Bellamy flipped burgers on the grill, waiting to place the buns on when they were finished. He had just walked in on a very non-subtle mention of children between his mother and Clarke. Clarke making it even more difficult while indulging her. He sipped his beer as Wells and Murphy joined him outside. Not too long ago he remembered it was just the three of them back home in their own back yard. "You want to pace yourself there mister or are you trying to get drunk"?

Bellamy placing his empty beer down and reached for another. "Very funny Murphy. No, I just walked in on Clarke and Mom talking about kids and felt". "The need to rush out here and be alone"? Wells finished his sentence. "Yeah, I'll say". Bellamy grumbled under his breathe. Clarke and he talked about their future before. He wanted to give her a family and everything he could afford, but today it surprised him to hear others mention it so casually like it was going to happen any day now.

"Oh, stop being such a baby about it. Are you telling me that you haven't considered once in there Clarke walking around the kitchen barefoot, with a big belly on her front"? Murphy wasn't wrong, he had considered it, so why was it making him freak for his mother to bring it up? "No, I have, I just… I don't know. That stuff is so far from relevant right now. I wasn't expecting my mother to be talking about it with my future wife". Wells came to sit closer to them, plopping down on the stone wall of the patio.

"Bellamy my friend, you were always supposed to end up here. I hate to say it, but you and Clarke were just meant to be. I knew it, Murphy knew it. From the beginning. Not just when you started coming out here to stay with the girls. You guys have been matched since we all were in middle school". "You guys did not, stop lying". Murphy shook his head taking a sip of his drink. "It's true man. I haven't known you guys as long as Wells, but I didn't even know the chick and already I felt like I knew her the first time we met". Standing up next to Wells and putting his beer down. Reenacting a prior conversation from years ago.

Murphy unable to match Bellamy's low tone didn't stop him from trying. "Guys I think I'm going to just call her. I mean she has to remember me right". Wells standing up to join in. "Bell how many times can you obsess over a girl in one day. Of course, Clarke remembers you. We were all best friends once upon a time. When you finally manage to grow the balls to call her then maybe you can stop pestering us about it". Murphy throwing his hand over his forehead dramatically. "Oh… I don't know… I think I'll just give it a little while longer, she probably doesn't even remember me". Bellamy laughed as he watched the two act out his life. How dumb he was all this time, for just pining over someone in secret, when he could have been laying in her bed like he did now night after night. "Like I said, you two were made to be together. And your made to marry each other. And like it or not". Murphy catching his attention. "Your made to have kids together. The whole happily ever after story has your names written all over it".

Their lives were far from happily ever after, but Bellamy was beginning to see his friends were right. The two of them felt it, there was no one else that could match their chemistry, and when they came together to be one sparks flew.

The screen door flew open, Octavia peeking outside. "Are those burgers ready yet or what"? Bellamy plating them and heading back in. Watching Clarke and his mom behind the kitchen island, setting up the sides. Like she had sensed him looking at her, she raised her head and smiled.

A short submission, More to happen between Murphy and Clarke in the next chapter. I hope you enjoyed this one, and I hope you'll continue reading. Thank you all for giving it a shot. As always BE KIND