Bellamy

'Bellamy, come in.'

Bellamy grunted, lending his strength to the team currently trying to shift one of the larger pieces of concrete above the entrance to the Bunker. Raven was in the Rover, waiting to be able to shift it into position once they had enough of a raise on it.

Unable to answer the radio, he nodded his head to Raven, who he knew had one of her own. A moment later, her voice echoed across the small group.

'What's up, Clarke?'

'Good news, at last.' Clarke's voice was filled with hope, and Bellamy could see more than a few pairs of ears turn towards him just slightly, Kane's included. 'Emori just woke up.'

A weight lifted from his chest, and Bellamy felt his cheeks split into a grin. Finally. 'She's still going in and out, and she won't be fully aware for a while yet, but she woke up. Her vitals are looking good. She's managed to speak, and to move.'

'You and Jackson are goddamn miracle workers, Griffin.' Raven sounded choked up, and when Bellamy turned his gaze back to her, he could see her wiping at her cheeks with her free hand. 'Tell her to be awake when we finally get back. I want to kick her ass for taking so long.'

His shoulders shook in silent laughter, and then in strain as he helped lift the slab that little bit more.

'You might have to get in line.' He could hear the humour she was trying to hide. 'How's it going at the Bunker?'

'Slowly.' Bellamy snorted at that. Slowly was an understatement. 'Truck's out of commission. We bust the arms, thankfully after swapping it out with the Rover. The Rover's still working for now, but it's taking twice as long.' Her dark eyes sought out Bellamy, who set his jaw against the weight he was supporting and nodded.

He watched as Raven set the radio down beside her, and then carefully manoeuvred until the small platform they'd whipped up was underneath the slab. With more effort than it had taken to raise it, Bellamy and the others slowly lowered it down.

Clarke continued talking, oblivious. 'Is there anything I can do down here to help you? Send some more parts or something?'

Once his arms were free (and aching), Bellamy pulled his radio from his belt as Raven reversed. 'Doubtful. We've got a handle on it for now. Raven's calculations suggest two days until we get to the door.'

'How's Octavia doing?'

He bit his cheek at that. Inside the Bunker was eerily silent, and had been for the past twenty four hours since they'd cleared the turbine.

'As far as we know, still alive,' he finally answered, all traces of the good mood Clarke had put him in gone. 'They've gone silent down there.'

Raven spun the Rover round when she was a distance away, depositing the slab out of the way. Bellamy waited, watching.

'I'm sorry.' Clarke's answer was soft. 'I'll keep trying them from here whenever Jackson can spare me.'

'No, Clarke, you need to focus on Madi right now.' Bellamy narrowed his eyes at the stones beneath his feet. 'She needs you right now. We've got this here.'

'Bellamy –' She cut herself off, and he looked up to see Raven bringing the Rover back into position. 'I have to go. But if you need anything, someone will always be by the radio.'

Bellamy smiled to himself. 'We'll see. Go keep our people alive, Clarke.'

He hooked the radio back to his belt just as Raven hopped out of the Rover, already pointing to the next slab that needed moving.

They set to it, falling into a rhythm, with Raven picking out the right bits to move at the right times, each group moving them – Bellamy in the group that lifted the heavier ones until Raven could get he vehicle in place – until finally, many gruelling hours later, they stopped as night fell again.

There'd been no more contact from Arkadia, and none from within the Bunker, but he'd heard Raven trying several times to get through to Abby and Octavia. Hell, he'd even take Jaha – just somebody to tell him that this wasn't all in vain now, that they hadn't left it too late.

He'd just settled down on a patch of ground, a small portion of berries in his hand, when Miller dropped down beside him.

'Perimeter's clear,' he said at Bellamy's questioning look. 'Harper and I have been on it all day. Kane relieved us, changed us out with Echo and Indra.' He shrugged, and Bellamy just raised his eyebrows, amused smile on his lips. 'What?'

Bellamy's smile grew. 'It's damn good to see you still kicking about.'

Miller clasped Bellamy's shoulder affectionately. 'And you. How was the Ark?'

'Very Ark-like.' He grinned. 'How as the Bunker?'

'Very Bunker-like.'

They shared a laugh, and Bellamy offered him some of the berries he was holding. Miller grabbed a few with thanks. 'Seriously, though, I don't know how you managed to get by returning to the Ark. I'd have gone crazy.'

'There were days we thought we had.' Bellamy shrugged. 'We got up there by some final stroke of luck.' Most of us, anyway. 'Once we got everything up and running after a couple of months, it just became a repetitive job to stay alive until we could get back down here.'

'Repetitive my ass.' Miller rolled his eyes. 'You were trapped in space, with Clarke. Things would have been … interesting, I bet.'

Bellamy suddenly became very interested in the food he was holding, picking out the best looking one. 'I suppose that's one way to put it.' His jaw seized up, and he felt emotion he didn't want to name or release well up in his chest.

Miller's eyes narrowed in suspicion. 'I'm missing something here. You and Clarke. In space. For six years. And you're not sounding too happy about it.'

Bellamy shot him a glance from the corner of his eye. 'Is there something you're expecting to hear?'

He had the grace to flush. 'We just kinda thought, considering the tension between you both since the dropship ...' He trailed off, one big hand now rubbing the back of his neck. 'So, you're not … ?'

Bellamy shook his head. 'No,' he said softly, sadly. 'We're not.'

Those emotions had him questioning whether he wanted to be, though.

Guys, I'm reaching the end of writing (for reals this time ... it took another turn last time I said I was). I have one big thing still to happen, and then I hit the wind up - I'm not letting it get any more out of hand after this!

I'm so not ready to let this go 3

But you still have loads of chapters so I'm going to stop feeling sappy now and continue getting them out to you!

Also, if you haven't already noticed, I've published the start of a modern AU 100 fic with some canon compliant events to occur. It's called The Worst Hundred Days. Lots of exciting stuff coming in that, but with much slower updates compared to this!