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Writer's Notes: Thank you Sassy, Roxhall, delia, and Guest 1 for your reviews! It only there was a mute button for those really annoying people in real life right? Clarke is definitely something else. I like bad ass Bella a lot, and have had a lot of fun writing her that way. Makes me happy. *smile* I hope everyone enjoys the last few chapters, and I hope that this chapter answers some questions! Enjoy! As always, I appreciate you all! Don't forget to favorite, follow, and review! Cheers!


[Haven]


Bella made it back to Haven with Dax and the others. 24 people came back with them. Fortunately, they were discovering other halls to the bunker, and they realized it branched out like a hive. Caroline helped get the people settled. They had enough space for everyone for it to be comfortable.

Bella went to her and Bellamy's room, going for the shower. Her muscles were tired, and she just wanted to shut down for a few hours.

Bellamy walked in, closing the door behind him. "Hey."

Bella looked up at him, smiling. "Hey."

"You're back."

"I am. I told you."

Bellamy nodded and went to her, his hands going to her waist. "You're incredible." He murmured, and dipped his face down, kissing her softly.

"Mmm. I'm taking a shower, are you going to join?" She smiled up at him with a teasing look.

"You temptress." He murmured again and kissed her again, this time with more fire and passion. They moved to the bathroom, stripping their clothes off, and getting into the shower. His hands groped her breast, his thumb rolling over her nipples and she moaned against his mouth. His mouth left hers to her throat, sucking their lightly, before he pinned her against the shower wall, his hands traveling down her body, going between them, his fingers taking the dive into her warm, wet folds. He toyed with her, watching her gasp, and the pleasure roll over her face. He smiled his mouth covering hers again, their tongues dancing together until she was moaning again, her peak on the rise. He hoisted her then, her legs hooking around him as he drove up into her, his hips meeting hers in a furious passion. She clung to him, his hard shaft pushing her over the edge until she clamped around him, moaning as she came, the sensation washing over her. Bellamy moaned as he started his climb, growing closer and closer, hardening inside her with every stroke until he busted open, emptying himself deep inside her cavern. He rested his forehead to hers, catching his breath.

He opened his eyes to look at her, and he smiled, kissing her. "I love you."

"I love you too." She purred. She slid down against him still, the water slick between them.

They finished their shower and got dressed before laying down on the bed. She snuggled up against him, in his arms, resting her head on his chest. They were quiet for a while until Bellamy spoke.

"You brought Clarke back with you."

"Well, she didn't want to stay there, and she didn't want to come back. Her mom is dead."

"I know."

Bella sighed. "She's a pain in the ass."

"I know." Bellamy said with a smile. "She'll come around."

Bella rolled her eyes. "She won't. Raven might kill her though if Clarke doesn't stop acting like a priss."

Bellamy chuckled and kissed the top of her head. "Sleep. You need it."

Bella's eyes were closed. "Hmm. I know." She said, her voice sounding sleepy. It wasn't long before sleep did take her. Bellamy lay there with her, holding her. He thought about everything she did over the past couple days. She led them to a victory. With Jasper as eyes in the sky, she was able to disassemble the mountain men. Save hundreds of people from the doom that would have befallen them if they had just bombed the bunker. He waited until she was sound asleep before slipping out, and heading towards the security room. He ran into Kane.

"Oh, how is Bella?" Kane asked.

"She's sleeping now. Long couple days." Bellamy said. "You guys settling in okay?"

Kane nodded. "We are. Thank you."

"Just trying to survive." Bellamy said, and then glanced up to see Clarke having a slight meltdown. He signed and walked over towards her. "Clarke." He said calmly.

"Go away."

"Clarke let's not break down right here. Did you get a room?"

Clarke ran a hand through her hair, tears present on her face. "She's just gone."

"Okay. You're talking about your mom." Bellamy said with a nod. "Let's just go somewhere private, talk about this." He said, people started to stare.

"No! This is all shit! If it wasn't for leaving camp, and and HER, then this wouldn't have happened. We could…we could- "

Lincoln was there now, trying to help Bellamy calm Clarke down. "Hey, Bell is right, let's just take a step into the clinic. Sit down, take a breather."

"No!" Clarke started to move away but Bellamy touched her shoulder and she struck at him. Lincoln's arms went around Clarke, and she kicked and screamed.

The commotion woke Bella up, and she left her room, finding Lincoln bear hugging Clarke from behind while she thrashed around, and Bellamy had his hand up, in a calming fashion trying to talk her down.

"Put her down." Bella said, walking up.

Lincoln looked at her. "She's violent." He said, his voice raised so Bella could hear him.

Clarke looked at Bella, stopping her thrashing. "You!"

"Yes, it is me, Bella. Hello." Bella said, her voice harsh. "Set her down Lincoln."

Lincoln hesitated, but let her down to her feet carefully.

Clarke charged Bella then, but Bella was fast, catching Clarke, and deflecting her strikes. "You are a terrible person!"

"Babydoll, I'm not the terrible one." Bella growled.

"My mother is dead!"

"I know, and I didn't do that!"

"You didn't want to save the Ark!" Clarke kicked at Bella again. Clarke wasn't completely incompetent in hand-to-hand, Bella was just better.

Bella blocked Clarke's round kick, and applied just enough pressure to her knee to make Clarke stumble backwards. "I couldn't risk it."

"Only because you were scared!"

"No, because when you lead almost two dozen, you got most of them killed. Like I predicted." Bella said, and Clarke punched at her again.

"You could have saved them!"

"No. I couldn't." Bella said, and when Clarke threw her last punch, Bella caught Clarke's wrists. Clarke was breathing heavy, winded from screaming, and fighting. "I didn't kill your mother. President Wallace did. He stole you from the Ark, and stole our people from the camp to experiment on them." She said calmly. "He took all of your mother's blood, and marrow, and drained her until she was nothing. He planned on doing the same to you."

Clarke stared back at her. "You killed him."

"I did."

"You killed all of them."

"I did." Bella said, staring at her, seeing the pain Clarke was holding on to.

Clarke shook her head. "You could have saved her." She said her voice wavering.

"I couldn't save your mother Clarke, but I wish that I could have. I wish that I could have saved a lot of lives, but unfortunately, that's not how life works."

Clarke hung her head.

"Look at me." Bella said, and Clarke looked up at her. "It's going to be okay. I know that you're wrapped up in this fantasy that diplomacy works. But it doesn't. Your father died trying to be diplomatic, my father died the same way. I could have let you die, several times, but I didn't. You're the biggest pain in my ass, but I saved you because sometimes Clarke, diplomacy doesn't work. I'm not a diplomat and I never plan on being one. I need you to get your head on straight. I need you to focus, and I need you to accept what is in front of you."

Clarke stared at Bella. "I can't." she shook her head, sounding defeated.

"You can, and you will. I won't let you fall apart. Not like this."

"Why…"

"Why what?"

"Why do you keep saving me?" Clarke asked, tears streaming down her face.

Bella nodded. "Because you are a person I can save."

Clarke stared at Bella. Her blue eyes watching Bella's blue eyes. Then she leaned forward, her mouth covering Bella's taking Bella by surprise. It caused Bella to release Clarke's wrists and take a step back.

"Clarke."

"I'm sorry." Clarke murmured and then turned and rushed away.

Bella blinked a few times and then looked in the direction Clarke went. Her eyes landed on Bellamy, who had a clear look of just shock on his face. She cleared her throat. "Everyone, go back to what you were doing." She said and then walked off towards Clarke's direction. Bellamy caught her arm. "Bell, later." She murmured lowly, and then she pulled away, going to find Clarke.

She found Clarke in the storage closet at the end of the hall, sitting in the floor, crying. "Clarke." Bella murmured.

Clarke looked up at Bella. "I don't know why. I don't like you. Not like that."

Bella closed the door behind her. "Clarke, it's okay."

"It's not okay. I…humiliated myself again. God, I am an idiot." She sniffed, wiping her hands over her face.

Bella crouched down in front of Clarke. "Clarke, it's okay. Sometimes we all need to release tension. You're hurting, and you have every right to feel hurt. You lost your mother…that is tough on a daughter."

"I'm just so…angry. My mom…" she started and sighed, wiping her face some more. "She told me the truth. She told me that she was the one that turned my dad in."

"I'm sorry."

"I want to blame you for so much…so I don't blame her…she was my mom." Clarke's voice broke.

Bella swallowed and then reached out and took Clarke's hand in hers. "Clarke. You can blame me. It's okay. If you need a target, let it be me. Don't be angry at your mom."

Clarke looked at her. "Bella…"

"If I had a chance to see my mom, even a small chance, I would tell her I loved her. I know how much pain it is to lose your parents. I've lost both of mine. I've just had longer to deal with it. In many ways, I'm the way I am because I lost them young. And I'm sorry if I'm brash, and hard to deal with at times, but that's just how I function. It's how I lead. I know it's not everything you're going to agree with, but that's okay. Blame me." Bella said with a nod.

Clarke blinked, looking at Bella. She knew she wasn't a monster. She knew that Bella was doing what was right for the majority. Bella did save her over and over, and she was a brat. She knew that. She leaned forward, kissing Bella again.

Bella let her. She didn't pull away, but she controlled the kiss, letting Clarke get it out of her system. When Clarke pulled back, Bella looked at her. She reached up and tucked a strand of Clarke's blonde hair behind her ear. "Feel better?"

Clarke nodded. "I'm sorry." She murmured.

"Alright. Come on, let's go get you cleaned up. You never changed, and you never got assigned a room." Bella said and stood, helping Clarke to her feet.

Bella went back out to the communal area. "Care, can you get Clarke a room set up please."

Caroline looked at Clarke, a little nervous, but nodded.

Bella put a hand on Clarke's shoulder and turned her to look at her. "Chin up. It'll be okay. Shower, get some rest." She said and Clarke nodded, and followed Caroline. She blew out a breath and then looked up at Bellamy when he walked over to her. "I've got a massive headache." She said and then turned and just walked towards the clinic. Lincoln was organizing something, and she interrupted it.

Lincoln looked at her. "You okay?"

"Yeah, headache."

Lincoln nodded and then grabbed some Tylenol from the table and tossed her the bottle. "Take two."

Bella took two Tylenol out and just swallowed them dry. "She scratched you."

"Yeah, I'll live." Lincoln said. "She's calm now?"

"Yeah. Settled her down. She lost her mom. I understand the hurt and pain."

"A lot of us have lost our family Bella. She flipped out on everyone, including you." Lincoln reasoned.

Bella nodded. "Yeah. I want to shoot her sometimes, and I admit I thought about shooting her when I walked in seeing her acting like a lunatic. But…" she sighed. "It's Clarke." She excused it away. "She'll learn."

Lincoln made a hmph sound. "Well, only time will tell." He nodded to the door. "Bell is waiting for you."

Bella glanced over to see Bellamy leaning against the doorframe. "I'm coming." She said and then tossed the Tylenol back to Lincoln. "Thanks for containing her. Hopefully it won't happen again." She said and then walked out with Bellamy. They were silent until they got to their room.

"Are you okay?" Bellamy asked.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Clarke kissed you."

Bella nodded. "Yeah, she did that." She sighed, running a hand over her face. "She did it again when we were alone. She's…"

"She kissed you again." Bellamy stated.

"She did."

"What did you do?"

"Let her. She's hurting Bell. A lot. Her mom was killed by President Wallace, and she's realizing it all. She blames me, and she hates that her mother lied to her and hates that she left her here. She's struggling with her feelings, and she's the type that can't handle her own emotions. She's calmed down. I think I talked some sense into her." Bella said.

Bellamy nodded. "Well, if you're okay…"

"Are you mad?"

He shook his head. "I'm just shocked. Still shocked at her sudden melt down. I…guess I should have just let her cry. I thought talking to her, and getting her to just go sit down, and breathe, she would be okay."

"She's angry Bell. She's…" Bella shook her head. "I was angry after my mother died, and my father. I was severely angry. As a nine-year-old, rotting in the skybox, I was pissed off. Still am. I have a temper; I know I do. We've all had our moment. So, I'm cutting her some slack, and I'm not going to shoot her. Can't promise I won't yell at her or get mad sometimes when she acts like a brat, but we're all here surviving together."

Bellamy reached for her. "You're amazing. Did you know that?"

"I mean, I had some idea that I'm pretty awesome." She said with a smile. She leaned against him, and he leaned down and kissed her. "Mmm. Yes, keep kissing me. I need to forget Clarke."

Bellamy chuckled a little. "Not going to lie. It's pretty hot seeing two girls kiss."

Bella smacked his chest lightly. "You are naughty."

"Hmm. Let me show you how naughty I am."

Bella smiled, her hands catching the hem of his shirt and pulling his shirt off. They tangled together, eventually naked, on the bed, coupled together in a passion, only they were part of.