By the time Bellamy and Roan made it back to camp, it was already dark, so they decided to call it a night and move things over the next day. Clarke had kept some food warm for the two of them and they sat down to eat it. Raven dozed on Bellamy's bedroll with Rory sleeping beside her, so he sat next to Clarke. Roan played with a stray strand of Raven's hair. "How long has she been asleep?" he asked softly. "Not long, maybe an hour or two" she answered.
Rory stirred in her sleep beside Raven "better hurry eating da da" Clarke grinned "you're girl is about to wake up." Rory slowly opened her eyes "da da" she cried excitedly when she realized Bellamy had come home. She rolled over to her stomach and watched him. "Hi princess" he smiled at his daughter. Rory grinned, reaching for him. Stubborn as ever she held out her hands again still waiting for him to come get her. "Da da" she called again reaching for him. "Sorry princess, if you want da da, you have to come get me" he grinned at her. She sat there for a moment waiting to see if he would come to her, then to Clarke's utter astonishment Rory grunted and scooted herself to Bellamy, using her hands to propel herself across the blanket to land at Bellamy's feet. Clarke scowled at him. "Really?" she asked incredulously "I've been trying to get her to do that for weeks and all you had to do was ask?" she shook her head. Bellamy laughed and gathered Rory into his arms when she arrived at his knees "Who's daddy's girl?" he cooed at her, shooting a victorious grin at Clarke. Rory squealed with laughter when he blew kisses on her stomach, then leaned back against his chest when he sat her down in front of him.
Roan roared with laughter at Clarke's indignation. "Did you really think it would be difficult?" he asked "she has always been daddy's girl." This was true; in fact, it didn't even have to be Bellamy. She responded the same way to Roan some days. "You two just wait" she glowered at them "I'm going to teach her about girl power when she gets older" she threatened. "You could just even the odds" Bellamy suggested "I know of the perfect way to do that" he said gazing at Clarke. Roan groaned "and on that note" he rolled his eyes, squatted next to Raven and lifted her into his arms "we're going to our tent." Raven was still mostly asleep, but she did wake enough to wrap her arms around his neck. "Don't be jealous" Bellamy chuckled. Roan shook his head "Don't worry" he told Bellamy "all those times you two left Rory with us to 'practice'…" he drawled "just wait a couple of months and we'll call in the favors." This time it was Bellamy's turn to roar with laughter.
Rory, who was now seven months old and had several teeth, grabbed at Bellamy's dinner. He broke off a small piece of tenderized meat and fed it to her. She chewed it for a few minutes before reaching for another. This continued until the two of them had eaten everything on his plate. Apparently satisfied, Rory laid her head on his thigh and watched Clarke "ma ma ma" she cooed reaching for her. "She said it" Clarke exclaimed excitedly. Bellamy grinned and handed her to Clarke, who sat her in the crook of her arm. Rory grabbed at Clarke's shirt, clearly wanting to nurse. "Is that how this works" she chuckled pulling her shirt open so that Rory could get to her desired target "You know 'ma ma' when you want to eat, huh?" she grinned caressing Rory's cheek. "Who could blame her?" Bellamy drawled huskily nibbling on her neck. Rory finished on one side, then rolled her head into the crook of Clarke's arm and closed her eyes, still holding Clarke's finger in her hand. Clarke rolled her eyes "Do you think about anything else?" she asked. "Sure I do" he said picking Rory up from Clarke's arms and carrying her to her crib; "just not when I am with my beautiful wife" he said sitting back down beside her.
Clarke wrapped her arms around his neck "Do tell Mr. Blake" she sighed "what thoughts do you have when you are with you're beautiful wife?" she asked. "Well the first thing I think about is that she is the most beautiful, smartest, sexiest woman in the camp" he said dropping kisses on her neck and chin before moving his lips to the sensitive spot in her neck. Clarke dropped he head back as his lips moved softly along her shoulder blades. His Pushed her shirt off her shoulders. "Have I ever mentioned how crazy it drives me to watch you feed our baby girl?" he whispered "how much I want to do this…" he said claiming the breast that his daughter had fallen asleep at. "Bellamy" Clarke gasped clinging to him as if her life depended on it. Bellamy pulled into his arms and dragged them both down to their bedrolls, "or this" he said claiming the other one. Clarke's breaths came in uneven gasps at this point. God, I love you" he exclaimed returning to capture her lips with his before showing her exactly how much he loved her.
Afterward, she lay in his arms, enjoying the sounds of the night air and the coolness of their cave. "How were things at the ark?" she asked. "They were fine" her replied. "Octavia was enjoying living in the master suite, though from her comments I am guessing she is getting bored" he told her. When the four of them struck out on their own, Octavia lobbied the council of the Ark to be the one in charge. "and how is Harlo?" Clarke asked. "Still as scared as ever of offending Octavia's big brother" he chuckled. Clarke rolled her eyes "I bet you love that" she chortled. He shrugged "Maybe." Bellamy did in fact enjoy that the guy his sister was involved with cared enough about her to fear his reaction. "Does that mean they are still not sleeping together?" she asked. "Octavia didn't really say, but I'm guessing they are" he said "But if he gets her pregnant…" he growled. "Well pregnancy is a side effect of sex" Clarke pointed out dryly. "Is it now?" he asked staring down at her, his eyes glittering dangerously "in that case, maybe we should keep practicing" he said claiming her lips in a heated kiss. Clarke groaned and wrapped her fingers in his hair. "A little practice couldn't hurt" she agreed peppering his chest with kisses. Bellamy threaded his fingers through her hair and pulled her up to look into her eyes. He stared down at her without saying a word. Clarke gulped "Bellamy" she whispered tracing his lips with a finger. He opened his mouth and sucked her finger in. Clarke gasped as his hands ran a slow torturous path down her ribs and back up. Rolling over and pulling her beneath him, his lips followed his hands. "Bellamy" she begged, her breath coming in haggard gasps. Taking her hands in his he suspended her hands above her head and drove her to the edge again and again before finally going over with her.
"What are you grinning at?" Bellamy asked her as she lay in his arms. "You do realize that you have a double standard going on right?" she asked. "Double standard?" he asked gently caressing her arm. "Octavia can't have sex because she might get pregnant, but it's okay for the rest of us?" she cocked her head. "One" he said kissing her softly "We're married" he reminded her. "Two, Octavia is my little sister, and if he gets her pregnant, he will damn sure take care of her" he added. "And three, the same rules will apply to our daughters" he finished grinning at her. Clarke shook her head "you're incorrigible" she chuckled, not missing his plural use of the word daughter. "And yet you love me" he declared pulling her closer to her, so that her back was to his chest. "Yes, I do" she sighed contentedly "now go to sleep Mr. Blake, our daughter will be up at the crack of dawn ready to eat again, and we have a long day ahead of us."
Bellamy rolled over to see Raven sitting next on the other side of Clarke, who had Rory in the crook of her arms eagerly suckling at her breast. For a few minutes he just lay there watching them. Hi family, Raven included we're happy, even living in a cave four hours in either direction from any creature comforts. Yet here they sat, in a cave, laughing and talking like they had everything. Rory finished eating, so Clarke sat her up and re-fastened the buttons on the shirt she was wearing. "da da da da" Rory chanted and catapulted herself off her mother's lap, scooting over to where he still lay watching them. Raven gasped "when did she learn how to do that?" she asked.
Clarke shook her head and told Raven what had happened last night while she was sleeping. Rory in the meantime lay on her tummy reaching for Bellamy. Grinning, he picked her up and dropped her onto his chest. "Good morning Princess" he said rifling her hair. Roan walked in a few minutes later, "We're all loaded up" he announced "Well almost" he looked at Bellamy "if sleeping beauty here would get out of bed." Clarke laughed. Bellamy cradled Rory in one arm and scooted up against the wall. It was then he took a look around and realized that aside from his bedroll the rest of the cave had been packed up. Roan threw him a perceptive grin "another late night?" he asked. "Still jealous, huh?" Bellamy shot back. Clarke laughed "I told them to let you sleep" she said walking over and taking Rory from his arms "but now that you are awake, we should probably head out" she told him. Before she could walk away, he placed a hand on the back of her neck and drew her in for a kiss "Good morning Mrs. Blake" he sighed against her lips. "Good morning Mr. Blake" she replied kissing him back. Raven groaned "Why don't we go outside and make sure we have everything while you get packed up in here" she suggested after Roan helped her to her feet. Clarke chuckled "we'll be right out" she told them. "You have ten minutes" Roan glanced at them threateningly.