Chapter 8
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"Hey." Clarke whispered shyly as she walked into the living area of their small home. "I'm sorry about earlier. This is new to me and I don't know how to read the situations very well." She explained.
"We're in the same boat Clarke, but for what it's worth, I like sharing a bed with you." Bellamy blushed, he actually blushed.
"And I like sharing one with you." Clarke bit her lip, unsure how to continue. She decided to take her mother's advice. She walked passed Bellamy who was sitting at the table reading one of their books. She patted his shoulder in an awkward manner before disappearing into the bathroom. She hadn't meant for it to be awkward, it's just how it was.

"We can't waste anymore time. It's going to take too long as it is, I think we've given the couple enough time. We've pushed them together by making the room impossibly cold and from what Abby said, it worked. I like the progress the pair are making and I believe that it could happen naturally but we just don't have that sort of time." Council member Kane pressed.
"I agree." Kaplan was the first to reply, followed by the rest of the council.
"Okay than, we proceed but we keep Dr Griffin out of the loop until it's confirmed a success." Chancellor Jaha commanded.
"It wouldn't matter even if she knew, she's severely out-voted." Kane protested, not wanting to keep it a secret.
"It's her daughter we are about to experiment on, it goes against everything we've always believed. I don't like this, Markus, and neither should any of you." Thelonious shook his head, standing from this seat and turning his back against the council.
"No one like's the predicament we're in and no one likes the solution we've come up with but it's the best one we've got and it's the best way to save the Ark. This should have been thought about years ago and already been put into place. It's going to take years before we even know if it's worked, and decades if it has." Markus argued with reason.
"I don't need to hear it all again." Thelonious spun around. It was harder on him because he watched Clarke grow up, she was best friends with his son and he couldn't imagine doing what they were doing to her to his own son, although he knew if this worked, he would have to.
"It's settled than, we'll knock them out tonight and someone else can do the procedure." Kane announced.

Clarke fell asleep reading one of the books she had read a thousand times over. Bellamy smiled to himself before taking the book from her hands and pulling the blankets up over her shoulders. He switched the lamp off before heading to his bed but when he got there, he decided to skip it. In a few hours he'd only have to take the blankets from his bed and put them on the double bed before climbing in with Clarke to warm them both up. He switched the lamp back on, added the extra blankets and climbed in bed with Clarke before turning it back off.
"I hope you don't mind Princess, but I'm tired of relocating in the middle of the night. I end up in here with you anyways so why not just start out like this?" He whispered quietly to the darkness. He didn't expect an answer, heck, he didn't even expect Clarke to answer him, he was only talking to himself.
"I was thinking the same thing." She murmured, snuggling into him.
"Shh." Bellamy hushed, placing an ever so small kiss to the top of her head.

Bellamy's eyes shot open when he heard the front door open.
"What—" he wanted to ask what was happening but he didn't have the chance, he fell into a groggy sleep.

"Clarke?" Bellamy croaked. They were in their bed, in their home. He was on his back, Clarke sleeping against his chest.
"Mmm?" She replied, waking up slowly.
"Are you okay?" Bellamy felt groggy, like if he closed his eyes for longer than a quick blink, he would be asleep again.
"Yes, why?" She replied, sounding as groggy as he felt.
"Something doesn't feel right." Bellamy didn't want to disturb her, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something had happened.
"It must have been a bad dream. You're okay." She soothed, running her fingers along his chest in her sleepy state. Bellamy couldn't fight it any longer, he succumbed to the darkness once again.

"You're sure you're okay?" Bellamy asked for the millionth time as he got ready for his first day back on the Guard.
"How many times do I have to tell you, I'm fine. Nothing happened last night, it was only a dream." Clarke replied, for the millionth time.
"I couldn't wake up Clarke, it was more than a dream."
"Okay, calm down. I agree that it was more difficult to wake up than usual but it's highly possible that we were both just exhausted." Clarke reasoned. She had felt like she was in a stupor when Bellamy woke up in the early hours of the morning, however, exhaustion was the only logical explanation she could come up with, especially since Bellamy seemed panicky about the whole ordeal.
"You're probably right. Okay, I'm off. Good luck today Princess." He gave his signature smile before disappearing out the door.
Clarke was left staring after him, lost in thought. He was a very attractive man, his deep brown eyes, dark brown slightly curly hair, his naturally tanned skin and face dusted with light freckles. He was tall and well built, she was grateful that at least she was teamed with someone attractive.

Clarke was working at the Medical station when Chancellor Jaha requested to speak to her privately. "The council have made arrangements for you and Mr. Blake, mostly as a thank you for your cooperation and dedication." He spoke in an official manner.
"As if we had a choice. You would have killed my mother, his sister and probably us if we didn't agree." Clarke rebutted, not wanting to continue the conversation.
"Yes, you're right. I hope you can understand that desperate times call for desperate measures. However, when I say you've cooperated, you haven't fought the situation. You came to terms with it rather quickly and it's been observed that you and Mr. Blake have fallen into a comforting rhythm, it also appears as though love may be blossoming." Jaha sounded high and mighty and all Clarke wanted to do was kick him down a peg or two. "Anyway, as a way of thanking you, the council has arranged for you and Mr. Blake to be moved to Alpha station, where your living quarters will be larger and more comfortable. You'll have access to extra luxuries and Miss. Blake will take over living where you two are now. It is my understanding that she used to mend clothes with her mother, therefore she will continue to do so." Jaha announced, obviously proud of himself.
"So you're letting a sixteen year old girl live, after arresting her for being born. How generous of you." Clarke commented, rolling her eyes. "Forgive me, Chancellor. It was a rough night and I feel somewhat testy today. Your generosity towards my husband and I is greatly appreciated." Clarke fixed, the last thing she wanted was to make him mad.
Chancellor Jaha gave Clarke a piece of paper with her new room number on it and informed her that the change in living situations was affective immediately. She was to take the rest of the day off to move their belongings. Bellamy would join her shortly but she was to begin without him