Waking up wrapped in Bellamy's strong arms was the most peaceful moment Clarke had every experienced on Earth. The quiet that encompassed them in the small bunker was a welcomed break from the usual chaos that ensued. His arms tightened around her as he felt her stir when she woke.
"Thanks for not letting me be floated" Bellamy greeted her, only half joking
Clarke smiled at him, "I can't do this without you" she admitted
"Now that I don't believe" he replied with a lopsided grin
"Bellamy, I'm serious"
"We've been on Earth for almost a week and in that time you've found food, water, and saved a man's life….seems like you handle everything pretty well on your own"
"Only because I already knew where to find water, the food happened on accident" hers eyes lifted to his, "and .You." she admitted "We balance each other. If I'm acting irrational and impulsive you're not afraid to tell me, and vice versa. We keep each other in check, we're a team-and I can't do this without you"
Bellamy rolled his eyes and scoffed, "if you say so Princess"
A sound above them startled them to their feet, immediately grabbing clothes. The latch opened and someone began to descend down the ladder. They scrambled faster to dress and Bellamy took a stance between the ladder and Clarke.
"Well you two look cozy" Finn joked after his feet landed on the floor and he caught sight of the pair.
"What are you doing here?" Bellamy demanded, not the least bit amused by Finn.
"I could ask you the same" Finn retorted
Clarke pushed around Bellamy and addressed Finn, "Hey Princess" he greeted her before she could speak. "You've got the Chancellors son tearing the camp apart to find you" he smiled.
"What?" She questioned "Why?"
"He thinks that he" he eyed Bellamy, "broke free and did something to you"
"What!?" Clarke shouted
"Well this just gets better" Bellamy grumbled under his breath.
"How could he even believe that?" She questioned
"Well…it's not every day a Princess like you has a rendezvous with a.." he eyed Bellamy again "..An alleged murderer" he turned his gaze back on Clarke. "You should get back before-"
"Does he know about the bunker?" Clarke interrupted him.
Finn shook his head "nah, figured that's a secret best kept between…us"
Clarke nodded in approval then turned to Bellamy, "You should stay here, let me talk to him-"
"Talk all you want Princess, I shot his father-he's not going to let that go" Bellamy replied planting his hands on his hips
"He'll come around" She assured him.
Bellamy scoffed and rolled his eyes, "maybe in your dream future..."
Clarke's face had uneasiness about it; while she had filled Bellamy in on her supposed premonition….she left a few key details out. Mainly, she never mentioned Wells or Finn dying. She only gave him the basics, the more critical information.
"One night together and you already have a dream future?" Finn questioned with an amused grin.
"He'll come around, I'll talk to him. Just stay here until I make him understand" Clarke addressed Bellamy, ignoring Finns comment.
"Is that what happens?" Bellamy pushed taking a step towards her. "Because I don't recall you explaining how Chancellor Jr. backs down and you and I start running things…he doesn't seem the type to step out of that position"
Uh-oh Clarke scolded herself, knowing there wouldn't be an easy way out of this.
"What the hell are you two talking about?" Finn questioned, this time the amusement had faded from his face.
Clarke held Bellamy's gaze for a while, and then briefly shifted it to Finn. "Would somebody tell me?" Finn pushed.
"She had a premonition of our time on Earth" Bellamy said exasperated by Finns questions
Finns brows drew together as he turned to Clarke, and then laughed. "A premonition? Seriously?" he laughed.
"It doesn't matter how It happens-just that I know it will" Clarke turned back to Bellamy, glaring momentarily at Finns howling laughter.
"You're actually buying this" he choked out between laughs.
Bellamy's brows drew together as his eyes narrowed, his arms crossing over his broad chest. "I'm starting to think the how is relevant" Clarke rolled her eyes away from him-then glared at Finn in frustration "You have a girlfriend named Raven, you used to sneak her food and clothes and she's the one who went on the spacewalk not you. You took the blame because she was over eighteen and would have been floated" Finns jaw snapped shut and his face when white as a sheet. The air had been sucked out of his lungs, and he stood there starring at her in disbelief for a long while.
"So how exactly does Chancellor Jr. become the forgiving type?" Bellamy took another step towards Clarke, leaving only a foot between them.
"He didn't live okay?!" she snapped at him, swallowing down the pain of the memory as the words crossed her lips.
"What?" Bellamy questioned. "He died within days of landing" she answered defeated, dropping her head.
"And you didn't think that was information that I should have?" Bellamy accused. "So the entire future you saw has changed?"
Clarke sucked in a heavy breath, "I don't know" she whispered.
"You don't know?!" Bellamy shouted. "What else has changed?" he demanded, leaning into her.
Clarke's eyes skirted around the room, avoiding Bellamy's at all costs. "Just a few things" she muttered.
"What exactly?" he pushed, his voice dropping as his agitation grew.
"The trip to Mount Weather, the first day. Octavia was attacked by a sea creature and Jasper was speared by a grounder" she replied quickly, hoping that answer would pacify his curiosity.
"What's a grounder?" Finn asked slowly, still reeling in the bomb she had dropped on him.
"People, that survived on Earth" Clarke replied, desperate to keep the conversation with Bellamy continuing on the same path.
"What else?" Bellamy asked as though he could already read through her as he had done in her dream so many times before.
"I never got bit by the panther" she shrugged.
"We really should get back to Wells" she added pushing Finns shoulder to make him turn back to the ladder. Bellamy's hand wrapped around her bicep and spun her around before she could get Finn to budge.
"What else?" he growled, "there's something you don't want to tell me" he continued as if he could read her secrets in her eyes.
"We really need to go" she replied pushing Finn once more.
"Not until you tell me" Bellamy's grip tightened on her arm as he drew her into him. "I'm not waiting down here for a future that doesn't sound like it's panning out to be the one you envisioned" his grip loosened, "I just need to know if the whole thing has changed, or if it's still going the way you saw. Because if it's not then I need to get my sister and get the hell away from that camp"
He dropped her arm "So tell me, how much has changed?" he asked, the agitation completely withdrawn from his voice at this point.
Clarke swallowed, "everything after the landing" she answered quietly, staring into his eyes-silently trying to give him hope.
"Everything?" he questioned with a low voice.
Clarke slowly nodded. Bellamy's gaze fell to the bed beside them where they had spent the night then drifted back to her, "Everything?" he repeated.
She nodded again.
"Friends?" he asked her with a raised brow, referring back to the previous night's discussion.
Clarke wasn't sure how to answer that, had she and Bellamy ever been just friends? There was always something else there, maybe not romantic at first, but the gravitational pull they both had towards one another was more than what could be defined as friends.
"In the beginning" she replied the only way she could think to.
"And in the end?" he questioned her further.
She met his gaze, "I don't know" she sighed "it's complicated" her eyes began to plead with his "we hadn't really talked about it"
Bellamy seemed somewhat satisfied with her response as his stance relaxed. "But you think you can convince Jr to pardon me?" he asked, the skepticism lacing his cool tone.
"I know I can" She responded confidently
Bellamy studied her for a while before giving her a kirk nod, "okay". Clarke left no more room for discussion as she pushed Finns shoulder again and turned him back to the ladder. This time he complied and they filed out.
How the hell am I gonna get Wells to get over this? Clarke questioned herself as she closed the hatch to the bunker. He's never going to forgive Bellamy.
Clarke and Finn hiked in silence back to the dropship. Clarke's mind was plagued with questions she couldn't answer, and doubts that wouldn't subside. Each step filled her with concern over what else would be different in this future. While she was thrilled that Wells was still alive, was Bellamy going to be the sacrifice for that?
Moreover, was that a price she was willing to pay?
