CHAPTER 6: A MIDNIGHT MYSTERY

Raven:

Whilst we walk back, I couldn't help but feel like we are being watched.

And not by anything nice.

But from looking at everyone else, not one other person seemed to be showing the same type of unease that I am.

Including Wick, who stands beside me lovingly, as I am reunited to him at last. (He was in the bunker)

I look over to my right, and see Bellamy walking alongside Octavia, practically glued to her side

"Bell... I'm sorry." Octavia sighs, and Bellamy turns to face her, I don't know wether or not I should be listening, but what else am I going to do?

My curiosity gets the better of me, and I guess I won't know if that's good or bad until the conversations over, because as the saying goes; 'curiosity killed the cat.'

Aw, poor cat.

"when I thought that you had died, I couldn't help but think of all the things I did or said to you, the things I blamed you for, I mean, I beat you up when I was thinking about what could have happened to Lincoln, what could have not what did... and I said some harsh things, last time in the bunker, I-i threatened everyone, I forced them to choose who to send out to die." Octavia takes a deep shuddering breath, the words hard for her,

her long dark plaited hair swaying with her steps, you could see the tear that'd run down her face even through the make up over her eyes and the dirt covering,
she had shown a really tough exterior after that night that Lincolns life was almost lost, but now... she shows a soft side, a good side. A side no one has seen (except for Lincoln I guess,) for what feels like a long, long time. And then Bellamy responded,

"O. You're my sister, I love you, and I would do anything to protect you, and if you needed to Blame me I'll let you, if you needed to beat me, I'll let you.
And no matter what, I'll still always love you after, always."

Octavia burst out in tears and Bellamy brought her into a tight embrace, I feel hot tears of my own slip and slide down my face.

Then for some stupid reason I think of a conversation I had with Finn;

"I do love you,"

"not the way I want to be loved."

Wick glances over and sees the tear that has escaped from my eye, he runs his warm thumb along the place that the tear sits, and whispers softly, words of his own. " I am here for you if you want to talk."

and I think of how luck I am, Lucky that I have Wick back.

And I hook my arm tighter with his, laying a quick kiss on his cheek, and watch him smile in delight as we continue to walk.

Bellamy:

On our journey back to the Ark, I do not know at all of what to think.

I just feel numb, like there's no emotion in my head.

Though it seems I've been worrying about that a lot lately, about what to think.

Or maybe I just have a fear of even letting myself think in the first place. Because I'm afraid of what I'll think of, and we're it'd take me.

I stick by Octavia's side the whole time, the breeze flowing along with us as we walk through the crowd of shuffling grounders towards our home. The soil crunching underneath our boots, and I look at the grounders and all the Skai crew people mixed in there too, though I guess we can all call the ground our home now,

we are all grounders now.

With a triumphant smile I look over at O, and now that I have Octavia back in my tired sight, I'm not letting her out of it.-I take a deep breath, and close my eyes for a second of rest.-And Even though I know I will have to let O out of my sight eventually, that doesn't mean I have to let it happen right now.

When I open my eyes again, my vision is hazy at first, but than it focuses and lands onto my sisters face, as she walks strong, looking ahead, but I can see in her eyes, her thoughts are not in the moment.

"Bell?" O finally looks over to me, a look full of sympathy,

"Yeah, O?" I ask, I watch her contemplate hard what she is going to say next trying to approach the topic cautiously, sensitively.

"Do you think you'll ever move on?" O questioned, than moved on to explain herself before I could answer. "I mean, I know Clarke meant a lot to you and of course she still does, I know how you feel...Clarke means a lot to me too, she always will. But.. I just, I don't want you to be sad forever, and neither would Clarke, also, Clarke will never truly be gone, will she? She'll forever remain in our hearts and minds." Octavia looks to the ground, and I respond honestly, and with a heavy heart,

"I don't O. I honestly don't, Clarke...was, well, she was different. And even though I'll always carry her with me on the inside, I'm always going to need her with me on the outside too, she was my co leader, my friend... and In so many ways much, much more than that, and I couldn't, I can't do it without her, I couldn't even rule on the space station without her. I-I need her..." I sighed,

"but she's never coming back Bell. Clarke's gone on the outside, this time for real." Octavia muttered, i sigh adly and give my only response

"I know... I know."

Clarke:

Still I have yet to have found Madi, she has been missing for a fair while now, where on earth could she possibly be?

I sigh, and continue to march my way through the thick underbrush.

Somewhere close by I can hear the high pitches of the birds chirping, as well as I can hear the soft crunches of dirt and the sharp snaps of twigs under my boots.

The wind howls in my ears and on my face, and I wonder why I ever let Madi go off on her own in the first place.

As I walk through The forest, i feel the temperature drop as the time grows later,
I feel the cold leave bites across my face,
and feel the feelings of anxiousness and worry deepen.

As night starts to fall, i look through the leaves and into the beginning of the starry night sky.

Is it possible that Madi just went to explore the places I described?

the fact that I don't know makes my hand twitch,

As a distraction I think about how long it's been since i talked to Bellamy over the radio,

Even though he's never really responded; though I guess I don't know if he even heard.

And I start to hum a song I once knew like the back of my hand, even though now so much time has passed I find myself remembering everything as I go along.

I think of Madi, my mother, and Kane.

(All with a deep desire to help.)

I think of Jaha, and Wells.

(Both with the determination to protect.)

I think of Raven, and Finn.

(Both so full of love, one of them had maybe a little so much.)

I think of Monty, and Jasper

(Both full of blinding light-and with the holding of it, even in their darkest times.)

and I think of Murphy, Emori and Echo.

(All ready to defend, to kill or be killed.)

Than I think of all the people we lost, those of who we'll never see again face to face, whose faces will never feel daylight over their skin, floating across their features ever again.

Those of who we'll never see breathing again.

Tears start to slip down my face lightly,

than, again, think of Bellamy, Bellamy Blake.

(A leader, a close friend. A need to protect, love and be loved.)

And as I hope no matter where he is now, that he is okay, that he's happy, I wonder if he ever received or in fact, listened to my radio messages, even if he ever just randomly thought of my name. Or rather, of me.

Bellamy:

When we finally arrive at the ark, days have passed, and the sun has already started to sink, going from a warm, yellow and orange with parts of red, to a cold and deep dark blue and black, to be separated everywhere and anywhere by the shining, bright stars of the galaxy.

I'm sitting on a bench, not wanting to move, Octavia is mad at me, mad at me that Lincoln could've died back there in the Ark, she's mad at what could've been. And I don't blame her, I know what I'd do if I was in her shoes.

And the feeling of almost hurting her like that, the feeling of knowing what she would have went through, it kills me inside.

Just then, I feel a presence behind me, and I instantly know it's Clarke.

I want to stop being mad at her, I want to forgive her for leaving, for making a deal with Lexa, but I can't,

A part of me tells me I have to stay strong, keep my ground. Let her know, that she hurt me as bad as she did.

"Let me guess, you came to fix things. Wanheda, the peacemaker."

The words come out mean and bitter, a part of me what's to take them back.

"I came to see if you were okay," Clarke replies, I can hear the hurt in her voice, the regret, and it doesn't make me feel any better knowing I hurt her, because I know that doing to her what she did to me... hurting her won't make me any less sore.

"I don't need your help." I reply, not being able to stop my stubborn instincts, but when I hear her start to walk away, I know just how much I need her here with me.

"...I lost her." I sigh, feeling my eyes redden, and the tears start to fall.

"Give her time, Bellamy. You may have blood on your hands, but it's not Lincoln's." Clarke says, trying to reassure me,

"some of it could have been." I say, my voice cracking. And Clarke responds almost immediately, emotion to her words.

"Maybe. But you didn't want anything to happen, and you tried to help, and look, there he is, alive, breathing, over with Octavia. And Octavia will forgive you, she just needs some time. The question is, will you forgive yourself?"

For something that could have been?

I move backwards in the crowd, so i now stand beside Monty and jasper but maintain a good view of my sister, and the Ark now becomes only a few meters away.

Eventually we make our way to stand by the heavy metal gates,

"Well, we can start working tomorrow morning, for now, let's all go in, find a room, and get some rest. Some sleep." Monty yawned exhaustedly,

And everyone did exactly what Monty had said, all of which, expect me.

I stand next to Clarke, just outside the gates, "I think we deserve a drink." I smile, and after a beat Clarke responds, "have one for me."

I don't know exactly what I'm seeing, but a feeling in my gut tells me it's not good.

"Hey. We'll get through this." I say, but only silence follows, we look into each other's eyes, searching but never finding, and Clarke finally informs me, "I'm not going in."

And than it clicks, i know what this is, and i says the words to her, that she once

said to me.

"I get it, if you need forgiveness, I'll give it to you, your forgiven. Now please, come inside." Begging, i gesture towards the metal gates, but she shakes her head slightly, her mind already made up.

"Take care of them for me."

Clarke commands, and we both stand there, staring at one another, tears flooding each of our eyes, "Clarke..." I desperately want to stop her, to make her stay, but how can I?

"Seeing their faces everyday, will only remind me of what I did to get them here." She croaks, and I try to reason, "what we did. You don't have to do this alone." And to that, Clarke echoes the words of a man, a man she still blames herself for, a man she killed. A man she murdered, Dante.

"I bear it, so they don't have to."

Clarke than leans in, and places a warm kiss on my cheek, hugs me, my arms wrapping around her waist tightly, she whispers in my ear, "may we meet again."

Than she pulls away, and I unwillingly let go, and she walks off into the distance, as I watch her go, and I say with much desire,

"may we meet again."

I now lay in my bed, in a room partly destroyed, enough so I can see through a hole in the roof and into the sky, I have a itching feeling, that I should be outside the gates right now, not in here.

the tears brimming and burning my eyes from the sudden memories,

Than I suddenly realise exactly which room this is...

I just woke up, and the first thing I see is Clarke, she's sitting at the desk, quietly crying. I strut over, to see the cause, and find her sitting with a piece of paper in front of her, my name at the 99th number, in the list, the 100th blank. And I can't see her name on the list, anywhere, I can't let her save me, and not herself. I need her.

"If I'm on that list, you're on that list." I stated, Clarke was reluctant, "write it down. Write it down, or I will." I command, but she doesn't move for the pen, so I do. And I write her name at the 100th number on the list. And yet again, without actually saying out loud, through another moment, in more looks to each other Only they can understand, he told her just how much she means to him. "You still have hope?" Clarke asks, and I smile, "you still breathing?"

Why? All are all these memories flooding me now?!

I quietly crawl off my bed, going to sleep will be extremely difficult with all these memories hitting me,

so I sneak into O's room across the also partly destroyed hall.

The door creaks open, but to my relief doesn't wake Octavia, or Lincoln up.

I stand in the room, looking over at her peaceful sleeping face, basking in the light of the moon an stars, I see Lincoln laying next to her, his arm wrapped around her waist and his face snuggled into her curve were her neck turns into her shoulder.

I smile warmly, and than realise how creepy this would be if they were to wake up and see me,

Or even if someone just walking past were to see me.

My gaze than lands on a small wooden table covered in dust, and mould, with my index finger, I write a message, so she won't worry.

Than I sneak from the ark, I sneak from the gates, and into the forest.

Clarke:

I sigh in frustration and sit down near a big looming tree, I feel heat all over my body. I have been basically non stop walking, what did I expect?

I close my eyes, and feel myself slowly starting to drift off...

Overjoyed I bolt towards the gates, were i heard that he would be. I see him, he's bloody and bruised but he's Bellamy.

He looks at me just before I go crashing into him, tackling him in a warm embrace, a hug,

I feel him hesitate, as if wondering how i could even be here, but than i feel him wrap his arms around me tightly, fondly, a big smile growing wide on his face into my hair.

"Well there's something I never thought I'd see." Octavia states a playful huff to her words, standing to the side, I than hesitantly release Bellamy and turn to hug Octavia happily.

I open my eyes, to the sound of something or someone moving far off into the distance, not giving myself time to react to the sudden memory I jump up, bolting through the forest as fast as I can, my mind speeding with memories and yet I manage to call out her name, "Madi?!"

Bellamy:

I walk through the dark forest, my mind racing with memories, what's happening?

"How did Octavia get you in?" I ask, curious of the answer, "that doesn't matter." Is the response I get, but than more follows,

"Bellamy, I need you, and we don't have much time."

"You need me?" I ask with a annoyed and angry flare to my words, and Clarke responds,

"yes, I need the guy who wouldn't let me pull that leaver in Mount. Weather by myself."

And I can't stop it, my emotions and my anger get the better of me,

"you left me! You let all of us." I see her flinch at my words, "Bellamy..."

"Enough! You're not in charge here, Clarke. And that's a good thing too, because people die when your in charge. You were willing to let a bomb drop on my sister! you made a deal with Lexa who left us to die in mount weather and forced us to kill everyone who helped us! people who trusted, me!" I yell, and I see the tears build up, I see the pain and hurt in her eyes, and I know I've gone too far. I hurt her, and the moment I realised what I did, it hurt me; But I'm glad I got it out.

Clarke swallows, and speaks quietly, sadly.

"I'm sorry for leaving... but I knew I could. Because they had you."

I'm running now, I don't know why but I am. Running faster than I have for a long time, than I hear it, a voice, a familiar voice.

One that has been haunting me, one I'll never forget, "Madi?!"

I stop dead in my tracks, heart ponding, breathing heavy, I stand just on the outskirts of a small circular area, with no trees, being lit by the moon and stars, hidden in the shadows, I stand slowly.

I was just starting to convince myself what I heard wasn't real, that it was an illusion that I hallucinated, when a figure came bursting through the bushes and into the circular area.

It's Clarke... blond hair cut short, red tips staining some streaks, she puffs and places her hands on her knees bending and trying to catch her breath.

"Clarke..." I whisper, as I watch her start to stand, "Clarke." I try, slightly louder, I start running, building up the strength I need, "Clarke!" I yell, and her head snaps up to face me, her eyes widen in shock, than relief, as instantly after they start to fill with tears, than she starts running too.

We crash together in the middle, her arms hooking under mine and her fingers joining on my back, her face buried in my chest, I wrap my arms around her waist, and my forehead placed gently on hers, and I smile, one of the first genuine ones in a long time.

"Clarke..." I whisper, and her head turns up, she looks at me and our eyes connect, hers reflecting the shinning stars of the sky, joyful tears stained on both of our faces,

"I missed you." I whispered, placing my forehead down gently on hers, and closing my eyes,

"I missed you too," She smiles, her eyes closed also.

As I pull back a little so i can speak to her properly, neither one of us let go of each other, our eyes never disconnecting,

I slowly pull one hand away, and use it to let my fingers push a blonde and red streaked strand of hair away from her face, Zaps shooting over and through my fingertips than i gather my remaining confidence and push her chin up, pressing my lips softly to hers.

The kiss was like everything we could ever dream, it was warm, and affectionate, full of love and passion and wanting, we melt into it.

Than when we finally had to pull away for air, I whisper softly only for Clarke's ears, not that anyone else would hear it all the way over here in the forest, deep in the night sky, just as the clock struck midnight, Clarke hears me confess;

"I love you, Clarke Griffin." And still in the twelve o'clock, still yet to be a minute past midnight, clarke admittedly whispers back, I love you too, Bellamy Blake."

Than I kiss her deeply, the moon and the stars shining over us.

And it really is a mystery, how all turned out to be as it is.

Octavia:

I wake up, my mind groggy, I smile, as I feel Lincoln move slightly at my movement, but something catches my eye, someone's been in here, my mind races and panic rises, but all that fades away once I see the message on my table.

"O,

I'VE GONE FOR A WALK, DON'T WORRY, I'LL BE BACK SOON. STAY SAFE, -BELL."

"You too big brother, you too."

Clarke:

I walk hand in hand with Bellamy, as he leads me back to the ark.

He had already told me that Madi is there, safe and sound, and so all my worries washed away.

I'm so happy that I have found Bellamy. Or that, he has found me.

When we reached the Campsite (the Ark) I was starting to feel excited and a little nervous,

"do you want to see them now?" Bellamy asked from beside me, "yes," I responded, so Bellamy continued on, leading me through the halls and around the derbies to what he said is Octavia and Lincoln's quarters.

Bellamy:

On the walk here Clarke had told me the story of her survival, and I know it's one she'll have to tell quite a lot.

But as for right now, I'm excited for Octavia to reunite with Clarke, she will be so happy, and confused.

And of course I'll tell O about...us.

I can already see her smile for when I do.

But when would be the right time?

"O." I whisper, standing in the doorway, Clarke basically Invisible as she stands behind me.

"Bellamy," O gasps, "where did you go?" And I smile, "I went for a walk, I had to... clear my head." I responded,

"And what? Found magic on the way back? You're practically glowing!" Octavia exclaimed making me blush in embarrassment and waking a grunting sleep-deprived Lincoln up.

I chuckled and than watch as Octavia's face grows serious, "who's that behind you?" She asks, now I know it's time, I step away from the doorway, leaving Clarke in clear view.

Octavia:

I squeal, and smile all the way to my eyes, as big as i could, really. I hug her,

"Clarke!" I chirp, my voice slightly muffled by Clarke's shoulder, Lincoln got out of the bed and hugged Clarke too after I reluctantly let go.

"H-how?" I mutter, and Clarke smiles, "its a long story." She breathes
"short version; night blood kept me alive long enough to get back to Polis, where I hid out for a while." She smiles, and I couldn't help but beam,

"Now, Your mom?" I asked, "have you seen her yet?" Bellamy looks over to me, "no, I brought her here first, but you can come if you want?, I was just about to take her now." I chuckle, "sure, that sounds good." And so we sneak through the halls and down to Abby Griffins room.

Clarke:

"Mom?" I whisper, standing in the doorway, I watch her stir from her sleep, "mom?" I ask again, and than I see her eyes flash in recognition of my words, "Clarke?" She asks, and I smile in relief, letting go of the breath I didn't even know I was holding.

Abby:

I jump out of my bed, and slowly walk towards Clarke hoping I am not dreaming, after I was centimetres away, i place my hand gently on her shoulder, when Clarke doesn't disappear and my hand doesn't go through, I hug my daughter tightly, like it's the end of the world.

My baby girl, she's alive.

I know it isn't a dream now, and my tears are flowing freely, Clarke, she, survived.

Bellamy:

After what seemed to be hours of them talking, Clarke had finally Managed to get her mother back to sleep, promising she'd still be in the Ark when she awoke.

I slowly advanced to the exhausted Clarke sitting in a chair by her mother's bed, I squatted down in front and looked up into the tired eyes, staring down at me. "Hey," I smiled, "hey," Clarke smile back, adding a slight chuckle.

"You look exhausted, you should get some sleep." I acknowledged, whispering quietly, "you should too," Clarke whispers I chuckle, and I reached up, placing my hand over hers, Clarke than turn her hand, facing it palm up, and lacing my fingers through hers, "how about we go together?" I ask, Clarke hums, and whispers her response to my also whispered question. "Sounds great." She glances back towards her mother for a second, "just give me a minute okay? Than I'll meet you out in the hallway." I smiled, "of course." I than stood up slowly and kissed her forehead, Clarke closing her eyes when I did so.

And eventually letting go of her hand so I could turn to leave the room.

When I reached the hallway, I saw O smiling at me mischievously, being as observant as ever,

"what?" I asked,

"How long?" Octavia asked smiling. Challenging me to say something, anything.

I chuckled. She worked it out, this sly girl.

After a moment of silent stares, "Since I went for a walk." I give in, and Octavia jumps excitedly,

"that's why you were glowing! Ahh, you guys are so good together!" O exclaimed, over joyed.

Octavia:

I couldn't believe it, the sneaky guy thought he could hide something like that from me!

God, I knew they where meant to be together the moment they met! Even if they didn't like each other at first... oh, now Lincoln and I can go on double dates with them, my thought process is going off the rails, and I am way to excited but I didn't need to say what I was thinking because I'm pretty sure that by looking at Bell, my smile screams it all.

But my mind was still having a little bit of trouble stretching over the fact that Clarke's alive, I mean, I wonder what she's been doing all this time.

I than hear Clarke's footsteps,

as she soon appears in the doorway, Bellamy says goodnight to me, and Clarke does too, i say my goodnights too, and than sneak back to Lincoln to give them their privacy, when I got back I had expected Lincoln to be fast asleep, but there he was sitting and waiting for me, asking only for my presence...and details, which I am glad to give, boy, how I love this man.

Clarke:

Bellamy has his hand intertwined with mine, pulling me along with him, leading me down the long and familiar routes of the Ark.

"can we see the others in the morning?" I ask sleepily,

"Definitely," He replies, stopping and looking down into my eyes,

"is this the room? Where you've been sleeping?" I ask curiously, "mhmm." He hums before answering by correcting me, "but I wouldn't really call it sleeping." I press my hand to his forehead, and sigh in relief when I come to the conclusion that he's not sick. Just a little dehydrated.

"You alright there, princess?" Bellamy asks, his voice deep and husky,

I run my fingers gently down the side of his face before dropping them, after i reach his jaw, and I smile warmly, he leads me into the room, and I look around, memories rolling in, "the list.." I mutter and Bellamy turns to look at me,

"...do you know that I slept in your old cell up in the space station?"

He explains, staring at me, examining me head to toe. As if committing me permanently in his memory, and I feel my heart warm, "I did not, but I do now...Do you know, that everyday I would talk to you on the radio? You were my way of staying sane. And I guess you still are," I admit, and his face goes into shock, before he slides his arms around my waist, my hands going to rest on his forearms, "really? And what would you say?" He asks, and in response I just chuckle and kiss him lightly.

After a while, we crawl into the bed to get a nights sleep, as we'll soon wake up, to a tangle of limbs.

In the sunny morning, in the damaged Ark. were we'll both be blissfully happy for moment, lost in each other's eyes, before we get up, for the things that need to be done.

Raven:

Abby rushed around me, checking my vital signs and brain, before she suddenly stopped. "Abby..?" I started but she cut me off, "Raven... you're cured." I broke out into a light laugh, a smile across my face, a happiness of which I could not explain. It's a miracle. we are both chuckling happily,

Then I noticed. Ever since hearing of Clarke's death, Abby was almost dead to the world, angry and sad. But now...she looks, happy. "Abby?" I started and she turned to me brightly, "why are you so..." Abby cuts me off, "haven't you heard?" I squintmy eyes in confusion, "heard what?" I asked,

Abby smiled and gave a breathy response "Clarke-she's alive."

I smile wider, a weight in my heart lifting. I knew she couldn't be gone,

It's strange almost, the fact that a bad relationship with a boy-the same cheating boy (finn)-could be what made us such good friends.

"Clarke... I have to go and find her." I said standing up,

"I'm afraid that won't be needed," Abby replied, I was just about to ask what she meant when;

"Good morning," Abby acknowledged, staring past me,

I turned to look and saw an alive Clarke standing in the doorway,

"Morning," she smiles I ran over as best as I could with my damaged leg and hugged Clarke, I tried to move my lips to speak but nothing came out but happy laughs and noises which indicated relief, and like saying; this is un-believable.

Than Kane entered looking down at his clip board, hitting it with a rhythm oblivious to the fact that people other than Abby are in the room, "looks like works going to be slow today.." he stated, "Kane." Abby breathed, and than he looked up and saw the scene before him, and after a moment of surprise, was hugging Clarke as well.

"Where's Bellamy? He has to know you're alive." I asked, he's going to be so happy, and than who knows what will happen.

But before Clarke could answer, someone else did, another female voice from the doorway, "he already does." I looked up to see Octavia smirking, "he's the one that brought her here, and i'd say he's more than happy..." Octavia stated, I couldn't quite place what she was trying to insinuate, as she moved to stand next to Clarke, raising her eyebrows at her as Clarke blushed a radiant red. Then all of a sudden, realisation hit me, and I could see it hit Abby and Kane too.

"I'm so happy for the two of you!" I yelled, quickly before looking over to a stunned, still and silent Abby, "maybe we should give them some privacy.." kane states, pulling Octavia and I out of the room.

"So, where is Bellamy?" I asked,

"telling the others." Octavia replied.

Abby:

"Mom?" Clarke asked me, uncertainly.

"It's okay, I've just got no idea of what to say!" I revealed reassuringly. She sighed gratefully, hugging me tightly, it feels so good to have my baby girl in my arms again. "I've got to go, I'm meeting Bellamy out near the gate," she sighed, "okay, but don't go anywhere." I ordered, I'm not going to lose you again, Clarke.

"You'll be the first to know if I do." She responds, hugging me lightly than sauntering out the door.

Clarke:

It feels good to see the grounders and Skai people working together, United.

Sure, people stared, but others, came up to me and hugged me,

And had a conversation. It feels like I stopped a million times, but seeing Monty again was great, as I think this, Murphy walks over to me, he looks nervous.

"Clarke...hey, I just wanted to say I'm glad your back." Murphy states, and I know he's to proud to say it, but I know he missed me too. I hug him lightly, and continue my walk leaving him with a smile. And I wonder, what about Jasper? Would he really be able to forgive me after what I did to Maya? To everyone in mount weather?

"Clarke." I turn and see Jasper standing behind me, "Jasper." I say, and just as I go to apologise, Jasper does it for me, "hey, look. I'm sorry for the way i treated you, I know you just did what you had to do now, and I took out my anger on you. And when I thought you'd died... it made me realise I didn't want to leave my last conversation with you, hating you... So, friends again?" He asks awkwardly, but the way he stands I'd think he is afraid of my answer, but I smiled, and hug him. "Friends." I whisper, and than slide off to join Bellamy, who now stands by the gate, fixing a wire in the hot and sunny morning.

Octavia sees me approaching and I laugh as she smacks Bellamy's back, making him jump, and gestures in my direction to make him pay attention to who's approaching.

When his eyes land on mine, he brightens like a lamp, and I smile widely,

"you're pretty famous these days princess." He smiles, his body sweaty,

I huff "not by choice." And he laughs happily, and than we are interrupted by a high pitch squeal "Clarke!" I turn and see Madi sprinting towards me, "Madi!" I say returning her delight, and embrace her, spinning her lightly.

And as I look down into the adorable and beautiful face I wonder;

Madi, who are your parents? And were are they?