Chapter 10

The Ark had landed, a part of it anyway. Kane, Abby, Miller's dad and more of guard were on that part of the Ark. There were also a few from the farming station, which was good because the people we had didn't have any experience. They were trying the best they could but with more knowledge they would thrive.
Abby absolutely loved the twins, along with everyone else. Babies held that power over people though, they had the power to make even the coldest of hearts melt. Clarke and Bellamy saw even less of their children with the growth of population in their village but not everyone who landed made it to there.
Roan from the Ice Nation had paid a visit, alerting the leaders of an issue he had encountered with their people. Damn Ark. Not everyone had agreed with the treaty Bellamy and Clarke had made with the Grounders, they believed that they had the right to the land and that they should wipe the Grounders out, or at least rule over them all. It was that kind of thinking that ended the world though.
One of the stations from the Ark had landed in the Ice Nation territory, the worst place to land. According to Roan, he had tried giving them directions to where they were supposed to be, but they attacked, killing most of his soldiers before running off into the trees. Roan had convinced the rest of his soldiers that had ridden with him to let them go for now, give them the benefit of the doubt. They were probably just afraid and they didn't handle the situation very well, however, he warned Bellamy and Clarke that if anyone from the Ice Nation had an encounter with their people, they were supposed to be treated as hostile and would probably be killed on sight.
Trying to save the people who probably didn't deserve it, Clarke and Bellamy organised a small group of people to begin looking for them. The group consisted of Clarke—with Jake in his baby carrier against her chest—leading the group with Miller and Finn, Abby and Kane in the middle and Bellamy—with Aurora in her baby carrier against his chest—flanking with Monroe and Millers' dad. They had been heading towards where Roan had said they last saw the small group of survivors, Bellamy hoped that Finn would be able to track them from there on out when a herd of Reapers attacked.
"Stop." Clarke whispered, noticing movement in the surrounding trees. The group stopped, Bellamy was already heading towards Clarke, his instincts to protect her and Jake took over when he was knocked to the ground by a Reaper. "Run!" He heard Clarke yell at everyone.
Bellamy pushed the wreaking Reaper off of him, skidding to his feet and running at away. He'd dropped his gun and didn't want to waste time searching for it to defend himself and his daughter. Running was the safest option in that moment. Besides, there were too many Reapers to defend off with a single hand-gun.

Bellamy Point Of View

I knew the area well enough to know where the closest shelter was. It was an old car, mostly buried under the earth but a door still opened and the outside blended in with the ground well enough that it wasn't an obvious hiding spot, especially if the Reapers were looking for him.
Whatever serum the Mountain Men injected into them seemed to have dulled their wits, making them less than smart.
Aurora was scared, she was crying and it was hard to soothe her in the confined space. Luckily for me, Clarke had filled my backpack with cloth nappies and a few bottles that had breast milk inside for Aurora. The bottle calmed her, and she fell asleep while drinking.
The inside of the car smelled damp, the grey interior dirty and because the car was on it's side, it was impossible to find a comfortable position, for me at least. Aurora was happy sleeping against my chest.
We'd been holed up in the car for hours, whenever I peaked to see if it was safe to flee, there was always Reapers in close proximity and I wasn't willing to take on more than one while he had his daughter with me.
There were two Reapers practically standing on top of us when Rory began fussing—Rory was the nickname I had given her—and if she fussed any louder, the Reapers would hear. "Shhh." I hushed. 'Your sister, your responsibility' my mother had said to me when Octavia was born. It was my job to keep her quiet so no one heard her and found out. My daughter, my responsibility. It was once again my job to keep an infant quiet, but this time, sticking my finger in her mouth to suck on was not helpful. "Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now, come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound…" I sung quietly in an attempt to soothe my gorgeous baby girl. It seemed to have been working so my only option was to keep going. "Don't you dare look out your window, Darling everything's on fire. The war outside our door keeps raging on… Hold on to this lullaby, even when the music's gone… Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now. Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound…" I sung until Rory's soft little snore filled the silence.

I had no idea if Clarke and Jake were okay and it was killing me, not knowing. There was nothing I could to find out, sitting in that beat up old truck surrounded by Reapers. All I could do was focus on the child of mine that I had the ability to protect and knowing that at least Rory was okay somewhat helped. Clarke was strong, she'd never needed my protection before now and I just had to trust that she had found refuge somewhere.
Eventually, the soft snore of my darling daughter lulled me into a light sleep.

Clarke Point Of View

The cave was cold and wet, we couldn't light a fire because we feared it would draw attention to our location…although the screaming baby I help was doing a bang up job of that on his own. Only Miller and Kane made it to the cave with me and we were an odd group…okay we were only odd because of Kane.
Jake just wouldn't stop screaming, no matter what I tried doing. He wouldn't eat, he wouldn't sleep, he wouldn't suck on my pinky—it was a trick Bellamy had taught me, something he used to do with Octavia to keep her quiet so she'd stay hidden. Nothing I, or anyone else for that matter, did settled him. I had a feeling that Jake was feeling lost without his sister, they were never far apart and I didn't know if there was some strange twin sense thing they had going on.

Eventually, after everyone had a headache that wasn't leaving us anytime soon, Jake fell asleep. My poor baby had screamed until he could scream no more, he'd made himself sick…at least he was sick over Miller and not me for a change. "You have no idea how hard I'm trying not to think about what's all over me." Miller whispered. "But the smell is making that impossible."
"I'm sorry Miller." I felt guilty, I found it hilarious at first but now I felt guilty.
"I don't understand, it's only baby spew. At least he hasn't thrown up meat or anything on you." Kane replied, completely oblivious as to why Miller was so grossed out.
"I'd prefer meat over Clarke's boob milk." Miller grumbled.
"Oh…Oh." Kane clued on. "Okay, yeah I see your point." Kane was as disgusted as Miller now. Great.
"You're lucky I love the little guy." I could hear the smile in Miller's voice. Bellamy chosen Miller to be the twins' Godfather, and I had wanted to choose Raven but even though Raven loved the twins, when it came to something other than cuddles, she got too freaked out so I chose O. Who could possibly make a better Godmother than the aunt?
"He loves you too Miller. I'm worried though, it's freezing in this cave and I don't think he's warm enough." I had him under every layer of clothing I had, but I was still shivering. He was smaller, he felt the cold easier and my poor boy, I swear if I could see him in better light, he would look too white, too blue for my liking.
"Kane, get on the other side of Clarke. We need to be close to her, share our body warmth with her to keep Jake warm." Miller instructed, he sounded a bit too much like Bellamy.

When sleep eventually found me, I dreamed of my little home in my little village with my little family, but when I woke, I was reminded that I had no idea what was going on. I didn't know if my baby girl and my partner were okay…my partner…that didn't sound right. I wanted to say husband but he wasn't…which saddened me? Maybe it was just post baby hormones? That's what I was going to say anyway. Miller had completed cuddled up to me throughout our sleep, his arms wrapped around me, pulling my body closer to his. Jake had slid into the small part where my body met his, so he was warmed by us both. It took me a moment to realise that either Miller had set this up after I'd fallen asleep because his spew covered jacked had been removed and placed over Jake as a blanket.
I casually moved away, waking him up. "We should be okay to head back to camp now." I said, not daring to pull Jake out of my shirt in fear of him waking up. My babies were good at sleeping, at least, they were when someone was holding them.
"Let's get going." Miller pulled his jacket back on before waking Kane.

My mother and Millers dad had made it back to Camp. It was still early and most of the villagers were still in bed, however, my mother and Miller's dad refused to sleep until they knew we were okay. I rushed through the village, looking for Bellamy. He wasn't in our home and he wasn't at the gate with my mother which meant that he wasn't back yet. All I wanted to do was to go after them. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that something horrible had happened to them but if something did happen to Jake's father and sister, I couldn't be reckless and risk something happening to his mother too. All I could do was wait as patiently as I could and that wasn't working very well.
Lucky for me, Jake decided to have a very bad day too and so most of my time was occupied by trying to comfort my infant.

The day came and went and the night arrived, still with no sign of the other half of my family…when Jake was asleep I succumbed to my tears that had been choking me all day…