"You ready for a walk?"
Octavia busted into her brother's room cheerfully. Clarke sat in the bed and rolled her eyes.
Bellamy had assigned people to keep her company in the days that he had been gone, and Clarke, however, knew he planned it the moment he found out about going to TonDC. He left out that small detail when he told her about his trip, but she complied and went about her days pretending to have no knowledge of her friends' reporting her well being to her husband.
She knew he was just being his typical, overprotective self, but she already had the Commander's warriors watching over her. Did she really need her friends to do so too?
"I don't need to go on a walk," She fussed, "What I need is your stupid brother back from TonDC, and I need this baby out of me!"
Octavia walked over and sat beside her on the edge of the bed.
"Looks like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning."
"I'm sorry," Clarke ran her fingers through her hair. She was miserable. Her mother suspected the baby's arrival should be any day, "I'm just so miserable; the baby should have been here by now."
"And it will, soon. Lincoln said walking might help."
"Mom suggested that, and at this point, I'd do almost anything."
"Does anything include taking a walk with your favorite roommate and sister-in-law?"
Octavia grinned at the blonde who nodded. She stood, helping Clarke lean forward to move to the edge of the bed.
"Can you help me?" Clarke asked referring to her shoes. Octavia nodded and put them on Clarke's swollen feet. "Sorry, It's just that I can't reach down to put them on, much less see my own feet."
"I don't mind as long as you're taking care of my niece or nephew right now."
Clarke smiled as Octavia helped her stand, and the younger Blake wrapped her arm around Clarke's arm.
"C'mon," Clarke dragged her voice as the walked out the door of their shared home.
"Poquos, Arion, we're going on a quick walk around the camp. I'd ask if you two were coming, but I'm pretty sure I know the answer to that."
The two grounders let out a small laugh.
"Heda's orders," Poquos reminded the Skaikru leader. He and Arion began to follow the two women.
Octavia looked over at her sister-in-law as they walked arm in arm.
"So, have you and Bell decided on a name for Baby Bellarke?"
"Baby Bellarke? What the hell is that?"
"Yours and Bellamy's names combined," Octavia informed. Clarke shot her a look, "What? That's literally what everyone is calling your baby since you and Bellamy refuse to find out what the baby is and give us a name. Plus, I think it's cute."
"Everyone? Why can't you call it Baby Blake or something like that?"
"Yes, everyone! Jasper and I came up with it, and eventually it made its way to Camp Jaha and TonDC. Plus, it's much cuter than 'Baby Blake'."
Clarke shook her head and laughed. Of course, something like that would spread like wildfire. She contemplated how she had never heard in the few days she spent in Camp Jaha.
The remnants of the Ark, otherwise known as Camp Jaha, was now recognized as a Skaikru village and was running its own trade with other the clans and villages. Many Skaikru members chose to reside there; however, the Forty Six chose to remain in their drop ship camp with a few of their surviving family members.
"Bellamy is lucky I agreed to give him more kids long before I knew what today would feel like."
"Is it really that bad?" Octavia looked over at Clarke both uneasily and curiously.
"My back hurts. My feet are swollen and hurt, and I can't even see them. I have to pee every half hour, it seems. I seriously can't remember the last time I was able to get comfortable."
"Really?"
"Yes, I mean, don't get me wrong, I am miserable as hell, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. I just keep reminding myself that pretty soon, there's going to be this little baby here with my eyes and your brother's freckles."
"What about raising a baby on the ground?"
"What about it?"
"Doesn't that scare you?"
"Yeah, I'm terrified, but I'd do anything for this baby. Bellamy would too."
"We're you scared of how Bellamy would react when you told him? What about the rest of the camp?"
"I guess I was a little, but I didn't really get the chance to."
"Right," Octavia dragged out. "I tend to block that chapter of our lives out."
Octavia remained silent and looked straight ahead as they walked throughout the camp.
"Octavia, are you okay?" Clarke asked. She looked over at her sister-in-law, concerned by her odd behavior.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she spit out, mentally refusing to make eye contact with her brother's wife.
"Well, not that I mind or anything, but what's with all the questions?"
"I'm just curious," she answered quickly, "We never had the time to be friends and talk before the war and the coalition. So tell me, how were you planning to tell Bellamy, if you had the chance."
Clarke stared at the brunette intensely before lowering her voice and leaning towards Octavia, "Are you pregnant?"
"Clarke, you can't say anything to Bell, seriously. I still have to tell Lincoln before I tell him."
"I won't say anything. You know you can trust me," she and Octavia looked at each other and smiled, "Come here," Clarke said hugging her, "I'm so happy for you, Octavia!"
"Thank you. You do know you can call me O, right?"
"I thought only Bell called you that."
"Well, yeah, that's because he's my brother, but you're the closest thing I have to a sister. Besides, you're his wife now which does kinda make you my sister."
"Well, I've never had sister either; but you're the closest thing I have to one too."
Octavia leaned over, hugging Clarke once more who abruptly pulled back.
"Clarke, what's wrong?" She asked, holding onto Clarke's arms.
"I think my water just broke."
"Are you serious? I told you walking would work!" She squealed turning her head to Clarke's mandatory security detail. The two grounders who once followed behind them were already by Clarke's side.
"Come on, Clarke," Poquos said extending his arm to Clarke to help her walk.
She looked up at him and smiled.
"Look at that. You finally call me by name, and my water breaks—all in the same day."
He chuckled, and Clarke looked over at Octavia.
"I know," Octavia fully understood the look in Clarke's eyes, "I'll radio your mom and Bellamy. Just go to the drop ship"
She waited for the blonde's nodd before sprinting across the camp to Raven's Workshop. She let out a sigh of relief at the sound of the mechanic's shout, announcing her presence.
"I need to reach Abby and Bellamy. Clarke's water just broke!"
"Hah! Monty and Jasper owe us moonshine!"
The younger Blake laughed. She had completely forgotten the bet they made with the boys.
"Here," Raven grinned and held the radio out to Octavia, "call your brother."