"So...we just...walk in?" Bellamy asked, suddenly unsure of himself.

"I mean, you could crawl in if you want to, but that'd be a little weird," Alcon said.

"I'm not used to walking into Grounder territory like this, okay?"

Alcon smiled, he did that a lot Bellamy had decided, "No ones going to shoot you. Yet."

Then he laughed and ushered his horse towards the gate.

A man was sitting guarding the large wooden fence. Bellamy thought back to the fence he had the 100 make before Camp Jaha. This was far more impressive.

"Alcon!" The man called, "I didn't realize Bellamy was more than one person."

"He's actually a village," Alcon joked back, hopping off the horse and into the light snow as Wick helped Raven off her own.

The two Grounder men enveloped each other in a hug, "Man, am I glad you're back," the unnamed Grounder said, clapping Alcon on the back.

"How is she, Chaz?" Alcon asked.

"She hurt her knee."

"How?"

"Well...we found out letting her near a cliff isn't the best idea."

All was silent for a second, then, "You let Clarke Griffin near a cliff."

Chaz lifted his hand and showed his fingers an inch apart, "Just a little one."

Alcon was silent again, "Is she okay?" Bellamy asked, finally filling the air with the question everyone was asking.

"Oh, yeah. She's just pissed because no one's really fond of her walking around right now. She refuses to let us carry her, and when she tries to go up the stairs that are cut into the side of the hill it's almost comical and depressing at the same time. She keeps telling us, 'Raven does this all the time, so I sure as hell can too, but don't tell her I said that'"

"Raven's right there," Alcon said.

"Well I didn't tell her, I told you, stupid. Keep up."

Then he turned around and swung open the heavy gate, "In ya get. She's in there somewhere."

As the twelve teenagers entered the camp, Alcon stayed behind, "How is she really?"

"She's not sleeping very well, won't eat as much as she usually does, and her knee is," Chaz shook his head, "Your brother had to preform the surgery with Lexa. Clarke was awake and walking her through it, but...I don't know if she cried more from the pain or that Menson had to see her in pain. They're even more inseparable now than before."

"Okay...thanks." Then Alcon walked towards Bellamy.

"Alcon!" Chaz called, and the Grounder turned to look at him, "Take care of her for me, will you? When you left to go get them...she started breaking. I don't know how she'll take them being here."

Alcon nodded before meeting back up with Bellamy, "You will need go see Heda first."

"Okay," Bellamy said, but anyone could see he wasn't happy about it. The twelve had already started scanning the crowd for even a glimpse of blonde, barely taking in the stone buildings around them.

They started walking toward the huge building, built with big, white rocks as the other Grounders stopped to watch them pass. The tiny boy raced through the crowd toward Alcon, and they were suddenly entwined together, talking rapidly in the Grounders' natural tongue.

"Must be one of his brothers," Raven aside side him, "He looks good considering he barely survived a plague."

The boy must have been ten, with the same light brown hair as his brother.

Raven took a deep breath, "Are we ready for this?" She asked Bellamy, looking up wt him, but Bellamy wasn't listening.

She was there. Just there. With her hair in her signature half up look, the two strands of hair holding back the rest away from her face, she looked exactly like she had before she left, except not.

She looked well fed, but a little tired, and her clothes were different. She was wearing a cape, like the rest of the Grounders, that was made of fur. She looked...great, considering how she could have looked if the Grounders hadn't taken her in.

"Bellamy," Raven said, quietly, trying to grab onto his hand before he could do anything stupid, but he was already to far gone and suddenly Clarke's tiny body was enveloped in his arms and he didn't want to let her go and she still smelled the same and her hair still tickled his nose and and. She didn't hug him back.

"Bellamy," she said in greeting when he finally let her go.

"Clarke," he said, because she was there and she was real and she was the only thing he could think of.

But her face was business like and Lexa was standing behind her and the little boy that had hugged Alcon had come to bury his head in her back and wrap his arms around her waist.

"Clarke...You look good. You look great."

She smiled softly at him, but it seemed more apologetic than anything else. She had missed him, he could see it in her eyes, but, for some reason, she wouldn't let herself show it. By now, Raven had come over and was actually smiling at Clarke, "Hey, heard you were a cripple now too."

Clarke looked down at her knee which was wrapped up into a makeshift brace. The little boy whispered something from where he was still buried in Clarke's back.

She said something, in Grounder tongue, back to him and turned back to Raven, "Yeah. Temporarily."

"Lucky bitch," Raven said, and Clarke flashed her a smile that was almost real.

The boy whispered something again and Clarke said something back. Lexa joined in to comment and Clarke laughed, a real laugh, with joy and everything.

Clarke sounded like she was encouraging the child, and after a while the boy peaked out from behind her back and Clarke carded her fingers through his hair in a soothing motion.

The boy looked up at her like he would a mother and she smiled at him.

In a sudden burst of energy, he turned back to the strange, Sky People, "Remarkable Raven."

Taken aback, Raven didn't answer for a second, then, catching her bearings, said, "Yeah. That's me."

Clarke acted as a translator, and the boy smiled at her before diggin into his pocket and showing her two pictures. One was clearly drawn by Clarke, her style and emotion bleeding off the paper. The other was crudely drawn by a child, a stick figure with scribbles on one knee and a backpack floating above the shoulders.

"Wow. These are, uh, both really good."

The boy smiled again as Clarke's words came to his ears before flying around his pseudo-mother, grabbing onto Raven's hand and dragging her towards a group of children.

"You won't see Raven for a while now," Clarke said, before looking over Bellamy's shoulder, "At least your sister has the right idea about this visit."

Bellamy turned around to see Octavia bowing respectfully to an elderly woman. Lexa spoke up for the first time, "You should join your sister, Sky Man. Clarke has to go check on her patients," then she ducked into the stone building behind them.

Clarke shifted uncomfortably, "If I walk you over there, you'll be seen as weak, and my guard will give us both a hard time about me walking anywhere."

Then she started to follow Lexa through the doorway, limping as she went.

"Clarke," Bellamy called before she got very far (not that she could get very far with that limp anyway), "We all missed you. A lot."

She nodded, before disappearing.