Clarke groaned as her stomach began to churn. She had slept through the night without running to the bucket but her stomach was threatening to change that. She opened her eyes to find bright morning sunshine filling the room. It was her favourite time of the day. Everything was so peaceful and quiet. She looked at the sleeping man next to her and smiled.
"Staring is really creepy you know," he mumbled. Clarke laughed as she began drawing circles on his bare chest. "What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking about Lexa's test today," she confessed. It had been gnawing at her all night. Bellamy gently laid his hand on hers.
"We figured it out. We'll be fine," he kissed her forehead.
"What if the plan doesn't work?"
"Princess," he tipped her head to look at him, "It's going to work." Clarke reached up to place a gentle kiss on his lips. She cozied up into his chest again and covered herself with the blanket.
"Can't we just stay here forever?" She complained. Bellamy chuckled.
"If only." Clarke felt herself falling asleep again when suddenly bile rose up in her stomach. She ran out of the bed a grabbed the bucket.
"I can't do another 5 days of this," she said after vomiting.
"Maybe it'll pass faster for you too," he said, getting out of the bed. He grabbed his jeans and threw them on over his boxers. Clarke felt herself get sad. "What's wrong?" Bellamy looked at her with concern.
"I like it when you're just in boxers," she felt like she could be on the verge of tears.
"What?" Bellamy's face channelled from confusion to amusement.
"I don't want you to wear pants. I want you to stay inside in just your boxers with me all day," she cried out. She saw as Bellamy tried to stop his laugh but couldn't. He walked over to her and helped her up.
"I think this sickness and your anxiety is making you lose it," he laughed, "Let's go get you some tea." He led her into the kitchen where she started making her home remedy for the illness. It was actually a remedy for a lot of different symptoms but she had found it very effective on patients with the current flu strain. After a cup of the tea she already felt her brain clearing up and embarrassment from her earlier words creeping up. Better to pretend it never happened.
"So, what were you doing in the woods with Nova yesterday?" Bellamy seemed to freeze in his tracks. He sighed and sat down next to her.
"Nova was always… persistent," he said slowly, "After we… well she started following me around wanting more than just a physical relationship. It seems that even with everything that's happened, she's still on that track." Clarke would be lying is she said that didn't scare her a bit. She knew Bellamy would never intentionally hurt her but he did have a history of sleeping around and Nova was very tall, tan, and hot. "She ambushed me in the woods yesterday in hopes that I'd cave. She… kissed me but I didn't return anything, I swear." He looked at her like he really wanted her to believe him.
"I know," Clarke sighed, "Why is she so caught up in you though? I mean you're hot," Clarke smiled, "but looks are not worth going crazy over."
"I have power. She thinks if we get together she'll be high class and Nova is very superficial." A knock at the door interrupted their conversation.
"I got it," Bellamy called out and opened the door. On the other side was Ava, one of her former classmates. Ava was conveniently 3 weeks pregnant. She had made a huge scene in the middle of camp a few days ago when she and her on and off again boyfriend got into a fight which was perfect for Clarke.
"Ava! I'm so glad you came," Clarke walked over and gave her a hug. The girl returned the gesture. "Come, sit down," she motioned at the couch.
"Wow, your house is very nice," the girl said looking around in awe.
"Thank you," Clarke sat down by the girl. "So I should probably explain why I called you here. Some of my people found an herb we believe could help with determining pregnancies. You know how teenagers now are so it's really important for us to be able to know straight away if they are or aren't pregnant. Since you are the only known woman to be pregnant right now, I was hoping you'd help us out." Clarke noticed as Ava seemed to shift in her seat. Normally she'd tell the girl it was alright, that she didn't have to if she was uncomfortable but under the life and death circumstances, there was no room for empathy. "Please, it would mean a lot if you helped us out. We just need one sample." In the older ages and even to the modern day Ark, one of the most popular ways to test for pregnancy is through urine. They had predicted Nyko would no doubt test that.
"Alright," Ava caved. Clarke looked up at Bellamy and smiled.
"The test is easy," Nyko explained holding up some kind of mixture, "We put these herbs in the urine. If the liquid turns blue, you're pregnant."
"If it doesn't, you're dead," Indra added.
"Fine," Clarke hated the smug look on Indra's face.
"You must perform the test here," Lexa called out when Clarke turned and started walking.
"In front of everyone?" Bellamy asked.
"I am not peeing in front of everyone," Clarke declared.
"I don't trust you," Lexa hissed.
"I don't want another man looking at my wife," Bellamy interjected, staring Nyko. There was a moment of silence as the tension in the air grew.
"I'll do it behind the kitchen counter. You'll still technically see me without… seeing me," Clarke offered.
Lexa stared at her for a while before finally speaking, "Fine." Clarke nodded and went around the kitchen counter. She looked down at the cabinet door that was open but hidden from their view. Inside was Ava's sample. Clarke pulled up an identical bowl to Ava's and showed it to Lexa.
"Nothing here," Clarke waved it around. The room grew awkward as Clarke had to unzip her pants and pee. She gently put the bowl down in the cabinet as to not make a sound.
"Commander!" a grounder came barging through the door. He said something frantically in Trigedasleng turning everyone's attention away from Clarke. She frantically pulled up her underwear and pants. She went to grab for Ava's bowl and her stomach dropped. Which one had she just put down? They were identical except for a little chip on the bottom of Clarke's bowl. She couldn't lift the bowls and check now. Shit shit shit. Clarke's heart started to pound. Which one was Ava's? She looked up to see Lexa dismissing the man. Clarke grabbed one of the bowls, hoping her gut was right. Lexa turned back to look at her.
"The Mountain Men have sent someone to our camp," she announced.
"What? We have to-," Bellamy started but Lexa cut him off with the wave of her hand.
"No. Not until I know you two can be trusted," she beckoned. Clarke gulped and walked over with the bowl. She looked over at Bellamy. He seemed to sense her unease and his eyes went wide. He understood something had gone wrong with their plan. Clarke placed the bowl on the table and went over to stand by Bellamy. She wrapped her fingers around his as her heart threatened to leap out of her chest. Nyko crushed up whatever herbs he had and one by one dropped them into the bowl. Clarke's breathing grew ragged as she stared at it. The colour didn't change. She had grabbed her bowl. Clarke squeezed Bellamy's hand as he looked at her. She looked around the room to see the grounders shifting stares amongst themselves.
"Wait!" Bellamy yelled out. "It's turning blue," he nearly cried out. "It's turning blue." Clarke looked to see the liquid slowly take on a new shade. She let out a huge breath of relief. Oh God. That was close. That was so close. Lexa looked over at Nyko who gave her a nod in confirmation.
"I believe congratulations are in order," Lexa said, turning to them. "We'll expect you at camp in an hour." She turned away, walking out of the door, Nyko and Indra in tow.
"Oh my god," Clarke gasped as her lungs finally started working again. She looked up at Bellamy. "The rider came in and I mixed up the two. I wasn't sure if I had grabbed Ava's or not," she got out in ragged breaths. Bellamy laughed in relief and put his arms around her.
"Princess you scared the shit out of me," he laughed in her hair. Clarke let herself smile. They had done it.
"Okay so I've started thinking about names," Octavia said walking in with a paper in her hands. "I like Lance, Hayden, Aiden" she began. The pair unwrapped themselves from each other to look at her.
"Those are all boy names. What if it's a girl?" Bellamy asked.
"Then you're naming it Octavia," she retorted like he had just asked her the stupidest question in the world. Clarke laughed as Bellamy walked past them to close the front door.
"Octavia, Clarke's not really pregnant," Bellamy chuckled.
"Thank god," Clarke added. Octavia just stared at the two.
"WHAT?!" she screamed.
"You ran out before I could explain last night," Bellamy smirked.
"I hate you both," Octavia threw the paper up dramatically.
"Come on, we're heading to the grounder camp. We'll explain on the way." They shuffled out the door way.
"I hope you know I told the whole camp already," Octavia snorted.
"That's awesome," Bellamy laughed at Clarke's dismay. "Hey Princess, do you think we could get you one of those fake baby bellies?" Clarke shoved him and laughed.
"Only if you're going to be wearing it."