3 weeks later...

Time stood still. Moments felt like minutes, minutes felt like hours, hours felt like days, weeks felt like years. It had been 3 weeks since the massacre of hundreds of innocent warriors, 3 weeks since Trian has been gravely injured. He had not yet awoken, and I had spent every waking minute of my days sitting by his side, clutching onto his hand like it was my only lifeline in this sea of terrors. had assured me that my lover was in the safest place he could have been, but his survival was up to his own strength of mind and body.

Trian's injuries were extensive and should have caused an almost instant death, but for reasons unknown to the medical professionals, he was hanging on. Two gun wounds marred his chest, one just above his heart and one a few inches below. They had healed up during the weeks I sat by his side, healing into perfect pink tissue. His hands felt cold and clammy as I clutched them inside my own sweaty palms. But the tears had long since stopped falling. I had our daughter to look after now, and putting so much stress upon my body would only damage us both - which Trian would never in a million years want. With one last look at my deathly still boyfriend, I kissed his cheek and made my way from the ark's medical bay.

My godmother, Indra, and all the other companions who had traveled with me for what should have been a short journey to the ark had long since been forced to leave the enemy grounds in fear of yet another massacre occurring. Clarke had left as well. She couldn't bear the memories off her former people any longer, she couldn't bear the disappointment she felt when she looked upon their faces and saw the faces of the dead warriors we had all come to love. The only reason I was allowed to stay here mostly unbothered, and to have my boyfriend placed in the medical bay was due to my heritage. The sky people's chancellor, 'Pike' didn't want to make an enemy of my father, the Ice King, by mistreating his daughter. Not that he hadn't already 'mistreated' his daughter's maybe-one-day-hopefully-son-in-law and his granddaughter's father. Although I hated the cocky, hate-filled man I was grateful for the treatment my man was receiving - but he also wouldn't need it if it wasn't for Pike.

Leaving the medical bay, I arrived outside the ark and took a moment to breath in the clean, fresh air. Spending all my days sitting by Trian's bedside wasn't good for me or my daughter but I couldn't quite bring myself to leave him for more than a few hours a day. He would do the same and more for me, I was certain of it. The fresh air awakened my senses enough for me to notice the chancellor approaching me rapidly. So far I had managed to avoid the horrible man with little to-no direct confrontation but it looked like my time of avoiding him was fast running out. I forced an approachable smile onto my face as the man neared me and made a quick effort to straighten out my clothes. Not that I needed too do much, these Sky people lived in filth. And they called us the savages.

"Pike." I murmured with the smile I had so carefully forced onto my face while looking up at him.

"Princess Mina. I was wondering, when will your father be arriving?"

Now, that threw me for a second, my heartbeat began to quicken and I placed a hand upon my stomach and saddened my expression in order to appear a defenceless, young, pregnant girl. I looked of to the side and sighed loudly,

"I'm not completely sure. I've been expecting daddy for a few days now. I'm sure he will be arriving soon so my boyfriend and I can get out of your hair."

It made me nearly physically barf, calling my father daddy but these times called for desperate methods. The name was something I would occasionally call my adoptive father, Cage, but only when I wanted something. I was never young enough to use it seriously, while in the mountain, and I never grew up with a 'daddy'. Pike pushed some of his non-existant hair out of his eyes and looked towards me with a frown.

"Is there any way of contacting your father? I would very much like to talk alliances with him."

At my confused look the arrogant man quickly laughed and replied in a way that made me have to concentrate extremely hard not to punch him in his messed up face.

"Hahahah do not concern yourself with wrapping your pretty little head around it, little one. Your a girl, your obviously not involved with such matters."

Oh, so I could be involved with killing thousands of people and helping massacre a mountain but I couldn't be involved with politics? Ah, of course, it's a man's world. Stupid bugger, I could kill him with all the effort it takes to crush a fly - if it wasn't for his army of brain-washed minions with guns. If I wasn't in charge of somebody else's life at the moment he would know exactly how wrong that statement was, army be damned. I put on my sweetest face and batted my eyelashes up at the man, layering my slight Ice Nation accent on thick,

"Of course . Have you any idea where I can find Bellamy Blake?"/p

Pike stared down at me for a few moments, his eyes taking in my stance and finally landing on my expanding belly, apparently being 6 and a half months pregnant makes me no longer a threat.

"Of course Princess. He was by the cooking fire last I saw him. I wasn't aware you two knew each other so well?"

"Bellamy and I have been friends since the 100 arrived in the drop ship, Pike. Thank you for your assistance, I shall go find him."

Finally, I was able to walk away from the arrogant man and make my way to see Bellamy like I had planned all along. The cooking fire wasn't far from the entrance of the ark, where I had been quickly interrogated by the chancellor, so it look me just moments to locate the curly haired man I was after. He sat alone at the fire pit, his head dropped in thought as his hands worked away on something I couldn't quite see. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his front, burying my face in the crook of his neck. Bell tensed up, slipping whatever he was working on into his pocket, but relaxed when he turned his head to see my distinctive hair colour buried in the crook of his neck. He grabbed my waist, after a moment, and easily lifted me up carefully from behind to place me in his lap, taking care not to knock my bump.

"Hey Mina."

I smiled at his simple acceptance of my behaviour; no questions asked, but plenty of care given. I murmured an inaudible reply that caused him to laugh at my behaviour and for the people nearby to stare at us. I couldn't have cared less though as I voiced my worries too him,

"Trian still hasn't woken up."

Bellamy stiffened beneath me and involuntarily tightened his arms around me.

"He will. Just give him time. It's a miracle he's still alive, he's not going to just give up now."

I nodded my head to his words, I agreed with them but I still couldn't help worrying. If Trian died I would be left with a broken heart and a fatherless goufa. Talk about a nightmare. My mother managed to raise Lexa and I on her own, but I knew even then, that it wasn't easy for her. Her heart was in Azgeda, and there was nothing she could do about it. I was only beginning to understand the sacrifices she had made to ensure a decent childhood for Lexa and I, a childhood that had been ripped so cruelly away from me. The mountain gave me a home, but it didn't give me the life I was meant for. A life full of motherly and sisterly love, battles, training and friendship. The life I would in turn strive to provide for my unborn daughter.

"Thank you Bell, I don't know how I would have survived these weeks without your friendly face."

Bellamy laughed at my comment and ruffled my hair for old time's sake,

"Thanks Princess, although my face is only friendly for a very few amount of people. You being near the top on that list."

I grinned at his brash statement and was about to reply, if not for the cough that shattered our playful banter. I quickly spun around on his lap to find the dark haired Sky girl who had tortured me nearly two years ago. Raven. The girl had her arms crossed awkwardly behind her and cast a curious eye over our current position. I hopped of off Bellamy's lap and stood face to face with the dark eye sky girl whom had caused my younger self so much pain and sadness.

"Mina...I'm sorry. It was so so wrong of me to hurt you like that, I don't even know where to start. Seeing you now, I just can't believe that I electrocuted you multiple times, you were so young! To see you pregnant and alive...I feel so wrong. I am so sorry Mina. I know you will probably never forgive me, and you have complete right not too! But I feel so guilty for what I did.. Finn's death, it changed me, in so many ways."

I stared at the mechanic in wonder and with an arched brow. Her words were real but so were the canyons of scars across my back. Scars she, in all her anger and rage caused. These sky people were changing, evolving, that was for sure. I nodded my peace to the guilty looking mechanic but said no more to her or anyone as I once again left the grounds in order to return to my beloved's bedside.