Author's Note: So I was going to wait an extra day to write the next chapter but episode 1x08 worked so freaking well for parts of my story that I couldn't resist. That and I decided if I hit 100 followers tonight that I would go ahead and post it (obviously I did so thanks everyone!).

Anyways, I did have to edit/cut some of the conversations from the show so that I could work it into the chapter. Please don't hate me for it! Most of this was already in the episode but I expanded upon it and added a few extra bits. Hopefully the last part makes it worth it! Next chapter will be mostly original work instead of using the episode but I needed to merge the TV show and my story...at least for the time being!

As always, please please please leave reviews! Even guests can leave a review! Because how else will I know if I'm hitting the mark or not? :)

(CLARKE)

She had seriously fucked up.

They were finally getting somewhere and she had to ruin it with her big mouth. She wished she could go back and change it but it was too late for that. She had to fix this. Even if she messeds thing up for the two of them, her heart hurt at that thought, they still had to work together.

Clarke ran up to him. "Bellamy, wait"

He ignored her and kept walking; he wouldn't even look at her.

"Please, Bellamy. I'm sorry. That came out wrong."

"It's fine Princess. You made your point." He sounded so cold and distant. She had done this to him and it was breaking her heart.

All the while, Bellamy just kept on walking.

A few hours later, they finally arrived at the FEMA base and Clarke decided that she needed to try a different approach. One that practically guaranteed a reaction from him.

"You know, the first drop ship is going to come down soon. Pretty sure you can't avoid Jaha forever."

"I can try."

"Maybe he'll be leinant" she gave him an imploring look. She wanted to give him hope again. He just seemed so angry and lost whenever the subject of what happened with Jaha came up.

"Look, I shot the man Clarke. He's not going to just forgive and forget." He scowled at her, obviously upset that she would't let this go. "Let's just split up. Cover more ground. Stay within shouting distance"

He walked off.

(BELLAMY)

It took awhile but they finally managed to locate the door to the bunker. Once inside, they quickly realized that it was mostly a fool's errand. The place was decimated and most of the supplies were either gone or destroyed by time.

That is until he found the guns.

"Oh my god. This changes everything."

"What is it?"

It was enough of a turn of good luck that Bellamy couldn't help but grin when he showed Clarke. They would be safe. She would be safe.

"Ready to be a badass Clarke?"

She rolled her eyes but agreed to let him teach her.

They spent the next several minutes going over how to handle the gun, including loading and firing. He went over it several times so that he was sure she understood. If something were to ever happen and Clarke feared for her life, then at least she could defend herself.

There was a moment when he was first showing her how to hold the gun that he had to touch Clarke to position her correctly. He stepped close behind her and his hand trembled ever so slightly on her back as he moved her shoulder.

Touching her again felt wonderful but Clarke didn't want to be touched by him. She wanted the Spacewalker. She had told him that.

He shook his head in confusion and stepped back.

"I need some air."

(CLARKE)

Clarke already missed the feel of his hand on her. It almost felt like before, back in the woods. Before she messed up. But then he stood back and left her.

She spent the next several minutes packing up supplies that they could carry back in camp.

While searching, she came across an unused notepad and she grabbed it. She made a quick list of the supplies that were still salvagable using one of the pencils that Finn had found for her in the bunker.

Pausing when she had pulled the pencil out, she felt a brief pang in her chest. She was sad that she had lost him to Raven but she mostly because she felt that she had lost a friend too.

It had only been a few minutes when she heard a shuffle from outside. Concerned about Bellamy, she stepped outsid a got the shock of her life.

Bellamy was on the ground and One of the Hundred had his gun on him, looking ready to shot.

She quickly got behind the boy and aimed her sights on him.

"Put it down Dex."

She trained her gun on him like Bellamy had taught her. She would kill to protect him but she didn't want to shoot Dex either.

"You should've stayed down there Clarke. I tried not to kill you. Walk away now and I won't have to."

She would never consider leaving Bellamy to die, even to save her own life. "Put. It. Down"

"Your choice."

Clarke could tell he was going to shoot her so she took the shot but the gun misfired. She leapt for the tree and only just managed to take cover behind it before Dex shot at her.

She knew this wasn't going to end well.

(BELLAMY)

Only seconds ago, he was willing to die. For the crime he had commited; for the lives lost due to his selfish actions. But the moment Dex turned the gun on Clarke, he knew he had to live. To protect Clarke.

He may deserve to die but Clarke didn't. She was the innocent.

"No!" he screamed as he tackled Dex. The force of his body pushed the other boy down and they grappled with one another on the ground, each throwing punches at whatever body part they could reach.

Dax managed to get the uphand on him and punched him in the face with the butt of the gun. He then started to choke Bellamy, using the gun as leverage against his windpipe.

Bellamy felt himself losing consiousness but struggled against it. He needed to save Clarke and he couldn't do that if he was knocked out or dead. He felt dizzy from lack of oxygen and the lack of air but still he fought.

"Get the hell off him" he vaguely heard her shot before he saw Clarke come out from behind the tree and attack Dax.

Dax turned and kicked her in the ribs and she flew back, almost hitting a tree.

Bellamy knew that if he didn't act soon, they would both perish. He felt for the bullet on the grab and stabbed his attacker in the throat.

He crawled over to Clarke to make sure she was okay. She was leaning against the tree, breathing hard but she was okay.

(CLARKE)

Clarke watched as Bellamy came and sat beside her at the foot of the tree. They were alive and for that she was thankful.

However, she saw the lost boy look in his eyes and she was scared for what it meant.

"You're okay." she told him. trying to comfort him.

"No, I'm not." he shook his head, staring hard at the ground.

"My mother, if she knew what I'd done. Who I am...She raised me to be better. To be good."

"Bellamy..."

"And all I do is hurt people. I'm a monster." he continued on as if he hadn't heard her. She could hear him sniffling back the tears as he spoke.

"Hey. You saved my life today. And you may be a total ass half the time," At that, Bellamy finally looked up at her and she pleaded with him, "but...I need you. We all need you."

His eyes widened slightly at her claim of needing him. Clarke felt like they were finally getting all the cards out on the table between them. No more misunderstandings.

Feeling confident, she gently laid both a hand on his cheek. She tilted her head and while holding his eyes to hers, lowered her lips to his. She closed her eyes at the first touch of his lips on hers.

Bellamy didn't respond at first and she started to pull away, fearful that she had made a mistake. That she had somehow misread the situation. Suddenly, Bellamy wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her closer. His arm was locked around her and she couldn't get away even if she wanted to.

Which she didn't.

(BELLAMY)

He was in shock. Not only was Clarke defending him but she told him that she needed him. Him and not Spacewalker.

When she started to pull away, he realized that he hadn't moved. He grabbed her and held her close to him. Not wanting to lose this moment. He felt her gasp at the sudden movement and took advantage of her open mouth, sliding his tongue in.

He used his arm to gently pull her into his lap and continued to tease her tongue with his. Finally after a minute, Clarke pulled away her mouth from his.

Bellamy was pleased to note that she was breathing heavy and her eyes where filed with lust. He tried to follow her mouth with another kiss but she held her hand up between them, stopping him.

She gave him a determind look and he knew that their previous conversation wasn't over just yet, "Bellamy, none of us would have survived this place if it wasn't for you."

He started to glance away again so she grabbed his chin gently and turned him back towards her. If she hadn't been sitting on lap, he would've gotten up and walked away to avoid continuing this discussion.

"You want forgiveness? Fine, I'll give it to you. You're forgiven, okay? But you can't run from this Bellamy. You have to face Jaha."

"Like you faced your mom?" he pushed back at her.

This time she was the one to look away briefly and he immediately felt awful about lashing out at her, knowing what he did about her situation.

"You're right. I don't want to face my mom. I don't want to face any of it. All I think about every day is how we're going to keep everyone alive. But we don't have a choice."

"Jaha will kill me when he comes down" he looked at her pleadingly.

"We'll figure something out."

He gave small chuckle at her stubborn look on her face and leaned his head against the tree, "Can we figure it out later?"

"Whenever you're ready."

So...I threw in a kiss there. Figured you readers had been more than patient with me. Don't expect it every chapter though otherwise you'll get bored with me! LOL. Let me know what you think!