The Space Between

by shipsinlove3

Bellamy has been hearing Clarke's voice over the radio for nearly two years now, but he hasn't been able to respond. What happens, when the prisoner ship that stole everything from our favorite group makes it's way to Earth? Will Raven be able to fix the radio in time for Bellamy to warn Clarke of the danger heading her way? Post Season 4 Finale.

12. The Aftermath

I do not own any characters, plots, or anything else pertaining to "The 100". This chapter will show the aftermath of the battle, let's hope Bellarke make it out of this alive. I hope you continue to enjoy this story and thanks for reading.

Chapter 12

The Aftermath

Clarke and Octavia make their way just past the tree line. The throbbing in her shoulder is growing worse by the second, but Bellamy comes first. Clarke knows that she needs to stop the bleeding in both his leg and his chest, or he won't make it out of this. They lay him gently on the ground and she assesses the wounds. There's so much blood, she's not sure which injury is worse. Clarke looks up at Octavia. "I need you to get Maddi, she has my backpack with medical supplies." She watches Bellamy's sister run as fast as she's ever seen her through the trees. "Clarke." The words come out as a whisper, but she hears them clearly. Her heart starts pounding, as she looks down to see the man that's somehow become her everything. Clarke grabs his hand. "What happened?" She shakes her head. "You were shot twice, Bellamy. Octavia went to get the supplies, I'm going to save you." He manages a small smirk and her heart warms at the sight. Clarke hears leaves crunching and looks over to see Maddi, her mother, and Octavia running through the trees. Her mother quickly comes straight towards her and starts grabbing the necessary supplies out of the backpack. "Let me look at your shoulder." Clarke shakes her head. "Take care of Bellamy first." Her mother doesn't listen and lifts her jacket. She examines her shoulder. "It's not deep, let me take it out and clean it up. Then, we can work on Bellamy." Her mother removes the bullet and takes out a bandage. She then pours a little alcohol on it. Her mother dabs it on her arm and quickly applies the bandage. Then, she hands her a bottle of alcohol and a few bandages. "You bandage his leg and I'll work on his chest wound. He's already lost a lot of blood, but I'll do everything I can to save him." Clarke feels an ache in her chest at her mother's words, but she starts working on the task at hand. She pours the alcohol on one of the bandages and sets to work cleaning the wound. The blood is quickly soaking through and she's working as fast as she can.

A few moments later, two little hands appear in front of her with a couple of bandages. She looks up to see Maddi, with tears in her eyes, trying to help her. Clarke's thankful that she has her daughter right by her side at this moment, helping her when she needs her the most. She gives her a small smile and they work on Bellamy for nearly a half an hour. "Stay with me, Bellamy." Clarke's eyes move upwards and she sees him going in and out of consciousness again. She crawls over towards his head and grabs his hand, squeezing it in hers. Bellamy's eyes open for a few moments and her heart lifts. "You're going to be okay." Bellamy nods slightly. "If you say so, Princess." Clarke gives him a small smile and then his eyes suddenly close. Her heart drops and she puts her hand on the side of his bloody cheek. "Bellamy." He doesn't stir and she looks over at her mother, who's stitching him up the best she can. "Mom, is he…?" Her mother shakes her head and finishes the last of the stitching. Her eyes meet hers. "He's going to be fine, just lost consciousness because of how much pain he's in." Clarke nods and feels the tears begin to fill her eyes. He's going to be okay, but what's next?

Bellamy opens his eyes, his whole body aching. His vision is blurry, as he tries to make out his surroundings. The last thing he remembers clearly, was looking at Clarke across the field, fear etched all over her face. He must have blacked out from the pain and he vaguely remembers talking to Clarke, before everything went black again. Bellamy feels the warmth of the sun on his face, as Clarke's face comes into view. She's keeling next to him, knowing that he can't lift himself up because of his injuries, and their eyes connect. Despite the piercing pain in his leg and chest, his heart warms at how concerned she looks for him. Clarke gives him a small smile. "How are you feeling?" Bellamy sighs at how useless he feels at the moment. He should be out there trying to rescue his friends, not lying here so helplessly. "Like I've been shot in two places." Clarke nods at his words. "Bell, you're awake." He looks over to see Octavia rushing towards him, a small smile playing on her lips.

She stops at his side, towering over him, like the powerful leader she's become. "I'm glad you're okay, big brother." Bellamy gives her a small smirk. "What's going on with our group inside, have you come up with a plan b yet to save them?" Octavia shakes her head, seemingly frustrated with the situation. She locks eyes with him. "It's not looking good. I can't risk anymore of my people for the sake of a small group. I wasn't expecting to lose so many of my people. We've already lost half, I'm sorry, Bell." Octavia's eyes look away from his quickly and he knows that this is getting to her. He's sure that she's doubting her leadership skills because she can't save everyone. "O, listen to me, none of this is your fault." His sister's eyes connect with his again. "These are my people and they're my responsibility to protect. You know that responsibility better than anyone." Bellay nods at her words, agreeing with her notion of him understanding the difficulties of being a leader and the burden that comes with it. The difference between his leadership and hers is that he had someone else to shoulder some of that burden and she doesn't. While Kane and Indra help Octavia with implementing the law, they let her make all the final decisions. Kane had told him earlier, that using that system had worked and Octavia had managed to keep order in the bunker for nearly seven years. "Yeah, but I didn't have to carry it alone, I had Clarke." He turns his head and gives Clarke another smirk.

She grabs his hand in hers, spreading a warmth through his otherwise battered body. "You two are going to have to figure out a plan b on your own." Bellamy turns to Clarke and he knows what she's thinking before she even says it out loud. "I'll go." He shakes his head, not wanting to think about what might happen if Drake catches Clarke. "I'm coming with you." She turns to him, with determination in her eyes. "Your stiches have to heal, I can do this on my own, Bellamy." He stares at Clarke for a few moments, fearing that she'll get herself hurt or killed in the process of trying to play the hero. "I go." Bellamy looks over at Maddi, who's now standing by Octavia over him. "I'm not letting the two of you go without me, we're doing this together." He starts to sit up, wincing a little from the pain. "You're not going with them, Bell. I'll go and leave Kane in charge." Bellamy lays back down, still hating the fact that he can't help them worth a damn. His eyes lock with Clarke's and he prays that they make it back in one piece because he can't imagine living, without the three most important people in his life by his side.