A/N: Hey guys! How's everything been? I hope your not upset at me. It's been so long, two months, I believe. Maybe longer. I'm so sorry I haven't posted a chapter and I don't want to make you guys feel like I feel I'm obligated to do this for you, I don't. I love doing this, I love hearing what you have to say but a lot has been going on with my real life...things. Their piling on me in other words. This chapter probably wont be as good, my beta, I'm sure has have a lot of things she needs to work on as well so she hasn't edited this. But I wanted to post something, just to show that I'm here ad I'm not going away. I'm not gonna leave you on that. This story is going to be long, I promise. Please tell me if their are any mistakes. Hopefully the next chapter I post wont take two months. Love you guys. Hope you aren't angry. Sorry this was so long.

23: The One Where They Hide It

Clarke took a huge breath before she slammed her body down against Bellamy's bed. Panting loudly and giving him a wide grin as he laid beside her on the bed, pulling the thin sheet over both of them. She stared up at the ceiling, twisting her body and realizing just how much it ached. A good ache, that she missed so desperately and her thighs were still shaking but she felt warm and good. Something she hadn't felt in a long while.

Bellamy chuckled, throwing his arm around her waist and his other hand played with her hair that was sprawled over his pillow. Smiling down at her as she reached up and connected all the freckles that were splattered over his face. "I love you." She says. He laughs, ever since she said it the first time she hasn't been able to stop telling him that.

"I love you too." He smiles, leaning down and kissing her eyelids which makes her giggle.

She wraps her arms around his back, pulling herself more into him and although they are both sweaty and naked she liked the feel of his warm skin against hers. Likes the way his skin complexion looks against hers, likes the way his hair is messy, she just...likes him. "What do we tell the kids?" Clarke asks.

"Your call; we can tell them or wait for the right moment."

"They'll make such a big deal about it," Clarke bites her lip in thought and soon grins, "Plus I kind of like sneaking around with you. I feel dangerous."

"You are such a nerd." He laughs at her and she slaps his shoulder, pinching his back and causing him to laugh harder.

"So, do you want to wait till their ready?" Clarke asks and Bellamy nods.

"Whenever you feel up to it." He leans down, scooting himself down so he can be face to face with her. Bellamy grins, resting his forehead against hers before he kisses her cheek and her temple and her nose and her eyelids and the side of her mouth. "Round two?" He asks, his mouth lowering to her neck.

"Don't you mean round seven?"

He laughs, biting her neck and she squeals, hitting his shoulder before she pushes him on his back.

When Clarke showed up in front of the gang, Octavia and Monty had ran at her like a bull who finally saw a red flag. Monty dropping to his knees and gripping her waist as Octavia sneaked around and hugged her back. Clarke laughed, patting Monty's head as she tried to give Octavia a behind hug.

"Alright, alright, you're squeezing her you guys." Bellamy said and after they all gave her tight hugs, saying 'are you alright' and 'we missed you' and 'Bellamy was such a buzz kill', they all sit down. Clarke smiles excitedly, squeezing Bellamy's hand that rested against her shoulder before she turned to the group.

She explained about how they accepted her painting, about how her and Wells broke up and she was going to do an art gallery. They were all enthusiastic and the gang had told her their true opinions on Wells which caused her a surprised look and after awhile a broad laugh.

"Why didn't you guys say anything?" Clarke asks, still smiling.

"Bellamy said we shouldn't, you were so happy and he asked us if we wanted to ruin that and we said we'd endure it as long as you were happy." Octavia explained.

Clarke looked over to Bellamy who was giving her a small, tight smile and she sighed. "That was sweet of all of you but I want you to be honest about your feelings. If I did something that ever annoyed you I want you to tell me. Raven, how is the planning for the wedding going? Octavia how's your job? Monty how are you and Miller? Jasper is everything alright with you and Maya?"

"Clarke, you were only gone for a day." Bellamy explains, giving a chuckle and squeezing her shoulder.

"I know and that's too long for me. Did anything happen?"

"Wick and I are fine. A matter of fact, we already set a date." Raven informs which causes them all to grin and give her hugs.

"The jobs fine, Clarke. Lincoln is coming back soon and I think we might be taking a new level but I'm not sure." Octavia shrugs.

"Miller and I are good. Although to be honest, he's kind of clingy lately. I think it's cute though." Monty smiles.

"Maya and I are great. Like, really great. It'll be our one year anniversary soon and I'm actually going with Octavia to find a present. I think I might actually tell her I love her." Jasper grins.

"I leave for one day and..." Clarke sighs, trying to compose herself which causes them all to laugh.

"Bellamy took care of us, Clarke." Raven smiles at her, grabbing her hand and squeezing it. "He took us out to the movies, he even went ice skating with us and made sure that we were all taken care of and we didn't bug you with any of our problems."

Clarke smiles, raising an eyebrow and looking at Bellamy who is now growing a light shade of pink on his cheeks. "Ice skating, huh? You hate ice skating."

"I know!" Octavia laughs. "It was really surprising when he had suggested the idea."

"We all missed you though and Bellamy said he'd even be willing to take us all out for a day when you got back. Said it'd be on him too." Jasper tells her, obviously wanting to go ice skating again.

"A whole day?" Clarke asks and they all nod.

Bellamy groans at the sparkle in their eyes, his wallet whimpering like it feels it'll be empty by the end of the day.

Clarke had thought it'd be nice to just do something that each one wanted. So Octavia went first and had chosen a club to dance her heart away. Although when a guy started hitting on her and wouldn't stop even when she had said she wasn't interested and had a boyfriend he had continued to persist. Only for Bellamy to beat him to death and Jasper and Raven to take on the man's buddies. Monty and Clarke got the get away car and they were never allowed to return to the club again.

Jasper went next and he said he wanted to go to a junk yard to grab some scraps of metal for his secret project but Bellamy had immediately denied the idea. Instead they went to the ice skating rink where Jasper twirled in a circle over and over to try and crack the ice. He had fallen, holding his head because he had gotten too dizzy and Monty had fell too although his was laughing too hard.

Monty chose an arcade which they all liked. Monty had challenged them all to a dance off and to everyone's surprise, Bellamy winded up winning. They played in a game called 'House of the Dead' where it was like a shooting game and Bellamy of course, won at that too. Every other game that they played though, was not won by Bellamy but by Raven. They had then celebrated by eating some pizza and chatting in a booth.

They didn't notice the way Bellamy had snuck away, playing all the games to get enough tickets to buy them all something. He got Octavia a stuff animal dog, Jasper a fart cushion, Raven a foam middle finger, Monty a fake throw up toy and Clarke a tiara.

They had all used their accessories; Octavia put her stuff animal dog in her purse and showcased it like it was a real one, Jasper kept using his fart cushion anytime someone sat down, Raven swung around her foam middle finger, Monty pretended to hold his stomach in front of strangers and would drop the throw up toy making the stranger scream in horror. Clarke had worn hers too but she had gathered up the tickets that they had won at the beginning to buy Bellamy a crown which he laughed at and wore with a grin.

It was Raven's turn next and they had went to some mechanic store that Octavia found so boring she fell asleep on her brother's back. She had soon woken up once Jasper and Monty pretended to use the fake toilets that they had on display in front of strangers to gross them out. They then tried to sculpt a bomb and had gotten their photos taken to never return again, although the manager had recognized Jasper and Monty and said they were already banned. Jasper pushed on his fart cushion to distract him - which surprisingly it did - and they all ran out.

Bellamy was suppose to go next but he shook his head and said he wanted them to have fun. "It's your money Bell, minus well use it on something you like." Clarke had told him but he had rolled his eyes and said it was boring. After a lot of persisting from the gang and Clarke giving him a pout he sighed and they went to a museum.

He told Octavia how he use to take her here and tell her stories and how her eyes would light up.

"Boring stories." Jasper muttered and Bellamy looked over and raised an eyebrow. Monty snorted at the way Jasper shrunk but Bellamy then started talking about some Roman stories about Ceaser, Brutus and his sons, Caius Marcius and his mother and other tales.

Clarke had laughed when she had seen their glimmering faces, asking for him to tell them more. Bellamy soon said for them to all go and visit the exhibitions they liked and to roam around and have fun and try not to break anything. Clarke smiled when they all had left, grabbing his hand and intertwining their fingers. He leaned into her ear, pressing his lips on the shell of her ear and she hummed at the touch. "Wanna go behind the bronze head of a griffin and do it?"

She laughed, "Only if you tell me just why the hell they'd make that."

They do it beside the Terracotta krater and behind the bronze head of a griffin. He explains it while he undresses her and sinks into her, she's laughing when they do and he keeps having to hush her because 'you're laughing too much' or 'you're moaning too much' which makes her laugh more.

Cast-bronze griffins' heads were apparently decorated on cauldrons rims; they projected outward from the shoulder of the vessel on long necks made of hammered or cast bronze. Some of the dedicated cauldrons were colossal. The Greek historian Herodotus describes one made for King Kroisos of Lydia that could hold 2,700 gallons and another dedicated on the island of Samos that was supported by huge kneeling figures. Most have been found at the sanctuary of Zeus at Olympia or at that of Hera on Samos.

She always tends to forget how nerdy he can be and it makes her laugh a little more. A little boy is the one to catch them and Bellamy grabs their clothes and splits before he can call his mom. Their laughing hard when they reach outside the museum and they call the gang because they aren't gonna go back there and get caught.

It's Clarke's turn and she says she wants to go to the art museum to show them her wall that they gave her for the art gallery. She's fidgety when she leads them to her painting. Bellamy comes to a halt when he sees the wall and she has to suck in her gut to see what they all say.

She explains how not all of her paintings are up yet but these are the ones she likes the most and wanted to put on display. Jasper and Monty run over to the painting of them, gawking at it with wide eyes. Raven laughs and kneels down to hers and Octavia is saying how much she wants to keep the one of her and Bellamy as a cat and a lion.

Bellamy stares at all of them; the ones that are just scenery, the ones that are of friends, the ones of Octavia, the ones of himself and he smiles at her. "I always told you how you'd be a great artist."

She nodded, grabbing his hand and nodding for the rest of them to follow. "I showed the manager all of them but the one he loved most was this one, he actually put me next to a real artist. I have a wall just for this one painting." So they follow and Bellamy laughs right when he sees it.

It's him with his arms crossed and a mischievous smile on his face, the crown that he was still wearing on his head from the arcade looked similar to the one in the painting. It was right in the middle of the wall and underneath it on a little podium was the name of the painting, "The Rebel King."

"You're the one that gave me this idea...thank you so much Bell." Clarke says, kissing his cheek.

They all examine it, Raven said how she wanted her own close up one like this. Jasper and Monty saying that if she ever got into pottery that they should make them into action figures and Octavia had been pointing at the painting, saying, "That's my brother!" as strangers walked by.

Bellamy laughed, throwing his arm around Clarke and pressed his lips into her hairline. "I love you." He says, nuzzling his face into hers and she whispers it back into his ear.

It'd become harder trying to mask their affection with one another. They never really could hide it in the first place but now that they could really do something about it was torturous. Bellamy just loved teasing her too, like when they were eating with Monty and Miller out to Floreno's, he had started rubbing up and down her thigh.

She stopped mid sentence when his hand reached more upper, clearing her throat and continued her talking until he leaned in her ear and whispered bathroom in five minutes and they both excused themselves.

Hiding their hickeys was the hardest, for Clarke more than Bellamy. Clarke would always have to tell Octavia and Raven every date she went with and how were they and what was their name, etc. Meanwhile the guys wouldn't be surprised being that Bellamy always - or well, use to - always have a girl under his arm.

Which was actually another problem, Octavia had asked what happened to Mel and Bellamy just explained they broke up. Then she'd ask why he didn't have as many girls over as he use to and he'd shrug and sip at his coffee. "You have to have someone over there, I mean you have a huge freakin' hickey on your neck." Octavia had said.

"I was pretty drunk, I cant remember it clearly."

"Well no one came over your house so unless your hiding them, speak up."

It had ended terribly with Bellamy screaming, "Must you know about my sex life?" and the whole Central Perk had gotten quiet making them all laugh.

One of the infuriating things too was that Octavia and Raven kept trying to set Clarke up with guys and to not seem suspicious Clarke would have to play along. He flared out his nostrils when he saw the guy grabs Clarke chin and coax it up to his face. Clarke laughed, turning her cheek to him so he'd kiss that instead of her lips and Bellamy cracked his neck.

She gave a weary smile to him as she sat down beside him, Octavia leaning over to Clarke. "Hot right? I picked this one really good. He wants to just play around now, date a little here and there and see how he likes the feel of it. Then he'll get serious and he isn't afraid of commitment."

"He's," Clarke looked over to Bellamy who was staring out into the abyss; jaw clenched, nostrils flaring. "okay I guess."

"Okay?! Clarke he's hot. Totally hot. He's the whole package." Raven encouraged.

Bellamy sniffed, like he was trying to get the look off his face and turned to her with a crude smile. "You seemed to enjoy your little chat with him."

"I didn't." She insisted, meeting his eyes so he would understand her.

"Why?" Raven asked.

"He didn't have the personality I wanted him to have..."

Octavia raised a skeptical eyebrow, "Personality?"

"He wasn't funny, I like funny people."

"You do realize you dated Wells, the most unfunny person you'll ever meet." Raven scoffed.

"Well, I was going out with this one guy once and he was really funny." Clarke tries to explain, she can feel Bellamy smiling at her and it makes her feel stupid and happy all at once. "I just want to focus on my painting, and you guys, and other things."

"Clarke," Octavia sighs. "We need you to be happy."

"Trust me, I'm really happy." Clarke smiles when Bellamy rests his nose in her curls of hair.

Octavia squints at her, looking her up and down like she's trying to decipher a code. But looks away over to Raven where they share a concerned, confused glance. Bellamy and Clarke both know their going to have to be more sneaky nowadays if those two are starting to get concerned.

It was hard to catch a break for both of them. Clarke had work and right after instead of meeting Bellamy like they usually did in Central Perk, Raven would drag her out and ask for some help on the wedding or Octavia would talk to Clarke about moving the next level with Lincoln because she feels like she's never gotten this close to someone.

Bellamy was just as packed; Jasper was asking him to give him some of his 'lines' for Maya, asked how he should tell her about the whole love things, what to do, where to take her meanwhile he got a bunch of calls from Miller asking where Monty is and apparently they had gotten into a fight. Miller was apparently being too clingy and when Monty was hanging out with one of his co-workers in the office, Miller had nearly beat the guy to death so now Monty was going him the silent treatment. So Miller was crying about it in one ear, Monty in the other and Jasper was spitting on his face for help.

The only time nowadays where Bellamy and Clarke ever had time to see each other was with the gang where they couldn't do anything or over the phone on the shifts which in some cases they would actually have some phone sex. Being that they really desperately ached for each other but being in charge of the group and their crazy problems was a bit hard to just get a way from them. They couldn't abandon them, they were sort of their parents and you cant just leave your kids to go deal with their problems while you have amazing sex.

"How about I come over to your apartment later? It's Friday so I don't have any work." Clarke had suggested over the phone, twirling her left over spaghetti on her fork as she sat on the bench outside the hospital building.

"I thought you said that was too risky. That we would get caught if we did it in each others apartments." Bellamy smirked, recoiling back into his seat of the police car. "Someone that desperate for my touch?"

She rolled her eyes, knowing he had felt it because she can now just feel his shit-eating grin. "If I took off my bra right now you'd get a boner. And don't even try to deny it."

He nodded, looking outside to see Miller grabbing the coffee he had suggested him to get for him (he asked so Clarke and him could at least be alone on the damn phone). "When Octavia sleeps, come by okay?"

"Close your blinds." She reminded.

"I know, shit, shit - alright, I gotta go Miller is coming back and is already starting to cry thinking about Monty. Speaking of that can you talk to Monty for me? Miller is absolute shit without him."

"No way, Monty is an angel and if somebody should be doing any apology it's Miller."

"Hey, Miller was just jealous. He loves him and he was just being over protective but that was just because he cares."

"Well, I'm on Monty's side. So you better convince Miller to apology to him and Monty's friend."

He sighs, scrubbing a hand over his face because he knows he'll do it and mutters an I love you which she says back before he hangs up and gives another sigh. Miller comes in, handing him his coffee and rests his head on the cool window of the car. "Monty hates me." Miller says, sighing against the window which causes it to get foggy.

"Okay if you keep saying that, I'm going to hate you." Bellamy says which causes Miller to give him another sigh. "If you hate Monty hating you so much do something about it. Say sorry."

"How can you be on his side about this? I didn't do anything wrong!" Miller exasperates, throwing his hands in the air and Bellamy curses when Miller gets a stain on the seat.

"Nathan," Bellamy growls, "you almost beat a guy to death because you saw him talking to someone. He's allowed to have friends too, y'know? I know what you mean about being protective, trust me I've did some shit stuff before and it cost me. But think about it in Monty's point of view, he sees you all the time hanging around with other people, Murphy, me, Connor, Joe, etc. and we're basically all douche bags but Mont doesn't say anything and the first time he's talking to one of his friends - you beat him to death. Your lucky he didn't press charges or didn't say anything, you could have lost your badge."

It's not really a motivational speech but it's a speech and it makes Miller sink in his chair. "I know." He squeaks out.

"So are you just gonna sit here and cry about it all day or do something about it?" Bellamy grins.

"You're right," Miller says, slamming his coffee cup in the holder in determination.

"Wow, wow, wow," Bellamy grabs his arm before he can get out of the car, "maybe when our shift is over?"

"Oh." Miller laughs. "Right."

When Monty calls Clarke updating her that he's fine, Miller and him are okay now and he apologized Clarke laughs.

"I don't know what Bellamy said but it did the trick." He explains over the phone and Clarke smiles. "He's taking me out to a movie and dinner as an apology."

"I knew everything would work out." Clarke smiles.

"I know, you're right. I guess I was just worried; Nate isn't exactly the type to just say sorry. He holds grudges."

"Must mean he really loves you." Clarke teases and he snorts from the other line.

"Shut up." He mutters which causes Clarke to laugh.

"Love you, go have fun." Clarke tells him and they exchange good byes and hang up.

Octavia grins, on the couch beside her with her head in Clarke's lap and staring at the TV. "Miller and Mont make up?"

"Yeah, everything is fine. Bell knocked some sense into Miller."

"Better have, Monty was so upset that day - Miller deserved a talking to." Octavia says, and Clarke nods.

Clarke looks over to the window, Bellamy is still sitting down messing with some paper work and he gives her a look which she clearly reads: What the hell is taking so long? She smiles, rolling her eyes a little and looking down to Octavia who is laying in her lap. She can see Bellamy sigh.

"Alright, I'm gonna go to bed." Clarke says, pretending to yawn and Octavia gets off of her, giving her a confused look but Clarke ignores it and goes into her room, saying an I love you and good night.

She waits for the TV to go off, hoping she'll leave the living room soon but when the TV is on for another hour Clarke nearly groans. She creaks open her door just a little, seeing Octavia passed out on the couch and tip toes over to the door before making a dash in the hall and running over to Bellamy's apartment.

When she knocks and he opens the door they both take each other in; their chest rising heavily, grinning madly and aching for their touch. "I love you." Bellamy says and she jumps on him, threading her fingers into his curly locks, pushing her whole body forward and he pushes himself forward just the same.

He cradles her head with one hand, her lower back with the other and pulls her deeply into him. She groans, running her hands up and down his chest and she can smell his soap come from off his body and into her nostrils. She smiles when he grabs her cheek, rubbing his calloused thumb over it and it's surprising just how soft he is with her. How his rough hands that have taken down and locked up millions become so soft when he caresses her cheek, swiping his thumb over it.

Her father once said, "Clarke, honey, be careful who you give your heart out too. Give it to millions but give it to no one. Show you care about everyone, but give your love to the ones who show you their demons yet treat you like a queen."

He may treat her more like a princess in some areas but when she pushes him down onto the couch and he lets her take control, she can't shake the feeling that she does feel like a queen.

A/N: How may errors were in it? God, I feel so bad. I just want you guys to know anytime I have the time I'm working on another story or chapter. I'll just try posting them. Editing isn't my strong suit. I'm very sorry. Tell me your opinions and how your feeling. Are you 'spoopy' yet? And yes, I did just use spoopy. I've been on tumblr too much, sorry. I'm sorry about my message box as well and if any of you sent me something, I'm trying to go through it. But I assure you even if you have messaged me something that doesn't even need to be replied to, I will message you back. But it is 50 messages so please forgive me for how long it takes. Have a good day!