A/N: Here we go, Part 5! I have a feeling that you're gonna like this one (and it's the longest chapter so far!) I wanna just give a quick thanks to everyone who has read this, everyone who has left a review. This story has made it to 2k+ (2,629) views! I especially want to thank Megan0870 for the advice that she gave me about this story, I really appreciate it!

Part 5

Bellamy looks up and it's no longer Chancellor Jaha before him, it's Dax.

"Nothing personal," Dax says as he takes aim right at Bellamy. Bellamy looks over and sees the handgun laying on the ground beside him and picks it up but when he aims it up at Dax, the gun disappears and his hand is empty. Clarke, where was Clarke? God, please let her be okay. He'd never been so concerned about anyone's well-being besides his sister.

"Put it down, Dax." Another voice calls and Bellamy's heart jumps when he realizes who it is. Clarke.

Dax turns to face her, turning his back to Bellamy. " I tried not to kill you, but Shumway says, no witnesses."

"What is he talking about?" Clarke asks Bellamy, ignoring the fact that she has a gun pointed at her right now. She knows that Bellamy's here and he won't let anything happen to her.

"Shumway set it up. He gave me the gun to shoot the chancellor." Bellamy answers.

Dax speaks up, "Walk away now and I won't kill you."

"Put it down." Clarke's gun is trained on Dax.

"Your choice," Dax replies.

All Bellamy can do is watch. His princess is defending him when he'd never really given her a reason to since they got off the drop ship. Wait, his princess. Oh, crap. What did he get himself into now? Clarke's gun clicks and brings him out of his thoughts. He watches as Clarke get behind a tree just as Dax takes a shot at her after her unsuccessful attempt at hitting him. Dax fires a second shot but Clarke is still hidden behind the tree. Bellamy can't let anything happen to the princess, his princess, so he pushes himself off the ground and tackles Dax, throwing in a few punches at him before Dax sends him flying backwards.

Dax takes advantage of the situation and starts punching Bellamy and then reaches for his gun that's lying on the ground close by. Bellamy grapples at it too trying to remove it from his tormentor's grasp, but just ends up getting smacked with the side of the gun. He spies a stray bullet lying on the ground next to him and looks back up at the sound of Clarke's voice.

"Get the hell off him!" Dax knocks her out and Bellamy grabs the bullet and shoves it into the side of Dax's throat. Blood spews from the wound and begins dripping from his mouth before Dax falls backwards, dead.

Both Clarke and Bellamy try and regulate their breathing to get it back to normal, trying to wrap their heads around the events that just happened. Bellamy looks over at Clarke to make sure that she's okay and feels a warmth in his chest when he sees that she's still in one piece. He picks himself up off the ground and forces himself over to where she is sitting against a tree and he takes a seat beside her. His eyes graze over her, double-checking to make sure that she has no injuries and once he's satisfied that she's alright, he leans his head back against the tree as well. Neither of them noticing that they were leaning into each other but Bellamy felt Clarke reach out to touch his hand.

"You're okay," Clarke tells him with the sound of relief in her voice. Both of them still breathing really heavily.

"No I'm not. My mother… if she knew what I've done, who I am. She raised me to be better, to be good." Clarke whispers his name trying to get him to stop blaming himself but he continues on. "All I do is hurt people. I'm a monster."

"You saved me today. And you might be a total ass most of the time but," Clarke pauses, trying to search for the right thing to say. "I need you." As soon as Bellamy hears those words leave her mouth he looks up at her, his heart beats faster, and knows that she means it, but she's got it all wrong. It's him that needs her. He tried to deny it before but he can't anymore. Clarke continues on," We all need you. We never would have survived this place if it wasn't for you. You want forgiveness? Fine, I'll give it to you, you're forgiven, okay. You have to come back with me, you can't run away. You have to face it."

"Have you faced your mom?" Bellamy asks her, his heart still fluttering from before. He looks over at her to see her hesitation to answer his question.

"I don't wanna face my mom. I don't wanna 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." Her voice drops softer at the last part.

Bellamy sniffles. "They're gonna kill me when they come down, Clarke."

"We'll figure something out."

"Well, can we figure it out later?" Bellamy asks leaning closer to Clarke, their faces just inches apart. His eye dropped to her mouth before moving up to look into her eyes.

Clarke was unsure of what to do being in such close proximity to Bellamy. She just looked at him before whispering her answer and her breath fanned across his face, "Whenever you're ready."

In a blink, Bellamy's lips captured Clarke's in a passionate kiss, his hands moving to cup her face. His lips were soft and firm and warm against hers. At first Clarke was confused on what was happening but before she could respond, Bellamy pulled back from the kiss and put his forehead against hers.

"W-What was that?" Clarke whispers, her mind still fogged.

"That was a kiss, princess, what else would it be?" He chuckled. There was no way he could tell her how much he wanted to kiss her right now. He wanted to kiss her and never stop. The awestruck look on her face making him want her even more, but he wouldn't tell her that. He couldn't tell her that. He wouldn't tell her that because it was only a matter of time before the Ark came down and then he'd be dead and he couldn't do that to her so he kept the truth to himself.

"But," Clarke pauses for a second, realizing just how fast she's breathing. "Why?"

"Think of it as a thank you. For saving my life," Bellamy answers not wanting to tell Clarke about his feelings just yet. He still wasn't a hundred percent sure on what he was feeling. All he knew was that in the moment, all he wanted to do was kiss her and never let her go.

"I should be thanking you, for saving my life," Clarke looks up at him with a warmth in her blue eyes that he hadn't seen before.

"Wouldn't be the first time I've had to save you, Princess," Bellamy jokes and pretends that his insides don't melt into a puddle when he feels her move in close so that the sides of their bodies are completely touching. She rests her head on his shoulder and he puts his cheek against the top of her head and the hand on his arm that he hadn't noticed had wrapped itself across her shoulder combed through her hair gently as they took a minute to rest before heading back to camp.

A/N: Hello again! So, what did you think? I'd have to say that this chapter was fun to write. Only one more day until The 100, I can't wait! Review and let me know what you think or even if you just want to fan girl over The 100 and Bellarke. Thanks for reading and supporting me!

- Mal