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That evening Clarke and Bellamy found Abby by the mess hall, but before they could go somewhere to talk over the truce Lexa offered, a crowd of people built up out of nowhere, demanding to know what the grounders had said. When they heard that they wanted Finn, ripples of disquiet raced through the crowd, followed quickly by shouts.

'I say we give him to them.'

'I'm not dying for him.'

Raven launched herself at a man who stepped forward and offered to throw Finn out himself.

'Raven stop.' Clarke moved to help but Bellamy's hand wrapped around her arm firmly, pulling her closer to him gently. Looking up at his face she knew they were both thinking back to what Bellamy had said to her, back when they were deciding what to do about the grounder attack at the first camp 'crowds make bad choices.' He wasn't going to let her get hurt in this hysteria.

As the shouts and threats continued Raven grew more and more irate, lashing out at the crowd before being subdued and taken away to the lock up by a number of guards. Abby led the rest of their small group inside the council chambers and talks began. After hours of discussion however, no decision had been made, the meeting was adjourned and Finn slipped away behind Abby, leaving Clarke and Bellamy to mull over what had been said.

'This is insane.' Bellamy came to stand next to Clarke. She reached for his hand and threaded their fingers together with a sigh.

'I know.' She stepped forward and leant her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart through his top. Bellamy's arms came up around her and they stood for a while, holding each other, memorising every part of the other as they moulded together, and Clarke was reminded of a line from an old book her mother had on the Ark called Wuthering Heights. 'Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.'

Finn had made her feel special, but Bellamy made her feel extraordinary, like there was no one else on earth but her and him, she trusted him with everything, in a way she had never been able to trust Finn.

'We can't let him die.' Clarke's voice was muffled against Bellamy's chest. 'He's all Raven has.'

'We won't.' Bellamy said determinedly, holding her closer to him. 'We just need a plan.'

Ten minutes later they walked out of the chambers together, finding Finn on the outskirts of the camp, sat next to Murphy.

'Hey.' Bellamy's deep voice interrupted them, but Finn's eyes found Clarke's. Of course they were together. He was overcome with as much bitterness as he always was as he saw Clarke's eyes flit to Bellamy's affectionately, barely registering him anymore. He couldn't accept that he had lost Clarke. He loved her just as much as he loved Raven. 'We're reinforcing all our defences, doubles on the perimeter. No one's getting past that wire.'

Finn's eyes slid to Bellamy's and bitterness turned to jealousy. He should have seen the way Clarke and Bellamy looked at each other from the start, he had been right to question why Clarke suddenly trusted him. He stood up, facing Bellamy and Clarke. 'I'll see where they're thin.'

'No.' Bellamy's voice was firm, it was clear he and Clarke had already made a decision. 'You should head inside. B corridor would be easier to defend, if it comes to that.' Bellamy glanced at Clarke, but she was already looking at him, making it so much harder for Finn to take orders from him.

'I'm not gonna hide.' Finn said stubbornly. He was damned if Bellamy was going to make him look like a coward too.

'Right now we have to think about keeping you safe.' Clarke said and Finn smiled at her, attempting to look loving, to show Bellamy that their fight wasn't over, but Clarke barely even glanced at him before turning away, addressing Bellamy. 'I'm going to talk to Lincoln.'

Bellamy nodded down at her and gestured for them to leave together. As an afterthought he said over his shoulder to Finn 'come on.' He clenched his jaw at the command but followed.

At the medical bay Clarke left to talk to Lincoln, brushing her hand on Bellamy's arm as a goodbye. He turned to talk to Finn about their plan for him for the next few days but the boy cut him off. 'She still loves me.'

'I'm sorry?' Bellamy's voice was dangerously low.

'You heard me. She still loves me, look how hard she's fighting for my life. Tell that doesn't make you jealous. Tell me thought of us together doesn't make you jealous.' Finn stared at Bellamy, goading him. But unlike Finn, he could control his emotions, letting them simmer under the surface.

'You lost her the day Raven came to the ground and you know it. Don't blame me for your mistakes, just know that I'll never do what you did.'

Before Finn could retaliate Bellamy turned and marched away, after a while he glanced over his shoulder and saw Finn slinking into one of the storage rooms. He met Clarke as she was leaving the medical bay, and told her where to find Finn, but he didn't tell her what the boy had said, she had enough to deal with right now, he would tell her later.

Clarke leant up to press a kiss to his cheek before turning and following Finn. Although Bellamy didn't like the idea of the two of them alone after what Finn had said, he trusted Clarke and their feelings for each other.

Clarke stepped into the storage room to find Finn packing a bag on the floor.

'Finn? Bellamy told me you were here.' Finn looked up but judging by the lack of rage in her eyes, that was all Bellamy had told her. Which meant he hadn't provoked a reaction from Bellamy as he had hoped. 'What are you doing?'

'I have to go.'

'Where? There's nowhere to go, there are grounders everywhere, they'll kill you.'

'Maybe that's what I deserve,' he looked at Clarke with a pitiful expression on her face, waiting for her to defend him the way he knew she would. But she didn't, he tried again 'for what I've done.'

'You were trying to find our people, to save us.' There was something in Finn's slightly wild, desperate expression that was putting Clarke on edge.

She wasn't getting it. Finn realised he would have to actually say it, if Clarke was going to do what he wanted. He didn't stop to think about why it was so important to him that Clarke fall back in love with him, didn't consider that it was driven more by a possessive jealousy and desire to rub the knowledge in Bellamy's smug face, than by any feelings he still had for Clarke.

'I was trying to save you, Clarke.'

'Finn.' Clarke warned, shaking her head.

'I'm in love with you.' Finn watched for her reaction and was disappointed to see that it was minimal.

Clarke instantly thought back to when Bellamy had said those words just a few hours earlier, and knew who she preferred to hear them from. When Bellamy had said it his voice was rough with emotion, when Finn said it, it sounded rehearsed.

'Everything that's happened, everything I've done, all that matters is that you're ok, that you forgive me.' Still Clarke stood, watching him as he recited his lines. 'Say something.' Finn's voice became unsure now, the first sign of actual emotion Clarke had seen since she walked into the room. She realised that Finn was playing a part, that he was toying with her, trying to get her back, but not because he truly loved her. He was doing it because he couldn't bear the thought of her with someone else.

Before she could even begin to tell him how much happier she was with Bellamy, a loud chanting reached their ears. The grounders were tired of waiting. 'Get inside.' She said to Finn, voice flat. Without another word she turned and left the room, she knew Finn was following her so she walked to B corridor first, leaving him outside before going to find Bellamy.

He was by the council chambers, and the way he searched her face as she approached told her that he knew Finn was going to try and win her back, she wondered what taunting things he had said to Bellamy distantly. She wasn't upset that he hadn't told her, she knew he was only trying to protect, that he didn't want her to worry.

She walked to him, but didn't stop until she was millimetres from him. 'I love you' she whispered, standing on tip toe and pressing her lips to his. He moved with her, deepening the kiss and Bellamy understood, Finn had tried, and failed, to win Clarke over, but for some reason, she wanted him.

Stepping back Clarke moved to stand by Abby, who was trying to supress her shock at the open display of affection between her daughter and Bellamy. She was pleased, but still surprised.

'Sorry,' Clarke smiled abashedly, 'I'll explain later.'

'No need,' Abby smiled back affectionately, 'I've known you loved him for weeks.'

'They're trying to scare us.' Bellamy's deep voice interrupted them.

'Maybe we should pull back, go inside the station?' Abby smile faded, her expression turning serious.

'No, we need to prove we're not afraid.'

'What if I am?'

'Fake it.' Clarke's tone was almost teasing and Abby's mouth turned in a small smile. She reached for her daughters hand and nodded. Taking a deep breath, she walked towards the gate. Clarke followed behind, and she passed him, Bellamy glanced at her before followed behind too.

They halted a few meters from the gate, allowing Abby to approach the two grounders on horseback that Lexa had left at the gate to collect Finn.

'Open the gate.' Her mother's voice reached her and Clarke was proud of the strength within it. 'We are not giving up the boy, and we are prepared to fight if it comes to that.'

Suddenly the sound of a horn filled the air, and the two riders turned and rode back to the grounder camp without another word. Clarke and Bellamy glanced at each other, confusion on their faces.

'Watch the woods,' Bellamy yelled, 'watch for movement.' The guards cocked their guns, scanning the tree line.

'Bellamy.' Whispered Clarke, nodding to a point a little to the right of them as a guard called out that there was something there.

'Don't shoot.' A distant cry made their way to them, and a man wearing their armour emerged from the undergrowth. 'Don't shoot.' Kane's voice was clearer as he approached, and Bellamy lowered his gun, followed by a few of the guard. Marcus Kane reached Abby and they exchanged a few words, too quiet for Clarke to hear before turning to the rest of the camp. He had been beaten but not too badly, and didn't appear to be bleeding.

'You can't be out in open, we need to get somewhere safe.' Bellamy's voice was cautious, still wary with the gate open. Clarke felt a rush of affection, he was always trying to protect everyone. Together they walked to Kane, and he smiled as they approached.

'It's safe, for the moment.' Kane certainly didn't seem worried, Clarke frowned in confusion. 'Come on, we need to talk, I managed to buy us a bit of time.'

Bellamy looked to Clarke, judging what she was thinking, before gesturing for them to walk with Kane and Abby to the council chambers. As they walked Clarke was struck by how grateful she was for Bellamy's solid presence at her side, unaware that Bellamy was thinking the same thing. Raven saw the procession and joined them from the mess hall.

Leaving Bellamy, Clarke and Raven outside, inside the chambers Kane explained about his time kept inside the camp, and his belief that Lexa would be open to them trying Finn themselves, in the camp, instead of handing him over to the grounders. It would be a mercy killing, but a killing none the less.

From what they could gather though, they knew Finn was going to die either way. Raven turned to Clarke and Bellamy, begging them to save them. Clarke nodded to Bellamy and as always, he understood. They would try and save Finn, for Raven.

They found him in B corridor and Bellamy explained that they were taking him to the drop ship.

'We're surrounded by grounders.' Clarke pointed out gently.

'We'll split up, take the low ground, we'll make it.' Bellamy said confidently, impressing Clarke with the plan he had managed to come up with so quickly.

Finn's lip curled in displeasure at the admiration in Clarke's eyes as she listened to Bellamy's plan, but couldn't argue that it was a good plan. Before they could leave, a small group of men approached them, two armed with metal piping.

'There he is,' Raven recognised the man who had threatened to throw Finn to the grounders himself. 'You are gonna get us killed.' He raised the thick metal threateningly, charging at Finn, who hid behind Clarke. Before he could get close enough to take a swing at her Bellamy threw the butt of his rifle into the man's stomach, hard. He crumpled to the floor.

'Anyone else?' He yelled, checking that Clarke was ok, sending Finn a hard look as he moved from behind Clarke sheepishly. The men stepped back nervously.

'Bellamy's right, we have to go.' Clarke reached a hand and rested it inbetween Bellamy's shoulder blades as she passed him, Finn in tow. Sending one last glare to the dispersing men, he followed behind her.

They left individually, Bellamy and Clarke promising each other that they would be safe, wrapped in each other's arms, and headed to the drop ship, careful to avoid both the sky people and the grounders.