"Right have you got all the emergency numbers in your phone? Me, Grandma Abby, Kane, Auntie Raven, Bella-"

"Yes nomon."

Madi was looking at herself in the mirror, tongue poking out in concentration as she tied a ribbon around her braids.

Both mother and daughter were nervous.

Only one of them was showing it.

"Sleeping bag, pillow, toothbrush?"

"Sha!"

"Sorry, sorry it's just-"

"It's just that you, oh Mad - Monster, are going on your first sleepover and your dear mother is trying not to have a meltdown!" came a voice that could only come from a smirking Murphy.

Raven had told Clarke, she was giving Murphy her key for the evening. She had to remember that so as not to scream when a wild Murphy just appeared in her apartment.

"Hi Uncle Murphy!" Madi waved with a broad grin.

"Sprog." He nodded at Madi. "Mother of Sprog."

Clarke glared at him, before turning back to Madi and saying

"I just want to make sure you have a good time."

"I will nomon."

With a smile, Clarke turned to Murphy.

"Heda will probably just sleep, but throw him some dry food at about 7:30pm, I'll be back not long after that."

"Relax Clarke, I've dog-sat before." Murphy said, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah well this puppy is queen of the Griffin household at the moment, so if anything happens to her, forget me, Madi will kill you." Clarke warned.

So yeah.

They now had a dog.

That had happened.

That had happened two day after Bellamy and Clarke had spent half an hour hugging on their knees on Clarke's living room floor.

Grandma Abby had bought Madi a puppy.

A Doctor Puppy as Madi called her.

A tiny, five week old Beagle, who Madi had been diligently carrying round the block twice a day every day, because she was too young to go on proper walks yet.

Clarke had felt silly asking Murphy to dog sit Heda, just while she took Madi to her first ever sleepover, but Heda couldn't come in the car with them yet, she just went too crazy and they didn't have a proper crate in the trunk yet.

"Come on Madi. We don't want to be late!"

Madi picked up her backpack and pillow and ran towards the front door, bursting with excitement.

"Bye Uncle Murphy!"

"See ya Sprog!"

"I won't be long." Clarke said, leaning down and scratching Heda behind her ears.

"Don't stress about me Clarke."

"I was talking to the puppy."

"Touche".

Clarke got back in the car, rested her head against the back of her seat and sighed.

She had managed to do it. She had managed to drop Madi off at the sleepover, without crying.

Suddenly her phone rang, alarmingly loud in the quiet of the car.

She pulled it out, looked at the screen then frowned as she answered

"Bellamy?"

"Hey." Came his low voice. "I was just calling because I'm at your apartment and I didn't want you to freak out."

"What? Why? Where's Murphy?"

"He called me, said something about an emergency at the restaurant. Dunno if he was lying but, he asked for a favour, so yeah, I'm here with the dog. Heda right?"

"Uh yeah, yeah that's Heda." Clarke's mind was racing "I uh, I'll be back in about half an hour, depends on traffic, and I need to grab some groceries on the way home. So just, yeah, help yourself to anything in the fridge and I'll be home to relieve you of dog duties soon. Thanks for this Bellamy."

"No problem Princess."

Clarke was halfway through the process of balancing two bulging bags of groceries on her hip so that she could put her key in the lock, when she almost jumped out of her skin as Bellamy opened the door, holding Heda in his arms.

"How did you..."

"Clarke I could hear you swearing from downstairs."

Bellamy stepped back and as Clarke passed him, effortlessly swapped Heda into one arm and scooped one bag out of Clarke's arms.

They walked into the kitchen, Bellamy gently depositing Heda onto the floor, where she scampered over to her water bowl.

Without speaking, they moved around each other, putting groceries away in comfortable silence.

When they were done, Clarke looked over at him.

"Beer?"

"Not gonna say no."

Clarke took two beers from the top of the fridge and handed one to Bellamy. They both walked through into the living room and sat down on the sofa. Heda came pattering in behind them and curled up in a ball at Bellamy's feet.

Clarke raised an eyebrow and looked down at Heda over her beer.

"Traitor."

Bellamy chuckled.

"What can I say? I'm irresistible."

Both chuckling, they took long drinks from their beers and Clarke relaxed back into the couch.

"So Madi's first sleepover huh? How're you holdin' up?"

"I'm okay. I'm just excited that she was so excited."

"It's good she's making friends."

"Yeah it is. And she adores Aden -"

"Wait Aden?" Bellamy was frowning now.

"Yeah, he's a boy in her class. Why?"

"You let her sleepover at a boy's house?"

Now it was Clarke's turn to frown, though really she was suppressing a smile.

"You're acting like I didn't sleep over at your house every week until I was sixteen."

"You were there for Octavia not me, so that's beside the point-"

"Bellamy" Clarke shifted so that she was turned in towards him, putting a hand on his chest.

"He's Madi's best friend. When Lightbourne picked on her in class, that little boy was the only one to stand up for Madi. I've met him, I've met his parents, and I was assured by his Mom, that the boys and girls would be sleeping in separate rooms. Aaannnnd... even if they weren't? They. Are. Ten. Years. Old! I don't need you questioning my parenting this early on!" she said with a laugh, slapping Bellamy's chest with each word.

"Okay, Okay! I get it, I over reacted! Would you stop hitting me?! Stop, stop it..."

Bellamy's threatening and Clarke's laughter slowly faded as Bellamy caught hold of the hand whacking his chest and pulled, causing Clarke, who was off balance already to all but fall into his lap.

"Sorry, I..."

Bellamy started to apologise.

But Clarke's face was just so close to his.

He could see the tiny gold flakes in the blue of her eyes.

He wasn't sure if he was leaning in or she was...

RRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!

"Jesus!" Bellamy said as they both jumped, and Clarke scrambled back to her side of the couch, trying desperately to contain the flush spreading across her face. He pulled his phone from his pocket and answered it.

"What?" he snapped.

Clarke watched as Bellamy's irate expression softened quickly and he lent forwards, listening intently.

"Murphy! Murphy slow down!" He said "Where are you?"

She could only make out garbled sounds from the other end of the line, but a familiar look of anger and fallen upon Bellamy's face.

"I'm on my way. Call Miller! Be safe!"

Bellamy was already on his feet before he had hung up the phone.

"I've got to go." he said as he pulled his jacket on. He was tense all over.

"Bellamy? Bellamy what's wrong? What's happened?"

"That was Murphy. Lula she... We thought she was safe but... I've got to go."

Clarke's mind made itself up in a matter of seconds.

"I'm coming with you."

"Clarke you've got Heda, I'll be fine."

"Heda can come too. I only couldn't take her earlier, because I can't trust Madi to hold her properly in the car. If you're driving..."

Bellamy nodded once, already heading for the door. Clarke scooped up Heda in her arms and followed him, pausing to lock the door behind them.

They hurried downstairs, out of the building and towards Bellamy's truck, climbing quickly inside.

As the truck roared to life and Bellamy sped out onto the road. Clarke looked at him.

"What did you mean you thought she was safe?"

Dun Dun Duuuuuuh!

Murphy's Lula love is in trouble.

The Griffin's have a dog.

Bonus points if you can work out what is special about Heda before I tell you in the next chapter!

Let me know what you think, love to hear from you!

More soon.

Geronimo xx