CHAPTER 2 THE BUNKER

When the door slowly opened, he felt the warm, bright sun and then the wind, blowing in his face, through his hair, softly caressing his beard. It was such an amazing and lovely feeling to be back, on the ground. Forced to close his eyes, he inhaled the fresh, sweet air for the first time again.

There was only one thing he could think of right now: Bellamy was about to reunite, finally he could embrace his soulmate again. His heart was racing as he blinked his eyes, who were adjusting to this bright light. He couldn't wait and did it fast, to see everything clear. Then he scanned the surroundings, where was she?

His heart skipped a beat, when he saw her standing there in the distance. A fully grown woman now, just a little older, her hair shorter, but she was still just as pretty. Oh yes, it was really her. Bellamy swallowed, but that knot in his stomach didn't disappear...

They both froze and stared at each other...

"Clarke..." He softly said her name, before he started walking, fighting the tears.

But when he finally had her in his arms, he couldn't stop the tears anymore.

"Princess. My princess." He whispered and took a deep breath through his nose, as he carefully held on to a handful of hair on the back of her head. His other hand tightly pressing her against him, gently caressing her back with his fingertips.

Bellamy felt her hands move around his back, she tightly wrapped her arms around him, her fingers squeezing the fabric of his jacket. He'd missed her so much, he wanted this so much...

He whispered "I thought you were dead."

"WAKE UP! Wake up!" Suddenly someone yelled at him, Bellamy jumped up from his amazing dream. His heart felt so heavy now and he started rubbing his eyes, forgetting that someone else was there.

Murphy got annoyed "Damn. Are you deaf or something?! I said wake up!" Bellamy looked up. "Bell, what the hell is wrong with you!"

He sighed "I was sleeping you moron."

Murphy was in a hurry and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong?" Bellamy asked.

Murphy shook his head. "You need to come with me, we need you. Now. Raven discovered something...We are not alone in space."

Bellamy sarcastically laughed. "What. There's another ark?"

His friend was already leaving, saying "Believe me, it's worse than that."

… …. …

In the bunker, most people were still alive. But things went pretty rough down there. Skairipa - Octavia was still in charge, with the help of her right-hand; Indra. Without Indra, she would've never made it for six years.

The past few months tension rose to a whole new level, the clans started to compete again, "Wonkru" was still hard to accept for some. The 1200 were all so very different, people changed in those years, but time didn't change where they came from, their roots.

From all the clans, Skaikru had suffered the most, a lot of them were prisoners now, most of them called workers, but they were treated like slaves. Yes, Jaha was right in the beginning; the Grounders needed Skaikru to lead the bunker, to teach them how to survive, about all the different processes like producing drinkable water and making food. Most Grounders still didn't trust them, peace was an act, mainly because of fear. There had always been some kind of tension in The Bunker. And that's how the Bunker had become more of a huge prison, at least for the Sky People.

Octiavia was the commander, the Queen, the leader...She had changed so much. Her heart was still dark and she was forced to make some hard choices. It wasn't just 'her people' any more, she did what she thought was best for all people, in order to survive. But in all those years she never grieved, she never found peace in her heart after Lincoln's death, which had made her cold within.

Kane asked for another conversation with her, the guards –all grounders- let him in. He knelt and bowed before Octavia.

"Get up." Octavia said, still not used to this. They were in the commanders-room. "What do you want?"

"Please. I beg you one last time, on behalf of my people; not to kill him."

Indra also changed. She had been close to Kane on the ground and the first year in the Bunker, like friends, but there was nothing left of it. "He still thinks he's the chancellor." she hissed.

Octavia stood up and walked a few steps towards Kane. She drew her sword and pointed it to his chest.

"You still don't get it, Marcus Kane. Now listen to me very carefully; if I hear the words 'my people' one more time, then you will end up just like him." Her eyes were spitting fire, she now pointed the sword at the corner of the room. Every one looked in that direction; there he was. This man who once was a great man; chancellor Jaha, chained to the wall. He was severely beaten up, tortured.

Octavia sat down again and said. "Jus drein jus daun. You know the rules here. And we should have done this sooner."

Indra nodded and repeated "Jus drein jus daun". Blood must have blood, was a rule in the bunker. But the sky people didn't agree with this one. All kinds of stories about Jaha were going through the bunker ever since Praimfaya, he wasn't very popular. And the people had not forgotten ALIE. Thelonius Jaha now was sentenced to death, not only for the things he had done on the Ark and on the ground, but also for Octavia's sake: To show Wancru that she still had all the power. Indra insisted over and over again, that it had to be done.

Like Spacecru, Wonkru also wasn't prepared to live there for another year, people got scared or frustrated. And it made them fight more. Octavia decided that it was time to give the people what they wanted, to hopefully bring back some peace and quiet. Like Bellamy did with Murphy when they thought he'd killed Wells.

Kane had tears in his eyes. "My apologies for choosing the wrong words. But please, Octavia. This is not who we are, remember?" He looked at his friend Thelonius again. Kane had also changed, he had become even softer. In the first year he learned to take a few steps back, to care for Abby, who he loved so much. Their love grew, but a lot had happened and it hadn't made him stronger.

"This is exactly who we are." Octavia strictly answered, without showing any emotions.

Kane shook his head and walked away, he had done everything to safe his friend, but it didn't work out. Octavia was strong-headed and could be violent. It had really affected Kane, again now. He'd tried so hard in all these years to reach her. Sometimes in their conversations, when he brought up Bellamy, she almost seem to brake, but still wouldn't give in.

Octavia's heart felt like stone. She had lost everything; her brother, her friends. And before that, the love of her life; Lincoln. It just broke her heart and it all made her who she was now. And strangely enough, being in charge of the bunker helped her to deal with her losses somehow.

When she saw Kane leave , she suddenly thought of her brother and swallowed. "There's one thing I can do; I could give you some time to say goodbye to your friend...If you want."

Indra looked so angry. "you must be kidding me. Others will see that as weakness." she said to her.

"We're still Wonkru." She answered.

Kane deeply sighed and wiped away some tears, then he turned at the door and blinked his eyes as in 'thank you'.

I hope you're enjoyed it, will you let me know what you think in a review?...Next chapter will be -finally- about Clarke and (hopefully) the reunion with her friends ;)