**Clarke**
Whatever happens, I'll make my way to back to you, I promise.
I want to stop running and catch my breath but I can't bring myself to stop, that would mean giving up on Bellamy and I couldn't do that. Room 12 couldn't be too far away now. I've reached room 9 but something inside of me believes that it won't just be a small lock to pick to enter room 12. Yet I continue running, an aching pain at the backs of my legs. Gritting my teeth, I push through it and carry on. Trickles of sweat dropping from my forehead, I never realised how big this place was.
Honestly, I was expecting the guards chasing after me, but they're probably all fussing over Bellamy which worries me even more. No one seems to really care about me, no one at all. As if I'm invisible but I know I'm back in my body because I can open and close doors. I nearly sprint past room 12 but I skid on the wet floor and turn the corner toward room 12. The door, like I predicted, wasn't just bolted shut. Quickly, I peer in the glass window, to see a crowd of wires, guards, doctors and injections. Gulping quietly, I duck below the glass window and floods of ideas pop up in my mind. I needed to get inside room 12, smoothly, silently and sneakily. Rejecting the stupid thoughts, I make a stupid and reckless decision, I look up and down the corridor, checking to see if there are any guards around. No one. I smirk when I see the steep ladder, leading one level down. I was making an entrance from under the room, they'll never see it coming. For a split second, I smile at my great idea before breaking into a fast sprint. My hands became quite sweaty, so it's hard to get a good grip on the ladder, I pray not to slip off as that won't be good for anyone. Bellamy would be dead and I would be taken again and used for experiments. I was not going to lose my chance to save him – I couldn't. Trying to concentrate, the memory of the ark, camp is all gone. Everything we built, has crashed and burned, and only a few are alive today.
Clarke
The ladder seemed to be extremely long and my arms start feeling weak and useless.
I don't know what's going to happen once we leave this drop ship. But it might be the last time we ever have a private moment together.
My hands start becoming really sweaty, and my grip starts to loosen.
And I just wanted to tell you something
I fall, my body jerking once it hits the ground, my eyes start pushing themselves shut.
I love you Clarke Griffin
Remembering Bellamy words, I push myself up. Ignoring the aching pain all over my body. I had to do this.
"Don't worry Bell, I won't let them hurt you." I tell myself. I limp as quickly as I can towards the exact spot underneath room 12. Just as I thought, there's an unlocked hatch leading to the room. Idiots. Silently, I try hauling it open, praying for it not to make a huge noise, luckily it doesn't. Gripping the edges, I leap and stretch my arms to push my body through the hatch. My upper body strength was awful, but I know it won't let me down today. My head still feels a bit dizzy from the falling but I try to ignore it as best as I can. I needed to hurry up. Finally, I'm in the room, I become light on my feet as I look around and crawl to the cabinets. Peering up, I see Bellamy wired to all these different machines, with doc next to him an enormous needle in his right hand. I taking a deep breath, I creep up, and with no hesitation I run. Straight to doc, knocking the needle right from his hands. "Get the hell of him!" I scream, doc doesn't seem as weak as I though because he's tackling me as best as he could but being on the ground for a while has taught me to be tougher. Suddenly, I think I'm winning but then I feel the guards pulling me off, I punch and kick as hard as I can but it's obvious that they are stronger.
"Well, well, it's almost like the opposite of a fairy-tale. The brave princess saving the rebel king." The doctor hovers the needle at Bellamy's neck, while I scream and shout for him to stop. "Sadly, this fairy tale won't end in happy ever after." Sticking the needle in the vein on Bellamy's neck, it's like I suddenly have a rush of adrenaline, I just pounce. Knocking the guards to the floor and making the doctor smash to the ground. Yanking the liquid full needle from Bellamy's neck I stick it in the doctors instead.
"You were wrong, it does end in a happy ever after, but not for you." I tell him before pushing the needle down and letting the liquid flow into his system, killing him. "Bellamy." I whisper, jumping up and pulling out all the tubes and wires attached to his fragile body. His eyes are firmly shut and I rest his head of my lap. I had no idea what they have already done to him but the only thing I can do is pray. "Come on Bell, wake up. Please, wake." His face is cold and pale, I can feel the tears starting to fall. "You can't break your promise, not now. Not after everything we've been through." I feel for Bellamy's pulse on his neck and eventually I let out a deep breath when I feel the slow beating. Bellamy was alive.
For now.