Chapter 38

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Bellamy smirked watching Jaha walk away with his tail between his legs, thought he knew the issue with the ark wasn't resolved it was dormant for now. Looking around at all the smiling faces and people hugging there was one face he wanted to see most, but he couldn't seem to find her. It wasn't until Matt came up to him covered in dry blood that he went into full panic mode.

"Who's blood is that!" Bellamy yelled grabbing his shoulders and shaking, he already knew.

"On our way to get recruits Clarke wasn't doing so well. She was in a lot of pain and she past out... and right before that she started bleeding, like a lot. I ended up carrying her the rest of the way."

Bellamy's heart was breaking for Clarke and their unborn baby, he knew what blood meant and it wasn't good. Every story his mother had told him and the book he read leading up to his sisters birth, they all say heavy bleeding is the sign of a miscarriage. From the look of Matts bloody outfit he knew Clarke had lost a lot.

"When we left to come here Clarke was sitting unconscious-"

Abby came running towards them then. "Bellamy we need to go, Clarke will want to see you when she wakes up."

Jensen who was standing beside Bellamy through the whole conversation, rested a hand on his shoulder. "Go to her, I will bring everyone safely back to the village, you will find us there."

Bellamy just nodded before following Abby back into the woods, the Arkers and Matt trying to keep up.

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Matt puffed. "Bellamy we need to slow down. Some of us can't keep up."

"You found your way before, If your worried then you will just have to keep up."

There was no way Bellamy was stopping or slowing down for a bunch of arkers. He was going to get to Clarke today, he'd slept the night before with everyone else and besides, living on earth he was used to getting less than enough sleep.

It was a long journey but the Arkers managed to not loss him, even thought they were a great distance behind him and Abby. For an older women she was as determined as Bellamy to get back to Clarke as soon as humanly possible. Bellamy could tell is was Abby, Clarke got her strength and stubbornness from.

During the little privet time that they had Clarke and Bellamy had touched on the subject of parents, though Clarke seemed to have favoured her father Bellamy knew she'd missed her mom, despite the horrid act she'd committed.

Arriving at the ark Abby quickly led Bellamy into the medical area, They heard commotion and muffed swearing as they got closer. Bellamy ripped the curtain away to revel a pale, bloody and sweaty Sinclair. Clarke was white and still on the metal table, a small pool of blood forming on the floor under it.

"Sinclair is she still bleeding!?" Abby yelled, jumping into action.

She grabbed some cloths and white pads trying to lap up the blood on Clarke's slower half, there was so much of it Bellamy felt a little dizzy.

"No, No she stopped a little while after you left, I haven't really had the chance to clean her up. Her vitals were steady but they started to go all over the place a couple minutes ago. I got a monitor hooked to her stomach to show her the baby as well, Clarke's unstable spikes seem to be coming from the baby, when ever the baby is active Clarke's vital signs go crazy, but when the baby is calm so is she."

Abby nodded in thought. "Almost like she is connect to the baby not the other way around, in her weakened state the baby is becoming the dominant life force."

"That doesn't happen often-"

"But it does and Clarke is going to be alright." Abby assured, though she couldn't possibly know.

"What does all that mean?" Bellamy finally asked, done with being silent.

Abby sighed. "It means that right now, as long as Clarke's body is functioning the baby will continue to grow and be healthy. But Clarke, it's all going to depend on her and how hard she's willing to fight."

Bellamy had to catch himself on a nearby wall at her words, she was telling him that at the moment they were both alive. That's what he clung to, they are both alive. He needs to be strong for them and believe they will do the same for him.

"Bellamy, do you know how far along Clarke is?" Abby asked after some time had passed.

Sinclair had left to eat and get some rest and Abby had taken to writing things down in Clarke's medical charts.

Bellamy's eye brows scrunched as he did the math, it felt like they'd been on earth for more time than they were but if he were to do a rough guess.

"5 OR 6 months. It's a little hard to keep tract of time down here." Abby nodded and went back to her charting.

Bellamy on the other hand found his way to the small chair next to Clarke's bed, when he took a seat he vowed he wouldn't leave until his girl opened her eyes and he got to see that stunning blue again.

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It had been 3 days and Clarke still hadn't woken up, Bellamy was made to leave by Abby on the second day for a shower, meal. Bellamy managed to complete both tasks in less than 20 minutes, before he was sitting right back in that chair, Clarke's cold hand in his warm one.

Day 5 was a long one, Clarke hand crashed twice and Bellamy had to watch helpless as Sinclair and Abby struggled to keep her breathing. They manage to get her back both times and they keep to themselves how close Clarke came from not coming back from Bellamy. He didn't need anything else put on his plate.

Day 8 Bellamy did a lot of reflecting, not only of his time on earth but also his time in space. He remembered growing up with Octavia and how he vowed when he had a child she would not be left under the floors like his sister. He and his partner wouldn't be careless like his mother and have more than one child, even though Bellamy always wanted a big family.

He thought about his first few weeks on earth and how Clarke had been this big pain in his ass. He'd watch her in her med bay ordering people around as he saved a life, and he remembered how she took Adams away, giving him the peace that Bellamy couldn't. She was so good and Because he couldn't keep it in his pants she might not get to see their child grow up. Hell, if Clarke died so would their baby, 6 months wasn't enough time for a baby, she needed more time. They all did.

"Bell?" Bellamy looked behind him at his sister.

"O what are you doing here?"He asked turning his eyes back to Clarke.

"Linc brought me, Jensen told us all what had happened to Clarke and I just wanted to come and take care of my big brother."

"I'm fine." Bellamy voice was gruff as he held back the emotion.

He felt his sisters small hands on his upper back, rubbing small circles.

"I know you better than most Bell. That girl there means more to you than anything, Same as I know that you love that baby so much and you haven't even meet him or her yet."

"Him."

"What?"

"Clarke wants it to be a boy." Bellamy muttered.

"But you want a girl, you'd think you'd have enough of us by now." She joked lightly, dragging a small smile from her brother.

"Naw I want one just like her, she'll be perfect."

"Have you picked out names yet?"

Bellamy put his head in his hands. "No. What is she never wakes up, we didn't talk about this stuff Clarke always said there'd be more time. I-"

"Hey, hey. Everything is going to be okay big brother."

He took a deep breath. "How do you know that?"

"Because she loves you almost as much as you love her, and that girl, fights for the people she loves. Besides there is no way she'd leave you to run the hundred by yourself, If anything she'd haunt your ass to make sure you were doing everything right."

"That cant happen."

The younger Blake nodded. "I know."

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It had been 19 days, 19! Bellamy was about ready to loss his fucking mind. His body was forcing him to sleep, but he still refused to leave Clarke's side for more than a couple minutes at a time. Octavia brought and ate meals with him and forced him into the shower at least once every two days, other than they Clarke was all he saw.

Matt had come by a couple times and Abby and Sinclair switched off shift watching Clarke, their visits getting less and less the more stable she got. Clarke had gone a week without crashing and for that Bellamy was thankful. That was the little peace of hope he desperately needed in the past days when he felt like he was losing the family he always wanted.

Since she was more stable than ever Abby finally changed her out of the bloody clothes and into a pair of baggy light blue pj pants and a big black t-shirt that seemed to swallow her up. Which was a good thing because all the blood was just a reminder of how close he was yet again to losing her.

"Hey Princess, look I know you're probably living it up in dream world but I'm getting lonely over here without you. Octavia and Matt have been in here too see you, I'm sure the rest of the hundred would like to be here but they're safe I promise. I'm sure there will be a big party when you get back a "thank you for not leaving us under the rule of Bellamy party" Because they need you too. You're the sane level headed one, I can't lead without you. And you know we can't leave them with Jensen he'd have them all tatted up in a week. I'll honestly be surprised if some of them already do have them."

Bellamy stopped his story to push a strand of blond hair out of Clarke's face.

"I think tattoos are sexy." A small voice cracked.

Bellamy felt the wind get knocked out of him, tears welled and stung his tired eyes. He stayed quiet and unmoving, his eyes locked on the one thing he's been waiting to see since she'd left him at the bunker.

It took a couple long seconds but finally Bellamy's warm brown eyes were meet with groggy but still stunning blue eyes.

And there we are folks THE END! Obviously there are 2 more chapters but that last line was how I planned to end the story. The next two chapters are epilogue. Starting with the pregnancy (CHAPTER 39) followed by the upbringing of the child (CHAPTER 40)

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