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Do you believe in miracles? I do, although I don't believe in the mystical aspect of miracles like being able to walk on water or getting back your sight after being blind for several years. I believe in the normal, rather common types of miracles, like my sister's birth or the day when I realized that I was in love with Clarke despite everything, the hardships and chaos resolving in our lives. I know, I know, realizing my love for someone is not exactly a miracle itself, but for me it was. We both carry baggage, a darkness inside of us that neither of us are able to contain or deal with anyone else. Sounds creepy I know, but its true finding that someone who not only sees your inner darkest, but also understands and accept them is rare and definitely a miracle that can't be described by words alone.

However, nothing compared to the miracle over Clarke's ability to survive that went against all odds.

The moment Bellamy and the rest of them arrived at the hospital with one unknown man lying on the pavement, dead, in front of a parked moving truck. On the roof of the struck stood Murphy with a bloodied Clarke lying in his arms, who appeared to be unconscious or worse case scenario dead. However before he had the chance to call out and ask whether his assumption was true or not Murphy jumped down from the truck, swiftly like a cat, and landed perfectly on the pavement and approached them, with Clarke still in his arms. He ran straight up to him and pretty much jumped into interrogation-mode: "What happened? Is she okay?"

Murphy looked down at Clarke, which he automatically did as well before he silently took ahold on Clarke and put her into his arms where she undeniably belonged, appeared unsure for a second before he nodded his head. "As far as I know she's okay, but the guy on the ground probably isn't considering the fact that he hasn't moved and the docs just pronounced him. And as for what happened I don't know exactly what happened. All I know is that after I talked with you I called Monty, who by the way still doesn't like me or trust me despite the fact he have known me for years and that I came to help out by your request, but nevertheless he told me saw Clarke and the dude on the ground fighting or wresting on the ledge close to the fire escape and he feared that they were going to fall off. So I stole a moving truck, drove it here parked it just in time because the next minute they both were falling down and landed on the roof. Clarke landed on the roof, still alive but covered in blood and bruises, meanwhile our mystery guy landed first on the roof then rolled off and landed on the pavement."

Oh my God, I almost don't want to know what caused those injuries, but unfortunately I have a good idea as to the who and what, which is why that dead guy should be blessed that he isn't alive anymore because otherwise he would experience my wrath for what he did to my love.

Bellamy shook his head, instantly removing himself from the thoughts of revenge and anger that he felt towards the man who tried to kill Clarke, and instead focused on the attention she was in desperate need for. Doctors, nurses and other staff members were swirling around the scene, but only few was on standby, ready to assist once he gave the word and released Clarke into their hands. Reluctantly, he gave the word, only to give her one last kiss on her forehead before he handed her over. Then seconds later her body was moved back into the hospital to take care of her. Meanwhile he was left to deal with the situation that was bound to cause the attention of Pike and the rest of the police department. Even though he wanted nothing more to be by Clarke's side, especially in a time where he knew better than anyone else that she needed him the most. Continue to fight to survive, Clarke. I promise you that I'll be by your side as soon as I can. Just give me some time and then we will be together again to figure everything out.

Everything was just one huge blur to her. Flashing lights, familiar as well as unfamiliar voices and disturbing background noise was pretty much what she was able to decipher over what was going on around her. Even though she couldn't comprehend what exactly was going on, she knew that she wasn't dead. At least not right now, but then again anything could happen, right?

That's really optimistic of you, Clarke. Really, you can't think of anything in this situation you have gotten yourself in? Clarke thought to herself, finding herself to be incredibly stupid and ridiculous over her lack of positivity about anything concerning herself or anything around her. Nonetheless she waited and listened in the darkness of her unconsciousness for what seemed like months, maybe even years, until something in her world shook her from the darkness.

"Clarke, you got to wake up…."

She recognized the voice immediately, especially since something from within warmed just by the sound of his voice. Bellamy, he was there? When did he come back? Her last question remained unanswered because he continued to talk to her, with this warm, gentle, pleading tone in his voice. "Please…Princess, don't play hard to get now. You are no damsel in distress, so don't start act like one now and demand me to kiss you like some Prince Charming because we both know that I'm not.

The thought made her both smile and laugh, knowing fully well that neither he nor she saw him as some sort of knight in shining armor. Not that she didn't think he didn't have those qualities, because he honestly did have them and more, but he just never believed that he was this beacon of goodness that came with the role. Bellamy was more a guardian and a warrior than a simple knight, which is more than she could ever ask for in a partner and the man she was completely and unconditionally in love with.

God, you think so highly of yourself, Bell. Clarke thought with fake annoyance. But you're right. I'm not some damsel in distress, so I better do something to prove that I am exactly not a damsel that needs rescuing.

In the movies, when you see someone in a comatose state or pretty much in limbo land, there is always a light that is supposedly what's there to guide you to the afterlife or back to reality or whatever, but in real life that didn't happened. Don't ask her what or how to describe it, because there were no words that could describe the sensation and experience, but something happened and the next thing she knew she saw the darkness disappear and was replaced with a bright light when she slowly and heavily opened her eyes.

His heart was uneasy, but his conscience remained clear despite the actions he had been forced acting upon. As soon as Clarke were out of sight and presence, Bellamy took upon himself to call the closest police department that wasn't connected to Arkaida, which happened to be Olympia Police Department and Miller old work place, and informed that he had evidence against his department and requested back-up in arresting the cops, among them his own boss Pike, behind it for conspiracy as well as any other charges that has yet to be discovered. And as it turns out Olympia PD didn't waste time showing up, helping him and Miller arresting Pike as well as his most loyal followers, and take control over the messed up situation.

Normally he would have felt annoyed or frustrated that he left others to do his job, but after the day he has been through from shocking revelations of evidence to another attempt on Clarke's life and from the looks of it possibly successful this time he felt absolutely drained. So once Clarke was out of surgery again he stayed with her, inside her now heavily guarded hospital room, and kept her company. He talked and caressed her gently, hoping that she would wake up soon otherwise he wouldn't know what to do with himself if she died on him now. Sure, his world has been and still is around Octavia, but Clarke held an important spot in his world, though not equal to his sister's but not so far of either. There's a kind of common ground that only exists between us.

Her mother, Marcus Octavia, Lincoln, Jasper, Raven and Monty visited through out the day, hell even Murphy stopped by for a moment to check up on her, which was weird enough especially after hearing him explain he had gained some sort of new respect towards her despite his casual dislike towards her. Hours went by, and even after visiting hours were over, but he remained sitting in the chair next to her bed and waited patiently for her.

Somewhere along the way he must have fallen asleep because the next time he opened his eyes he was greeted by a pair familiar yet tired blue eyes.

"Clarke…Hey." Really? That's what you are going with?

She gave him a tired sheepish smile and said back, "Hey…"

And the conversation pretty much ended there. But what exactly was he supposed to say? Last time they saw each other and actually talked she ended their relationship and left, only to get almost killed twice on two separate occasions, in a short time period. So it is understandable to be wary how to deal and get through this whole ordeal, right?

Being lost in his own train of thoughts, he barely realized she had said something until she slowly waved her hand in front of his face to get his attention. "Are you still in there or should I request for the other annoyingly handsome guy in my room?"

She thinks I'm annoyingly handsome? His ego sort of boosted upwards, even though she probably was joking just to ease up the tension, which as it turns out worked since he smiled and commented with pride and confidence. "You think I'm handsome?"

"Shut up and lose that stupid grin off your face," Clarke said, rolling her eyes. "You know perfectly what I meant."

He nodded before he felt the easiness evaporate, leaving him to deal with the serious issues that was between them. "Look," He grabbed her left hand and held it inside his own, to reassure and possibly to give both of them strength to continue. "Everything is being handled, the bad guys responsible for keeping the truth about Mt. Weather and trying to kill you, including Pike, is being brought to justice. Thanks to the evidence you left behind."

Clarke didn't say anything at first, only nodding her slightly like she was processing what exactly he was telling her before she finally replied, "There's more evidence I gathered with Maya's help I'll give you the information about where to look afterwards, but right now there is something I have to tell you that I should have told you and everyone else a long time ago."

She took a pause, taking a slow breath, and then resumed explaining whatever she had to say that seemed very important. "You probably know about my investigation as well as Maya and I's kidnapping? What doesn't say in the reports was that the day Mt. Weather incident happened, we were taken somewhere remotely to be punished for letting rumors go around that we were going to expose the truth as well as remind us that if we didn't keep our mouth shut then everyone we cared about would die. Even though I promised Maya that I wouldn't expose Mt. Weather I couldn't pretend what was going on wasn't happening. God, it was my fault that Pike, Mt. Weather got suspicious about us."

Bellamy shook his head, trying really hard to wrap his head around everything as well as keeping his head cool enough to calm her down, which turned out to be a difficult task because she almost seemed like she was reliving the memory as she explained everything. However, once he pulled her and kissed her forehead she relaxed in his arms. "It wasn't your fault, Clarke. You couldn't have known what was going to happen."

She shook her head, tears slowly falling down her cheeks. "Bellamy, I was pregnant at the time, although I wasn't far along and no one knew about it except for Maya and Callie, and I was beaten to a pulp. The beatings resulted with my miscarriage, but what they did to Maya…they executed her, shot her right in the head, killing her instantly. The whole thing was terrible to watch and they told me that you and everyone else I cared about would end up the same way if I didn't shut up and simply disappear. I couldn't let any more people die because of me, so I agreed to the terms and left town. But not without realizing that by accepting their terms meant also taking the blame for what they did to try to cover up."

They made you the scapegoat, the one everyone would blame once the shock of it all diminished. Clearly they made sure to take any necessary precaution to prevent you from coming back and try to expose of them again. But I guess they didn't expect you to come back and start you gallery here despite the hatred you would receive the minute everyone knew your arrival.

He pulled her into an embrace, realizing the news and everything definitely took a toll on him, especially the part about the loss of their child. "I'm still not fully okay with everything you did, hell I'm angry over the fact that you felt you couldn't trust me enough to help you. I mean we were partners Clarke, partners who are supposed to support and help each other no matter what! Yet you lie and run away from me, leaving me with a huge mess to deal with and a town full of questions what happened to you! And it gets only worse when you do get back secretive as ever, almost getting yourself killed in two different occasions in a shot time period, and you continue pushing me away even after we decided to try again and work things out. Then I hear from Monty that you deliberately pushed yourself off that ledge I…"

Clarke's body froze up by the painful reminder and grew all quiet on him like she truly felt ashamed for what she did, which only proved to him that she indeed had tried to kill herself as well as the guy who he only recently learned had been a former resident of Mt. Weather named Emerson. "I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do. He was going to kill you and everyone, making me suffer and feel responsible for your deaths, and I just couldn't let him have the opportunity to kill you. I might be a reckless idiot, but I rather be that than live in a world without you all in it."

Yet you condemned the rest of us to live that life by risking your life to save us. How is that even fair?

Realizing that arguing about it wasn't going to help, Bellamy closed his eyes and sighed heavily for a moment. "Look, I want to be able to really forgive you, but that's not possible, at least not right now. Maybe some day we can be happy again, all of us can be happy again, but until then we'll take one step at the time, okay? I promise you that no matter what we all are going to be happy again. You just have to trust and believe in me."

At that very moment, Clarke's walls finally crumbled down and she broke down in tears, sobbing in pain and mourning. She was finally able to properly deal with everything she had forced herself to shield away for everyone's sake including her own. She muttered heart-aching apologies and gave promises that she was going to work to gain his and everyone's trust as well as finding a way to forgive herself for what she has done, meanwhile he began brushing his hand through her locks, silently crying as well after finally removing the heavy load on his heart that has been there for over three years.

The road towards a better tomorrow and future was long ahead of them, but with time who know maybe they could forgive each other fully for everything that happened in the past and finally be able to be together without carrying the overload of baggage that has been weighing both of them for a long time?

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Also I like to add that there are and will be grammar errors in this story, I had forgotten to mention before, and not a perfect writer and I don't have a Beta to fix it for me (which I have no intention on getting anyways), so if people have issues with that then you just have to live with it, okay? I write and release this mainly to entertain you guys as well release some of my creativity.

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Okay, another reviewer asked me some time ago how much longer this story is and I'm happy to tell you that I have recently finished writing the entire thing, which is 33 chapters in total. So I'm going to be releasing the last few chapter more rapidly, about two-three times a week. And as for other news I'm starting on another Bellarke story, so once this one is officially completed I'm hoping to be working on more chapters on it before I release for you guys to read it. Nonetheless stay tuned for more.

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