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Sorry it is not edited. I am sick as I write this.
When Bellamy woke up he felt…warm. Which was odd considering how cold it gets at night. Even when he had many overnight guests he was never this warm. Well apparently this guest was hot blooded. Bellamy looked down and saw Clarke still asleep. She was resting her cheek on his chest and had her arm around him. Yesterday's events caught up with him. The Grounder meeting that went south. Finding out Octavia was involved with Grounder. The ship going down with the doctor in it. Fucking Unity Day. Then the biggest surprise of all. When Clarke showed up at his tent that night asking him to have sex with her. Normally Bellamy would have jumped at the opportunity, he had been wanting to get in the Princess' pants for over a year, but not like this. Not when she was this sad. By his expression Clarke knew he wasn't going to do it.
"Sorry, Princess," He said softly.
"Can we at least make out for a while?" Clarke said and Bellamy smirked.
"That we can do," Bellamy said.
The pants stayed on, but the shirts did not. When Clarke sat on him and lifted her shirt off her head Bellamy nearly broke his promise. Instead he said,
"I thought you were never going to take anything off for me?" Bellamy said and Clarke leaned over and put her hands on either side of his face.
"I am taking it off for me," Clarke said, "Now. You. Shirt off."
"Bossy," Bellamy said, but did as she said.
Now they were here. Bellamy moved her hair out of her face. He saw the purple mark on Clarke's neck. She was probably going to be pissed at him for that, but Bellamy hadn't missed the way Spacewalker had held her hand yesterday. While Bellamy and Clarke hadn't made a public announcement, it was obvious something was going on. Bellamy looked back at her. He had to admit he liked the way her pale skin looked against his dark skin. As much as Bellamy would love to waste away the morning with her, they had things to do.
"Princess," Bellamy said but Clarke shook her head and tightened her grip on him. "Come on, we have to get up."
"No," Clarke said her voice muffled by his chest.
"Yes," Bellamy said and started to sit up and thankfully Clarke loosened her hold and let him. Clarke groaned and buried her head in the pillow. "No late mornings for leaders."
"Can't Wells and Miller handle it for one morning?" Clarke asked turning over giving Bellamy a nice view of her bare chest. Clarke blushed as he shamelessly stared at her. She crossed her arms over her chest covering herself.
"Little late for modesty princess," Bellamy said, "Already had my go at those." Clarke blushed even more. Damn he loved making her blush. "I'll meet you out there."
They walked slowly through the ship wreckage. Bellamy looked at Clarke. Perhaps he should have let her sleep in. Wells and Miller could have handled things, but Clarke would have insisted that she come. Bellamy saw limbs and burned skeletons. There was an arm just lying in the dust. It had a wedding ring. Whoever that arm belonged to, someone loved them. Bellamy looked up at Clarke. She looked so sad. Not the blushing smiling girl she was this morning.
"She shouldn't be here," Finn said.
"Like any of us could have stopped her," Bellamy pointed out. "Princess will be fine."
"Yeah with you there to make her feel better," Raven pointed out, "Please, I noticed her coming out of your tent." Bellamy rolled his eyes. Of course she would bring up the fact that Clarke spent the night in his tent in front of Finn. Bellamy could see the boy making heart eyes at his princess, even though his girlfriend was right. Fucking. There. The kid was an idiot. Where was Wells when you needed him? Bellamy should have brought him instead of Finn, but he didn't really trust anyone to look after the camp besides Wells. Miller was looking through the wreckage with them.
"Besides, her mom was on that ship. She'll want answers," Raven added. "You want to help her? Find me the black box, hard drives, anything that will explain why the ship crashed."
"Stay sharp," Bellamy advised to everyone around him, "Grounder retaliation on the bridge is coming, just a matter of when."
"Can you blame them?" Finn asked.
"No, I blame you," Bellamy answered.
"Maybe if you didn't bring guns…"
"If we didn't bring guns we all would have been killed," Raven cut in. Looks like she was getting fed up with his crap too. But Bellamy didn't have time for a lovers quarrel.
"Why they're coming doesn't matter anymore," Bellamy said, "It's our job to be ready when they do. We're on our own now."
They started back after Raven told them to clear the area. There was some deadly rocket fuel out in the open and could blow them all to bits. Bellamy walked next to Clarke with Raven and Finn behind them. A part of Bellamy wanted to hold her hand (he was a sissy like that now) but he needed to be at the ready in case any grounders decided to attack.
"Princess?" Bellamy said after walking in quiet for a moment. He didn't ask if she was okay because she obviously wasn't.
"I'm fine," Clarke said anyway. "I just wish Octavia and I were talking."
"So talk," Bellamy said.
"No offence, but you I understand her lying to, you are her big overprotective brother, but me? We used to tell each other everything. We saw only each other for a year," Clarke said. "And what about this Sasha person? She seems pretty powerful, or knows someone powerful. She will never see the Grounder, Lincoln, again even though he looked after Sasha her whole life. Not only are the Grounders our enemies, but we just made it personal."
"Hey, we have guns now, we have the wall and people guarding the camp day and night," Bellamy said. "I am plenty pissed at Octavia too, but I don't want to see you two fighting."
"How can we get back to how we were after this?" Clarke asked.
"I don't know, time I guess, but you will get there. Bonds like yours are not easily broken." Bellamy replied. "But don't share everything that is my sister after all."
"What like share the fact that I asked you to sleep with me and you said no?" Clarke reminded him.
"Technically, I did sleep with you," Bellamy said with a smirk. Clarke rolled her eyes, but she had that small smile on her lips again. "Something I wouldn't mind repeating."
"You inviting me to spend the night with you again?" Clarke asked.
"Might even let you get into my pants too," Bellamy said and that got a laugh out of Clarke. The first time he had heard her laugh in a while.
"Sure, why don't we just get straight to it when we get back?" Clarke asked, "Let Wells and Octavia handle things for the night?"
"Sounds like a plan," Bellamy said.
And then fucking Murphy had to go and screw up his plans.
…
Murphy apparently had been taken by the Grounders and told them everything about the 100. Bellamy had been talking to Wells and Miller when he saw Clarke run into the dropship where Murphy was. He found her on ground next to Murphy.
"Bellamy, stay back," Clarke said putting her hand up.
"Did he do something to you?" Bellamy asked and would have raised his gun if Clarke wasn't blocking the shot. He should have killed Murphy the first time he attacked Clarke, and the second he came back to camp. Clarke only shook her head. She didn't look good at all. "What the hell is this?"
"Biological warfair," Clarke said, "You were waiting for the grounders to retaliate for the bridge? This is it. Murphy is the weapon."
Murphy claimed he didn't know about the sickness, but he was lying. He had to be. And he couldn't give them any useful information either. Like Bellamy needed to know that the Grounders were vicious and cruel. He had seen them spear his friends right in front of him. Bellamy wanted to beat the truth out of him but Clarke stopped him saying that whatever this was it spread through contact. Then to make things worse Spacewalker ran in concerned about Clarke. Didn't Finn see the giant hickey her neck? He had to after staring at Clarke all the time.
"What is this?" Finn asked.
"I don't know," Clarke said looking worse by the minute. "Some kind of hemorrhagic fever. We just need to contain it before…" But Clarke wasn't able to finish. Derek started shaking and coughing up blood, then suddenly he stopped. Clarke went over and checked his pulse. He was dead. Clarke said they needed to quarantine and round up everyone who had contact with Murphy. Bellamy knew that wouldn't last, people would start to panic and turn on each other, but it was a start. Clarke asked Connor who was with them when he found Murphy.
"The first one there was Octavia," Connor told them. Clarke looked at Bellamy fear in her blue eyes.
"Find her," Clarke said, "Bring her in." Bellamy ran out to find her.
…
"Clarke," Octavia said going to her once he brought her back to the dropship, but Clarke backed up.
"No, we can't risk you getting infected if you aren't already," Clarke said and Octavia snorted.
"Screw that," Octavia said and hugged her. "I'm sorry. I didn't want anyone to get hurt."
"I know," Clarke said and they broke apart, "You need to go see the Grounder. We need to find out what is going on here."
"No way," Bellamy said and both girls snapped their heads and glared at him. They had never looked more like sisters than in that moment.
"I'll be back soon," Octavia said and ran off before Bellamy could stop her. Once Octavia was gone it was time for Bellamy to glare at Clarke.
"It needed to be done, and we keep mistaking her recklessness for bravery," Clarke said. "We need to trust her."
"If anything happens to her…" Bellamy said.
"Nothing will happen to her," Clarke assured him, "Let Octavia do her thing, and we will do ours."
"Hey, you feeling okay?" Wells said coming over his voice was muffled by the cloth over his mouth.
"I'm alright," Clarke said obviously lying, "I'm going to go check on Murphy."
"Octavia ran off to see the Grounder, try and get answers," Bellamy said once Clarke was gone, "You knew, didn't you? What my sister was doing?"
"She's my best friend," Wells said as if it was that simple. "And that Grounder would die for her." Bellamy's jaw locked. "Octavia's lucky to have so many people out there that love her. Yeah, she might be your baby sister, but she is also Clarke's sister, my best friend, a Grounder is in love with her. Octavia doesn't belong to just you anymore." Wells said and gave his shoulder a slap before walking away.
Bellamy felt the need to follow and break his nose. Doesn't belong to him. O is his sister, he was the first one to hold her. He named her! But Wells was right, Octavia wasn't that 4 year old girl anymore. Bellamy hated it when Chancellor Junior made sense. It was getting nearly impossible to not like him.
But Bellamy was right a lot too. And he had been right in knowing the quarantine wouldn't work. Too many were sick and too many were scared. They were all scared, and he was no acceptation. Bellamy had just been good at hiding his fear. Once another outbreak started the people that weren't sick tried to round up the ones that were by using their guns. Bellamy tried to get the people to calm down, but it was only till they heard gun shots that everyone shut up. Clarke was at the door of the dropship holding a gun.
"This is exactly what the Grounders want," Clarke said walking forward. "Don't you see that? They don't have to kill us if we kill each other first."
"They won't have to kill us if we all catch the virus," Some idiot said pointing his gun at Clarke, "Get back in the damn dropship!" Bellamy took the gun from the idiot and hit in the nose. The last person who threatened Clarke got beat to a pulp and banished. He was lucky all the bastard was getting was hit in the nose.
"Sorry Princess, but your quarantine isn't working," Bellamy said and Clarke staggered. Bellamy moved to go towards her but she shook her head. He got her meaning. Both of the leaders couldn't be sick. Finn came to the rescue and stopped her from falling despite Raven's protests. Octavia came back a moment later and ran to Clarke.
"You look awful," Octavia said.
"Thanks," Clarke said, "What did you find out?"
"Nothing good," Octavia said and looked over at the dead bodies. "Lincoln said they don't use the sickness to kill, only weaken. Looks like he was wrong."
"What else?" Bellamy said coming closer.
"Bellamy," Clarke said weakly, "Stay away from me."
"I'll risk it," Bellamy said, "Now what did the Grounder tell you?"
"The Grounders are coming, attacking us at first light," Octavia said and they all froze. Clarke's head rolled back. "We need to get her inside."
"Go, I'll handle this," Bellamy said and they left. He went over to Raven, "How many bullets can you make by first light?"
"Why?" Raven asked.
"Because that is when the Grounders are attacking," Bellamy told her.
…
As he lay there Bellamy couldn't help but think how the day had started out good. He was going to spend time with Clarke, she would have been naked for most of it, and he was going to take a minute for himself. Here he was instead. Sick. Bleeding. Hoping to a God he doesn't really believe in that Jasper and Finn pull it off. The bomb was a decent idea on Finn's part. It does show their strength, but what if it doesn't work? Bellamy looked over at Clarke's cot and to his surprise she wasn't there. His first thought was that something had happened to her, but last he checked she was recovering. Did something happen to her? No. Octavia would have woken him up. Murphy tried to give him water and Bellamy shoved him away. Why in the fuck was this guy still around?
"I got this one." Clarke said coming in to view and relief fell over him. She sat down next to Bellamy and handed him the glass of water again.
"How are you feeling?" Bellamy asked.
"Better," Clarke said, "Octavia is okay too. She's been up all night helping people."
The princess knew him well knowing which question he would ask next.
"That's good," Bellamy said, "This was not how I imagined the day going. I'm sweaty, and not in the good way."
"We are never going to get time, are we?" Clarke said.
"No, only moments," Bellamy said, "Come here."
"Why?" Clarke asked.
"Trying to have a moment here before we all die, Princess," Bellamy said and put his arm around her. Clarke scooted closer to him. He gave them only a moment before speaking again. "It's almost dawn, we better get everyone inside. If we lock the doors maybe the Grounders will think we are not home."
"Not everyone is sick," Clarke said facing him.
"Sick is better than dead," Bellamy argued.
"You don't think Finn and Jasper are going to pull it off," Clarke said proving once again how well she knew him.
"Do you?" Bellamy countered.
"I'll get everyone inside," Clarke said getting up and he got up too. They started ushering all the rest of them in. Clarke made sure those who had not have symptoms yet cover their faces, not that it would do much good, if they weren't sick now they would be soon. All of a sudden there was a loud explosion. Bellamy, along with everyone else, looked at the big white cloud forming in the sky.
"I am become death destroyer of worlds," Clarke said and then looked at him. "Oppenheimer, the man that built the first…"
"I know who Oppenheimer is," Bellamy said sharper than he meant to and cutting her off. People on Walden didn't end up getting as much education as people on Phoenix. Walden people had to start working young while Phoenix kids could stay in school longer. It was another he had hated about the Privileged growing up, but at the same time he was glad Octavia got a good education.
When Bellamy finally made it to bed that night Clarke was in his tent. She still looked sick, but beautiful. He had never met anyone who could be so intense and beautiful at the same time. He allowed himself to forget about the bomb, Murphy, the 13 bodies and look at her for a moment. Just a moment.
"Do you mind if I slept in here with you?" Clarke asked, "I haven't slept as well as I did last night since we got here."
"Sure," Bellamy said. As if he was going to say no. He took off his boots and jacket along with his shirt. He smirked at little at the fact that Clarke was trying to hide the fact that she was checking him out. Clarke followed suit and started to get ready for bed, unlike her Bellamy didn't try and hide that he was looking at her.
"This has been the worst day," Clarke said curling up next to him.
"I don't know, it ended alight," Bellamy said and Clarke smiled, "But Jesus are we ever gonna have sex?"
"Bellamy," Clarke said and slapped his chest, but she was laughing.
Laying and laughing with Clarke? Not a bad way to end the day at all.
But you know what they say, there is always a calm before the storm.
Even though it's been raining the whole fucking time.
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There is a quote from the 100 book series in there, I think I got it right. Or I might have already put it in this story I don't know. I'm a little sleepy writing this but I wanted to get a chapter out for all you readers!
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