Chapter 24

I've decided to end this story at 30 Chapters :) It's been a great ride. But I know this story is coming to a close. I hope everyone enjoys the coming Chapters.

Clarke heard a noise in the kitchen, heard the low voice of Bellamy and the upbeat voice that could only be Octavia's. Clarke had been on her way to the bathroom when she heard their voice flowing up to the top of the stairs.

After all the stuff that had happened to her since her mother passed, Clarke was used to hearing people talking about her while she wasn't there. While it was something she hated, it was just something that happened with the situation she'd been in.

So when she heard Bellamy asking his sister to tell him more about the classes she'd be starting soon, Clarke felt herself relax. Really if that had been talking about her, Clarke didn't even think she would care. Her mind was racing with the fact that her father was somehow alive.

It posed a question Clarke wasn't sure she'd want an answer to. Who's head was it?

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"I'll be back later," Clarke told Bellamy.

"Hold up," Bellamy called out to her, jogging from the bedroom.

Clarke was standing, hand on the doorknob ready to leave for the day. Bellamy is still in his PJ bottoms, not needing to head to base for another couple of hours.

"Call me when you get there and drive slow." Clarke rolled her eyes, Bellamy's face hardened. "I'm serious."

Clarke ran her hand along the base of Bellamy's neck, "I know you are. Monty and Jasper will be with me, I'll be back on Monday."

Bellamy sighed. He wanted to be the one going with Clarke out of town. It was a seven-hour drive and on the other end of that drive, she'll be working all weekend. Apparently, Clarke had complied with the hospitals' director about her hours being cut. In an attempt to appease her, Clarke was being sent on a case in another city.

He had tried to go with her, but with Jake Griffin somehow alive, everything about the Pike case had to be reevaluated. Bellamy had asked Sgt Miller about leaving for the weekend. But Bellamy had been the agent tying everything together, they needed him.

"At least Monty is somewhat responsible," Bellamy muttered, his hands resting on Clarke's belly.

Clarke snorted, "Are you serious? Those two are almost as bad as you." She narrowed her eyes. "Especially since you told them about my fainting spell."

Bellamy shrugged, not at all sorry. He'd called both Monty and Jasper yesterday to reinforce the remainder of the world of pain they would be in if something happened to Clarke or the baby.

"I protect what's mine." He told her simply.

Catching the time on the wall clock behind Bellamy's head, Clarke knew Jasper and Monty would be downstairs waiting for her. "I gotta go." She gave him one more hug. "Keep me updated on my dad."

Bellamy nodded, handing Clarke her suitcase with wheels. He insisted she takes it so she wouldn't have to carry so much stuff.

"It's only three days." Clarke reminded him. "I waited months for your cute butt to make it back to me."

"Somehow I think this will feel a lot longer," Bellamy told her, watching Clarke make her way down the hall.

It took everything Bellamy had inside him not to run after her, bring her back inside, and keep her locking in the apartment till the baby comes.

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When Bellamy arrived home to see Jasper and Monty's jeep in his driveway on Saturday, two days earlier than expected, Bellamy smiled. It had only been a few days and he could not wait to see his girl again.

Those good feelings didn't last for long. When Bellamy entered his unlocked apartment, he saw Jasper, Monty and Octavia standing in a circle in his living room talking quickly and quietly. The only person he wanted to see, wasn't there. He looked toward the bedroom, seeing if the light was on. He listened for the sound of water flowing from the showerhead but didn't hear anything.

"Bell." His sister gasped breathless, upon seeing him.

Bellamy's eyebrows pulled down as he took in everyone's face. Both boys looked about ready to throw up, while his sister looked about ready to give him a big hug and never let go.

"Wheres Clarke?" He asked simply.

He watched his sister look at the boys, before looking back at him, only to shift her gaze to the ground moments later.

"We don't know where she is," Octavia said softly.

Bellamy had to lean forward to hear what she was saying. Even then, her words didn't compute in her brain.

"What?"

"We already called the cops-" Monty threw out as if he couldn't contain the words.

Bellamy looked at the grew, his squinted eyes, flicking from face to face to face.

"The fuck did you call the cops for? Where the hell is she?" His voice raised at the end of his sentence.

"Bellamy listen." Octavia quickly walked across the room, to stand in front of her brother.

He looked down at her with wide, unbelieving eyes.

Under his breath, he hissed, "Where the fuck is she?" His eyes trained on the two boys who were supposed to be taking care of her.

Before anyone could answer, there was a knock on the door. Bellamy marched over, flinging the door open. He came face to face with two police officers.

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"No! You don't know Clarke Griffin, ok?" Bellamy stood in front of the cops and his friends, hands pressed together. "She doesn't fucking disappear and not call me. And she sure as goddamn hell doesn't do that, while she'd pregnant with my kid!"

"Bell-" Octavia stood up, placing a hand on her brother's shoulder. "They're just trying to do their job," Afraid he'd make things worse.

"You mean like these two were supposed to be doin'? Looking after and protecting Clarke." He violently pointed two fingers at Jasper and Monty.

"Bellamy-" Jasper tried to apologize for the eighth time, but the glare he received stopped him.

The policemen, on the other hand, were interested in what Jasper had to say.

"So tell us what happened the last time you saw miss Griffin."

Monty took the lead. "We dropped Clarke at the hospital she was assisting at. Like we had since we got there. Exactly seven hours later, like every time, we pulled up to the front of the hospital to pick her up."

"Okay, and then what happened on the night she didn't show up?"

Jasper took over. "I pulled up to the front of the hospital, usually Clarke is already waiting in the lobby for us. When we didn't see her we thought maybe she was trying to sneak in more time upstairs. But when he didn't hear from her, Monty went upstairs to check on her."

"I did." Monty picked up the story from there. "One of the nurses, they said Clarke had left at lunchtime and hadn't come back. But then they said she'd left them a voice mail. It saw she wasn't feeling well and needed to take the rest of the day off. But she didn't call us and she didn't come back to the hotel... We don't know where she is." He said hopelessly.

Bellamy was fuming, pacing back and forth in the living room. He couldn't sit still, his pregnant girlfriend, his baby was somewhere. Obviously, something was wrong! If everything was fine, she'd be back at the hotel with Jasper and Monty, talking to him over the phone right now. But she's not. He's called her over twenty times in the past hour and nothing!

He'd had enough, Bellamy was in the military for god sake. Why was he standing here like he didn't have his own resources, his own team?

But before he could get out the door, Jasper's phone went off.

"It's her." He shouted, overwhelmed with joy.

Bellamy turned around quickly, his legs moving fast, his hand reaching out for Jasper's cell.

"Clarke, oh my god you have no idea how worried-" Bellamy took the phone out of his hand before he could finish.

"I know, please just don't call Bellamy yet- Let me do it-"

"Little too late." Bellamy snapped.

There was silence on Clarke's end. "Wait, Bellamy? Where are you?" Confused as to how Bellamy could be talking to her, using Jasper's phone.

Bellamy scoffed. "Where the hell are you?"

He heard her take a deep breath, he could also hear a faint beeping in the background.

"Just don't get all freaked out"

"It's already too damn late for that. I'm standing in the middle of our living room with the police, Jasper, Monty and O. The only person not accounted for is you."

"I know, I know. I'm sorry. I just woke up a couple of minutes ago. I wanted to get to Jasper and Monty before they could freak you out. Guess I was a little late."

"No fucking shit Clarke." Bellamy pinched his nose and threw his teeth asked. "Where are you?"

He heard Clarke lick her lips, "The hospital."

"You're back at work?"

"No. I had an accident. I'm not working, I'm the patient."

Bellamy nearly dropped the phone. His free hand moved to his hip.

"Where are you?" He whispered, suddenly weak.

"I'll text O the address. I'll give you the full story once you get here."

"Clarke." He warned.

"Everything will be okay till you get here, okay?"

"It's something with the baby." He didn't have to ask.

"Bellamy." She gasped, unable to hold back her sobs any longer. "I'm so sorry."