The next morning Bellamy awoke to find that at some point in the night, Clarke had rolled onto her side, her face was buried in a mess of blonde curls on his chest. Smiling at the picture she posed, he wished he had a camera to take a picture. This photo he could hold over her head forever. Using one finger he parted the wayward locks so that he could see her face. She was so much more peaceful when she slept. There were times when she would suddenly jolt in her sleep, but the screaming had long since stopped. He continued to move her hair out of her eyes gently. He knew she was up in the middle of the night because he felt her move away and come back. While one hand moved the hair off her face, the other gently caressed her arm. He had never said anything, even to Clarke, but he loved having her here. Finally, she began to stir a little bit "hey sleepyhead" he whispered "its almost time to get up".

"No" Clarke replied sleepily "I don't want to".

Bellamy chuckled "Well I am sorry to be the one to inform you, but you have to get up".

"not yet" she returned. "no, not yet" he agreed, still caressing her arm.

Bellamy rolled onto his side, leaning on his elbow watching her. Still trying to avoid getting up Clarke rolled onto her back. "stop" she barked. Bellamy chortled "stop what?"

"stop looking at me" she pleaded.

"Im not looking at yo…" he trailed off as Clarke opened her eyes and looked directly into his. "you were saying?" she stared at him pointedly. Bellamy shrugged "I cant help it" he admitted "I like to watch you sleep." Realizing she was going to have to actually get up, Clarke groaned pulled herself to a sitting position and leaned against him "why?" she asked. "Did you know that when you sleep, you look like you don't have a care in the world?" he asked. "It doesn't feel that way" she grumbled. "I know, I can tell when you move or jolt" he said "but its better than before". Clarke nodded in agreement. "Are you two ever going to get up" Raven bellowed opening the door. "knock much?" Bellamy glared at her. "well if you wanted your privacy, you should lock you door" she pointed out. Clarke chuckled "don't encourage her" Bellamy Grumbled. Raven ignored him "Come on you two" she spoke excitedly "today is the day we have planned for, worked hard for. Enjoy it".

"I'd rather enjoy another hour of sleep" Clarke grumbled. "me too" Bellamy agreed.

"Fine, you two stay here and enjoy your 'rest' "Raven scoffed "im going to find someone who appreciates my celebratory mood"

"Lock the door behind you" Bellamy bellowed to her retreating figure.

"She's right you know" Bellamy said "we do have to get up eventually"

Clarke nodded "just not yet" she said leaning into him. Bellamy snaked an arm behind her and pulled her closer "not yet" he agreed.

Someone banging on the door woke him up "I'll be damned, she actually locked the door" Bellamy chortled. He looked down at Clarke, who had fallen asleep as well. "Okay, okay were coming" he bellowed. The banging stopped. "Come on princess" he tipped her head back "now it is time to get up". Clarke opened her eyes and looked up at him "We can do this right?' she questioned. "We have done this. Look around you" Bellamy answered her "we are living in a space age building, that we repaired and rebuilt to withstand the worst that Mother Nature has to offer peacefully with people who have tried on more than one occasion to kill us. Yes Clarke" he lifted her chin with his finger "we can do this!"

Clarke stared into his eyes the intensity in them made her breath catch. "don't" he spoke huskily. "don't what" she asked. "look at me like that" he answered

"why?" Clarke responded. "Because when you look at me like that, I want to do this" he said closing the distance between them, capturing her lips with his. Turning her for better access, Bellamy lowered her to the bed, his lips never leaving hers.

Taken by surprise, Clarke's first reaction was to fight the kiss, but as he deepened the kiss, the heat and intensity of it shattered her resistance she locked her arms around his neck dropping her head back against the mattress. Taking advantage of the situation Bellamy dropped his lips to the sensitive area on her neck. Clarke struggled to catch her breath. Bellamy reclaimed her lips, this time with an intensity that rocked them both.

"Hey" Raven bellowed from outside the door "Unless you want Abby to open this door, the two of you might want to stop whatever it is you are doing". Breaking the kiss off, Bellamy's chest heaved as he struggled to catch his breath. Still holding her, he dropped his head onto her chest. Not wanting to break the spell, neither of them spoke. "okay, Im going to get Abby" Raven continued. Clarke was the first to find her voice "No, were up" she spoke as loudly as her shallow breaths would allow, hoping that Raven would hear her. Outside the door, Raven grinned, she heard the catch in Clarke's breath "you got five minutes" she declared walking across the hall.

Rolling onto his side, he pulled her into his chest and crossed his arms around her waist. Unable to stop himself, he nibbled at the sensitive spot on her neck. "Bell…amy" she moaned breathlessly "stop, my mom"

"I don't want to" he confessed hoarsely. Clarke sighed trying not to lose her mind as Bellamy continued to cut a path across her neck with his lips "Bell" she arched against him. "Abby is on her way" Raven hollered outside the door.

"When the radiation hits" Bellamy drawled "I'm going to push Raven out into it".

Lacing her fingers with his Clarke laughed "I'll help you"

"We better get up before your mom gets here" Bellamy nudged her. Groaning, Clark sat up "you have terrible timing" she scoffed.

"Tell me about it" Bellamy agreed dropping a kiss on her forehead. Climbing over her, he was now standing in front of her, his hand extended. Clarke allowed him to pull her to a standing position. Walking toward the closet, he tossed her some clothes. They quickly got dressed knowing that Abby did have a key and would use it. Pulling her close, Bellamy dropped a quick kiss on her swollen lips "I'll work on my timing" he whispered softly. "You do that" she responded breathlessly.