A/N So much happening in this chapter! So many fluffy-fluffins! Whew!
Clarke
Over the next week and half, Clarke and Bellamy try to keep their secret from spilling as they sneak from each other's rooms every other morning.
Clarke gives a sleepy Bellamy a long kiss before slipping out of his room one morning and sees Eric on her way back to her room.
"Eric!" She calls out to catch him and he stops to wait for her with a smile.
"I was hoping to give you another sample to test soon."
Eric smiles at her with a laugh.
"But there is no law against getting pregnant anymore. Your friend can just come to the medical unit to be tested and there is no risk of repercussions."
Clarke opens her mouth to argue but finds that she has no argument to make without revealing her secret.
"Oh, right. I guess I forgot that."
Eric gives her a warm goodbye as he heads towards the Medical bay and leaves Clarke wandering distractedly back to her room.
Later that morning, Clarke seeks out Bellamy in the security office just as he is about to begin his rounds and Clarke opts to walk with him, talking in a low voice to explain the minor problem they have. Bellamy is quiet for a long time as he thinks and walks, until they are between the fence and the new water tanks being built near the eastern side of Arkadia.
"Well you can either just tell your mom or come clean with Eric." He says finally and Clarke nods as she came to the same conclusions.
"He's working there now, but what if my Mom sees me there? I need an excuse to be in the Med bay."
Bellamy stares at the ground as an idea strikes Clarke. She reaches over to grab the hunting knife out of the sheath on Bellamy's belt and before he can react, Clarke slices a deep cut through the side of her hand.
"CLARKE! What the fuck?!" Bellamy yells suddenly and Clarke throws the blade back to him as she puts pressure on her new wound.
"This is less suspicious." She claims as she walks towards the doors of Arkadia. Bellamy follows her as he stuffs the knife back in his belt and escorts her all the way into the Med bay and stands beside her as Eric rushes over to look at her hand.
"What happened?" He asks as he grabs some gauze and replaces her hand over the wound.
Clarke can feel the waves of annoyance and anger rolling off Bellamy, but she ignores him as she makes up a story about how she cut herself. Cuts and bruises are so common in Arkadia that Eric doesn't question the vague account she gives him.
As Eric concentrates on Clarke's hand, she leans in to speak to him quietly.
"I also need that blood test we talked about."
Eric's head snaps up from her bloody hand to look at her with confusion.
"I told you, though. Your friend just has to come in."
Clarke can feel the flush on her cheeks as she darts her gaze away for a moment.
"Actually, the sample I gave you last time was… mine."
Eric pauses as he gets out a suture kit and then understanding dawns.
"Ah. I understand now. The issue was Abby finding out." He surmises as his gaze slides over to Bellamy's imposing stance beside her. To his credit, Eric doesn't comment as he numbs the area around her cut and gets ready to attach a couple stitches. When he's done with that, he gets up to walk to the back of the med bay and comes back with a blood sample kit.
He lays it out and surreptitiously looks around for any on-lookers.
"If its slow in here today and I get a spare minute, I can have the results for you by tonight."
Clarke forces a smile at him as he slides the needle into her arm.
"That would be great." She says lamely, and Bellamy leans closer to take her other hand in his.
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Bellamy reluctantly leaves Clarke to return to work and Clarke sits in her room, trying to distract herself from the myriad of scenarios in her head. When Bellamy finishes work he comes to her room with his tablet and starts reading to her until he insists on taking her to the mess hall for a meal.
They choke down some food in silence until Bellamy straightens suddenly at the sight of Eric dekeing between tables, making his way towards them. Eric takes the seat between them and Clarke can't seem to help but hold her breath.
"I'm not sure what outcome you were hoping for, but the test I ran on the blood sample came back positive."
Clarke doesn't hear anything else that Eric says but knows that Bellamy speaks to him a bit before the apprentice doctor leaves.
Bellamy moves to the chair beside her and sits quietly with Clarke, their plates abandoned, as the dinner crowd starts filing in and their table fills with their friends. She tries to act natural and fools Jasper and Monty, but Octavia and Raven's gazes narrow and move between Bellamy and Clarke suspiciously. Clarke tunes out the usual conversations and looks up at Bellamy after a few minutes.
"Everyone will know." She says to him quietly and Bellamy nods slowly before Clarke stands from her seat, stares down at him for a few seconds and slides into his lap to kiss him like there's no one else in the room. Silence falls around them as Bellamy slips his hands around Clarke's waist and kisses her back lazily.
She hears Octavia through the fog of her brain and pulls her lips away from Bellamy's.
"So, I guess the secret is out then?" She asks sarcastically and Bellamy answers without tearing his gaze from Clarke's face.
"I guess so."
Clarke stands and holds her hand out to him as she hears Monty pipe up.
"You KNEW?!"
He exclaims to Octavia, but Clarke doesn't hear the rest as she turns and walks out of the mess hall with Bellamy's hand in hers. She doesn't walk towards either of their rooms but towards the Med bay and Bellamy stays silent as she leads him towards her Mother.
They walk through the Med bay plastic sheeting and Clarke stands waiting for her Mother to finish up with a patient as she smiles warmly at Clarke and Bellamy, their clasped hands hidden behind Clarke's back. Bellamy draws little soothing circles into the small of her back with his thumb as they wait, and Clarke takes an astonishing amount of comfort from the small motion.
Finally, Abby sends a farm worker on his way with a warning to lift with his knees instead of his back and gestures Clarke and Bellamy over with a wave of her hand as she types a few notes into a tablet.
Clarke walks over to the semi-secluded cubicle and Abby quirks her head curiously at their hands when she notices. When she looks up into Clarke's face and Clarke can see an inking of understanding in her mother's face.
"Is everything alright, Clarke?" She asks apprehensively as she puts down the tablet and turns fully towards them, and Clarke suddenly feels panic bubble up from her stomach as she scrambles for the words. Bellamy squeezes her hand, bolstering her confidence slightly as the blunt statement tumbles from her mouth.
"I'm pregnant." She says simply and her heart hammers in her chest as she waits for her mother's reaction.
Abby's face morphs through a few different emotions starting with shock before settling on a small smile as she steps forward to hug her daughter. Clarke feels the hot tears spilling down her cheeks as she sobs into her Mother's shoulder and Bellamy steps aside to let them have their moment.
"Clarke, I know I should be the worried parent at all this added responsibility for you, but all I can think is that we have all seen so much death and horror; a baby is a happy thing and you of all people deserve some amount of happiness."
Clarke can barely see through the tears in her eyes and she glances over at Bellamy as he furtively ducks his head and swipes at his own eyes. Abby leans back to smile at Clarke and then chuckles as she reaches over to pull Bellamy into her embrace as well.
"I don't think I could have asked for a better man to take care of my daughter and grand-child." She says in a shaky voice, through her tears, and then stands back to beam at them and wipe her wet cheeks.
"Well, looks like I'll need to get that bloodwork from you for a different reason soon."
They all laugh through their sniffles as Bellamy leans over to kiss the top of Clarke's head.
"We actually just found out for sure and haven't even talked about it ourselves yet. Abby, if you don't mind, I might steal Clarke away for a little while to do that."
Abby laughs and nods emphatically.
"Yes. Yes. By all means, go and sort yourselves out. And don't worry, I won't say a word to anyone until you do."
Clarke darts forward for one more, quick hug from her Mother before letting Bellamy lead her away. She has a dazed smile on her face for the entire walk back to Bellamy's room. She knows that she should be worried about so many things but walking with Bellamy's hand in hers and their child growing inside her, Clarke feels a strange sense of contentment.
She decides to enjoy it while it lasts and smiles over at Bellamy as they step thought the doorway to his room. Bellamy grins widely at her before yanking on her hand to pull her up against him and descending on her lips.
They had the next nine months to talk about it.