The 100 A Fresh Start Chapter 1 Walking away

by sissylks

When the door was finally open, and the all clear was given, they were like a herd of cattle. Bellamy backed away from it. He could wait, it didn't matter; nothing mattered anymore. He sunk back into the shadows, back to his small corner. He would wait for it to clear. He had no place to go anyway. Without Clarke, what difference did it make? #Bellamy #Clarke

11. Chapter 11 Arrest

A Fresh Start... Chapter 11 ...Arrest

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Clarke watched Bellamy from the doorway of Medical as Abby dressed his wounds. He hadn't awoken and that gave them reason to worry. He had taken a severe beating and Abby was concerned about head trauma. Clarke looked up at the three guards stationed at the door while they stood armed at the ready, for any signs of movement.

She knew what that meant. She also realized they were guards from the Albatross. "Three guards?" she questioned them "Why does it take three men to guard one unconscious one?" Clarke asked

"We have orders to arrest him," one of the guards said

"Orders from who" She pressed

Orders from Colonel Rollins," they answered

Clarke's face felt flush. She was angry and stormed off.
"We'll see about that," she mumbled under her breath.

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Bellamy didn't remember being brought into medical, but when he finally woke he knew immediately where he was. The sterile smells on the medical bay was easy to recognize. He heard movement on his left side, but he couldn't open that eye to see It was Abby who had just stepped away to throw out the bloody gauzes she had just used to clean his wounds. Turning his head hurt like hell. His peripheral vision on the right side was fuzzy, but Octavia's outline was unmistakable. He would always know his little sister, even if his vision was bad.

Octavia jumped and quickly hovered over him when she saw his eye crack open, "Bell, can you hear me?" she asked

"O," he mumbled "How'd I get here?" he asked with a weak breath

"Me and Ilian found you in that root cellar," she said.

He tried to reach out for her. She found his hand and squeezed. Bellamy was desperate to warn her. "O, some bad men," he tried to say but was interrupted when suddenly a commotion started. Three guards surrounded his bed as Octavia protested. They immediately pushed her aside and cuffed his hands together.

"What are you doing?" Octavia yelled.

Bellamy didn't even try to struggle. He didn't have the strength.

"What's the meaning of this?" Abby yelled as she rushed over it intervene. "This man is a patient, you can't just barge in here like this," she yelled as she tried to push her way past the guards.

"Mame we have orders to arrest this man the moment he wakes up," one of the guards said "That's what we're doing."

"Bellamy Blake, we are placing you under arrest for murder," the guard said to Bellamy.

Bellamy didn't respond; he just lay there as if he had given up.

"You can't do this, "Octavia yelled "Can't you see they tried to kill him, he was just defending him-self," she argued as she tried to push the guards out of the way.

"Octavia don't," Bellamy mumbled. He was afraid she would get into trouble and his big brother mode took over and wanted to protect her.

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Clarke stormed into Jaha's office. "What's wrong with you?" she started her voice shrill. "You're arresting him?"

"Clarke, Bellamy murdered four people," he started "Colonel Rollins and his people expect us to treat him like we would treat anyone else charged with a capital crime."

"But they attacked him," Clarke argued "Surely you can see that, if you would just look at him."

"Clarke, you're not condoning murder are you?" came a voice from the doorway behind her.

"Mike, you said yourself those men were criminals," Clarke said to Colonel Rollins "If you looked at Bellamy, you would see what they did to him. Now you're going to subject him to a jail cell?" she spat

"Clarke, I know how you feel about him, and it's clouding your judgement. You know as well as I do that if it were anyone else, you would agree with me," Mike said "Bellamy Blake will stand trial just like anyone else would. If he's found guilty, he will be punished, and if he's innocent he can go free, but until then, because of his violent history, he's considered dangerous, and what those men told us he did, he needs to be locked up," Colonel Rollins said.

"Violent history?" Clarke asked Mike, as she angrily turned her attention to Jaha. "What did you tell him?" she questioned

Jaha shifted his weight, and swallowed "Clarke I filled Colonel Rollins on Mr. Blake's past history. Now you know as well as I do what he's capable of," Jaha said.

"You pardoned him…" she said "You know he was forced by Shumway, he only did it to protect…" Clarke started but was interrupted when Colonel Rollins stopped her. "The decisions been made Clarke. If My people and your people are going to live peacefully, they have to see that justice is equal for everyone, and that violence can't be tolerated."

Clarke looked at him, and then to Jaha. She shook her head and left. She wasn't going to let them do this. She was determined to get him out of this. She headed back to medical and heard the commotion as she got closer to the room.

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"You can't do this," Abby shouted "He could have internal injuries," Abby tried to stop them as they pulled him to sitting. Bellamy was shaky and weak, but he complied and didn't struggle.

"No it's okay," he held his cuffed hands up telling Octavia and Abby not to fight them.

The guards were armed with shock batons, holding Octavia and Abby at bay.

One of the guards pulled him off the table and onto his feet. Bellamy knees buckled and the guard caught him before he hit the ground, steadying him.

Octavia tried to rush and help, but the guard gave her a shock that sent her crashing to the floor.

Bellamy saw them shock Octavia and began to struggle. "O", he said just before the second guard rushed over and stuck the shock to his side and he fell to the floor.

"What's wrong with you?" Abby yelled squatting down to help her. "That's her brother, you can't do this"

"Keep resisting and all of you will go to lock up," the guard said

The two guards each took and arm and lifted him to his feet. His head lobbed forward as he tried to lift it but he was struggling to stay conscience.

Bellamy's head was swimming. He was burning with fever and confused. As the guards were dragging him out they ran into Clarke. Bellamy saw her face. "Clarke?" he mumbled but couldn't get the words out. He was trying to reach out to her, but unable to, wondering what vision he was looking at. His mind playing tricks, as if he was dying and he was seeing an angel. Finally his world went dark.

"Bellamy, Bellamy, I'm here," she called to him.