After spending the day tending to some sick kids in the medical bay, Clarke ran into Raven as she was leaving the tent
Clarke opened her mouth to say something, but then changed her mind and started to walk off. She felt Raven grab her arm and she immediately tensed.
"Relax, I just want to talk." Raven told her, releasing the hold on her arm.
Clarke let out a breath that she hadn't even realized that she had been holding. "OK, so talk."
"I'm sorry for what I did and said after Finn died. I was angry and i needed to lash out and you were the one who was the easiest to blame."
"I appreciate the apology, but I wasn't upset with you, Raven. I was just worried. Worried you would never speak to me again. That you were going to hurt yourself or someone else. I don't want to lose another friend."
"I loved Finn. He was my family. And I trusted that you were going to save him and bring him home. When you didn't, I felt like everything had been ripped away from me."
"I'm sorry that I promised to bring him back. But Raven, I tried. I even wanted to exchange my life for his. Lexa wouldn't allow it, so I did what I felt was right. What I felt was the only way Finn could really have peace. They were going to torture him and do such awful things to him and I just couldn't bear to sit back and watch that happen. It was the only way Raven and I'm so sorry." Clarke said with tears in her eyes.
"I realize that now. I hate what you did Clarke. And I don't know if I can forgive you just yet. But I am going to try. Finn wouldn't have wanted us to be fighting."
"I just want to be able to walk across camp without constantly working to avoid you. I just want us to try and work to getting our friendship back to where it was. We need you Raven. We can't do any of this without you." Clarke said.
Raven nodded. "I'm not making any promises, but I'll try."
"That's all I ask." Clarke said with a small smile.
The girls nodded at each other and walked off in opposite directions.
Later, Clarke ran into Bellamy, who was walking, carrying his gun. Murphy and some of the other guards trailed behind him.
"Where are all of you going?" Clarke asked.
She looked at Murphy who was avoiding eye contact with her.
Bellamy sighed, "We were going to go out hunting and also search out the terrain around the camp."
"What? You can't leave camp! We still haven't secured the alliance with the Grounders yet! They could be planning to retaliate for all we know!" Clarke exclaimed.
Bellamy nodded to the other guys and they started walking off towards the gate and then he turned back to Clarke. "Look Clarke, we need to find more food, and we need to make sure the camp is secure and safe. We can handle the Grounders." He said gesturing to his gun.
Clarke glared at him. "Yeah, because that turned out so well last time." Clarke said referring to Finn's attack at the Grounder's camp.
"Clarke, I'm not Finn." He said giving her a look, "What's really bothering you?"
"I know you're not Finn. Finn wouldn't make a decision this stupid like you are." Clarke retorted. Immediately regretting it as soon as she said it.
Bellamy stared at Clarke, jaw clenching. "So we're back here again, huh?"
"Bellamy, we can't afford to have you guys go out with half of our people still at Mount Weather and the Grounders still not at peace with us!"
"Your mom is sending us out and we're going."
"Of course she's sending you out! She doesn't care about losing any of you! To her, you're all expendable! But I care!" Clarke yelled angrily. Angry that her mother kept dismissing the delinquents' usefulness.
"Clarke, I know that you're worried, but it's just a quick hunting trip. It will be fine." Bellamy tried to reassure her.
"I don't like this." She answered shaking her head and stomping away.
Bellamy gestured for the guys to follow him and they left the camp.
Later, Clarke was organizing supplies in the medical tent when Octavia came in.
"Hey, have you seen Bellamy?" She asked Clarke.
"He took Murphy and some of the guards on a hunting trip. I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't listen." Clarke said in an annoyed tone.
"Did he say when they would be back?" Octavia asked.
"No, why?"
"Well it's almost sundown and they still haven't returned." Octavia said.
Clarke turned around to face Octavia with a confused look on her face. "But he said it was going to be a quick trip and that was hours ago."
"I'm sure they're fine. Come on; let's go get something to drink while we wait." Octavia said, noticing how Clarke had suddenly became tense and anxious.
The girls made small talk for awhile until they heard shouts coming from the gate across camp. They both turned to look and heard voices yelling for them. They saw the guys carrying a body, badly bloodied and limp in their arms. Clarke noticed the long dark hair and her throat closed up. Both of the girls jumped up.
"Bellamy!" Clarke heard the anguish in Octavia's voice that mirrored her own.
They ran over to where the guys were struggling to carry Bellamy to the medical tent.
"Where's my mom? Someone get my mom!" Clarke yelled for someone nearby to find her mother as she ripped off some of the fabric on Bellamy's shirt and pressed it to his wound, which was bleeding heavily. "What happened?" She asked.
"We were on our way back when we heard something in the woods. All I saw was the arrows go in his side. We tried to go after whoever did it, but we couldn't find anyone. He passed out and we carried him back here as fast as we could." Murphy told her.
Abby rushed over to the medical tent and surveyed the scene unfolding in front of her. She bent down and took Bellamy's pulse. It was faint, but it was there.
"We need to stop the bleeding and stitch up the wound. It looks like the arrows just missed his heart and lung. He most likely lost consciousness from all of the blood loss. You should have kept the arrows in. Pulling them out only caused him to lose blood faster." Abby worked at stopping the bleeding and prepared to stitch up Bellamy's side.
Murphy stood to the side looking pale and quiet. He looked over at Clarke who was crying and trying to help her mother as best as she could. Clarke looked at him for a moment and he saw the fear written all over her face. He then looked over at Octavia, who was sitting on the floor, crying silently in the corner. He actually felt awful for the both of them, knowing how much they both cared about Bellamy.
Abby and Clarke worked for over an hour on stabilizing Bellamy and stitching up his wound. Eventually Abby told them that all that was left to do was to wait until Bellamy woke up.
Murphy, Clarke and Abby then went to meet with Jaha and Kane to discuss what had happened during the hunting trip and what their next steps were going to be. The whole time they were talking, Clarke felt a strong need to leave the room and run back to the med bay. Octavia had stayed with Bellamy and as soon as the group was done discussing the events, Clarke rushed back over there. When she entered, she saw Octavia brushing Bellamy's hair out of his face, whispering to him, while he silently slept.
She looked up when Clarke entered the room, which was empty except for the three of them. Octavia gestured for Clarke to sit down on the other side of Bellamy and she did, taking Bellamy's hand in her own, holding on to it for dear life.
"He's going to be fine." Octavia stated firmly, whether she was reassuring Clarke or herself, she didn't know.
Clarke looked at how helpless and vulnerable Bellamy looked. She hoped with everything she had that he would wake up soon and be fine. She needed him. She had already lost so many people and she couldn't lose another person close to her, especially one of her best friends. She was angry at him in the midst of everything else that she was feeling. She had warned him not to leave camp and he hadn't listened to her. If only she had gone with them…No. He was going to make it through. She had to believe it because the alternative was just too painful to even consider. She needed him by her side. He was the only one who she fully trusted and the only one who truly believed in her. He was the one who was always there. The one who always made her feel safe and she couldn't handle having that ripped away from her. Not now. Bellamy was her partner, they were a team, and they were going to make it through this. She needed to believe it. She now knew how Raven must have felt when she saw Clarke kill Finn. The thought made her want to throw up. She felt so much guilt for having put Raven through that.
Clarke and Octavia stayed there by Bellamy's side throughout the whole night, not sleeping. People filtered in and out, checking on them every so often, each hoping for change in Bellamy's condition.
A/N: Thank you for the kind reviews! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I will update soon. :)