Chapter 2

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Clarke went around the room, gathering her clothes and putting them on as Finn did the same. Once she were dressed, Clarke took the sword Finn had found and attached it's sheath to her side. They both then took the corpse and, Finn going first, pulled it up the ladder of the bunker. Once it was outside, they lifted it up and put it under a nearby bush, covering it up. It was far enough away from the bunker that should the grounders find it, they wouldn't be able trace it back to the bunker that Clarke had begun to think of as home.

A few hours later Clarke and Finn were sitting by a stream in a clearing, resting against a large boulder. Clarke was inbetween Finn legs, resting her back against his chest. Finn started kissing her neck, starting at her collar bone and making his way up her neck.

Clarke let him continue, moaning as he turned her head to face him and pressing his lips against hers.

"Finn," Clarke said, pulling back a bit after a few seconds. "You know last night, it...it wasn't about just needing someone to me. It was needing you. I wanted it to be you."

"Clarke, there is something I should probably tell you." Finn said, looking down with a guilty expression on his face. "I..uh..back on The Ark, before I was locked up, I...I had a girlfriend. She would come in and visit me every week. But, well, there is no way I'll ever see her again, so..."

"Finn!" Clarke exclaimed, standing up and turning around to face him, anger raging across her face. "Are you fucking serious?! I-I can't belive you wouldn't tell me something like that! How-"

She was cut short as a javalin flew past her, cutting a gash open on her upper arm and thuding into the boulder behind Finn. As this happened, a person lept down from atop the rock and tried to run Finn through with a spear. He doged out of the way, drawing a knife from his belt and holding it in front of him in a fighting stance.

Grunting in pain, Clarke twirled around to face the attacker coming at her from behind, drawing her sword in the process. As the grounder charged at her with a spear, she side-steped at the last second, allowing him to run right past her. As he did this, she swung her sword low, severing his leg just above the knee. As blood seeped and spurted out of the stump leg, he fell down onto the fresh wound, the freshly detached limb went flying forward, hitting the ground, leaving a pool of blood streaming from the veins in the knee.

"GAAAHH!" He yelled out in pain. "Jak of! (Fuck you)" Clarke then swung the blade around, lopping the head off of the grounder. As it's head rolled into the water, blood spurting from it and the corpse, Clarke turned around to see the other grounder swing a club at Finn, to have him barely dodge out of the way, getting his arm hit and knife knocked out of his hand. Clarke then lunged at the man, stabing him in through the upper side, just below the armpit, through his lungs and into his heart, killing him instantly. As the body went limp and fell to the ground, she pulled the sword out of it's side and sheathed it, noting how much blood seeped out of the sword-hole in his side and making a mental reminder to wash her hands and face off of blood in the stream. Reaching down to Finn, she lifted him to his feet.

"Are you alright?" She asked, franticly searching his body for cuts or broken bones.

"Hey. Hey Clarke!" He said, puting his hand on the side of her cheek and bringing her head up to look at him, noting the concern in her eyes. "I'm fine. Just a small bruise on my arm. I'm fine!" He added as look of disbelief crossed her face. "Are you ok? Your arm is cut!"

"What? Oh, that. I'm fine, it's already healing up. But...but I'm still mad at you!" She said, stepping away from him after a second as she crossed her arms and put a stern look on her face. "You should have told me you had a girlfriend before you fucked me! I gave you...and you lied to me!"

"Look...Clarke, I'm sorry. I really am. But...well, I'll never see her again. You wont either. We have no way of contacting The Ark now that the bracelets are dead. They don't know we're alive. They won't send anyone down for at least another generation."

"Yeah, I know, but still! You were my first! And you lie to me about something like that, that you have a girl waiting for you to come back!"

"Clarke, I'm sorry. I really am. But what I felt for you last night, and what I feel for you right now, it's real. I needed you. Not just anyone, I wanted it to be you. And I know that you feel it too." Finn said as he had a deasperate look on his face. He loved this girl, mabye more so than Raven.

"Finn, let's just get back to camp. It's almost morning. People will wonder where we are." Clarke said, turning around, leaning down, and washing her face and hands in the stream. As she was leaning down, Finn looked at her ass, loving how it looked and remembering how it felt to be inside her pussy last night as he fucked her and she rode him. As Clarke stood back up and turned around, she saw how Finn had stared at her ass and a small little grin crossed her face. Drawing her sword, she leaned down and tore a piece of cloth from the headless, one-legged corpse's green clothes. She smiled as she noticed that Finn was stareing straight at her cleavage. 'He must be thinking about last night. Well, I can't blame him. It was fun, but then again, he is the only person I've been with.' Finn had taken a step back at the sight of the blade that had just killed two men, and probably many others in the past, and this had not escaped Clarke's observations.

"Finn, calm down. I'm not that crazy." She then wiped the blood off of the sword, looping the cloth through her belt and sheathing the sword, her anger at Finn for not telling her about his girlfriend sooner returning.

"Clarke! Look!" Finn said suddenly, as he pointed up at the sky in amazement. She looked at him, then followed his finger as it pointed towards a ball of fire in the sky.

"What the hell is that? It's not a shooting star, it's to close to the earth. I think it's a pod from The Ark!" Clarke said, her anger at Finn forgotten. "We need to get to camp and get a party to go see what's in the pod before the grounders find it!" Clarke watched as the pod fell past the camp, heading overtop of the ridge behind their camp.

"Let's go!"

Hello to anyone reading this. I hope you like the second chapter of Staying There Forever. I hope that you are enjoying this series as much as I am. I will be adding in parts with other characters and other pairings, but the main focus (at leats for the begining) will be on Clarke and Finn. I think that this will be a long series as I'm rewatching The 100 and make a chapter or two for every episode. I'm going to try and get out two or three chapters every week, school and sickness permiting. Any thoughts, comments, suggestions, or criticisms please reveiw! Thanks for reading and have a good day. (or night, whenever you're reading this)