I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to get this out! This will be the last chapter before the epilogue! I can't believe this story is almost wrapped up! I hope y'all have enjoyed reading as much as I've enjoyed writing! Y'all are the best readers a girl could as for! So I give you Bellarke fluff! :)

Chapter 25

Clarke stood at her bedroom window looking out over the backyard. White chairs shone in the early afternoon light, pink roses scattered here and there as Raven ran around like a master wedding planner pointing this way and that as she told Murphy and Miller where she wanted everything.

Everyone had been so excited when they'd shared their news a little over two months ago. The kids had hugged them fiercely, AJ grinning broadly as he used his new favorite word- a word he'd never been able to use until Bellamy came into their lives- Dad.

Clarke smiled at the memory, the memory tucked safely in her heart for all time. She would never forget the look in Octavia's eyes as she held her hand, the teen's words bringing tears to her eyes.

"We've always wanted a family, now we're finally going to get our wish."

Raven had cried the moment Lincoln had smiled, a weight lifted from his young shoulders. He'd always taken on too much, worried too much. He'd thought it his responsibility to keep his mother and younger brother safe, but now he didn't have to worry any longer because Bellamy would take over from here.

Clarke turned when she heard a soft knock at her door, smiling as Octavia entered.

"Rae is going to kill someone if everything isn't perfect," O chuckled as she moved to sit on the bed.

Clarke laughed, "Many wouldn't think it, but Raven is a perfectionist. Everything has to be just so!"

"Oh I believe it," Octavia grinned, "Gotta love Wick though, he kinda calms the crazy."

"Yes he does," Clarke agreed, "Those two are a matching set if I ever saw one."

"A lot like someone else I know," Octavia said with a wink.

Clarke was just about to agree when the door burst open and AJ came racing in like a bat out of Hades, a brown puppy in his arms. The little boy was smudged with dirt, his hair windblown, with the biggest smile on his face.

"Look Mom! Look what Dad got," AJ practically squealed.

"I see," Clarke chuckled, "Where did Dad find our new addition?"

"I dunno," the little boy shrugged, "I'm gonna go show Linc!"

With that AJ was off like a rocket, the puppy now yipping along behind him. Clarke shook her head, unbelievably happy, and not even her son's dishevelment not forty-five minutes before her wedding could dim that.

"I'm going to go take care of that before Raven sees," Octavia said, quickly following in AJ's wake.

Clarke turned back to the window, her mind wandering to all the ways her life had changed. She'd gone from a single mother to one baby boy, to a single mother two little boys who were her whole world. She didn't think she could be any happier.

After Finn, she'd thought love had passed her by. She was content to raise her sons, and that was enough, but she hadn't planned on the dark haired hurricane who blew into town with his abrasive demeanor and gorgeous brown eyes.

She smiled as she remembered how rocky those first few weeks were. Raven had remarked over and over that she thought they'd been fighting feelings even then. Maybe they were, all Clarke knew was that he was unlike any man she'd ever known and she loved him more than she'd thought possible.

A wave of love crashed over her heart when she saw the tall figure that sauntered across the lawn. His dark hair was freshly trimmed, she'd seen to it the night before, and his white shirt was rolled up to reveal muscular forearms. His hands waved wildly, and she could only guess that Raven had indeed found out about the puppy.

Clarke watched as Raven threw her hands in the air and stomped off in the direction of the catering van obviously intent on tormenting the catering staff since nothing could be done about the puppy.

Then Clarke's gaze was drawn to the man she loved, as though by a very strong magnet. Her eyes locked with his, widening as he ran for the trellis beneath her window. She threw open the window, watching in terror as he began to climb.

"Bellamy Blake you be careful," she whisper yelled, half way hanging out the window.

He just shot her a grin that made her go weak in the knees and kept climbing until he was even with her, his brown eyes roving over her face in a gentle caress. Her breath hitched, and she couldn't believe how this man affected her.

"It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding," Clarke whispered.

"I don't believe in luck," Bellamy replied, his voice a low rumble just before his lips met hers.

Clarke was so lost in the kiss she hadn't heard the squeak of her door as it opened until a screech startled both her and Bellamy. She quickly grabbed two fistfuls of his shirt before he could fall backward, their eyes wide as they both looked to find Raven standing in the doorway- her face contorted in stormy anger.

"Clarke Blake! What do you think you're doing? You know it's bad luck to see the groom before the wedding! Stop canoodling! And you Bellamy Blake, you just climb right back down the way you came and go get ready," Raven yelled.

"Yes 'mam," Bellamy said, stealing one last kiss from Clarke before he quickly shimmied down the trellis and took off.

"Raven," Clarke said, ready for her lecture, but turned to find her friend grinning.

"I never thought I would see you so happy," Raven said softly, "After all that's happened, you deserve this sweetie, and I'm so happy for you."

Clarke rushed forward and threw her arms around Raven, hugging her tightly.

"Thanks, Rae. We've both gotten everything we ever wanted," Clarke smiled.

"Almost," Raven said, a secretive smile curving her lips.

"What are you talking about almost," Clarke asked until understanding dawned on her, "You're pregnant!"

Raven nodded, "We found out about a month ago."

"I'm so happy for you," Clarke said hugging her again, "We've both got the families we always wanted."

"We have," Raven said, hugging her tightly, "Who would've thought?"

"I would," Lincoln said smiling from the doorway.

"Did you hear," Raven asked sternly.

"I did. Congratulations Auntie Rae," he said as he came forward to hug her.

"Don't you tell a soul," Raven said as she pulled away.

"My lips are sealed," Lincoln winked before his expression turned serious, "Can I talk to Mom?"

"Sure, sweetie," Raven said without hesitation, giving them both a smacking kiss on the cheek then rushing out the door.

The room was silent as Clarke stared at her son. He'd grown so much since that day all those years ago, and she was so proud of him. She didn't think she could love him more even if she'd given birth to him.

"Mom," Lincoln called softly bringing her from her thoughts.

"Yeah baby," Clarke said, taking a seat on her bed and patting a spot beside her.

The mattress dipped as he sat down, his large hand gripping one of her smaller ones. They sat there for a while, Clarke's thumb brushing over his knuckles. She could tell he had something he wanted to say, and she was determined to be patient.

"Mom, you know I like Coach," Lincoln began, "and I'm glad you're not going to be lonely, but I don't want things to change."

"Lincoln," Clarke said, turning to face him, "Bellamy isn't going to change anything, ok. I'm still going to be your mom, and you still come first. I love Bellamy, but baby you and your brother are my world and nothing or no one will ever change that."

Clarke watched her son take a deep breath, his shoulders sagging in relief.

"I know, Mom, but I just had to hear you say it," he said with a brilliant smile.

"I love you my precious boy," Clarke said as she hugged him, remembering a time when he could fit so easily on her lap or in her arms.

"Love you too, Mom," Lincoln murmured against her shoulder.

"Alright, I hate to break up this touching moment, but I'm going to assume you're finished because I have worked my butt off planning this wedding and no wedding can go on without the bride," Raven said as she bustled into the room.

Lincoln kissed Clarke's cheek, "Yes ma'am. I'm leaving right now."

Both women watched him go, Clarke smiling fondly.

"He's all grown up," she said, her eyes glossing with tears.

"Yes he is, but he'll always need his momma," Raven said, patting Clarke's shoulder.

"Thanks Rae," Clarke sighed.

"No more tears. I have to get you ready or your groom is going to get antsy," Raven said as she ushered Clarke to her vanity.

"Well let's not keep him waiting!"

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Bellamy stood at base of the huge oak tree in Clarke's backyard. Bright blue and white streamers hung from its limbs, two large arrangements of white roses sitting on either side of him.

He felt calm; the knowledge that he would be seeing Clarke soon had settled his nerves. Only two hours earlier he was sure that this day was ruined, but no wedding goes off without a hitch…

"What do you mean he can't make it," Bellamy bellowed, "I can't get married without a pastor!"

He stood with his hands on his hips, his tie dangling around his neck, and his shirt unbuttoned. He'd been a nervous wreck all morning, excitement like he'd never known coursing through his veins. He wanted this day to be perfect…

"I'll make some calls and see what I can do," Wick offered.

"I could do it," Murphy said staring at his feet.

"You're not serious," Miller said, his features painted in shock.

"You can get anything on the internet," Murphy said with a shrug.

At this point Bellamy didn't care if AJ did the ceremony as long as he got to marry Clarke, "Fine, Murphy, but don't screw this up."

Bellamy grinned as he glanced over at Murphy, watching as he poured over his notes. Every now and again he'd take the handkerchief out of his pocket and wipe the sweat from his brow before glancing up at the growing crowd.

"I can't believe I agreed to do this," Murphy whispered loudly shifting from foot to foot.

"Well you can't back out now, so pull yourself together," Bellamy growled under his breath.

Murphy huffed, "I have no intention of backing out."

"Good, stop talking then. You're making me nervous," Bellamy muttered, turning back to stare down the isle.

Waiting for Clarke had felt like an eternity. He hated being separated from her, and he was ready to see her. He knew she would be beautiful because she was always beautiful.

He straightened when he heard the first strains of the lilting song, watching as Clarke's friend from work- Katie Monroe started down the isle. He couldn't help the smirk at Miller's gulp and the way his friend's eyes followed the young music teacher's every move.

Next came Octavia, her dark hair braided elaborately down her back. She'd picked out the deep blue dress herself, and Clarke had loved it so much she'd insisted the girl wear it.

Bellamy hugged his sister before she took her place beside Monroe, his gaze finding Raven's as she made her way forward. She gave him a promising smile, before her eyes found Wick's and they shared a smile as they obviously remembered their own wedding.

Finally came the moment he'd been waiting for. The crowd stood, and Bellamy fought to breath as Clarke came into view. Her dress was a light blue, so pale it was nearly white. Her blonde hair was piled atop her head, a crown of white flowers making her look like a nymph from Greek mythology.

Her smile was brilliant, her gaze fixed on him. AJ held one of her hands, his blue eyes so excited as he struggled to keep the slow pace. Lincoln looked solemn, his hand clutching his mother's like he never wanted to let go.

When they finally reached Bellamy, the music stopped and Murphy spoke, "Who gives this woman?"

"We do," AJ grinned.

Bellamy watched as Clarke kissed both boys and they took their places- AJ with his grandmother and Kane and Lincoln among Bellamy's groomsmen. Then he felt her small fingers entwine with his, and everything seemed to fall away- like they were the only two people on earth.

He barely heard anything Murphy said until it was time for them to give their vows. After a gentle nudge from Wick he quickly pulled a folded paper from his pocket, smoothing out the edges as he once again caught Clarke's gaze.

"Clarke Griffin, from the moment I met you I knew that I was destined to love you. No woman has ever challenged me or infuriated me as much as you. There were days that you made me want to shake you and then kiss you senseless," a chuckle went up from the crowd at this, Clarke's smile brilliant as she giggled, "I love you, Clarke. I promise to never let you forget that. I promise do everything in my power to make you smile, and when I can't I promise to hold you when you cry. I vow to be the man you need, to care for you, provide for you, and shelter you from the storms of life as best I can. You are my one and only, sweetheart, and everyday I love you more."

He watched as she wiped a few stray tears from her cheeks, her smile soft and her eyes filled with love.

"Bellamy Blake," Clarke began," I didn't want to love you. I wanted to hate your guts for all eternity, but the good Lord had another plan for us. You amaze me with how good you are with my sons, and you are perfect for me in every way. I promise to cherish you for the man you are. To love you in spite of your faults, and to never hold that cocky smirk against you. I vow to be your biggest fan, to encourage you, to be your safe place, and to help you see yourself the way I do because you are the best man I have ever known. I love you, Bell, and I will spend the rest of my life showing you just how much I care for you."

Bellamy smiled through his tears, placing a tender kiss on the palm of Clarke's hand.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife," Murphy grinned, "You may now kiss the bride."

Before Bellamy could even move his arms were full with the beautiful woman he now called his wife. Her lips were soft yet insistent as they moved against his in a kiss he would remember for the rest of his life. He could feel his heart hammering against his rib cage, his lungs screaming for air, but he would gladly deny himself oxygen for this.

When they finally broke apart the crowd was hooting and they were both out of breath, but they each wore the biggest smile on their faces as they held hands and faced their friends and family.

"I now present to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Bellamy Blake!"

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