My most heartfelt and sincere thanks to everyone who has stuck with me through this story. To readers, followers, favoriters, and reviewers, you guys have made me one very happy camper. And have definitely encouraged me to keep writing, not only to finish this story, but to write others as well. You have my eternal gratitude.
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Here is a (very) short Epilogue that is just putting to page a cute scene I saw for our favorite couple. Bellarke!
Clarke was curled up on the couch watching a movie with Bellamy. She was tucked into his side, her head resting on his shoulder, a typical night for them. She sat up suddenly, fed up with her headrest constantly moving. She turned to face the offending party. "Seriously, Bell, I've never seen someone so fidgety and jumpy since the tarantula that Lincoln brought back escaped and Octavia didn't know where it was. What's up?"
Bellamy fidgeting some more, his right hand fingering something in the pocket of his jeans. "So you remember that time that I saved you from the run-in with Finn on your birthday two years ago?"
"Yeah," Clarke said, shaking her head in confusion.
"And you remember how I said you owed me for my help?"
"Mhmmm," she acknowledged, catching on to where this was going.
"Marry me. Marry me, Clarke Griffin," he said, pulling out a beautiful engagement ring from his pocket.
"Oh, yes. This is the story I've always dreamed about telling…You know, kids, I only married your father because I owed him a favor. One time he saved me from a really awkward situation with an ex-boyfriend, and he said that I owed him for his help. And now because of that, I'm stuck with him for the rest of my life," Clarke teased.
"So is that a yes?" Bellamy questioned.
"Of course it is, you dumbass! Was I not just telling this story to our 'kids'?"
Bellamy smiled and pulled her into a kiss before slipping the ring on her finger.