One Hundred and One (Chapter Two) - RebellPrincess

A/N: Hey guys :) Thanks for following/favouriting this story! It motivated me to post the new chapter today.

I'm also working on another story; It's a Bellarke hospital AU. If you wanna check it out it's called State Of Unconsciousness (by me, of course. :P)

Clarke lay in her makeshift bed. It's been a week and a bit, it's so hard to track time on the ground, since she told Bellamy, who had kept his word and not told anyone. They met at least once a day, more so Clarke had someone to talk about with but she convinced herself it was to update Bellamy.

While the comments about virtue, her eating habits and other un-lady like traits never stopped coming, Bellamy never once asked who the father was or was entirely mean about it. In fact, he was starting to become almost tolerable.

Raven had become more than just tolerable. It hurt Clarke to know Raven was a good person and didn't deserve this. If the brunette was ruder, it would've been easier to tell her- and Finn. Raven knew that Clarke and Finn had more than just a friendship before she crashed onto earth, but she didn't know, or at least Clarke thought she didn't know about the intimacy of their relationship.

Clarke waited in her bed for Bellamy to show, thinking of how to tell Finn. She had to do it soon or he would be angry for keeping it from him. Today would be the day, Clarke told herself. She would tell Bellamy who the father was and then she would march straight up to said father and tell him. In that order.

Footsteps approached the tent she lay in. There was a rustle of plastic and a voice spoke. "Look, Princess. I know having someone to confide in is wonderful and all, but if I knew it entailed meeting with you every day, I wouldn't have signed the contract." Bellamy joked as he came within sight. "But seriously. I don't have time for this anymore. Things are getting worse, we can't keep this up."

"Don't worry. Your contract ends today." Clarke joked back, but with not even half as much haughtiness as he did. "You've been a really good…" Friend. "Confident. And I really appreciate it, but I'm going to tell him today."

Bellamy's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Really? What exactly are you going to tell Finn?"

"Just what I told you. I'm a month along, if I've calculated right. If I don't tell him now, he's going to figure it out soon." Clarke looked down at her stomach, which had become slightly rounder, but not enough to be noticeable in her loose clothing. Realizing what he had said, her head snapped up. "How did you know it was Finn?"

A smirk formed on Bellamy's pink lips. "Wild guess. Well, actually not so wild. The only men you've grown close to, besides me obviously," he winked. "Is Jasper, Monty and Finn. And Jasper has a sweet little crush on someone else and Monty- do I have to explain that one?"

"And all this time I thought you weren't asking out of politeness."

"You know me better than that, Princess."

A smile ghosted on Clarke's lips. "Well, I'm going to go and talk to him. He was awake when I passed by the infirmary and I need to get this over with."

Bellamy nodded. "Do you want some adult supervision while you're in there? The last time you two were alone together-" Clarke punched him lightly.

"Shut up." She smiled slightly. "But seriously, Bellamy. Thank you."

Clarke sat by Finn's bed, wetting a cloth and dabbing his forehead. "Clarke. Clarke, okay." He protested. "Seriously, I'm fine. I'm only in this bed because you and Raven won't let me out."

Raven. Clarke felt a twinge of guilt. "Finn, we need to talk."

He didn't say anything, just looked at her and waited for her to speak again.

"The night in the bunker," She started.

Finn closed his eyes. "Was a night neither of us should regret, Clarke. I know I should've told you about Raven but I honestly thought I'd never see her again."

"This isn't about Raven." She said sharply. "The night in the bunker was a mistake, Finn. It was irresponsible and even though I don't regret most of that day… Oh god, I don't know how to say this."

Finn took her hand. "Just say it. If you're happy, that's all that matter."

This was much harder than Clarke anticipated. "I'm…" The look Finn was giving her was too much. "I'm just glad we're still friends. You know, with Raven coming back and all."

The long-haired boy shot her a quizzical look. "That's what you came to tell me?" Clarke nodded.

They sat and looked at each other for a long time. Finn, wondering what Clarke really wanted to tell him and Clarke, wondering when she would.

"I have to go." Clarke stood abruptly.

"Where?"

Since Finn was the only one in the infirmary, she couldn't use her job as an excuse. "To meet Bellamy." She blurted out. "There are things about the grounders we still need to go over."

Finn raised an eyebrow. "I'll come with you. I'm fine and anyway, I'll be fighting them alongside you two too." He began to stand up.

"No, it's okay. You rest. I'll fill you in later." Clarke rushed out into the camp to avoid more questions. No doubt Finn knew something was wrong, but Clarke couldn't possibly tell him he was going to be a father. Not without losing him, or Raven or both as friends.

She felt a pair of eyes on her and looked up, facing a smirking Bellamy. "Didn't have the guts to tell him about the sweet baby, Princess?"

"Shut up, he's right in there." She nodded towards the open door. "Anyway, it wasn't the right time. I'll do it soon." She tugged on a loose piece of her blonde hair. "You were listening to us?"

Bellamy looked at her as if to say 'duh'.

A moment passed and Clarke forced a smile, hoping it was believable. "Your contract hasn't been ripped up just yet." She hoped he found her convincing, like she wasn't worried and scared out of her mind. "You still have a few days left."

"I look forward to it, Princess."

In the first draft of this, she actually did tell Finn but I thought this would be more interesting.

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