and the meeting hall," Bellamy said changing the subject.
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The announcement of cabins went down very well and everyone loved the idea of making a permanent home. Teams where quickly assembled one for cutting trees for wood and one for building the meeting hall from Clarke's plan while leaving enough people to help with everything else in the camp. It would take some time for them to get the hang of building and Clarke had put simple foundations into the plans though she was unsure of how well that would work as they were not building with stone. Currently the building team where digging where the meeting hall would go they had cleared a space next to the drop ship. The building team consisted of twenty strong teenagers and Bellamy was stood in the middle of them instructing them on what to do before leaping down to help with the digging. He was going out with the hunting team but helping with construction when he was in camp.
Clarke was worried that when the building started there would be a lot more injuries than when the hunters went out. Octavia had been helping in the drop ship since Faith left to be a healer in the Grounders camp and she was picking it up quickly. Clarke suspected that it had something to do with the fact that Lincoln was interested in healing.
"Do you think Bellamy will ever be okay with Lincoln and I," Octavia asked when they were alone in the drop ship.
Clarke looked startled at the question but hid it quickly "I don't think so Octavia. He still sees you as a little girl who needs protecting and I know that you aren't but let's face he is overprotective it's in his nature."
Octavia looked downhearted. "I was hoping that now he had you he would let me go a little."
"Octavia he is afraid you will leave."
"I love Lincoln but I don't want to leave Bellamy. I don't know what to do Clarke. I was hoping to convince Bellamy and Lincoln that he should stay here we are building cabins now and we wouldn't need any extra room."
Clarke was shocked for a few minutes before she spoke "That might take a lot of convincing."
"Well… I was kind of hoping that you could convince Bellamy and I will convince Lincoln like a team," Octavia's voice was hopeful until she saw Clarke's face "Please just talk to him for me, even if you agree with him just mention it to him. Please."
Clarke had no option another than to agree which lead to Octavia jumping at her hugging her saying thank you over and over again.
Clarke approached the subject when she and Bellamy were in bed later that night. They had not spent a night apart since getting together four days ago.
"Bellamy, Octavia wanted me to talk to you," started Clarke and she felt Bellamy freeze, his hands that where stroking her hair and her arm stopped as he turned his head to look at her.
"What, she couldn't talk to me herself?"
"She didn't know how you would react."
"So it is bad."
"She wants Lincoln to move into camp so she doesn't have to leave," Clarke said quickly, she thought that ripping off the bandage was the best thing.
"What," Bellamy sat up as he yelled causing Clarke to fall off his chest.
"Don't shoot the messenger she just wanted me to talk to you about it," said Clarke annoyed folding her arms still lying where she fell as Bellamy turned to look at her.
"Do you think it is a good idea?" he asked.
"It would stop her from leaving," reasoned Clarke.
Bellamy groaned dropping his head into her stomach "I don't like it," Bellamy mumbled into Clarke's stomach sounding like a three year old.
"I know," whispered Clarke playing with his hair.
"There's nothing I can do is there?" Bellamy sounded so broken it broke Clarke's heart.
"She is determined and the more you try and stop her the more she will rebel against you she is a teenage girl who has spent her whole life locked up in one way or another."
Bellamy sighed again and hugged her tight lifting his head to look into Clarke's eyes, "You can't leave me Clarke. I can't lose everyone."
"You won't lose me. I'm not going anywhere."
In my rush I didn't really check this so if there are any mistakes I'm sorry