Since I promised you the next chapter would come soon, here you go!

I bet y'all guessed already what It is but I hope you do not expect too much of me because I am not an action writer. After the Mount Weather scene you should know that I'm not so good with action scenes so like I said, do not expect too much. I'm trying my best here and I hope you still like it.

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Okay, I'm gonna stop the rambling here and just thank my lovely Beta Brigitte for editing this immediately after I've sent it to her. I love her so much!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but you know that.

WARNING: May make you shriek with joy because of the amount of fluff this chapter contains (just kidding ;])

Clarke

Breathing hurt. Clarke had no idea how long she could keep up with running away from whatever was chasing her. She hadn't dared to look behind her for she feared what she might see. Every muscle of her body ached. She knew she couldn't keep it up much longer. The adrenaline was all that kept her on her feet right now but soon it would leave her, and she would be exhausted. Clarke knew that although she was running as fast as she could, it wasn't fast enough. The thing, whatever it may be, was much faster than her. She needed to come up with a plan to save her miserable life.

To be honest, she'd thought about ending it so she didn't have to live with the guilt anymore but as soon as her life was in danger again, she did everything not to die. That was when she knew, she wasn't ready to leave, yet. Her life meant too much to her. She was a fighter, a warrior. She wouldn't give up her life just because she pitied herself at the moment. She would get over that, like she always did.

Then suddenly she heard it:

"Clarke!" was that Bellamy shouting her name? "Clarke!"

Her head snapped in the direction of the sound and she gasped.

It was Bellamy.

No, no, no, no, no. This couldn't be real. No. What the hell is he doing here? He needs to get away from here.

She felt her feet move faster now, taking her in the direction where he was standing with Octavia and Lincoln. She could see that Lincoln tried to drag them away but Bellamy's gaze wouldn't leave her. Clarke cursed.

"Bellamy!" she screamed back. "Bellamy RUN!"

Clarke could see how his gaze wandered to what was behind her and suddenly he grabbed Octavia's hand and ran.

Clarke thought she was already running as fast as she could but the moment she saw Bellamy she got even faster.

All the power that threatened to leave her only moments ago was suddenly back, dragging her to the man she knew deep done she wanted to be with, although she wasn't ready to admit it yet. Or ever, since she still doubted that Bellamy wanted to have anything to do with her after what he'd witnessed in the mountain.

But right now, all Clarke could think of was how to get the man she loved, his sister, and her boyfriend safe.

Suddenly Clarke realized that they weren't far from the cave where she'd spent the night and an idea struck her.

"Lincoln," she called out.

He raised his arm to let her know that he was listening.

"Grounder hole!" she yelled.

Lincoln gained speed as he understood, and led them into a familiar looking area.

Bellamy and Octavia followed him with Clarke on their heels.

"Right." she yelled again and Lincoln followed her orders without hesitation.

Suddenly he jumped into a hole of a tree and Octavia and Bellamy followed him. Clarke was the last one to jump into the hole, sliding down the path to the cave.

She silently thanked whoever had built this cave that it was far under the ground. Then she heard something above them, making the trees crack only moments after she'd jumped in the hole.

The roar that followed made the earth quake.

Clarke collapsed on the ground where she'd slept only a few hours ago. She desperately gasped for air and so did the others. Clarke's head throbbed and she could hear her heart beating and the blood rushing through her veins.
She was exhausted. She lay her head on the cold ground and after a while, breathing didn't hurt so much anymore.

Clarke didn't dare look at any of the others but she could feel gazes on her. She didn't want to see who was looking at her with such intensity that she could feel it for she was pretty sure that it was Bellamy.

All this running for nothing. He'd found her earlier than she'd thought he would. All thanks to whatever scary thing had chased them. She wasn't prepared to be confronted by him yet.

"What the hell was that?" Octavia asked after their breathings steadied again.

"I have no idea," Bellamy said. "It was gigantic and black."

Clarke remained quiet, still laying on the ground with eyes closed.

"Gorilla." Lincoln gasped and Clarke shot in a sitting position.

"What?" she was shocked.

She'd read about apes and seen pictures as well back on the Ark but never had she read about a gorilla that huge.
That was probably one of the scariest experiences she'd made since she was on earth.

All eyes were on Clarke, now that she'd spoken.

She looked at Lincoln for she couldn't bear to look at any of the Blake siblings.

"That wasn't the first time you've seen what radiation did to animals, don't be surprised." he said.

Clarke shook her head in disbelief.

"Now what?" Octavia asked. "We can't go back up there."

"We should stay here until we can think of a way how we'll get back to the camp."

Lincoln and Octavia murmured their agreement but Clarke remained quiet again.

"Clarke?" Bellamy's voice was quiet and calm but she could hear the emotion he tried to suppress. behind it.

She didn't look up or say a thing. She just closed her eyes again. Clarke didn't want anyone to know that she was near tears.

She heard someone get up and walk into the second room of the cave, which Clarke thought was supposed to be a bedroom with all the furs on the ground. She felt someone scoot closer and knew that it was Bellamy.

Octavia and Lincoln must have left the room so they had some privacy. Clarke wished they hadn't done it. She wasn't ready to face him.

How could he even look at her?

Bellamy was sitting so close that their thighs were touching. Next thing Clarke felt was how he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him.

The tears burned behind her closed eyes and she tried to wiggle free of his grip but he just pulled her closer so that her head was resting against his chest.

"It's okay now. I'm here. I won't let you fall." As Bellamy whispered those words in her ear she gave up and relaxed in his arms, the only place where she felt truly safe.

Though Clarke had shed so many tears in the last hours, when Bellamy held her tight and kissed her head, the tears escaped from her shut eyes and ran down her cheeks.

Bellamy

When Bellamy first wrapped his arms around Clarke, she tried to wiggle free but he simply held her tighter until she relaxed in his arms. He murmured quiet words to comfort her and kissed her hair. He felt the sobs rock through her small body and felt his shirt getting wet from her tears.

Bellamy sat her in his lap and Clarke slowly raised her arms and placed them around his neck, holding on as if he was her lifeline.

Maybe he was, Bellamy thought.

He heard the quiet voices of his sister and Lincoln coming from the other room while he was holding Clarke at his chest and played with her hair.

Her tears dried after a while and her sobs slowly died away.

Bellamy didn't say anything and he did not need to, anyway. She did.

Clarke pulled away and looked at the wall behind him, avoiding his gaze.

"Bellamy, I-" she didn't have time to finish because Bellamy interrupted her.

"Hey. We'll get through this." he didn't want to hear what she was about to say.

She said it anyway, "I'm not coming with you."

He took her face in his hands and forced her to look at him. When she eventually did look him in the eye, Bellamy made sure that she could see that he was serious when he said,

"I get it. If you need forgiveness, I'll give it to you. You're forgiven. Please come back to camp with us." his voice was pleading.

Bellamy knew he sounded pathetic but he couldn't help it. He felt his eyes burning again.

Why did he constantly cry for this woman? Bellamy couldn't understand it and he couldn't understand Clarke when she whispered,

"I can't."

"Why, Clarke? Why can't you come back home with me? Please explain it to me because I don't understand."

"How can you even want me to come with you, after what I've done?" Clarke looked at the ground.

Bellamy could barely understand what she was saying because she spoke so quietly.

"Clarke look at me." he demanded, gripping her chin. "Clarke!"

She looked up at him and Bellamy could see her fear behind the pain. He sighed.

"Don't you dare feel bad and regret what you did. You did nothing wrong. All three of them deserved to die and you know that. They have killed so many people. We could not let them live. I would have done the same thing, Clarke."

"Really, Bellamy? You would have tortured him, shot his lap and let him bleed to death?" she remarked sarcastically.

"Remember when I hung Atom on a tree just for kissing Octavia? Or the time where I wanted to hang Murphy because I thought he'd killed Wells, or what I did to Lincoln so you would get the antitoxin?" Clarke stayed silent and Bellamy continued. "Clarke you did what you needed to do. I'm saying this for the last time: Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things! You need to remember that. Don't run away because you feel guilty. They did deserve it after all. You saved so many lives since we came down here, don't you ever think we could survive without you. We need you. You're our leader, you can't just give up. Think of all the lives you've saved with the death of three. And," Bellamy looked at the ground and then back up, meeting her eyes. "And I need you, Clarke. More than anything else."

Clarke's features softened and the warmth that suddenly filled her gaze increased his heartbeat.

She didn't say a thing but wrapped one arm around his neck again and pulled him closer. Her other hand cupped his cheek and then she brought their lips together.

Bellamy opened his mouth in surprise and Clarke slid her tongue in his mouth. Bellamy closed his eyes and kissed her back.

It was slow but passionate. Clarke was still sitting in his lap and Bellamy pulled her closer so their chests were pressed together and it felt like they were touching everywhere.

When they finally pulled away a bit, they were both breathing heavily.

Clarke watched him with the softest look he'd ever seen on her. It was so full of warmth and something Bellamy couldn't quite name.

"I need you, too, Bell. More than I've ever needed anything or anyone." It wasn't more than a whisper but Bellamy understood it as if she'd screamed it.

He smiled at her. "Does this mean you'll come back home with me, Princess?"

"Camp Jaha isn't our home, Bell." she sounded sad, despite the smile that appeared at the sound of the nickname.

"I know. We'll make our own home but first we need to take care of our people, okay Princess?"

"Our family."

Bellamy just nodded. O had said something similar last night. Both women were right; they were a family now and he would do anything to protect his family and look after them. Clarke knew that.

Clarke stood up and Bellamy reached for her hand. She took it and pulled him up. She wanted to let go of him when he stood next to her but Bellamy did not let her. He intertwined their fingers instead.

Clarke looked at their hands and then at Bellamy, smiling shyly.

"Octavia?" he asked and she and Lincoln entered the room.

O smiled at the sight of them standing next to each other and holding hands. She pulled Clarke in a short but tight hug and Bellamy heard her ask:

"You okay?" Clarke nodded.

O didn't question them once what it meant that they were holding hands and Bellamy was thankful for that.

"Now," Lincoln said. "We need talk about what's happening next."

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Sorry for any mistakes but I did a few last minute changes.

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