Day One

He gasped for air. His whole body ached. His head felt dizzy and light. Everything was upside down. Everything around him was blurry but was slowly becoming clearer.

He did his best to recall the events leading up to this point.

Leaving Lincoln behind in the tunnels. Being tossed into a cage like an animal.

He wondered if Lincoln made it out before they saw him too.

He looked around the girl who knelt in front of him.

"Who are you?" She asked. Bellamy remained silent and continued to breathe heavily. "You're from the Ark aren't you?" He didn't answer. "Do you know Jasper?" She asked.

"Maya?" Bellamy guessed. He remembered Finn talking about the Mount Weather girl who helped them, the one who Jasper was practically in love with. He watched her nod.

"How about helping me down," he asked with a short, relieved smile. She stood up and ripped the wires off of his chest, but she stepped back when the door opened.

"Lovejoy."

Bellamy could hear the nervous tone in her voice. She walked back to the wall. Bellamy continued to hang and breathe quietly. His heart was racing.

He wasn't sure how long he had been dangling before Lovejoy, as Maya called him, lowered him down. Bellamy remained still until he was free and attacked Lovejoy. He winced when he felt a sharp pain in his arm, but he ignored it. This was his way in. This was his way to her, to his family, to his friends. The grounder woman grabbed Lovejoy's arm, and Bellamy placed his hands around his neck. Seconds later, Lovejoy's lifeless body fell to the ground. Bellamy stood back out of breath.

He just killed a man.

He looked up at Maya.

"Are you okay?" he asked. She nodded, "I need you to undress him, quickly."

The girl nodded, and Bellamy walked away. He looked at each cage frantically searching for her or any of them. "Clarke?" he shouted. He ran up and down each aisle hoping the mother of his child and the love of his life could be here alive. He silently prayed that she hadn't been there and was now dead.

He ran back over to Maya and quickly dressed himself in Lovejoy's uniform.

"Have you seen, Clarke?" he asked her worried.

"She's been gone for weeks. They all said she chose to leave, but I don't believe President Wallace or his son," she said. His heart sank. They didn't know where she was either.

"Where's everyone else?"

"They're in the dorm," she said.

"Take me there," Bellamy said. He looked over at the grounder woman in the cage, "Thank you."

"Echo," she answered, introducing herself. She may have hated the Sky People, but he was the closest thing to her people's chance to escape, "kom Azgeda."

"Echo," Bellamy repeated, "I'm Bellamy. Stay alive. I'll be back."

Day Three

He had been hidden inside Mount Weather for three days now. He had been speaking to Octavia and Raven with the radio thanks to Monty and Jasper. The grounder armies were camped right outside of the Mountain Men's kill zone. They were waiting for the acid fog to be taken out and that was on his agenda for the day.

He still had not seen Clarke in the time he had been in this dreadful mountain. He had no idea if she were dead or alive.

The dorm had gone on lockdown once they forty seven were questioning Harper's whereabouts. Now, the only time he was able to come in was by force as a guard. He gently yet forcefully shoved Monty up against the wall.

"Still no sign of Harper and Clarke. I'm taking out the fog today," Bellamy whispered.

"Cage is the one doing this," Monty whispered back. He pushed back on Bellamy for show. "He's Dante's son. I don't think he knows about this. So, find him. I think he's on our side."

"Okay," Bellamy said.

"Find Dante," Monty reiterated before Bellamy pushed him with the rest of the delinquents. Bellamy walked out with the rest of the guard and left the delinquents to themselves.

He needed to find this Dante. Maybe he was a good guy. Maybe he knew where Clarke was. He rounded the corner into the storage room. As he walked closer, Maya pulled the framed art from the wall. Bellamy reached his arm into the hole and pulled out the radio.

"Raven, are you there?" Bellamy said. All he and Maya heard was static. "Raven, come in."

Static.

"Bellamy," Raven's voice crackled over the radio. "How's it going?"

"We need to move quicker. They took Harper, and the dorm is on lock down," Bellamy said.

"Crap," Raven said. She stayed silent before speaking. "Okay, you need to take down the fog."

"I don't know how or where it is," he said. He took his finger off of the talk button and looked over at Maya. "Do you?"

"No, but I know of someone who does," Maya said.

"Who?" Bellamy asked.

"My father. He's an engineer. He can help us," Maya said. Bellamy looked at her. "It's okay. We can trust him. He's on our side."

"Nevermind, Raven. Maya's father can help us,"

"Good. Less work for me," Raven said. Bellamy laughed and shook his head. "Have you found her yet?"

"No," he said hanging his head, "We've got to go."

Any longer and they could be caught.

"You will," she assured him, "You'll find her."

"I hope so," Bellamy said before turning the radio off. He and Maya placed everything back they way it had once been. "Let's go find your father."

Several Weeks Ago

"Bellamy."

Bellamy turned his head to look up at Lincoln. He slid over to the side giving Lincoln room to sit beside him on the log. The fire crackled as the smoke rose to the sky. The warmth of the fire made him even more tired than he already

"There's something I need to tell you," Lincoln said. Octavia sat on the other side of Bellamy.

"Is something wrong?"

"A few weeks before they all went missing, Clarke came to me for help. She was sick, unable to keep anything down," he paused. "She made me promise not to say anything to you or Octavia, not until she could find a way to tell you first. She's not here to tell you, but we thought you should know."

"Know what?" Bellamy asked. He looked over at Lincoln. When he didn't answer, Bellamy worriedly looked over at his little sister, "O, tell me what?"

"She's pregnant, Bell."

"What?"

Clearly, he heard wrong. Clarke couldn't have been pregnant. He was careful. They were careful.

"Clarke's pregnant."

Octavia placed a hand on his brother's shoulder and hugged him. He was in shock. He laid his head over on her shoulder. He wasn't quite sure how to react.

Of course, he was over the moon and thrilled, and he was even surprised by the fact that she was carrying his child. But he was still worried, scared, and terrified.

It wasn't just Clarke who was missing anymore.