Authors note HI guys! I hope you in joy this fic. THIS WILL BE A SEASON 1 RE-Telling. I am going to try and update every Tuesday. This is my first Fanfic for the 100. And the first one I have written in years. So hopefully it is good. I am going to name the chapters with song titles that it to tone of the chapter. Good luck reading, I have a lot planned for this one.

She could never pinpoint why she fell in love with him. Maybe it was the way that he looked at her when she wasn't paying attention. Maybe it was slight touches when they pass in the hallway. But it didn't matter cause Clarke Griffin was madly in love with the boy from Factory station, Bellamy Blake. Even though she was only fifteen she knew he was her soulmate. She knew in heart that he felt the same way. Why would he risk everything to be with her? She was a councilmen's daughter. The ark had unspoken rules about dating people who were indifferent stations, and this love unheard of. But Clarke didn't care.

Maybe that was the problem, not caring. Maybe if she had listened and not snuck around, she wouldn't have been in the situation she was in now. Was it worth it? She thought. She knew from the beginning her parents didn't approve of Bellamy, but that never stopped her. She did everything right all the time. She likes rules and even respected their purpose. But when it came to Bellamy, she couldn't help herself. While both of her parents didn't approve, her dad was understanding. He would tell her mother that it was just an affair, part of being a teenager. What would he think about the situation Clarke had gotten herself in? Clarke already knew her mother was devastated and honestly her father would be too. Because there was no fixing this mistake. There was no one to hide this mistake. This mistake would be the death of her.

On the ark, all crimes were punishable by death, unless under the age of eighteen. Everyone under the age of eighteen would be sent to prison station, also known as the skybox. Then on their eighteen birthdays, they would get carefully reviewed. And in the most recent years, the outcome was always the same, they would be sentenced to death. She would have three years to hopefully come to terms with this. But she knew that she never would because of what she would be leaving behind.

Clarke took a deep breath and looked down at her tablet reading over the results again, hoping they would change. But they didn't, she was stuck in this problem. How was she going to tell Bellamy, or worse her parents? She could feel the tears forming in her eyes. Slowly the tears rolled down her check hitting the tablet. Blinking again she read over the words one more time. Pregnant.

She couldn't be more than about twelve weeks. That's when her fifteenth birthday was. That is also the day Bellamy and her couldn't fight it anymore and had slept together. If only they knew that this would be the outcome, maybe they would have waited till Clarke had gotten her contraception implant. But they didn't and now Clarke was going to lose everything because of this one careless action. She knew that she would need to tell Bellamy as soon as possible. They didn't have much time left before she would be locked up.

The ark had only allowed married couples who had filled out the proper paperwork to have children. The rule was put in place fifty years ago to control the growing population. A rule that had affected Bellamy once already and now would affect him again. The problem this time was they couldn't keep it a secret. Everyone on the ark would soon know in days, once Clarke told her parents.

Clarke took a deep breath and wiped the tears off of her face. It was time to face everything; she would start by telling Bellamy. He would be done with his guard trying here in about an hour. She set her tablet on the sink and looked up at the mirror. Her eye had red rings around them from the tears. Her skin was paler than normal. Bellamy would know something was wrong the minute he saw her. Turning on the water, Clarke washed her face, hoping to rinse away her problems. Taking one more deep breath to compose herself, she opened her bathroom door. Luckily her parents would be home till later tonight, so she had time to compose herself and figure out how to tell them. Walking over to her small closet, Clarke grabbed her grey jacket and put it on.

Factory Station was always colder than Alpha. Clarke has decided she would head over to Bellamy's now so she wouldn't be caught up in the mess of the shift change. Maybe she would be able to talk to Octavia for a little bit. She felt bad for her, never being able to leave the apartment. Maybe Clarke was lucky to be on Alpha; her child would get to live. Clarke would be floated because she committed a crime, but at least her child would be alive and free. Unlike Octavia, who would more than likely be sentenced for the crime of being a second child. The whole system was un far.

As she walked to the living room, Clarke hard a soft knocked on the front door. It has to be Wells. Clarke thought as she headed to the front door. She opened the door to revel Wells, her best friend since childhood, standing there looking somber. What would Wells think about her new situation? Maybe he would talk his dad out of the harsh punishment that was sure to come down on her.

"What's up?" Clarke asked Wells, knowing something was wrong.

"Why don't you tell me? I know you are hiding something. You can't even look me in the eyes. Clarke, what wrong?" Clarke should have known that Wells would have figured something out by now. He knew her better than almost anyone. She just couldn't find it in her to tell him the truth. She knew that he had a crush on her since they were ten. She had kept Bellamy a secret for months before she finally told. Wells was like her parents; he didn't approve of this relationship. Clarke signed, knowing that there was no point in trying to hide it from him.

" Come inside," Clarke said as she moved to the side to let him in. After Wells was in the living room Clarke closed the door and leaned against it. She looked at Wells, trying to find the words to tell him. Looking at him in the eyes, the tears began to fall again. " Wells, I messed up really bad. I'm pregnant." She choked out. Clarke couldn't hold back the tears anymore. She slid down the door sitting on the floor. Wells stood there in shock. He knew something was off but never in a million years did he think that this was why.

"Are you sure?" He asked quietly.

Clarke slowly shook her head yes. Wells slowly walked over to her and sat down next to her. He didn't know what to think. "It's Bellamys' isn't it?"

She nodded again. Lifting her head she looked into Wells' eyes. "What am I going to do?" Wells had no clue what to even say. There wasn't much he could do.

"I don't know? But we will figure out something I promise. Maybe my Dad will let it slide this one time." He said with hope, but they both knew that it wasn't up to his father. It was up to the council. And they never let anything slide.

"Have you told him yet?" Well asked, referring to Bellamy.

"No, I was just on my way over to tell him. Wells, you can't let anyone know that the baby is his. He will be floated for sure." I pleaded with him. Bellamy was nineteen. If the council ever found out they would float him for sure. Then Octavia wouldn't have anyone to protect her. Clarke couldn't do that to her.

"I promise," Wells said.

"I got to get going if I want to tell Bellamy," Clarke said as she stood up. Wells nodded understanding that this would probably be the last time Clarke would get to see him.

"Okay. Clarke, I promise we will figure something out." Wells said as he pulled her into a hug. Clarke wanted to believe him. She really did. But it was hard to hold on to the false hope.

After Wells left, Clarke wiped the tears off her face again and headed to Factory Station for the last time.

Ending note:

The song for this chapter is. Can't breathe by Bea Miller.