39. You Found Me

It took a while to find something he could use inside his cell to pick the lock, even longer to pick the lock itself, but he managed to do it eventually. He use the pins he found that was made to hold his pillow wear together, using every ounce of patient he had in his body to do the task before his actions was rewarded and the door unlocked. And he was even more fortunate enough that the guards didn't put much regard towards him, leaving him to fend for himself and didn't notice him walking out of the cell and began roaming around the halls.

Bellamy didn't believe he possessed much luck, especially considering how things escalated to the point where he and his sister were sent to the ground, but then again the circumstances turned out to be the best thing that had happened to him. If it didn't then he would never have met Clarke and started their relationship together, instead he still would have been the cadet-turned-janitor and she would still be here on the ground with only Lincoln in her personal life. Anyways as he ran as fast and unnoticed through the hallway he realized that he would be an easy target to spot with the clothes he was currently wearing, so he needed to blend in that way it would give him even more time to find Clarke without catching the whole mountain's attention. And according to Lincoln they would have a good monitoring system, which meant that they would soon realize his disappearing act so he had to step on it before the whole circus would show up and place him back in the cell or do something more horrible than being locked inside.

He slowed down his pace and began listening to hear any of the guards and where they would be roaming. This served as a purpose to know exactly where their location was, but also to possibly find out where they changed into their uniforms. At the edge of the corner he stuck his out slightly and carefully and turned left and right to check if the coast was clear when he spotted two guards heading his way from the left side. He instantly pulled back, leaned against the wall and held his breath for the worst, but nothing happened. Instead he heard a door open and shut right after and when he stuck out his head again to check, he found the hall completely empty. Then a few moments later the door on his left side in the other hall opened and the same two guard left in plain clothes and headed back in the same direction that they came from. Just to make sure there was no one else coming or leaving that door, he waited for a few minutes tapping his feet quietly and in an impatient manner before he took the chance and walked into the hallway and opened the door and entered the room.

Once again he was thankful for the luck he was currently receiving, especially when he found out that behind the door was indeed a locker-room, which was currently empty. So without any hesitation he began searching each other lockers to find a uniform that would fit him as well hide most of his appearance from the cameras. The uniform was light beige-colored with a light shirt underneath the west. There was also a beige cap, which was perfect to at least hide his face from the cameras. Once he changed out of his own clothes and put on the uniform he retrieved the gun that followed with it before he left the locker-room and began once again on his search for Clarke.

When Clarke opened her eyes again she almost groaned in pain and frustration to find out that she was back in her cell, but at least this time they had been kind enough to shed some more light into the room. She didn't have to worry about the dark or the voices at the moment, but that meant she could pay more attention to what Dr. Tsing and the Mountain Men had done to her. Looking down on her appearance, she found out that she was no longer wearing the white dress instead she wore a light blue long-sleeved shirt and pants. Despite the circumstances to the clothes change she was happy to be out of that dress, but she shook her head by the silly thought and tried to focus back on the situation at hand. While she still felt nauseated and like her head was about to explode, she began removing the jacket to see the spot where Dr. Tsing had placed the syringe in her before she passed out. However there was nothing that indicated an infection or any other harm done to her, which actually concerned her more seeing as she had no idea what the deal was with testing her blood. What were Cage and Dr. Tsing planning to do with her? When she really thought about it this scheme didn't seem to be something that President Wallace would do. The old man was distrustful and scheming like a fox, no doubt about that, but she found it hard to believe the man would allow human testing for some unknown reason.

However never mind that she knew that what were to come would only be more terrible and painful than what she has ever experienced, so what was she going to do? She lay down on the bed and just stared at the ceiling, thinking over what she was going to do from this point. Now that her mind was clearer, but her mind still haunted and she tried with all her might to ignore, she realized that if she didn't do something she would end up dead here in this mountain and that was possibility she wasn't too keen on experiencing.

"I need to get out of here," She murmured to herself. "But then what am I going to do?"

She sat up and ran a tired hand through her messy locks. No one was going to come and rescue her this time, and she was sure as hell not going to be a damn damsel in distress that Bellamy would tease her with if he had been here. No, she had to do this on her own, but although she was determined with escaping this place, the voices in the back of her head started to pop up again in her mind reminding her of the thoughts she wished for without. Despite the fact that she loved Bellamy, Octavia, Lincoln and the other delinquents the voices was right. She did bring death everywhere she went and she didn't want that to be the reason to lose them, especially Bellamy. So should she ever make it out of this mountain then she would have to leave, in order to protect them all from herself. No matter how much she tried to show that she was strong, in reality she was incredibly weak and she hated herself for it every single day over how weak she was.

He will hate you

That's what the voice had told her, and the thought that her loving and protective Bellamy would come to hate her because of her weaknesses frightened her more than she could ever imagine. He was so strong compared to her, he was willing to do and give up everything for the sake of those he loved, but was he willing to do the same for her? Yes, he would because he cared about her. However he would come to regret it once he found out about her real self, the weak and broken Clarke, who she had tried to desperately to hide from everyone.

She continued to stare into the ceiling, but her mind was everywhere, except on what was in front of her. Then she closed her eyes and sighed heavily, "I love you so much, but I will be the one who will destroy you in the end. If you knew would you still love and care for me the way you do now?"

No one answered her of course, but it didn't matter because in her mind she already knew what was the right answer and it was killing from the inside. Is love supposed to hurt this much?

His plan worked out perfectly, but really what is up with all the hallways? Bellamy thought to himself as he walked down yet another hallway, which led to another hallway. The mountain was like a freaking maze, like those ones he read in his mythology book. There had not been many encounters with other guards or anyone else who lives here, so where in the world would they keep Clarke?

He turned another corner and saw two guards chatting between themselves. Luckily they were too engrossed in their conversation to pay any attention to him, so he continued on his path while eavesdropping on the conversation in hope to find out if they had any clue where Clarke would be.

"I heard that is working on another test subject for her experiment, Blondie," Guard 1 said. "According to the rumors she is the one of the kids, who stayed behind while letting the rest of them escape."

That caught immediately Bellamy's attention. They were talking about Clarke, but he was concerned about this experiment they mentioned. Was it something that would harm and kill her? Was she still even alive? Well, at least according to the guard she must be for now, which is a relief. Now he only had to find her and get them the hell out of here and fast.

"Yeah, but like most of Dr. Tsing's test subjects, this one is likely to die too, I mean no one has ever survived in the long run," Guard 2 replied nonchalantly.

He felt his expression fall into to despair by the sound of that. If what the guards were saying was true then the situation was definitely not good.

"Where are they keeping the Blondie anyway?" Guard 1 asked, the same question Bellamy was dying to know. "Is she still back at Dr. Tsing's lab?"

The other guard just shook his head, "Nah, she is back in her cell a few halls away from here. Dr. Tsing is checking to see if her blood is any useable for what she has plans for and if she isn't then they are going to dispose of her. What is the point holding on to something that can't be of use to anyone?"

Bellamy didn't listen to more of the conversation because his emotions were starting to go haywire. He wanted nothing more than run in the direction of where the guard told him they held her captive and retrieve her, but if he acted impulsively and reckless nothing good would go of it and definitely place him and Clarke in more danger than what they are already in. So instead he calmed himself down enough to the point where his face didn't show how obvious it was that he was riled up with intensified emotions. Then he walked calmly behind them and observed closely the halls where he was walking. After a short while he noticed the heavy metal doors that where on each side of the hall. It must be one of the many holding cells they had, but the question now was which door led to Clarke. He couldn't pick the lock and check of them because that would only draw attention, which meant he needed to narrow down the search, but how exactly was he supposed to do that?

Then he noticed a small glow of light coming from underneath the door, which could indicate that someone was inside. He turned to check if the case was the same for the rest of the cells, but that door appeared to be the only one to have a glowing light on the other side of the door. So he took a chance and began picking the lock, which seemed to come easier now that he had some time use his ability, and moments later the locking mechanism broke down. He let out a relieved sigh before he pulled himself together knowing that she might be on the other side of that door. His hands were trembling as they grabbed the door handle and opened the door carefully. And what he found on the other side was his blonde-haired princess lying on the bed, who began to sit up when the door opened and stared at him with confused eyes.

"Bellamy?" Clarke said unsure, almost like she thought he was a dream or something.

"I'm here, Princess," Bellamy answered with a grin on his face. "I'm here to get you home."

His voice was soft and content, which was enough for her when she got out of the bed and ran to him before she threw her hands around his neck. Her sudden action caught him off guard for moment, but almost immediately he wrapped his arms around her waist and returned the hug.

"It is really you," She whispered in his ear, her breath tickling his ears. "You're real."

"I'm real," Bellamy answered relieved.

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