Disclaimer: I do not own The 100 or the characters in it. They are owned by Kass Morgan
Author's Note: I know it's been FOREVER but I just started school again and I'm working 40 hours a week and just...ARGH lol I finally got some creative energy going on. Hope everyone likes.
EmLouD: I hope that's a good haha!
Morgzorg : Thank you so much! I'm happy you stumbled onto my story
365: Hope you like the little Bellarke in this. I really wanted more Lincoln and Clarke friendship I hope they show more next season
jadedgurl2 : THANK YOU SO MUCH! I'm glad you like the slow burn Bellarke. This is a little forward but I think it was time
Terinkaa : Glad you liked it! I love a jealous Bellamy but I like goofy Bellamy more :wink:
Wright : I COMPLETELY agree with you about Lincoln and Clarke. They have such great chemistry as friends. I was actually thinking of my next story being a Modern AU and having them be siblings (adoptive)
Sparksy97: Only mentions of Monty in this chapter but more of him coming I PROMISE!
XOXOX
The next morning, Clarke woke up with a pounding headache. The sun shining through her tent felt a hundred times brighter since yesterday. She hesitantly tried lifting her head but quickly lied back down when the pain only increased. She closed her eyes tightly and wished she didn't drink so much last night.
"Here. I brought you something to help with the pain." A whisper of a voice made her open one of her eye.
It was Lincoln and he standing a few feet from her make shift bed. He looked at her sheepishly yet with a little amusement in his eyes. He was holding a steaming up of something in his giant hand, waiting for her to give him permission to move in closer.
She wanted to say something but could only let out a little moan. She opens her other eye and sees him laughing at her a little.
"You...can move closer. Not 'fraid." She muttered as she tried to sit up again. Lincoln moves in closer and smiles gently at her. It made him happy to hear she clearly wasn't afraid of him like some of the other campers were.
"Here." He holds out the cup out to her and she slowly takes it from him.
"What is it?" She asks as she takes a small sip.
"Some leaves and herbs crushed up; it helps soothe pain. I gave your friend Monty the list of ingredients." He answers and she smiles at him before taking a bigger sip.
"Thank you." She says after she finishes her drink, feeling slightly better already. Lincoln nods and takes the cup from her hand.
"You should rest a little. Monty and Octavia are in the med lab taking care of the hurt and both don't want you getting out of bed just yet." He smiles as he tells her, clearly remembering the two protective friends insisting that Clarke works too much and needs to rest.
Clarke shakes her head.
"I can't let them do that. I need to talk to Bellamy about some things for the camps and I'm on bathroom duty today and I can't take advantage of my position in camp." She rambles and gets ready to leave the bed before Lincoln gently puts his hand on her shoulder to stop her.
"I don't think you'd want to do that. You were very intoxicated last night. Bellamy brought you to bed last night after you got a little too...emotional. Octavia came in after her guarding duty and changed you out of your cloths last night so I wouldn't have to. I made her put a blanket over you so. It would be improper for me to see you in such a state." He says awkwardly and she lets out a little laugh.
"Well thank you both for saving my dignity." She jokes with him and he lets out a little laugh as well before handing her her pants.
After she put her pants on under her blanket, something strikes Clarke.
"So what exactly happened last night? I don't remember much." She asked shyly, almost afraid of the answer.
"I'll tell you what I can." He replies as he begins retelling her last night.
(Flashback)
It was almost three hours after Clarke walked away from Bellamy, determined to have a good time and she was happy that for once, she really was. She smiles in thanks at Miller as he hands her yet another glass of moonshine that she was holding with a shaky hand.
She was well past drunk at this point. She was leaning her head on Monty's shoulder and looking at the people around her; Miller, Murphy, Finn, Harper, with Lincoln and Bellamy a little off to the side but still within talking distance. They were all surrounded in a circle; smiling, laughing, and relaxing for the first time in a long time. These were her people. Her friends.
"Do you think you're life has changed for the better since you got arrested?" Harper asks everyone with a dazed expression on her face, since she had just as much to drink as Clarke has and she can see everyone stops talking and genuinely thinking about the answer to her question.
Clarke leans up a little to drown the rest of her drink and tries to sit up but stops when things get dizzy and brings her head back to Monty's comfy shoulder. He has nice shoulders. And pretty hair.
"Well I can't speak for anyone else, but it's definitely been better for me I think." She slurs and nods her head agreeing with herself before anyone can say anything.
Everyone looks at her a little surprised while Lincoln looks at the Sky People curiously. He was not aware these kids were criminals where they come from. Maybe that is why the elder's brought them down here. That was something he found interesting. This group seemed to have more empathy than his had and it was admiring to it but still curious because they were considered bad by their people.
"But why? You had it better than any of us up there." Finn asks pointing his finger to the sky. He wasn't trying to throw Clarke's Ark status in her face but he was actually curious. She ruled the Ark and everyone knew it.
Clarke nods slowly and thinks about how to explain for a minute.
"That's true, but my best friend was hiding under a floor board, her brother, someone I cared 'bout very much, hated me, and no one else would even talk to me. If the Ark wasn't dying, I still would have ended up arrested at some point; I was very reckless up there. I would have killed someone if it meant keeping O or Bellamy safe. Would have been nice though, to have you guys to talk to instead of being alone in isolation for a year." She shrugs awkwardly as she nuzzles her cheek into Monty's shoulder, making him laugh softly before he wraps his arm around her shoulder. She can see her answer sobers everyone up a bit but Clarke couldn't bring herself to care. It was as if an emotional volcano exploded inside her and she just needed to open herself up more.
"Since we came here, I feel like I don't have to hide anymore. Octavia can finally be free and have people know her and Bellamy and I become close and he can show us how smart he really is. Now I have you all! You guys became such great friends. I care about you SO much!" She starts tearing up a little and she can feel Monty rubbing his hand up and down her arm in a comforting manner; knowing no words can express what he wants to say.
All of a sudden, Clarke looks up with tearful eyes and sees Bellamy in front of her. He is looking at her softly. His curly hair almost over his eyes. He has better eyes and hair than Monty.
"Come on Princess. Time for bed." He whispers and all she can do is nod at him as he lifts her into his arms with ease. He mutters something to Lincoln before walking as gently as possible to her tent.
"Goodnight guys!" She calls out and she can vaguely hear them say things back.
Bellamy places her in the middle of her makeshift bed of Earth, animal fur, and an orange blanket. Her pillow was a rolled up jacket and all he wanted to do was give her something better to rest her head on but not wanting to leave her. He is moving her curly hair out of her face and she leans into his touch without realizing it until he moves his hand away.
"Tomorrow, I'm moving you into one of the new cabins." He says and she shakes her head halfheartedly.
"No...younger kids need it more." She mutters trying to keep eye contact but thinks how unfair it is that he's telling her this when she's drunk and can't fight back.
"You need it." He mutters back as his fingers end up back into her wild hair. He was going to have to talk to the camp about agreeing with him before she woke up.
"You know...my life has been better since I got unto the drop ship. I finally got to know you." He whispers and she lets out a a happy sigh.
"You wanna know a secret?" She asks softly as she smiles at him making his stomach go in knots. He knows he should say no, given her current state but he the fact that she has ANOTHER secret kind of annoyed him. He thought they were closer than that!
"Always." He smirks lightly and she laughs a little.
"I had the biggest crush on you when I was younger. It used to kill me to know how much you hated me." Bellamy smiles when she tells him and before he can think about it and leans in and kisses her on the forehead before putting his lips to her ear.
"Wanna know a secret?" He whispers but instead of an answer, all Bellamy hears is her soft snore making him back away.
"I'm pretty sure I have a crush on you now and I'm scared shitless of losing you." He confesses to her sleeping form before he walks out of the tent.
He sees Lincoln just outside her tent flap like he asked him to do, staring at him emotionless as usual. Bellamy knows he heard pretty much everything, the guy had a look in his eyes.
The two men stare at each other for a minute or so before Bellamy nods at the Earth born.
"Please don't say anything." He pleas with the older man and Lincoln just nods before the two make their way to their own beds.
(End of Flashback)
"After Bellamy took you to bed...that was it." He told her about her having a fun night with her new friends, finding out The 100 were technically all criminals, her saying how better her life was, and Bellamy taking her to her tent. He wanted to tell her what he heard Bellamy reveal, but he would not betray Octavia's brother's trust. He figures that Bellamy will tell his co leader when he felt the time was right.
Clarke slowly puts her pants on under her fur blanket as the tea starts to help soothe the pain in her head to a manageable ache.
"Oh, I should probably warn you, Bellamy has ordered some of the men of the camp to move your things to the new cabin." He says and just like he thought, her eyes immediately go wide in shock.
"Oh no they are not! Crap, now I have to go argue with Bellamy about this." She mutters as she smooths down her shirt and tries to make her hair a little tamer.
"Thanks for everything Lincoln." Clarke smiles at him softly and he nods to her as she storms out.
It didn't take long for her to find him. He was with Murphy talking to him as they were on skinning duty. His back was to her and Murphy tries to hold in his smirk at her furious face.
"What's this I hear about me moving into a cabin!?" She blurts out and he turns to her with a grin on his face.
"Why so surprised Princess, you agreed to it last night." He says and she knows he's so full of shit.
"I could be bat shit crazy drunk and STILL say the cabins go to the youngest to oldest. Only exception being if an older person is seriously injured and I am not injured!" She exclaims and lifts her arms up in frustration.
Bellamy puts down his finished skinned rabbit and moves a little closer to her.
"Clarke this isn't up for debate. Everyone else in camp agrees with me that since you are not only co leader, you are our main healer and you need to stay healthy." He says softly and they both look over to Murphy who nods agreeing with Bellamy's statement. At first light, when everyone was hungover, Bellamy ordered a meeting to discuss Clarke moving into a cabin and everyone immediately agreed she should. Clarke has brought them all together, she deserves a little comfort.
"He's right. Even though Bellamy is a dick for not letting me use a gun, he was right when he said you need to stay healthy to keep us healthy." Murphy explains and Bellamy looks at him with a little more respect than normal. Murphy may be very (Very!) reckless, but he had some good intentions.
Clarke glared at the two boys but didn't have the energy to fight anymore.
"I'm not going to win this argument am I?" She asks defeated and both boys shake their heads at her.
"Be happy about it. It's his way to show he cares." He grins at Bellamy who is now the one glaring. Forget what he was thinking about Murphy, the guy was a dick.
Clarke sighs.
"Fine, but only if Bellamy gets a tent too! I'm not going to be the only co leader getting a cabin. There is three rooms in each cabin. You and me can share." She smiles at Bellamy, happy that she came up with this great compromise.
Bellamy's eyes widen a little at the thought of sharing a cabin with her. Now that he finally admitted he liked her, how can he handle being so close yet so far from her.
"Will that be a problem?" Clarke asks hesitantly when she sees his reaction. Maybe he didn't want to spend so much time around her. She must cramp his style when it comes to the young women around camp.
Bellamy's eyes widen even more as he shakes his head.
"No! No...I just mean I'm...surprised you would want to share with me. Makes sense though, if there is an emergency it's better if we are close. Octavia can have the other room...or not." He calms down but grimaces at the thought of the three of them sharing a camp. The three of them together would be awkward as hell. Damn why was he acting like such a dork!?
Clarke nods slowly. He was right, if Octavia shared a cabin with them and two of them were in a fight it would put the spare in the middle and that wouldn't be fair.
"We can ask if someone wants the other room." She nods and Bellamy nods distractedly. Murphy has a far away look in his eyes but neither of them notice.
"So I guess I'll talk to you later? I'm going to the med lab and relieve Octavia and Monty." Clarke smiles sweetly at him and it takes all of his energy to stay in place and not grab her and kiss the daylights out of her.
"Yeah...I'll talk to you later. After we finish, we are going to clean up and move your things to the cabin." He says and she nods at him. Most girls would think that was weird for them to go through her things, but she was not embarrassed about what she owned. It's not like the boys were going to steal her only extra pair of underwear or anything.
"Okay. See you guys later then. Bye Murphy." She says as she walks towards the med bay.
Bellamy turns and looks at Murphy who had the dumbest grin on his face.
"You guys are so pathetically stupid for each other." He states and shakes his head before grabbing the next animal for him to skin. He so had a plan and couldn't wait to talk to Sterling about it.
Bellamy looks at the guy before following his lead.
"Shut up." He mutters back but not arguing with him.
Murphy was right...he was pathetic.
TBC!