Later that night, Clarke lay in Bellamy's arms on the bed they pillaged from the ark. Rory was asleep in her own room for the first time in her life. They had the door open just in case she woke up. "I'm glad you're home" Bellamy whispered into her hair. "The first night you were gone, the house was full of women, but not the ones I wanted to be here" he sighed. "I'm sorry" she spoke softly "I probably should have tried to talk about it first" she gazed at him. "Maybe, but your way might have been more effective and quicker" he admitted. Clarke laughed "Are you admitting to being a hard-headed Bellamy Blake?" she asked. "I plead the fifth" he retorted. "We'll just blame it on the pregnancy hormones and leave it at that" she grinned. "Deal" he said kissing her softly. "So, baby whisperer, do you have any predictions?" she asked " He chuckled "I'm going to go with a girl" he grinned at her "that way when votes for daddy will always defeat votes for mommy three-to one" he laughed. She batted him on the arm "We'll see" she snorted "I think I should get a mini-me, so I'm going to stick with a boy." Clarke countered. Bellamy laughed "I guess we'll see, huh?" he said wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close. "Now go to sleep wife" he said planting a kiss on her cheek "I have two weeks worth of sleep to catch up on."
Octavia told Harlo that Clarke was back and that she was pregnant. He grinned "So, you're going to be an aunt again, huh?" he asked her. Octavia nodded then sat down next to him. "I talked to Bellamy about us" she told him. "he's going to lay off and let me live my own life, on my own terms, but he is going to be livid when he finds out Clarke isn't the only one who is pregnant" she sighed. "Especially since you haven't made an effort to talk to him about our relationship. He's a total pain and he's old fashioned, but he is my brother. "Okay, I'll talk to him tomorrow" Harlo promised. "You do want this baby, right?" she asked him. Harlo nodded, though he didn't look very sure. "I mean I knew it was a possibility, and I was prepared for it, but to be honest I'm still in shock myself" he admitted. "Well, get used to it and quick, because Bellamy will be way worse now than he was" she replied. That said, Octavia walked out of her cabin and sat on the porch. "Damn" she shook her head. Bellamy had been right to worry about Harlo, she was a little worried about him herself at the moment.
The next morning, Bellamy was sitting on the porch with Rory, who had woken up early, very early. She sat on his lap contentedly chanting. "You were supposed to let da da sleep" he said to her. Given the choice of not being able to sleep because his daughter was wide awake in the middle of the night; beat not being able to sleep because she wasn't there by far. Oblivious to his words, Rory snuggled against his chest contentedly. Chuckling, he kissed the top of her head "I love you" he whispered into her dark curls. She closed her eyes, and then opened them before closing them again, sleep trying to reclaim her. "Go to sleep princess, daddy is not going anywhere" he assured her. These words seemed to penetrate her thoughts and in a few moments, she drifted off to sleep. Bellamy smiled He had his family back, and nothing could make he happier or ruin his mood right now.
A twig snapped in the darkness nearby and he was instantly on alert. The inky darkness concealed who or what was walking out there. For a moment, he wondered if he should have brought his gun out with him. There may not have been anyone to survive the radiation as Clarke had pointed out, but there were wild animals. He tensed looking around and then blew out a deep breath when he saw Octavia walking in the moonlight. "Do you know how lucky you are I left my gun in the house?" he asked her. She grinned, "sorry, I just felt like taking a walk" she replied. "In the middle of the night?" he asked, before a feeling of dread washed over him. Something was going on with his sister; A lifetime of taking care of her had clued him in to that fact. Whatever it was, he had a feeling he was not going to like it. Coming closer, she climbed the stairs and sat down next to him, running her hands through Rory's soft curls. "Are you ready for another one?" she asked him. He smiled "Yeah" he whispered softly. She could hear the happiness in his voice. "and do you really not have a prediction?" she asked him. He grinned "I really don't" he admitted "I mean don't get me wrong another girl would be perfect, then we could gang up on mommy" he grinned "but then I think that mommy might need someone in here corner too." Octavia snorted "What?" Bellamy looked over at her. She shook her head "If you have a boy, you might get to raise yourself, that would be fun to watch" she snickered. He shook his head at her "Find that funny do you?" he shot back. "Kind of" she admitted.
"So why are you taking a walk in the middle of the night?" he asked her "What's wrong?" She sat quietly "why does something have to be wrong?" she asked him. "Nothing has to be wrong" he countered "but something is wrong, isn't it?" he asked concern etching into his voice. "Come one O out with it," he said when she didn't deny his claims. "Don't get angry" she looked at him sadly "but you may have been right" she sighed. "About?" He asked deadly quiet. "Harlo" she spoke softly. Bellamy closed his eyes and counted to twenty in his head, then released a deep breath. "Bell" Octavia glanced at him worriedly. "I'm okay" he sighed raggedly "What was I right about?" he asked. Being right about someone was not pleasurable if it meant his sister's happiness. "He was supposed to come talk to you today, but when I woke up, he was gone" her voice was so soft he barely heard her. Bellamy threw his free arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. "What was he supposed to talk to me about?" he asked. Whatever it was, it must have been serious to have his baby sister sitting next to him her emotions twisted as they were. She sighed "I'm pregnant Bell" she confessed. "And he just took off" Bell spat out angrily. He tried to maintain his emotions, but a squeal from Rory alerted him to the fact that he wasn't doing a good job of that.
Taking another deep breath and counting to thirty this time, he looked over at her. "Are you okay?" he asked her. She nodded "yeah, I didn't expect it to sting like it does but I'm okay." She told him. His first instinct was to command her to move into their house immediately," We have room here if you want to stay with us for a while" he offered. "Thanks Bell, I'll keep that in mind" she said laying her head on his shoulder. "For the record, I didn't want to be right about Harlo" he said running a hand through her hair. They sat like that in silence watching the sun come up "Do you want to crash her for a while?" he asked her "I could use a little sleep" she admitted. "Come on, you can sleep in the guest room for as long as you like" he said standing up and pulling her up beside him. "Thank you Bell" she sighed leaning against him. "Anything for my baby sister" he whispered into her hair.