**Clarke**
"And that means that WE are grounders!" Bellamy shouts, cheers spread among the camp.

Bellamy is right but so wrong as well. "Bellamy's right we are grounders, but that still means that if we want to live, we need to leave. Now. So pack as many things as you can carry. Hurry! Come on" I state. Everyone nods and murmurs spread through camp. "Come on let's go!" I add. So everyone moves and start's packing. I walk away before I feel someone tugging on my arm.

"We shouldn't run." His eyes full of hurt.

"The decision's been made." I tell him.

"Crowds make bad decisions, just ask Murphy." Bellamy exclaims. He places his hand on my face. "Leaders do what they think is right."

I break the connection. "I am." I try to smile before leaving him hanging. I walk to the drop ship to start packing. To be honest all of this is frightening. I'm so scared about everything. All I know is that people are going to die. Maybe Octavia, maybe Finn, maybe Raven. Maybe Bellamy. Maybe even me. I erase that thought from my mind and pack as much as I can. For a minuet I just stop and I look around the drop ship. Remembering all the crap times we had here. Finn nearly dying, us torturing a grounder. That thought sends a shiver down my spine. I take a few breaths and just try to relax. But seriously, how can I relax? We're going through an effing war! I stop the tears from coming when someone walks in.

"You nearly ready princess?" Bellamy asks.

I stand up and put my backpack on and am about to exit. "I'm ready now." I state.

"Clarke." He turns to face me. "I don't know what's going to happen once we leave this drop ship. But it might be the last time we ever have a private moment together. And I just wanted to tell you something." He takes me hands in his. "I love you Clarke Griffin."

The words make me blush and smile. I'm speechless because I know this is hard for Bellamy. It's hard for him to love someone, that's why he has so many one nighters. Because it's hard for him to express his feelings. It may be hard for him to say it but once he does, Bellamy means it. Tears start appearing from my eyes. "I love you Bellamy Blake." I smile and we both lean in for a kiss. So passionate and wonderful. I try to stop my eyes closing because I want to see Bellamy. Injure everything about him. His looks. His personality. His touch. His taste. I don't dare to leave his lips, as I know that once I do it's over. Everything is over. He tries to breath but I stop him. "Please, don't stop." I try not to cry. He breaks away and looks me in the eye.

"I'll never stop loving you." He hugs me, his warmth spreading to me. "What ever happens, I'll make my way to you. I promise."

I kiss once again before I step outside to feel the wind hitting me like a bus. This is it. This is war.

***
Bellamy, Octavia, Lincoln, Miller, Finn, me and the rest of the camp are walking north away from the grounder army. Guns in hand, our whole bodies alert. We take slow and steady steps making sure not to be too noisy.

"Where are they?" Octavia whispers to me.

"Probably near." I exclaim. She shivers. "Octavia, don't worry."

"How can I not?" She jokes, half whimpering inside.

"Just try." I pat her back and continue.

Bellamy turns around. "Okay, cross roads. Half up half down?" He asks us all.

"We should stick together, the more of us the more intimidated the grounders will be." Lincoln explains.

"Agreed?" Bellamy looks around as if this is a council debate.

Everyone just nods and we continue north- towards the sea. I catch up with Bellamy.

"Bellamy, do you think the sea's safe?" I ask, looking left and right.

"I hope so." He looks at me and I look at him. I try to smile but it's fragile and weak. He tries to return it as well.

Miller runs ahead of us and shouts. "The sea it's here!" He jumps up and down screaming and shouting. We tell him to be quiet but he doesn't see us.

"I'm going to kill him." Bellamy states, standing up and making his way towards Miller.

"Bellamy duck!" I scream at him and without a second of doubt he does. Then this huge spear lands in the center of Miller's chest. We all hold our breath. Before we realize that we should be running. So we all sprint to the sea as quickly as we can. But then we are trapped, grounders all around us. I try to plead for mercy.

"Please." I say.

"This is war!" This grounder says, suddenly they all start it. Chanting 'this is war' over and over again. Bellamy shouts and sprints in between two grounders with his gun and he shoots. He gets one in the stomach but the other has him.

"Bellamy run!" I scream.

But he can't, the grounder is punching him, then he draws out the sword. I gasp, I scream and cry but I know it's useless. I get my gun and try to shoot the grounder. Once I do, he finds my gaze. Bellamy drops like a rag doll, the grounder making his way to me.

"Clarke!" Finn screams.

Sadly, I'm hit. The contact with the grounder's fist to my face hurts like hell. Trying to get my gun straight, more of our people fall to the ground. The grounder has his sword out, I scream and scream. Crying my eyes out. I close my eyes and try to picture Bellamy. Bellamy with me on the drop ship when he tells me he loves me for the first time. Bellamy and me in the woods, sleeping together for the first time. The second in the tent. So perfect so amazing. I remember Bellamy's promise 'What ever happens I'll make my way to you I promise'. I say that over and over in my head. I try to imagine his lips on mine. My eyes are squeezed shut, I'm waiting for the contact of the sword but nothing happens. I open my eyes, to be emerged in red smoke, everyone is. I scream Bellamy's name but no answer. The smoke makes me sleepy. I cough every time I breath through my mouth. I fall to the ground, red smoke filling my eyes but I do see a green light moving towards me. Then nothing.

***
"We did it Clarke, we won the war." Bellamy smiles. He's all dressed in white. So am I. Looking around I realize that we aren't by the sea anymore. In fact we are in a meadow. A beautiful big meadow. "I promised you that what ever happens I'll find my way back to you and I have." He embraces me, before pressing his lips to mine. I'm so happy to actually taste him again. Feel his soothing touch. Everything.

"This is perfect." I whisper between kisses.

"Of course it's perfect, it's our world." He replies, kissing me even more.

I remember his words. 'Our world'. What does he mean by that? Our world. I close my eyes again and meet with his lips. Forgetting everything but him. My love. My Bellamy.

***
I wake up.

"Bellamy!"