"My big plan...I always told myself I'd do what I always wanted to when Octavia was big enough. I want to go back to school and study mechanics or physics. I want to become a teacher. Work in a high school or a college maybe. I always liked helping Octavia with her school work. So yeah. I'd look into that. Then, who knows? Maybe I'd move around. Maybe I'll have a couple of little Bellamys one day. Then retire to the California or something. France speak a different language." He explained, shifting around against the beanbag, a little uncomfortable about sharing.

"Wow. That wasn't what I expected, but I think it's great. Teaching, huh? Kinda suits you." Clarke said.

"So how about you Princess? Any big plans?"

"That's tricky. I've just always had this dream about becoming a doctor. I never considered what I'd do after that." She played around with the sleeve of her shirt, considering it.

"Well, I guess that's the good bit. You get to find a new dream." Bellamy said. Clarke thought it sounded familiar.

"That's from Tangled! I made you watch that." They laughed and Bellamy touched the side of his ribs gently.

"You alright? We can go back to your room if you'd prefer."

"I'm fine, it's just getting a bit more painful." Bellamy admitted, and was glad that Clarke didn't look overly concerned.

"Let me take a look, but it's probably just your body reacting to being taken off medication for them. You've been on it for a while now." Bellamy pulled up a section of his hospital-given shirt for Clarke to look at. She rubbed her hands together so they were a little warm and pressed lightly on one of his previously broken ribs. He tensed up while Clarke tried to feel any abnormalities. She moved her hands across to another rib, just above it. He'd broken 3 altogether, but the two on his right side were worse.

"I can't feel anything wrong. The muscles still a little tender, but that's expected. That's probably what you're experiencing. She pushed 3 fingers onto the border of his muscle and he automatically tried to move away, but relaxed a little when the pain lowered considerably. Clarke told one of his hands and spread his fingers over the side of his ribcage.

"Feel the difference?" She asked as she pushed his fingers a little. Never taking his eyes off her Bellamy muttered a general agreement but couldn't help but feel distracted by the fact that Clarke was touching his bare skin and his hand. Her hands were soft and very gentle. She seemed to notice as well because she stopped talking and simply looked at Bellamy. Bellamy urged himself to go forwards and did so as painlessly as he could. Clarke didn't move towards him, and didn't move away either which Bellamy told to be a good sign.

As soon as he was a few inches away from kissing her Bellamy panicked. She wasn't showing any indication of emotions on her face and she was impossible to read. He paused for a fraction of a second and that was all the time Clarke needed to move back. She pulled his shirt back to it's original place, not showing any skin and moved back to where she'd been sitting down.

"See, so it's nothing to worry about." She commented and Bellamy cleared his throat.

"How do you think she's going?" Bellamy asked and both of them turned their attention to the door as if somebody would magically come in and tell them. Clarke sighed.

"I wish there was something more I could have done. Treatments, anything." She explained. Bellamy didn't now much about medicine, but he did know Clarke.

"You've done everything you could have done and more. She knows that. Everybody knows that. This is the best chance for her." They remained silent, Clarke thinking about Bellamy's words and considering them. Logically she knew she'd done what she could. The surgery would save her life. But she still wanted to wish for a miracle.

"Man, for a gang member, you're pretty nice." She said finally, grinning at him.

"Gang member? I thought we'd cleared this up."

"Well I don't believe you. I reckon you got beaten up while trying to run away with your mob leader's daughter who he'd overly-protective of. Or. wait! You accidentally set the alarm off while you bugged your rival gangs drug house. Or you-"

"I'm not a walking stereotype you know. I'm not in a gang." Bellamy thought about it for a second "Look, I can't tell you why I'm in here yet, but once I get out, I can show you? If you'll let me."

"And there's no chance of me getting shot?" She eyed him up suspiciously as he shook his head "Doesn't this sort of nullify our agreement? About chess."

"Ah, no. This is not me asking you out on a date. This is simply me, asking you to accompany me to a mystery location, whereabouts unknown, for a mystery event or a mystery reason." He grinned. "Not date-y at all."

"It sort of sounds like a date that would end in me getting murdered, but fine." Bellamy couldn't believe his luck. Now he didn't have to be so worried about not seeing Clarke after he left the hospital.

"Told you, you don't get rid of me that easily." Bellamy coxed and Clarke budged over to him and pushed him playfully on the arm. He pushed back, just a little bit harder and this continued until Bellamy caught hold of Clarke's hand before she could hit him. Neither of them moved. Even if the positioning was a bit awkward the pair were holding hands and both liked it.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door and just before it opened Clarke sprang up on her feet. Two boys walked in a little awkwardly, looking around. One had floppy dark hair and a pale complexion and the other had scruffy brown hair and was considerably taller than the boy to his side. Clarke did not recognize either of them, but Bellamy did.

"Monty! Jasper! What are you too doing here?" Bellamy hauled himself up as best he could to come over to greet the two smiling boys. They hugged quickly, both of them careful with his ribs.

"Clarke, meet two of the best mechanics I have. Monty Green." He indicated to the smaller boy "And Jasper Jordan." He gestured to the taller one. "This boys, is my doctor, Clarke Griffin."

"Nice to meet you both." She smiled and outstretched her hand, shaking each of theirs in turn and somehow a little disappointed that it wasn't Bellamy's hand in her's instead.

"So boys." Bellamy said. "Tell me everything that's been happening."

Hello! Thanks for reading, I hope you're as excited for me adding Jasper and Monty as I am! (Although I'm worried about writing them) New chapter will be up tomorrow :)