I wrote this chapter today and couldn't wait to put it up. I did my best editing, sorry if there are glaring mistakes.

Thank you for reading!

I don't own anything.

-KJ

Clarke

Clarke took a deep breath before she entered the medical station to talk to her mom. She still didn't know what she was going to say about everything, let alone what she felt about it but she couldn't avoid this conversation any longer. She entered and found Abby stitching a wound on a young man. It looked like he had cut himself deep on his leg.

"Don't forget to use the seaweed I showed you." Clarke said as she handed her mom a bowl of crushed seaweed.

Abby looked at Clarke for moment before taking the bowl.

"Yes, of course. Thank you Clarke."

Clarke felt awkward with her own mother. As Abby finished with the young man, Clarke almost dreaded to be alone with her, but before she could gather her thoughts the young man was limping out of the room. Abby had her back to her as she washed her hands when Abby spoke up.

"Bellamy said you were resting and no one was to bother you. He was quite demanding actually. Didn't know I would have to have permission to see my own daughter."

Clarke rolled her eyes at her mom's passive aggressiveness.

"Bellamy is good leader, mom. He just wanted me to get rest since I keep puking." Clarke regretted saying anything the second it left her mouth.

Abby turned and rushed to her evaluating her vitals and checking her forehead for a fever.

"How often are you getting sick? Any other symptoms?"

"Mom. I'm fine." Clarke's voice held a little too much venom than she meant.

"Wait a minute." Abby paused. "How did Bellamy know you were getting sick? Is that where you slept last night? With him?"

Clarke couldn't keep the red from creeping up her neck to her cheeks.

"Yes but it was so late when we returned that.."

Abby cut her off.

"Clarke, are you sleeping with Bellamy?"

Clarke groaned.

"I slept with him in the same tent one night, mom. We have more important things to discuss."

"Clarke you know what I meant. Are you having sex with Bellamy?"

"No mom! Seriously?"

"Well Clarke I have to ask. Have you had sex with anyone since landing?"

Clarke realized that her mom thought she was pregnant.

"I'm not pregnant mom."

"That's not an answer."

"Yeah okay mom. I've had sex. Once! With Finn. But I am not pregnant!"

"How do you know sweetie?" Abby's voice was suddenly soft.

"When I was in Mount Weather I had my cycle. Plus the implant is supposed to work for years."

Abby nodded at Clarke but didn't say anything so Clarke nervously started to ramble.

"I'm serious mom. And out of everything they gave me white pants to wear! Ridiculous. Whoever thought white pants were a good idea should be slapped. I will say the resources they have at Mount Weather made it much more bearable than being in the woods on your period." Clarke kept wringing her hands.

"So you're not pregnant?" Abby asked.

Clarke shook her head. For her mom being a doctor she was really thick at the moment.

"No. It's just from stress. Can we please discuss more important matters?"

"Yes." Abby took a step back away from Clarke. "What happened at the village?"

Clarke told her mom everything she knew about what had happened. She talked about the injured, the other grounders Bellamy told her they had encountered before, and her dad's watch. She tried to give her mom some perspective on all the encounters they had with the grounders since the landing. Anya. Lincoln. She tried to give her as much information as possible so that a fair and just decision could be made.

Clarke finished by saying, "We've all been through a lot here mom. Things that teens should never have to deal with."

"You're right. I have to ask Clarke what would you do with him?"

Clarke knew she would have to answer this question but it was also surprising that her mom was essentially asking for Clarke's advice. She took a few moments to think before answering.

"Honestly, I hope for mercy. Finn is not the same person he was when we landed. None of us are. But he murdered innocent grounders causing us more problems with the grounders. Peace seems like an impossibility now and for that he should be punished. I would let him live but he would be forced to work on the camp in whatever capacity saw fit. He shouldn't have access to weapons either." Clarke took a couple deep breaths and hoped that her mother took her opinion into consideration.

"Thank you Clarke. I know this is hard considering your relationship with Finn."

"He's my friend." Clarke had no idea why she emphasized that they were just friends but she did.

"We will hold a council meeting and then hold Finn and John Murphy for questioning." Abby headed out the door but stopped. "Clarke, I am so proud of you. I know this has been hard for you. I thought you should know, you are 18 now and will be considered an adult but you are still my daughter. My baby girl."

"I missed my birthday. I totally forgot." Clarke said very quietly.

"Yeah it was 2 weeks ago. Happy Belated Birthday Clarke." Abby stepped towards Clarke to hug her. Clarke let her but couldn't bring herself to hug back considering the awkward conversation they had. So Abby finished the hug and moved out of the room.

"Hey mom! Wait up." Clarke called and stopped her in the door to outside. "I'm going to hold you to that."

"To what?" Abby asked.

"Treating me and the rest of the hundred like adults." Clarke gave her mom the most stern glare she could muster to show how serious she was. She was pleasantly surprised to be asked about the incident and her opinion on how to handle it but she also knew her mom was desperate to get back in Clarke's good graces. Abby only nodded at this and walked away. Clarke rubbed her hand down her face. There were so many stressful things on earth like trying to keep everyone alive but her mother was a contender for being the worst.

Clarke grabbed some nuts and berries and headed to the engineering station to find Raven. As she got closer she heard a familiar voice bickering with another that she didn't recognize. She knocked on the metal door frame to announce her presence. Raven turned and rushed towards Clarke.

"Clarke! I heard you were back." Raven gave Clarke a tight hug and Clarke hugged back. She was relieved that Raven was so welcoming.

"Yeah. We marched through the night. Then I had to talk to my mom." Clarke felt the room get slightly awkward at the indirect mention of Finn. Clarke was busy cursing herself in her head when a throat clearing shook her out of it.

"We never officially met the last time you were here." A tall guy with light brown shaggy hair and a goatee walked around a work bench and held out his hand to her. "I'm Wick."

"Hi I'm Clarke. Thank you for helping us get out before." Clarke shook his hand. Wick smirked which made Clarke think of another smirk she wished to see right now.

"Of course. I got to keep my mechanic happy. Plus from the way Raven talks about you, you'll be my new boss in no time."

Clarke looked at Raven who seemed like she was semi-embarrassed but returned a smile.

"Well I have to meet with Sinclair with some communication ideas. See you ladies later." With that Wick headed out of the room with a bow.

After he was gone Clarke spoke.

"He's..uhh…interesting." Clarke laughed. Raven rolled her eyes.

"He's so fucking weird." Clarke and Raven laughed even harder. Clarke was so grateful for moments like these. Raven got back to work on some of their walkie talkies and Clarke took a seat on a stool.

Clarke didn't want to dampen the mood but she had to ask.

"Have you seen Finn?"

Raven sighed but answered.

"Yeah. He was a zombie this morning. I don't think he even tried to sleep. It was made more awkward with Murphy hovering."

"Sorry about that." Clarke said referring to Murphy.

"It's fine. You were there, I wasn't. I trust you."

Clarke was taken aback by the comment. Raven continued to talk.

"Something has snapped in him Clarke, but that doesn't mean it's your fault."

Here Raven was comforting Clarke when Clarke was the 'other woman' that Finn was looking for and at the same time Clarke was mad at Finn for putting them in this position.

"Raven." Clarke said tentatively. "Thanks for everything. I mean you've been so understanding of the whole thing with me and Finn when you could've kicked my ass. I would not have blamed you either."

Raven butt in.

"Clarke you didn't know. Finn is the one who needed the ass kicking." Clarke noted the past tense but continued.

"I know but still. And now you had surgery on your spine without any pain meds. You kept our camp and now this camp running with anything you can. We wouldn't have gotten this far without you. I really need you to know I appreciate everything. I really hope we can friends." Clarke felt like a dork but she had to say it.

Raven laughed and Clarke instantly felt stupid.

"Clarke we are friends dummy. You're our fearless leader. I am glad we met minus the circumstances." Raven chuckled.

Clarke smiled back wholeheartedly. Clarke never had many girlfriends. Wells was her best friend but he had never understood her fully.

"How is your leg by the way? It looks like you're getting around way better." Clarke gestured to her leg.

"It's good for a bum leg. Wick actually designed this brace but of course I made some much needed improvements. It allows me to move. I can't run yet but I'll get there."

They fell into a comfortable silence as Raven tinkered with her project and Clarke ate her small meal. Clarke was thinking about her conversation with her mom. Clarke hesitated thinking it was too early in their brand new friendship but said what was on her mind anyway.

"So my mom thought I was pregnant."

Raven laughed for a few moments but quieted and asked.

"Are you?"

"Uh hell no. I just keep throwing up. It's just nerves and stress. I'm fine. But that conversation almost killed me. So awkward. She thought it was Bellamy's."

"Oh my god!"

Then both of them burst into laughter. Raven had tears in eyes and Clarke had trouble staying on the stool she was sitting on. Clarke felt a heat in her stomach when thinking about Bellamy and then to think having sex and then child with him; it made Clarke dizzy.

"I know can you imagine?" Clarke said as Raven continued to laugh.

"Imagine what?" Clarke jumped at the deep husky voice and turned to see Bellamy as if on cue. Raven just laughed harder but Clarke could only muster a half-hearted chuckle as she found her breathing labored. She told herself to get it together.

"Oh nothing." Clarke mumbled. Raven picked up on Clarke's sudden nervousness.

"Just something embarrassing about Wick."

Bellamy eyed the two girls for a few moments and Clarke looked anywhere but those deep chocolate brown eyes. Bellamy just shrugged and leaned against the table next to Clarke and crossed his muscular arms across his chest.

"Feeling better Princess?" He asked looking down at her.

Clarke could only nod as she nibbled on the last of her nuts.

"How did the talk go with your mom?"

Clarke was relieved that they topic was back to business. This she could handle. She told both Bellamy and Raven what her mother and she had discussed, including her recommendation. Raven looked appreciative and Bellamy just nodded in agreement with a stern look on his face. Clarke began discussing ideas for the trip to Mount Weather. She wanted nothing more than to get the 47 back. She had nightmares of Jasper and Monty hanging upside down being drained. She couldn't let that happen.

As they discussed the changes to the walkie talkies Raven had been working on a tall slender dark headed girl appeared in the doorway. Raven stopped talking and looked up at her.

"Bellamy?" The girl squeaked. Clarke didn't like how she said his name.

Bellamy stood up awkwardly and Clarke wondered why he was acting funny.

"Hi, uhh…" Bellamy obviously didn't know her name.

"Mel" The girl answered.

"Mel." Bellamy repeated. "How are you feeling?"

"Much better. Thank you. I'm glad you're back. I never got a chance to thank you for saving my life." Mel stepped forward and touched Bellamy's forearm. Clarke felt her stomach clench and told herself that it was just the stress again. Clarke then caught Raven's eyes and shared a look. It definitely said 'Who the hell is this bitch'. Clarke had to bite her lip not to laugh out loud.

Bellamy turned causing Mel's arm to fall to her side.

"Mel is the only survivor from the factory station crash." Bellamy said to Clarke and Raven.

"Wow lucky girl." Raven said with a sassy smile on her face but Mel didn't seem to notice.

Clarke hadn't recognized the girl in front of her. When Clarke saw Bellamy that day she didn't notice anything or anyone else. But now as the girl stood in front of her clean Clarke had to admit she was cute, which immediately made Clarke dislike her even more.

"Lucky Bellamy was there to save me off that cliff." She smiled and moved closer to Bellamy.

Clarke was definitely going to puke. She caught Raven rolling her eyes. The girl was oblivious to the other two girls' reactions though, with her focus 100% on Bellamy.

"I actually have a favor to ask of you." Mel said looking up at Bellamy through her eyelashes. "I've finally been released by Chancellor Griffin from medical but I don't have anywhere to sleep."

Clarke was moving off of her stool before she knew it and headed behind the table by Raven. She played it off by looking at the parts on Raven's table, even though she had no idea what any of it did. This Mel girl had no shame. Clarke's mind went to the night before. She had stayed in Bellamy's tent and they both were practically naked. She knows that it was for practical reasons and that Bellamy was comforting her. He was her partner through and through but Clarke had to tell herself that didn't mean that there were romantic feelings there. Sure they cared about each other but by the looks of scene in front of her, she had to get over whatever crush she had developed on Bellamy. Which if she was honest with herself it so much more than a crush. She had to focus on their jobs.

Bellamy spoke bringing Clarke out of her thoughts.

"I uhh could help put up a tent for you."

Clarke and Raven both caught the second of disappointment on her face but she replaced with a smile and curled her arm with Bellamy's pulling him out of the room.

"Oh Bellamy that would be amazing. You're amazing. Thank you."

Bellamy shot Clarke a look of confusion and one that said 'help me'. Clarke wondered if Bellamy would go back to his old ways. Maybe this girl just wasn't his type. Maybe she was. She thought back to the night they held hands and talked. She remembered him kissing her hand. She had told him indirectly that she liked him. Maybe she had been too vague and he was being playful and cocky joking with her about being her favorite. Then her face got hot when she thought of how they slept next to each other and the feeling of his strong chest against her back. His strong arms kept her anchored last night. She had to admit she slept really good next to him. She stared at their retreating backs. They could hear Mel's giggle fading away. Clarke didn't know what to think but she did know she would have to find another place to sleep tonight.

"Can you say trying too hard?" Raven joked.

Clarke tried to muster a laugh.

"Hey Raven. Can I crash with you tonight?"

Raven was already back to work.

"Yeah of course. Don't want to be around your mom." Raven assumed. Clarke nodded because she was right and not mentioning the other person she was now avoiding. Raven tinkered for a little bit but the light in the room was fading as the sun set. She put stuff down and smiled at Clarke.

"Let's get a drink."

Clarke was so thankful for Raven right now. There was nothing she could do about Finn or the 47 at Mount Weather tonight so why not have a drink or two with her new friend.

Bellamy

The next day Bellamy was not in a good mood. The day before he had helped that Mel girl set up her tent and got annoyed with her constant advances. The old Bellamy would have jumped at the chance for a night with the eager girl but he wasn't the old Bellamy. He remembered how Clarke moved away from him when Mel had insinuated sleeping together. He wished he would have said something to let Clarke know nothing was going to happen with the girl. He was just trying to help. After he built the tent for her he looked around for Clarke. He found her with Raven by one of the many fires set up throughout the camp. Her face was flushed from what Bellamy assumed was moonshine in her cup. She was giggling with Raven. He was glad she was feeling better and having a good time. She had been holding all the weight of everything on her shoulders. When he finally caught her eye the smile on her face slowly slipped into a thin line. Bellamy hated this reaction from Clarke. He didn't want to pull her away so he had just gone back to his tent alone. He waited up for hours hoping she would come in but she never did. Bellamy guessed he had only gotten a couple hours of sleep.

Bellamy headed to relieve Murphy of watching Finn but found that they both were being questioned by Clarke's mom and the rest of the new council so he found himself wondering. He was lost without a job to do. The guard were taking care of the security and fence. He suddenly missed Miller. He knew him and Clarke needed to discuss the plan for Mount Weather. He first went by the medical station to see if Clarke was there but it was empty. Then he went to the engineering station where he had seen her with Raven the day before, but he only found Raven and Wick arguing about something. They didn't even stop when he came in and sat on one the stools. When they finally stopped bickering Bellamy spoke up.

"Have you seen Clarke?" Bellamy fiddled with some piece of scrap that was in front of him.

Raven shrugged.

"Did you check medical?"

Bellamy just gave her a look. Of course he checked medical.

"Well this morning she was talking about gathering some more plants for her mom since she's the only one that knows what they need." Bellamy stiffened.

"Like she went outside of camp?" Clarke was so stubborn. Why didn't she come ask him to take her?

"Yeah that's where the plants are." Raven replied sarcastically.

Bellamy cursed whatever he did to deserve to be surrounded by women with such sharp tongues. He moved to get up but Raven stopped him.

"Hey she'll be fine. She can take care of herself. I need your help with something. Put this on the table. Gently."

Bellamy bit back his reply and lifted the large contraption from the floor to the table.

"Sooo… How's Mel?" Raven asked not looking at him but digging for tools.

"Wh-What?"

"You know Mel. The girl all over you yesterday. The one that propositioned you right in front of us."

Wick spoke up. "My man! Tell me your secrets." He was leaning back in a chair with his legs up on a table of the other side of the room.

"Sorry Wick I don't think any amount of coaching from Bellamy would help your game." Raven teased. "Plus Bellamy saved that girl's life. I guess that's reason enough to sleep with someone."

"I didn't sleep with her. I just helped with her tent." Bellamy almost growled.

"That's good." Raven said.

"And why's that good." Bellamy had to ask.

"Because I can tell there is something going on with you and Clarke. If you had been stupid enough to do something with that desperate chick it would have been bad news for you buddy." Raven shook a wrench at him.

"Wait..Does Clarke think something happened?" Bellamy was suddenly worried what Clarke thought about yesterday's awkward exchange between him and Mel.

"I'm trying to uphold our girl code right now but she said that she didn't have any claim on you but she hoped that you didn't do anything." Raven paused. Bellamy ran his hands through his hair frustrated. "Bellamy, you should know I told her about what happened between us."

Bellamy shot his head up looking Raven dead in the eye. He was upset but he knew it was only fair to Clarke that she know everything about him. He only wanted to be the one to tell her everything.

Wick spoke up. "What happened between you guys?"

Raven and Bellamy answered at the same time. "Nothing!"

Wick raised an eyebrow at the two but didn't push it. Raven continued.

"Look don't worry. I told her the situation. She was calm and understood. She still feels guilty about sleeping with Finn, which is ridiculous. But it wouldn't hurt if you talked to her or showed her that you're serious about her. You are serious about her right?"

Bellamy couldn't believe that he was talking about these things out loud with these people. The Wick guy he didn't even know and Raven well had been a one-time thing and now acquaintance. Before he could even nod Octavia walked in.

"Serious about who? Clarke?" Octavia smirked at him. It was like having a mirror but in girl form.

Seriously did everyone know he was crazy about Clarke? Bellamy just sank his head into his hands and tried to get control of his emotions. Octavia walked over and nudged him with her shoulder.

"She's back. I just saw her going to the medical station. She'll be alone for a while." Octavia said the last bit quietly for Bellamy only. Bellamy loved his sister to death but she was too much like him for her own good.

Bellamy mumbled 'thanks' and walked out of the room. He shoved his nervous hands into his pockets. He hated to admit but they were right. He needed to go talk to Clarke. This time he wouldn't hold back. He was going to tell her how he felt. Bellamy only hoped that he still had a chance to become Clarke's favorite person on earth.

When he got to the medical station, Octavia had been right she was by herself. Once he saw her long blonde hair his nervousness was gone but was replaced with desire. She had her back to him. She was busy removing plants and seaweed from several bags, laying it out to dry on the table. She turned and jumped at the sight of him.

"Fuck Bellamy!" She had one hand on her chest and the other was resting on her knife that she had on the table. "You can't just sneak up on people like that anymore. That's an easy way to get killed." Bellamy smirked. He loved when Clarke cursed. She had been so prim and proper but she had the mouth of a sailor these days. He ignored what she said.

"Heard you went out of the camp." Bellamy laughed when Clarke immediately rolled her eyes and got back to sorting her plants.

"I had a guard, even though I really didn't need him. He was so fucking loud stomping around. It would've been better if I had been by myself." Clarke got annoyed easily with other people. Bellamy was thankful he got to know her quirks.

"Of course you would have, Princess." Bellamy moved up behind her close enough that he breathed on her neck but they weren't touching. Bellamy's voice got low. "But you know what would have been better? If you had gotten me to go with you." Bellamy smiled when Clarke shivered.

Clarke's voice wavered only slightly when she spoke.

"I figured you were busy. You know having so many fans and what not." At that Bellamy took a step forward pushing flush against her back.

He whispered in her ear.

"Well I am a hero you know." Bellamy couldn't help but tease Clarke. He loved every second that they bantered and finally telling her his feelings wouldn't be any different. Clarke scoffed and pushed off of him turning to face him and took a step back but her back hit the table she had been working at. Bellamy took the opportunity to block her in by putting his hands on either side of her on the table behind her. Clarke's eye sparked with fire.

"I don't care what you do, or who you do Bellamy, as long you are focused when I need you to be." Clarke poked him in the chest repeatedly as if trying to dig her words into him.

"You don't mean that." He kept his smirk on his face but he was praying that he was right about all this.

"Oh I don't?! Well please enlighten me on what I mean then." Clarke was shouting in his face. Her cheeks were pink as she was getting worked up.

Bellamy was going for it. He began to slowly inch his face towards hers, keeping his eyes on her fiery blue ones the whole time.

"Well for starters." He leans in closer and places one light kiss near her left ear. He takes her gasp as a cue to continue. He kept his voice low.

"You do care what I do."

Kiss, left cheek.

"You like yelling at me."

Kiss, left temple.

"Telling me what to do."

Kiss, forehead.

"You like fighting with me."

Kiss, right temple.

"But you do care who I do."

Kiss, right ear. He pauses at her ear.

"Clarke, nothing happened."

His hands slowly left the table and moved to her hips. Bellamy wanted her to know how much he wanted her and only her. He was so close to her lips but he was going to tell her first.

Kiss, right cheek.

"There's only one girl I want."

Kiss, tip of her nose.

"Clarke." Bellamy said because Clarke's eyes had fluttered shut. She opened her eyes that were full of so much emotion but one that was clear was a matching desire. She bit on bottom lip and it took everything in Bellamy to not take her right then.

"I don't want anyone else. You're all I think about. When I thought you could be dead, I couldn't breathe. I never want to feel that way again. I want to be whatever you need but I want you Clarke. I need you."

Bellamy waited a second before moving to Clarke's lips, but before he could, Clarke beat him to it. Clarke reached up and grabbed the collar of his jacket pulling him down to her. Their lips crashed against each other. Bellamy didn't even notice the pain. It was better than any fantasy he ever had of her. Her lips were soft and warm and she tasted like mint and something sweet. Bellamy wrapped his arms around her pulling her soft body to his. Clarke's hands snaked their way to Bellamy's hair and pulled. Bellamy groaned at the sensation and Clarke took advantage of his parted lips. Her tongue met his and Bellamy felt like he was melting. Clarke was dominating his mouth with her kiss. Bellamy gave her a few moments before he turned the tables because her forcefulness had rushed all the blood to his crotch. She was so amazingly hot when she was in control.

Bellamy pulled away but kissed down her jawline and to her neck. He knew he found a sensitive spot by the way Clarke gasped and let her head fall back. With her off balance Bellamy grabbed her by her thighs lifting her and Clarke wrapped her legs around his waist. He set her on the table behind her. Some plants and bags fell to the floor but neither of them cared. Clarke moved her hands to his chest and then pushed his jacket off. Bellamy was more than willing to comply. He let his jacket fall off his arms and to the floor, he moved to do the same to Clarke's jacket. When the article clothing was removed Bellamy got a better view of Clarke's breasts where the cleavage showed a little bit in the v-neck blue shirt she had on.

Distracted Bellamy let Clarke take control once again as she grabbed his hips and pulled him closer. He growled in appreciation as she began to roll her hips on him. He knew she could feel his now very evident erection. Bellamy was only vaguely aware that someone could walk in at any moment. He felt Clarke's small hands underneath his shirt feeling at his abs. He couldn't help but get an ego boost as she moaned as her hands explored more muscles, lifting his shirt in the process. Bellamy had been in shape on the Ark but Earth had demanded so much more physically and he had the muscles to prove it. In return he let his hands roam Clarke's body. She was soft and curvy in all the right ways. Bellamy knew that she needed to take more care of herself though and made a mental note to make sure she had a good dinner that night. Bellamy caressed her right breast and Clarke arched into his touch. He held her face in his other hand, resting his forehead on hers to let them catch their breath.

"You're so beautiful."

Clarke smiled and breathed heavily. Her eyelids her heavy with lust. Bellamy pulled her in again for a searing kiss he moved to remove the annoying shirt the kept him from seeing her beautiful body as she was doing the same when there was a yelp at the door.

Bellamy turned protectively shielding Clarke even though she had all her clothes on he didn't want whoever it was to see her so messy and aroused. The owner of the yelp was Jackson, Abby's right hand man in the medical tent who immediately turned around and apologized.

"I'm sorry Clarke. I… uhh.. we can go over the plants tomorrow. Okay?"

Clarke peeked out from behind Bellamy's shoulder. She almost squeaked her answer.

"Okay. Thanks Jackson." He left without another word. Clarke laughed and Bellamy turned back facing her.

"What's so funny?" Bellamy raised an eyebrow at her. Clarke shook her head.

"There's no way my mom is going to believe that we aren't sleeping together now."

"She thought we were sleeping together." It wasn't a question, he just repeated her words. Of course she had spent the night in his tent he could understand her mom's worry. For the first time he hadn't done what people assumed, not yet anyway.

It was then when both of them realized that the sun had gone down and it was now dark in the room. Clarke rested her head against Bellamy's chest breathing slowly. Bellamy was attempting to slow his own heart rate. He would need a few minutes to get the situation in his pants under control. Clarke broke the silence.

"She spent half the time we talked this morning accusing me of being pregnant with your baby."

"What? Why?"

Clarke leaned back. Bellamy's eyes were adjusting to the dark and could make out her face.

"The whole getting sick thing had her panicking."

"But you're not right?"

"No Bellamy I am not pregnant." Clarke laughed a laugh that told Bellamy she was rolling her eyes at him. He was too busy thinking of Clarke with Finn and it made him sick and angry. The idea of her having Finn's baby, especially after everything was too much. She moved forward to slide of the table but Bellamy was too slow to move out of the way. He was brought out his thoughts with her body sliding between him and the table. Bellamy couldn't control the groan that escaped his throat when she slid her body down his. He would need a few more minutes for sure.

"Sorry." Clarke apologized and slipped away to turn on a lamp.

"I have a funny feeling that you're not really." Clarke just laughed and moved to pick up the plants that had fallen to the floor. Bellamy shut his eyes and thought of anything he could that would kill the mood. After Clarke had gotten everything put back she grabbed her jacket and handed him his from the floor.

"Thank you Princess." Bellamy was feeling better as she turned off the lamp and they headed out of the Ark station and into the cool evening air.

As they walked across the camp to the camp fire with dinner, Bellamy draped his arm on her shoulders and pulled her into his side.

He whispered, "Was that enough to convince you to stay in my tent tonight?" Bellamy just laughed as Clarke just swatted his chest but he knew her real answer as she leaned up and kissed him quickly before walking on. Bellamy smiled watching her figure ahead of him. That went well, Bellamy thought and jogged after her to catch up.

A/N-Woohooo! I finally had to make something happen. I hope you liked the kiss. Also apologies if the factory station girl isn't named Mel. Writing in the middle of the night is perhaps not the best thing when looking for details. Anyway I'm also seriously considering changing the rating to M for maybe some sexy chapters. Any feedback would be appreciated. Thanks again!