Wasn't sure if I would make it happen, but I pulled it off! :) I'm much happier with these two chapter, and there's some pretty great Bellarke moments if I do say so myself lol Enjoy guys! :)

Chapter 13

Clarke heard the front door open, and then the sound of muffled voices in the living room. She sat up in bed, straining to hear what was being said but found that it was no use.

She'd been thinking about her plan to free Bellamy from Lynx all afternoon. Sure he'd been involved in some pretty shady stuff over the years, but he also had more dirt on the higher ups than anyone else in the crew.

This could work out in his favor. She knew for a fact that Octavia's former boyfriend, Jasper, who was now a detective with the local police department, was looking for any kind of information to put away Lynx Travers.

If Bell could make a deal with the DA, then he could be scot-free. All he would have to do is testify against Lynx. It would be dangerous, but if he could be out from under the Grounders' thumb then it would all be worth it.

Clarke heard a light knock on her door, "Clarke, are you awake?"

"Yeah, Bell, come on it!"

"How are you feeling", Bellamy asked as he came to sit beside her.

"Much better", she answered with a smile.

She studied his features, the hard set of his jaw and the stubborn glint in his eyes.

"What did you do", she questioned with a sigh.

"Why do you think I did something?"

"Because you've got that look", Clarke said with a roll of her eyes, "Now what did you do?"

"I put a tail on Spacewalker", Bellamy answered matter of factly.

"You what", Clarke said in astonishment.

"I sent Miller on a reconnaissance mission. I want to know everywhere that scumbag goes and everyone he talks to."

Clarke shivered at her best friend's cold tone, but wasn't surprised by his declaration.

"Bell, you shouldn't have done that", she said softly.

"Why not? I protect what's mine, don't I", he said with a growl.

The fact that he referenced her as his possession should have angered her inner feminist, however it only caused a comforting warmth to spread throughout her body.

"Yes, you do, but that was going a little overboard."

Clarke watched as his eyes darkened, if that was possible, and his gaze roved over her features.

"There is no such thing as too careful when it comes to your safety, Princess. Finn crossed a line when he came to your home and threatened you. That tells me that he's desperate, and I want to know why. I need to know what he's up to, and if I need to step in show him the error of his ways", Bellamy said, his voice laced with ill suppressed rage.

Clarke smiled, his concern for her well being never ceased to amaze her.

"Now that we've discussed your concerns for my safety, how about we discuss my concern for yours?"

"What do you mean", Bellamy asked in confusion.

"I mean, I think I've found a way to free you from the Grounders and I have no idea why I didn't think about it before", Clarke said enthusiastically.

"Clarke…"

"No, hear me out. The DA has been all over the police department about taking down Lynx. What if you made a deal with said DA, you could testify against Lynx and gain your freedom", the blonde reasoned.

"How do you know it would work", Bell asked skeptically.

"I may have talked to a lawyer", Clarke said, wincing when his eyebrows rose to meet his hairline.

"You what!"

"Don't blow your top just yet. I called Jasper's friend…"

"Jasper, Octavia's old boyfriend Jasper?!"

"Yes, would you just listen", Clarke said waiting for him to settle down again, "Anyway, Jasper's friend Monty is the best legal counsel around, and he said that theoretically you would have a good chance. I even asked, theoretically of course, about Lincoln, Miller, and the rest of the guys at the shop. He said their chances would be good as well."

Clarke heard him sigh, saw how his hands furled and unfurled in frustration.

"Fine, I'll talk to the guys about it and get back to you", Bellamy finally said.

"Ok", Clarke said softly.

Ever since meeting the dark haired man before her, she'd felt the need to get him out of every scrape imaginable. Once instance stood out in her mind, and she found herself giggling.

It had been a beautiful fall day. Clarke had come home, the only home she knew- the Blake residence. She'd just unlocked the door when a woman came to stand beside her.

"What are you doing here", the redhead had asked.

"Uh, I live here", Clarke snapped.

It had been a long day and she was in no mood for Bellamy's exes. She loved the guy, but he was such a player.

"Oh, I didn't know Bell had two sisters", the woman gushed with a smile.

"He doesn't", Clarke grumbled, still jiggling the lock.

"Well then who are you?"

"I'm Clarke."

The blonde was bombarded by questions, her patience slipping through the cracks between the chipped boards beneath her feet. Her key wasn't working, and she was just about ready to pull out her hair.

"Blake, open this door", she screamed.

Clarke could hear the thudding on the stairs as Bellamy raced to the door. It swung open seconds later to reveal the man of the hour, hair sticking up in all directions and his shirt on backwards.

"Sorry, Princess", he said, his voice gravelly from sleep.

Clarke felt her heart soften. She knew he'd gotten in early this morning, and she'd had to patch up some cracked ribs. The painkillers she gave him usually knocked him out, so that explained the bed head.

She was just about to step inside, when the woman beside her squealed.

"Bell, I thought I'd never see you again", Red said, about to throw her arms around him.

Clarke quickly blocked the woman's entrance, not wanting her to hurt Bellamy. Her gaze traveled up to connect with his. She grimaced when she saw the dread lurking in his brown eyes, begging her to do something.

"I'm seriously going to regret this", Clarke grumbled under her breath.

"Hey, baby", she said stepping forward to place a soft kiss on Bellamy's jaw.

Then she turned around, her smile forced and her eyes cold.

"Who are you?"

"I'm… Uh, I'm…", the woman stammered.

"Oh, is this what you thought I would be angry about", Clarke asked turning to Bellamy, nearly laughing at his baffled expression.

"Uh, yeah this is it. I'm sorry, Princess", he said, one of his arms circling her waist.

"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding", she said turning to the redhead, "We had a lover's quarrel, but we've long since moved past that little spat."

Clarke watched as the redhead's mouth hung open, her eyes wide and confused.

"Bell, here doesn't keep any secrets from me. Thank you so much for dropping by to apologize, and I wish you the best", Clarke said, fake smile still in place.

They stood in the doorway, Bellamy's arm still around her waist, his thumb absently stroking her hip.

"What was that", she asked, her blue eyes searching his face.

"I have no idea", Bellamy answered, his voice still groggy.

"Why was the lock changed?"

"I saw one of the Sky's in our front yard last night. I changed the lock just to be safe", he answered darkly.

"Good thinking. I'll get keys made this afternoon", Clarke agreed.

"Thanks for the act, Princess", Bellamy said with a grin as they made their way into the living room."

"You're welcome. I couldn't just sit there and watch you flounder", Clarke smirked.

Bellamy groaned as he sat down on the couch, drawing her concerned gaze.

"Here let me take a look", Clarke said sitting down beside him.

She prodded his ribs gently, trying not to cringe every time he hissed in pain.

"Everything looks good, just take it easy."

She was about to get up when Bellamy's hand enveloped her own.

"Princess, thanks for taking care of me", he said, his brown eyes soft and endearing.

"Any time", she said leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his forehead.

"I hear you and O had a little argument", Bellamy said pulling Clarke from her memories.

"Yep."

"I'm glad we never do that", he grinned.

"Oh, no! We never fight!"

"I know right! We would never stoop so low."

Clarke chuckled at the playful glint in his eyes, and that famous Blake smirk. Goodness how she loved that smile, and hated it all at the same time.

Then she watched as his eyes became serious, his thumb stroking over her knuckles.

"Thanks for looking out for me, Princess", he said, his voice deep and full of something Clarke couldn't quite place.

"Any time, Bell."

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Wright: I finally found a way to include Monty! :) All things Cage will be explained a little later on, as soon as I figure it out lol Thank you for yet another lovely review! :)