Chapter 11

Bellamy Point of View

The morning came and the song I had sung to my daughter had been a lie. There were still Reapers everywhere around us. It was too dangerous to try and make a run for it. We were trapped in the car. At least it wasn't freezing inside the car, we made it through the night without either of us getting too cold.

Aurora was hungry and my poor girl needed cleaning. I'd run out of fresh cloth nappies and she had finished the last of the milk in the early hours of the morning. We spent the day telling stories. I made up some magical kingdom story about what life on the Ark was like, for me anyway. It was about how I protected Octavia, how I gained access to the dropship to continue protecting her. How I loathed the Princess with blonde hair at first but how I grew to love her. How I learned that she was the head to my heart, or the heart to my head, I still didn't know which way around we were.

Nightfall was descending upon us and there was no way Rory would make it through the night. She was starving and as a newborn baby, she needed more than water from my canteen. If I didn't at least try to escape, we were surely going to die because her screams would give us away.
I strapped Aurora into the baby carrier and crept out of the car. I held onto her back, supporting her against my chest as I moved quickly, trying to stay low to the ground. I used the trees and the night to hide us from sight. We hiked through the snow, my little girl shivering and crying, my toes freezing and my nose running. "I'm going to get you home Princess." I whispered, kissing the top of her head.

The sun was beginning to rise when I made it back to the village. Aurora was screaming, she had been for a while but I couldn't blame her. She was hungry and cold and she missed her mother and brother.
"Clarke and Jake have been going nuts. If I were you, I'd run the rest of the way." Miller informed me after he opened our log made gate. "Although, looks like little Rory there has also been going nuts so you're probably going nuts. You guys really are a family." He laughed which made me laugh, it was a dry, hoarse laugh but a laugh nonetheless.
My little cottage was dark and silent, which meant that my wife and son were most likely asleep. Wait, did I just say wife? She wasn't my wife, she was…she was my Clarke. Clarke didn't stay asleep for more than a second after we entered, Aurora made sure that mummy would be awake.
"Bellamy!" Clarke called, throwing herself against my chest, gentle enough not to hurt the still screaming Aurora. "Rory!" She pulled her daughter from the black carrier strapped to me. At first, Clarke had hated the nickname, she said it sounded like a boys name but it had grown on her…plus her name was Clarke so she wasn't one to judge. "Hey baby, shhh. Mumma's here." She soothed, rocking her baby while placing a kiss on my cheek.

"I can guarantee you that she needs to be fed and cleaned so while you do the thing that only you can do, I'm going to kiss my son and heat up some water." I kissed her cheek in return before heading to the little room that the twins usually slept in, only to find it empty. I checked our bed and there he was, lying awake on the mattress, hidden under a million blankets. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you." I smiled, laying down next to him for the split second it took to reassure me that he was okay.

"Where were you? I was freaking out." Clarke demanded once our children were asleep and I had showered. Our shower system was another thing to thank Raven and Monty for.
"In a car, like the one you showed me to hide in when the acid fog was still a thing." I explained, plonking down on the mattress, completely exhausted. "Also, I have a newfound respect for every single person in this village that take the twins off our hands through the day and you're never leaving the walls of this village again." The room was dimly lit, the warmth from the fire spreading through the entire cottage.
"What took you so long? And you know very well that that won't happen." Clarke laughed me off and I can't say I was surprised.
"Reapers were hanging around too close, I couldn't risk Aurora's life by taking them on. By the time the sun started going down last night, she was hungry and crying and if I didn't make a run for it, we were going to be found. You can't ever get hurt because I couldn't be a single dad. Just trying to deal with one was nearly impossible, do you know how long I had to sing for? Imagine if I had two on my hands. I couldn't do it Clarke." It began as a light hearted statement, the type of thing you say lightly so it doesn't sound as serious but by the end…by the end I was ashamed at how desperate I sounded.
"Well you did fantastic Bel. I know that if anything did happen to me, you'd work something out, you're their father and that's what you do. You keep them safe. Plus you have a whole village to help you out; but you're in luck. I don't plan on doing anything to risk my life, or yours for that matter, anytime soon. We have infants to look after, more people than just us know the terrain." Clarke leaned over, placing a kiss on my lips. "You'll have to sing me the song." She teased.
"Marry me." I blurted out as I brushed my fingers through her hair. Stupid, stupid, stupid. What did I just do?
"What took you so long?" She leaned up on her elbows and smiled at me before pressing her lips to mine. I kissed her back tenderly, slowly, lovingly.
"I don't want to go any further." I whispered as her fingers teased around the waistband of my pants.
"Why not?" She asked seductively but it was obvious she was somewhat offended.
"I want to wait until we're married now, and, Princess, because I am utterly exhausted from being the sole parent of one infant for such a lengthy period. Plus I think my toes are still defrosting from our hike in the snow." I pressed my cold feet against her, furthering my point. "But I really do want to wait until we're married now. It's not going to be easy, but I hope you can understand."
"Since when did Bellamy Blake become…" She struggled to find the right way to finish that sentence.
"Bellamy Blake became monogamous when he fell for the warrior Princess, when his Princess gave him the most precious gift in the world, two beautiful children. I figured out that I didn't know what I was supposed to call you. You're not my girlfriend, you're not my partner…you're just so much more. Wife won't even be enough but I think it's as close as I'm going to get. As for the no sex thing…it just feels right." I was blushing by the end. It felt strange to talk so openly about feelings but what could I say? I was in love.
"I understand and I think I just fell even deeper in love with you. Sing me a song?" She smiled and curled up against my side, under the blankets and so I sung the song I sung to our daughter and it worked just as well on Clarke.