/Bellamy Blake/
"Abby Griffin, hi, I'm detective Blake," he said casually, walking into the interrogation room and sitting on the chair opposite to her.
"Um, hi. Hello," Abby said, obviously nervous and looking extremely tired.
"Now," Blake said, getting straight to the point, "I know that you're not going to want to give away the knowledge you have of your daughter's whereabouts and other information, but if you co-operate with us and help us find her, we can try and cut a deal with her."
"You're wrong." Abby spoke quietly.
"Excuse me?"
"I am completely willing to give my assistance in this investigation. Clarke may be 20, but she's still my daughter, and I want her found."
This was the exact opposite to what Bellamy was expecting, usually they have to pry and poke and uncover secrets to get the parents to help them. Obviously, things weren't that great between Abby and Clarke.
"Oh, well in that case. Um," Bellamy was temporarily frazzled, but he recovered quickly, "First thing's first, when was the last time you saw your daughter?"
"The day when Jake was killed," she said, clearly trying to keep her face stoic.
"What happened that day?"
Her blank mask slipped for a second, obviously recalling the death of her husband, before she cleared her throat and began.
"I, um, don't really know how to say this. I was the one who turned Jake in, I um, he told me about how he'd uncovered something huge and was gonna reveal it the next day, and I knew nothing good would come of it, so I.. I…" She trailed off.
"So you called the fed," Bellamy finished for her, slightly annoyed at the fact that this woman would betray her own husband.
"I didn't know they were going to execute him, I thought they would just remove the evidence, confiscate his equipment, at worse fine him. But then they told me that Jake being alive was a risk to our country, and they... They... Couldn't allow it." By the time Abby had finished speaking, tears were rolling down her face and she was about to break. He knew he had to do it, but he felt slightly guilty about breaking an emotional woman down to locate her daughter, who would probably be executed too.
"How did they find out that Clarke knew about the Jake's secret?"
"I overheard Jake and Clarke talking, and she was arguing that she wanted to help and Jake didn't want her to. While they were out arresting Jake, I um, saw Clarke downloading the files, and when they came to the house… I t-told them that she took it. I told them that she was gone"
All guilt for the woman left him the moment she finished speaking, and was replaced by fury. How could a mother betray her daughter like that? She knew that the government were going to execute Jake, and she still told them about Clarke. He felt a wave of sympathy and sorrow for Clarke, who watched her father be executed for telling the truth, and having he own mother betray her. It made him sick. He knew it was his job, and that he needed the promotion for Octavia, but he had never wanted to stop chasing someone before. He knew somewhere Clarke was alone, and worried, and that the fury, and anger and betrayal was only going to make her harder to catch. She was a woman on a mission, full of courage, mercy and sacrifice, and he'd never wanted to help a fugitive more.