Happy "Becca gets her sh*t together and actually updates" Day! Hope you're all enjoying this holiday as much as I am! I'm so sorry about not posting I know a lot of you guys really wanted an update yesterday and the day before that but now im doing it at 1AM? But yes, expect to have better timed updates from now on~

italics= Elena from tvd all serious saying "previously on TSHaT's"

also italics = flashbacks (like every other naruto episode)

Clarke wanted to lay in his bed forever. It was so soft and warm. But the warmth slowly disappeared with the loss of him. She finally forced herself to get out of bed. She quickly got dressed and left his tent. She started to walk to the med tent, wondering if she was suppose to go back that night or not.
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Bellamy never worked a harder day in his life. He had worked every station and had to go on a mandatory hunting trip. Normally, a day like this would be amazing to him. But today, all he could think about was that damn, beautiful, aggravating, princess, that was his fiance. And in less than two days, will be his wife. Throughout the day he wondered about their future. If she would fall in love with him, if he would with her, what their kidswould look like, how happy they could be. She was going to be the ruin of him. Miller had to snap him out of his day dreaming at least 10 times.

After catching 6 wild boar, they started to head back to camp. Bellamy felt his heart beating faster and his body start to heat up a bit as they made their way through the woods toward the camp. It wasn't because of the two large boar he was dragging behind him. He felt a sort of excitement to see Clarke. He tried to push back the excitement because he knew she didn't feel the same. But some how he couldn't.

Bellamy picked up his pace as the wall came into view. When he finally reached the gate, he dropped the boars in shock. People were moving tents, fires, and everything else away from the middle of camp. He looked around, nobody at stations, nobody fixing the wall. People walked into the camp behind him carrying in small tree branches, vines, and flowers of all colors. He looked around the camp and in the middle of all the madness, Octavia.

"Alright Monty and Jasper! I need those logs to go over here by the alter!" Octavia ordered. If Bellamy wasn't as pissed as he was of her changing things, he would have actually admired people listening to his sister. But she was changing things without even asking him? That wasn't possible not even for her.

"What the hell Octavia?!" Bellamy yelled as he stormed toward her.

Octavia looked up from the journal she was holding. "Bellamy! Thank the heavens your here!" She said before he could even say a word to her. "One of the grounders are here with Lincoln and they need to fit you for fancy clothing for the big day! They're in your tent and hurry they've been here a while so go, go, go!" She said shooing him off. He realized Octavia was in charge of the wedding. HIS wedding.

He sighed and started to walk to his tent. As he stomped away he stuck his hand in his pocket and started to move around the silver hoop between his fingers. He thought of his mother he day she was floated.

"Mom... I can't let you go. There has to be some other way. I can't loose you mom you're all I have now. Octavia is gone and I'm going to be all alone. I can't loose you." Bellamy said with tears in his eyes. His mother sat on the bed of her cell looking at his dark brown eyes, giving him a sad smile.

"Bellamy it's alright. You're going to be alright. Just know that I will always love you, and I always have. If you ever see Octavia again, tell her I'm sorry she has the life she does and that I always wanted her to have a normal life." The tears started falling down her face but she still looked at him. She then took of the necklace she always wore, a cheap silver chain with a silver ring and an ice blue crystal. It was more valuable than everything they owned combined. "This ring belonged to my great grandmother. And it has been passed down from generation to generation. My father gave this to my mother when they were married, and they lived happy and joyful lives because they loved each other. I thought I would give it to your father but, I never loved him. I want to give this to somebody I do truly love. That's you Bellamy."

"Mom, I can't take this it too-" Bellamy interjected but she quieted him by making a "shhh" sound and stroking his hair.

"When you get married, give it to your wife. Because wherever this ring goes, love will follow." She said and handed him the ring. And with that, the guards came in to take her. She gave him one last hug and whispered "I love you Bellamy. You and your sister. Never forget that."

"I love you too mom. I will never forget you. Ever."

"I promise." Bellamy whispered out loud and squeezed the ring before releasing it back into his pocket. He wiped away any tears that may have fallen and walked inside his tent.

After the fitting, Bellamy walked outside his tent and noticed the sun had already set, and dinner was being served. He walked over to one of the fires and grabbed a skewer of meat. He looked around of where to sit but before he could choose a place, he heard somebody call his name. Not just anybody. The girl he had been thinking about all day. His princess, Clarke.

He walked over and sat next to Clarke giving her a warm smile. They made a simple light conversation and ate their food. Soon, they fell into a peaceful silence and watched over the entire camp. Just before Clarke stood up to leave, he took her hand with his."Bellamy.. What are you doing?" She asked with a confused tone.

"Clarke," He started out trying figure out what he was going to say, "We are going to be married in two days. And I know we don't even know that much about each other and this marriage is forced for the good of the 100, but I hope it someday can be more than that. Because honestly, I'm falling for you." He then pulled out the ring explaining what it meant to him and about his mother's last words to him, "And I know you don't love me, and I don't love you yet. But can we at least try? I know our marriage is business and you've said yes, but right now I'm asking you if you will marry me for me and not just because the grounders want us to. Will you marry me, Clarke Griffin."

He finally looked up to see her face. He was expecting rejection and horror in her face. But here she was, looking at the ring with tears in her eyes. After a moment of silence and looked up into his eyes and squeaked "Oh Bellamy, yes. Yes I will." And slid on the ring, a perfect fit. Right when the ring was on her finger, his arms were around her hugging and twirling her around. They spent the rest of the night laughing and playing games together and for once, being carefree.

As people started to walk to their tents, Clarke did the same. But before she could walk to her tent, Bellamy took a hold of her arm. "Whoa princess, where are you going? Our tent is over this way."

"Our tent?" She asked

"Well you are going to be my wife, so we still need to practice sleeping next to one another. And tonight's lesson, stop stealing all of Bellamy's covers." He teased and they started heading to their tent.

Bellamy smiled as they walked together. His mother was right, love does follow if you have faith, and he knew he hadn't just fallen for this beautiful princess. He had fallen madly, deeply, and passionately in love with the girl he never expected to. And for once in a very long time, he was happy.