Because babies make me happy and I want to be happy after the finale. ;) let me know what you think!

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Clarke and Bellamy foolishly sleep together after he saves her life from the grounder trap mostly because Finn told her she couldn't be reckless. This creates a ripple effect in the events that proceed on Earth. Wells and Charlotte are still alive as well as Atom. Clarke is still wearing her bracelet. Raven landed and because Clarke never slept with Finn, there aren't many problems—well, until now.

Chapter 1:

The crease in her brow shifted from confusion, to shock, to fear in a matter of minutes as she looked at the dirty monitor. It buffered, releasing a rough noise in her ear before her mother was able to deliver the unfortunate news. "You're pregnant, Clarke." She didn't think her mother could sound more disappointed in her. The blonde stole a glance at the chipped silver bracelet in her arm and frowned. The entire Ark probably knew that Abby Griffin's daughter was knocked up within a month of being on Earth. Clarke wanted her mother to say something along the lines of "Ahaha, got ya!" but she knew the doctor was not the type to joke. Her wishful thinking stemmed from spending too much time with Jasper and Monty. They enjoyed a well put together practical joke every now and again. It certainly boosted morale.

There wasn't a single thought focusing on the larger problem at hand. She was pregnant at seventeen with a stranger's baby. An annoyingly smug, frighteningly dangerous stranger's baby. Bellamy Blake and all of his insufferable glory was the father of her unborn, growing child and she'd been oblivious until that very moment. Her gaze sunk to her flat stomach and then returned back to her mother's concerned eyes. She couldn't find the words and even if she had, she wasn't certain she would use them. How does one go about telling their prestigious mother that they've been impregnated by a future fugitive? Bellamy shot Jaha and she'd been platonically urging him to talk to the Chancellor for a week now. Unfortunately, he didn't want to hear it. They'd been doing better with their uneasy partnership as of late, especially when they were so hell-bent on avoiding one another on a personal level.

It was fairly easy for her to recall the night he got her pregnant—because it could have only been one night—and it still made her face grow hot. Jasper was keeping everyone awake with his groans and Clarke needed a moment to herself so she could wrap her head around a possible solution. She decided, against her better judgement and out of a sheer nothing-else-to-do, to thank Bellamy for saving her life after she walked into the grounder trap. She owed him that, didn't she? Half-way there she ran into Finn who wanted to talk about something private and away from camp. She declined because she had to stay close to Jasper despite Finn's playful expression. There was something about him that made her smile but there was also something she was a little tentative about. "You don't know how to have fun, Princess. Just do something reckless!" She took offense to his remark because she was extremely fun.

She carried the notion that she was extremely fun all the way to Bellamy's tent where he laid completely shirtless. Her eyes raked over his body, causing her to blush but she didn't turn around with her tail tucked between her legs. She wasn't going to let a little blush make her seem weak in the knees for him. He smirked at her, "What are you doing here, Princess? Any news on Jasper?"

As if on cue, another guttural groan rang through camp which caused him to stand up and move closer to her. "I just wanted to thank you for saving me today." With that, she went to turn around but he grabbed her wrist—right where the bracelet was—and pulled her back to him. She thought he was going to make her take it off but instead he continued to smirk down at her. "I really need to get back to Jasper…" She told him quietly, her eyes shifting from his grip to his warm, intense brown orbs. She blinked at the lessening proximity as he moved closer to her. "I really, really need—"

He kissed her and Finn's voice was in the back of her mind telling her that she wasn't the type to have fun. Of course, her definition of fun was slightly deluded because she was light-headed after Bellamy pulled away from her. "Thank you for helping my sister." He mumbled and continued to stare at her with that intense gaze. They weren't even an inch apart, their nose touching as she considered kissing him again. The little voice in her head said, let your hair down for once. She didn't expect passion to take over every sense—hell, she was a virgin and had limited knowledge about sex in the first place. It wasn't like her mother was eager to talk about it. Clarke was a different type of girl anyway—she had one friend that she wasn't interested in romantically. Her parents truly had nothing to worry about before she got arrested.

Ironically, the same groans from Jasper blanketed their obscene, sexually motivated moans and occasional screams. She quickly dressed herself afterwards and stormed out of his tent and they hadn't addressed it yet. Honestly, they were too busy with controlling the masses and trying to take care of individual problems such as Charlotte's nightmares. Clarke was sharing a tent with the little girl as well as Raven Reyes and Octavia Blake. Raven didn't spend much time in the tent because she was off having sex—hopefully protected—with Finn. Oddly, Octavia and Clarke bonded over taking care of Charlotte and there was a rumor that the elder Blake was pitching in as well.

On a rare time that they did talk without it being about food rations, the grounders, or the wall Clarke mentioned to Bellamy that she was "too young" to have to see death like this. Bellamy grunted in response and claimed everyone was "too young." She actually agreed with him on that point but she didn't tell him that.

Clarke blinked rapidly after hearing her name being called one, two, three times by her mother. "Did you hear me?" Abby asked after it was clear that she had her daughter's attention once more. "We can fix this, Clarke but I need to know what the hell you were thinking having sex." Clarke grinded her teeth together because she was seventeen—the average age for someone to be having sex. If it were up to her mother, Clarke would have been married to Wells before anything like this happened. Naturally, her mother was delusional if she ever thought that would happen. "Unprotected sex at that, don't you know better?" Abby pinched the bridge of her nose, "I mean, I assume you do know better but it's not like we ever…it's not like I ever thought you would…Clarke…I…we can fix this, okay?"

She didn't think before she said, "Okay." The weight of the world was on her shoulders because she was taking care of nearly one hundred young adults. How could she take care of a baby, too? How was she going to tell Bellamy? How the hell would that jackass react? "Uh, so…can you send Kane back in? I need to talk to him about the FEMA thing he mentioned earlier."

"Clarke…" Her mother's voice could be described as pathetically full of sorrow for her daughter. Clarke didn't want to address it. She needed to think of anything but being pregnant. Acid Fog—she started to think about Acid Fog and how Bellamy complained—dammit, Bellamy—because he had to stay in the drop ship with groaning Jasper the entire afternoon because he overslept for some "unknown reason" and couldn't go hunting. Somehow, that story made her smile a little bit because she'd worn the notoriously famous Bellamy Blake out despite his rumored endurance. She shook her head because she really couldn't think about him in that moment. "Fine, I can see that you need to think about it…"

She was still thinking about the acid fog and how she ended up in the automobile with Wells, Finn and Octavia because Bellamy pissed her off after he woke up in his foul mood. She was supposed to stay with Jasper but Clarke couldn't have her losing her mind in the process so she took her with them despite her leg. Finn spent the entire time shamelessly flirting with both girls while they bonded over whiskey. Wells stayed quiet and listened to Octavia and Clarke giggle in unison even if he was catching the occasional glare from his former best friend.

"…don't hesitate to contact me, Clarke. I'll get the necessary information for this situation as soon as possible. I'm passing you on to Kane, okay?" Clarke nodded, still not listening to her mother. Five minutes later, Kane was circling an area and telling her the coordinates of the bunker. She was all for a Day Trip because she needed time to clear her head. Especially after the storm, especially after Finn got stabbed by the grounder. Raven was taking good care of him, though. She really liked Raven. There was something strong about her that attracted Clarke to her as a friend. They could probably do some real damage if they tried.

After signing off and placing the headset in front of the monitor, she sighed. Clarke played with the bracelet on her wrist and cursed the damn thing until she decided she needed to do her rounds and tuck Charlotte into bed. The sky was darkening around her already and she also needed to plan a trip to the FEMA bunker. She thought about taking Octavia but she was in a bad mood after the torture of the grounder. The feisty brunette was even mad at her but she was already starting to soften due to their shared responsibility of Charlotte and how she knew Clarke really didn't want to hurt another human being.

She hadn't let up on Bellamy yet, though or Raven for that matter.

Her eyes found him in the camp and she felt her breath hitch. Did he have the right to know and did he need to know right then and there? She felt her fingers start to shake once he made eye contact, completely aware of her stares. Her eyes widened and she turned away from him. Clarke put a sweaty palm to her forehead, feeling like she was about to throw up. He couldn't leave her well enough alone, though. "You okay?" He asked, his tone slightly amused as she made an effort to keep her body turned away from him.

She sniffled, "Uh…yeah." He wasn't buying it, "Fine no, I'm not okay. I think I just got the worst news in my life. Actually, that's a lie…that was overly dramatic. Worse things have happened."

"You're rambling."

"I'm pregnant."