A/N: Minor smut here, lots of major plot! Yay! The story progresses!

Chapter 11

The clock on the wall said that it was sometime after 3 AM but I was too bleary eyed to look too closely. I was toasty warm, wrapped up in Bellamy's arms, his breath hot on my neck. I felt like the entire foundation of our relationship had been shattered, and yet somehow, even if I wasn't the one for him, I knew he was the one for me. I loved him, completely and entirely, hang the damn test.

He shifted in his sleep and his hand moved to rest on my chest. I couldn't get it out of my head. Who was supposed to be lying here next to him? Who had been his perfect match? Who... I sighed. This faceless girl was haunting me. She had a better claim to my husband than I did. I almost wish I knew who she was, but I knew that wouldn't make her go away. My ghost would just have a face, is all. Bellamy's lips pressed against my neck, and he pulled me close to him, murmuring in his sleep. I shifted in his arms, and looked at his sleeping figure. He looked truly peaceful now, in a way he never did when he was awake.

Well not never.

There was one situation when he looked this calm and happy. I leaned forward and kissed his jaw, peppering my lips lightly across his skin, reveling in his warmth, that scent. I shivered and it had nothing to do with an evening chill.

"Bell." I whispered, moving my body more purposefully now. I slipped off my sleep shirt and was left in an old sports bra and a pair of Bell's old boxers. (I'd bought him a whole new set for his birthday as well, and then reclaimed his older pairs to sleep in.) I threw one leg over him and sat on his hips. He mumbled in his sleep, clearly starting to wake up. He might not be awake, but his nether regions certainly were. I rested my heat on his long, hardening member, and rolled my hips forward, moaning at the contact. His eyes flew open.

"Clarke?" He asked, his hands instantly finding my hips, holding me close to him. "What are you-"

"Shhhh." I hushed him. "We don't want to wake up the neighbors again."

"I thought you were mad at me." He muttered, his eyes flitting back and forth, landing more than once on my exposed chest.

"I'm not mad at you."

"Then why have you been-" I cut him off by thrusting my hips forward, rubbing my heat against his fully erect cock.

"Shut up, Bell." I urged him, moaning out the words. "Just... just fuck me." He didn't take long to wake up after that, and instead of thinking to hard about the other faceless woman, I just lost myself in him. I let him hold me, and kiss me, and take me slow and soft. His hands left marks against my hips, holding me tightly in place, his lips murmuring words of love into my skin over and over. I loved him. And right now, in this moment that was all that mattered. He slid his own clothing off, pulling the boxers off my hips, indelicately pulling my legs through then until they lay matted on the floor. My sports bra was soon to follow, and we were naked, holding on for dear life. He moved to switch our positions, but I pushed him back gently, and moved my hips so he was pointed at my entrance. He reached towards my clit, like he always did, ensuring I was more than wet, but completely ready for him. He was a gentleman like that. I wasn't really in the mood for a gentleman right now. Before his fingers reached me, I plunged my hips down and impaled myself on him, letting out a gasp, which was quickly followed by a moan as his hips stuttered into me at the sudden sensation.

"Jesus, Clarke. He sighed out, moving to sit up against me. Again, I pushed him back onto our bed, my hands resting on his chest, propping up my weight. As he settled back in, his hands seeking out my hips once more, I began to rock against him. You couldn't exactly call what I was doing gentle, but for right now, it was perfect. I fucked him. Hard.

So much for not waking the neighbors. Our moans and cries of pleasure mounted to a peak as we both quickly reached our pleasure. I collapsed on top of him, his member still inside me. After a few minutes of deep breathing, our hearts pounding against one another, he turned his head towards me and narrowed his eyes.

"So are we fighting? Cause I thought we were fighting but this doesn't feel like fighting." I kissed his lips softly and moved my lips to his ear.

"I love you, Bell." We didn't need anymore words, and within minutes, we'd both fallen asleep. When I woke up the next morning, his cock was still inside me, hardened and ready for another round. I'd already woken him up for sex once in the past 24 hours... what was once more?

It was still morning, and Bell had fallen back asleep when I snuck out of our pod and quietly made my way to my parents. It was his day off, and as such, he was going to try to get as much sleep as he possibly could. I had other plans for the day: Convince my dad to do something certifiably insane.

"Dad, I need you to take me seriously for a moment."

"That's a little hard as I don't understand a word of this."

"You have a proposal all done up for the Earth Exploration project. To see if Earth is livable."

"It's a last resort. We're fine up here. Why wouldn't we-"

"Because 'we're fine' only really applies to the first few stations and you know that. People deserve the chance to spread out, to build their own lives, to live, really live, and not just in some metal cage floating through the sky."

"Clarke-"

"Dad. I'm actually begging you. Send a dropship down."

"I can't in good conscience ask people to do that. Jaha wanted to send the prisoners down, Clarke. Children. I can't just let him-"

"Send me."

"What?"

"Send me and Bell. And I'm sure there are others who are just as desperate, who would do this willingly."

"Clarke, what are you-"

"He's dying up here, dad. This isn't... this isn't the life I want for him."

"But it's life, Clarke, you don't know... it's only a little theory I had."

"A theory you tested. And if I recall correctly, the last little theory you had ended up saving the entire Ark from suffocating."

"Clarke, be serious-"

"I am. Send us to Earth. You'd have to send a doctor down anyway, and I doubt Jackson, or Rita, or Mo, or Cygnes are about to volunteer, and the Ark actually needs mom, so I'm the logical choice."

"You are most certainly not the-"

"And Bell and I, we want more than one kid anyway." My dad smirked at that a little.

"Say that again after you have the first one."

"Daddy. We need this. This isn't some fanciful thought here. This is everything."

"What aren't you telling me, Cece?" I paused, knowing if I lied, my dad would see right through me.

"It's not my secret to tell." I murmured towards him. His eyes widened.

"How big of a secret, Clarke?"

"No one can know, dad. No one can know."

"Clarke, you can always come to us for help. You wont get in trouble for doing the right thing and I know you. I know you want to do the right thing. So-"

"This is the right thing, dad. But it also means that if people find out, certain other people will get floated. Maybe me. I haven't really thought that part through."

"Clarke!" He asked in a hushed whisper, sounding incredibly alarmed. "Whatever this is-"

"I'm doing the right thing, dad. But it... please. Just send us to Earth. It wouldn't be illegal there. No one would hurt anyone else."

"What if I'm wrong?" I paused, looking him in the eye, trying to assure him that I knew the risks and that I had thought this through from every possible angle.

"Then we die. But dad, the alternative is worse. This is a chance. Please, just... give us this chance." He shook his head and was silent for a long, long time.

"Clarke, three people... that's not enough. You'd need enough to start a colony and I can't condemn people to an uncertain death like that."

"Raven, Raven and her boyfriend, they'd want to go, for sure. He has a severe Vit D deficiency and he's depressed, all the time. She wants to get him to Earth, where he can stand in the sun. He's... the test put him at risk for suicide, dad, and Raven is terrified. They'll want to go."

"Five people, still isn't enough."

"6. I know another girl who will want to go. A family friend of Aurora's."

"You'd need...40 at the least, but Clarke, there's a deficiency of dropships, you know that. If we were being economical here... the smallest dropship houses 125. I don't think Jaha will approve any of this without at least 100 of those seats being filled."

"And if I discretely find 100 people?"

"No. You can't start spreading this around, Clarke."

"I wont. I wont tell anyone anything. I'll just... discretely find out who would be interested, or who would be desperate enough not to care about impending death."

"Who on Earth-"

"Prisoners about to be floated anyway. Not all of them, and certainly not involuntarily, but Jaha had an okay idea. Pretty much everyone in solitary is for sure going to be floated, so there's no way they wouldn't hop at the chance of living. There's what, 6 more people right there! And I'm sure we can scrounge up some more kids whose chances of being floated are high, give them a better shot at Earth."

"Kids, Clarke. You're talking about kids. Criminal kids at that."

"There will be others. People in factory or agriculture whose children are getting sick because of air quality, who are desperate for a better life. They'd sign up in an instant and they'd be a hell of a lot more useful down on Earth than a bunch of politicians from first."

"Clarke, what you're talking about-"

"Just... can you write the request? You don't have to submit it until I give you the names of enough people...dad... We need to go. I'm begging you. Please."

"I'll do the rest of the research, okay? I'll get everything prepped but I do not promise to get any balls rolling for you. I will not go through with this unless I have a damned good reason why you want to run away and probably die. Okay?"

"Thanks dad!" I kissed his cheek and nearly ran for the door. I had to talk to Aurora and Octavia. I had to see what they thought about all of this, if they wanted to walk out those spaceship doors, and never look back, if they wanted to be free.

"We're going to Earth." I said, the moment the door slid shut behind me.

"Sure sweetheart. I'll just run and pack up the car. Oh! Do remember to grab our gas masks! Radiation would be horrible for the kids!" Bellamy returned sarcastically.

"I'm serious."

"Surprisingly, so am I. What are you talking about, Princess?"

"My dad - he had this theory that plants and other animals adapted to life on a radiation filled planet and there are probably plants and fungus and stuff that totally life off that now, and soak all of it up. Like how that mushroom started growing everywhere after Chernobyl? Anyway, he thought it was probably to livable levels at this point so for kicks and giggles they sent a probe down and the readings were concurrent with his theory but the only way to test it for sure would be to send down humans and Jaha was all like - I know! let's send the juvenile delinquents! - and my dad was all - oh hell no - so now they decided it was too much of a risk, and that they'd just wait it out like we'd always planned, despite the fact that some people live miserable lives up here that could really flourish on Earth."

"O." He breathed out anxiously. I nodded.

"Anyway I've convinced my dad to get everything prepped so that if we can find 100 people who would be willing to get on the dropship - without promising them anything or alerting anyone to whats really going on, so it would have to be super surreptitious and kind of sneaky - then he can put the proposal through to Jaha and you, me, Aurora, and Octavia are going to go live on Earth so we can get ready for Cleo, Alexandra, Marc, Leo, and Raphael. Got it?" He stared at me in shock. To be fair, I had just said something rather shocking.

"How did I ever get so lucky as to end up with you?" I froze. He wasn't. He wasn't supposed to have ended up with me. He was supposed to end up with some other girl. Some other girl who would never put him at risk by taking him to Earth. Some other girl who he would have loved more than anything. Some other girl who would have loved him. His soul mate probably. He should have ended up with his soulmate and instead he got me. Yeah. Sure. Lucky guy.

"Can you grab me some paper?" I asked, avoiding the question in an incredibly not subtle way. He tossed it to me with my favorite not-drawing pencil and I numbered it 1-100.

So there's 6 people in solitary who are for sure gonna be floated, right? No way they don't take the potential out. I wrote them down. I'd say 60 of the other kids in jail are high probability floaters. Shall we say... 40 of them will chose to go down?

"30. Stay on the safe side." I ticked off those numbers with a 'p' for prisoners.

"Okay, then there's Raven and Finn. They'll definitely want to go. Raven already pretty much said it. She'll be useful. Engineer and everything."

"Us, obviously."

"Yup!" I wrote 'Blake' on four of the slots. He kissed my cheek.

"I bet you 500 bucks that Wells wants to go the minute he finds out what you're doing." He said. I rolled my eyes, but wrote his name at the bottom of the list, below the number 100.

"Last resort. His dad might tank the project if it means loosing Wells." He nodded as I jotted down Jasper Jordan and Monty Green's names. "I don't know what their parents will do, but the two of them want off the Ark, like yesterday."

"I bet Mrs. Kane wants to go down." He said quickly. "Tree keeper lady?"

"Marcus's mom. Yeah." I wrote her down. We spent the next hour and a half coming up with a list of people, both useful in starting a colony, and also who may not be particularly happy on the Ark. We had 150. Now we just had to go around and see if they were interested. Most of them were more likely to talk about this sort of thing with Bellamy, who despite his guard status, was still 'one of them' and they knew he wasn't about to start narcing on anyone. Their were maybe a dozen of them who would be fine talking to me. He looked at me and sighed.

"What if this doesn't work?"

"Then we find another way to get Octavia and your mom to Earth, Bell."

"You're a stubborn person, you know that?"

"Yeah but I'm your stubborn person." I teased before I could stop myself. Only I wasn't. He belonged to someone else, and I didn't get to be his either. He reached for me with a grin, but I didn't think I could bear that just now. "I'm gonna go get started on my list." I said turning away and stepping out of his arms. "I'll see you later, okay?" I didn't wait for a response before I led our door slide shut behind me.

Poll: This smut was pretty mild... I wanted to grasp how people were feeling about how smutty this story should be before I wrote something really hot or lemony... should there be more Bellarke Porn?