A/N I honestly have no idea where I'm going with this story. Suggestions?
Over the next few days, there are non-stop meetings and planning about habitation and all the little details that need to be perfected before the last of the human race can survive down on the planet surface. Clarke floats from project to project, wherever she is needed, and though Bellamy is never that far from her with his trademark stoic protectiveness, she never really gets more than a few words with him before one of them is called away. The longer they go without talking about what happened between them, the more awkward it gets.
When Clarke gets a chance to eat, she just pours some algae in a cup and continues working until she falls into bed, in utter exhaustion. She is on her way to do just that after hours of discussion over materials needed to construct housing in the caves.
Clarke walks into her room with her eyes almost closed and has every intention of collapsing onto her bed fully clothed when someone steps out of her washroom. Clarke jerks into survival mode and her boot knife is in her hand instantly as she holds Diyoza's eyes and waits for an attack.
Diyoza holds up her hands in surrender and speaks quickly.
"I just want to talk. I have some information that will make life on the surface easier, but I want something for it."
Clarke slowly rises from her crouch but doesn't put away her knife as she ponders the older woman's words.
"What kind of information and what do you want for it?" She asks suspiciously and Diyoza smiles wickedly.
"See, this is why I prefer to deal with you. Your mother is too emotional, but your kid has potential." She concedes and Clarke just waits for her to get to the point.
"Hidden on this ship are supplies and seeds for anything you could want to grow. The ship was equipped with emergency terra-forming supplies in the event of it's crew being stranded on an alien planet."
Clarke is shocked into silence and waits again for Diyoza's demands.
"Look we'll play by your rules for now, but me and mine plan to leave your little band of misfits when we have enough resources to set out on our own and search for the other Eleguis ship. What I want is the supplies we'll need to leave when the time comes. And I want it in writing."
Clarke gives Diyoza a hard stare for a few minutes before relaxing further and propping her boot on the edge of the bed to re-sheath her knife.
"Deal. But the amount resources you take cannot cripple the main group in any way."
Clarke holds out a hand and its Diyoza's turn to pause and think before taking Clarke's hand and cementing their pact.
"Good. I will send someone to retrieve the seeds and supplies tomorrow after you've written up and signed the contract. The supplies are hidden in a tight spot that I *she gestures to her very pregnant stomach* wouldn't fit through."
Clarke nods in silent agreement and watches the sly woman open the door and walk away.
Just as Clarke is starting to ponder the possibilities of these new supplies, there's a knock at her door and Clarke snaps out of her daydream to open the door for Bellamy and Cleo. They both shoulder their way inside with a stern expression and a chirp of greeting before Bellamy turns to Clarke and Cleo hops up to settle on the foot of Clarke's bed.
"Was that Diyoza leaving your room?" He asks without preamble and Clarke sighs heavily as the exhaustion comes rushing back over her. Clarke sits on the edge of her bed and starts unlacing her boots as she explains.
"Yes. With good news for a change."
Bellamy's head quirks sideways comically as Clarke explains about the hidden supplies and seeds. She can't help the slight smile on her face as she watches the myriad of emotions cross Bellamy's handsome features.
He sits down hard beside Clarke on the bed as he stares forward, thinking.
"This could change everything." He says finally before surprising Clarke by whipping around on the bed to kiss her.
Clarke laughs as Bellamy pushes her backwards on the bed to pepper her with kisses. Cleo gives a small bark of happiness before curling back up in her spot, letting the humans continue their moment.
"You're in a good mood." Clarke says between giggles and kisses and she feels his grin on the skin of her throat.
"We don't get 'wins' very often, so I want to celebrate." He says with a devious glint in his eyes and Clarke laughs and kisses him back playfully for a moment before pushing lightly on his chest to get him off her.
Bellamy takes the hint and stands up from the bed.
"That's all I came over here for, but the new supplies are welcome news too." He says as he backs towards the door with a smirk.
Clarke doesn't even sit up but chuckles and calls after him.
"Good night, Bellamy."
She hears the door open.
"Good night, Clarke."
And she barely hears the door close before Clarke is fading to sleep.