A/N: Hi Guys, so this is my story I had posted on Tumblr, its name then was "Nobody Else," But this song goes well with the main theme. So anyway, I hope you guys like this. It will start to get darker, so it might change to M soon, just a heads up. (And there is a POV on Abby, just so you know.)
I watch you like a hawk
I watch you like I'm gonna tear you limb from limb
Will the hunger ever stop?
Can we simply starve this sin?
That little kiss you stole
It held my heart and soul
And like a deer in the headlights I meet my fate
Don't try to fight the storm
You'll tumble overboard
Tides will bring me back to you
-the 100-
Abby worked relentlessly, but the boy before her had lost a lot of blood. He needed surgery, but that was too dangerous to preform on Earth. She found a open vein in the deep wound in his back.
"Clarke, it's between his ribs, it narrowly missed his lung, but it got a vein, I need a needle-" she paused, "No, wait, I brought my med-kit, I need the staples." She heard Clarke and the other girl, Octavia, dig through her bag, Clarke came back over with what she needed.
"Who is this?" Abby asked, working diligently.
"Bellamy, and this is his sister, Octavia."
"That's the Bellamy that shot Jaha?" Abby asked, Octavia gasped.
"Yes, but Jaha pardoned him, he's saved us countless times." Clarke felt sick watching Bellamy's still face, her hand held his wrist, feeling his faint heartbeat pulse in his wrist.
"I heard." Abby said, "There, I think I have stopped the blood, the best thing to do is stitch him up and keep him resting. This may take up to a month to heal." Abby wiped the boys blood off on a rag.
"Okay," Clarke whispered, getting a actual needle and thread from her moms med-kit and started to stitch Bellamy up. "Octavia, keep a close eye on him, I have to talk to my mom."
"I will." Octavia said, walking over to her older brother and brushed his hair from his face, "Hear that, Big Brother? I'm gonna take care of you."
Clarke felt another wave of sobs shake her body, but she miraculously kept it in.
"How did you get here? What about the-?" Clarke asked, but Abby hugged her tight.
"The ex-chancellor hijacked it, so we brought the Arc itself down."
"We saw." Clarke mumbled into her moms hair.
"Clarke, I am so sorry, I never meant…I love you." She held her daughter tighter, Clarkes back ached in pain, but she didn't care. She had her mom back.
Pain was everywhere. Every nerve was alive with it, screaming with it. The agony was almost unbearable. But then Murphy's warning rang in his ears. Clarke!
Bellamys eyes shot open, and he was greeted with Octavia's face. Tears streaked her face, her bright eyes where red and puffy.
"O," Bellamys whispered, she smiled the best she could, stroking hair from his face, "Wha?"
"Clarke and her mom saved your life."
"Cl..Ark?" His breaths were labored.
"Yeah, the entire Ark is down here, but what I hear, Jaha sacrificed himself and stayed in space. But you're worried about Clarke, aren't you?" She smiled at him, her red eyes held light again. She kissed his cheek and walked out the dropship door, asking someone something, then returned. "Sorry, Brother, but I ain't leaving you." She grabbed his hand, and for a bit, he didn't have to focus on the pain.
"This is impressive, Clarke." Her mother told her, looking at the camp and the kids inside it. Clarke forced the best smile she could. "Thanks."
"And the med bay is pretty good for the conditions you were placed under," she smiled, "who thought of moonshine?"
"That would be Monty and Jasper. It's so strong, I figured it would make a good antiseptic." Clarke shrugged. Her eyes caught on Jasper who walked over to them.
"Hey Clarke, Bellamy's awake, I think he wants to see you." He waved awkwardly at Abby, "Hi.
Uh-good job with the whole saving Bellamy-thing." He gave a small smirk before walked back towards the ship.
"That would be moonshine Jasper?" Her mother asked.
"Yep, among other things." And then she quickly dragged her mother back to the ship, her heart pulling her back to Bellamy.
Clarke practically ran to the drop ship, pushing the parachute out of the way, she caught a pair of dark eyes that filled with relief.
"Bellamy." Clarke whispered, crossing the room to him.
Octavia talked to catch Bellamy up with the happenings of the camp. Which was good, because it kept his mind off the pain.
Suddenly, the parachute door of the drop ship was yanked over and a familiar blond with hazel blue eyes caught his. She was safe. Hell, she came.
"Bellamy." She breathed his name.
"Cl…" He tried, his back screaming against his movement, "Prince-sss, I love…you." He had to say it. He was afraid in the woods, that he'd never get to tell her he loved her, to tell her he still cared, that he wouldn't leave her and Octavia.
"Bell-"He watched as Clarke's face crumpled, and she cried, tears washed down her face. She walked over and buried her face in his chest, and he kissed the crown of her head. He barely noticed her mother standing in the corner of the dropship, tears made her own eyes glassy.
"O." Bellamy whispered, grabbing his sisters hand.
"What happened, Bellamy?" Clarke asked, her face found the crook of his neck, her sweet breath tickled his ear and cheek.
He barely felt the pain now.
"Murphy…he…caught…off guard, warned he…is after…you…" He hoped she understood what he was trying to say, but speaking was hard.
"He can go float himself if he thinks he can screw with us, the rat bastard." Octavia snapped.
Bellamy smiled at his sister, and looked at Clarke, whose eyes were staring up at him with love.
It was if there was no pain at all…...nope, it still hurt, but he didn't care.
Choices will have to be made, and the camp still isn't safe from Murphy. This will be changing to Mature rating, for graphic scenes and violence. Like the writers said, the story is getting darker.
The song above is "Deathbed" by Bring Me The Horizon, and I swear it is the perfect love song for Bellamy and Clarke, its subtle but shows the meaning, and it reminded me of them for the minute I heard it.
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