A/N: The original plot, characters, and some dialogue is from the tv show. Other parts of the dialogue are borrowed or derived from lyrics of the song "All I Ask", by Adele. No infringement intended. I love and respect the show and song writers. The twists are all mine. Hope you've enjoyed it!

Bellarke Songfic

Chapter 2: ALL I ASK

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(Clarke POV)

Raven started the countdown clock, and everyone had important tasks to handle. Everyone, except Bellamy and I, for the time being. The world was ending again, but Bellamy and I still seemed more concerned about what might help the other feel better. Bell encouraged me to have a shower and try to get some rest. He could tell I needed the down time, and I told him he should do the same. He agreed to use the other shower so we could both be done around the same time, and ready to help if the others needed us.

Physically, the closest Bellamy and I had ever gotten was hugging. Verbally, Bellamy and I were probably tied in the number of times we fought and consoled each other. Emotionally, I'd never felt closer to anyone else in my life. That included my parents. I love our friends, and I had previous romantic partners before. But none ever compared to the connection I shared with Bellamy Blake.

I hadn't fully understood our connection, or even named it, but it had always been there. Despite all the dangers we encountered on Earth, and the different reasons we had ever hugged, his arms never failed to make me feel safe. I wondered if it was just because we had saved each other so many times. I felt like it was more than that. Neither of us had reached a line we weren't willing to cross to save each other. I was almost sure that line didn't exist for either one of us.

Bellamy owned a big part of my heart. My feelings for him were more than I ever allowed myself to explore before – not when we shared our intense looks, or when we fought in deadly situations for one another, or even when Lexa called me out on it. But I was reaching a point when I might not have the ability or desire to keep pushing my feelings aside anymore. Often enough, I found myself wondering if Bellamy might feel the same way I did.

Shaking my mind free from Bellamy, I thought of the people we had left behind. I wondered if that bunker would truly work and if I'd ever see them again. There wasn't anything I could do for any of them, which made me feel restless. It was disappointing to not get a chance to say goodbye to my mom or our friends, but there wasn't time to dwell or fall apart. I pictured them all for a moment and whispered, 'May we meet again'. Then, I shut the water off and reached for the towel to dry off.

At least I had Raven, Monty, and Harper. I was even glad that Murphy was with us, and grateful he had Emori. She had been good for him. I was less thrilled about bringing Echo, but there was nothing to be done about it. Most of all, I was relieved to have Bellamy. We'd done everything together. I couldn't imagine doing anything without him anymore. As I finished dressing in clean clothes, I realized my thoughts always seemed to lead back to Bellamy.

"Hey, did you have a good shower?" Bellamy asked from the door.

My smile was instantaneous when I heard his voice. I turned to face him and the look on his face was not what I was expecting. He looked more nervous than he previously was, and my smile fell.

"What happened?" I questioned, imagining the worst. I moved towards the door to go investigate.

"No, Clarke. Nothing's happened." Bellamy responded with a small shake of his head as I reached him.

"Then, what's the matter? I mean, aside from the world ending." I tried to lighten the mood.

He smiled a bit, almost the smirk I used to hate and later found myself wishing he did more often. Bellamy had a handsome face with scattered freckles, intense eyes, but his mouth … his lips were meant to be smiling. Just then, I realized I hadn't seen him smile in so long.

"No, nothing cataclysmic - I don't think." Bell responded. "But I do need to talk to you about something." He added and I found myself nodding for him to continue.

"Clarke, there's something I haven't been able to own up to in all the time I've known you. It's just that with everything going on now, I need you to know." He said, and something in his eyes and tone made my tummy tighten.

"Bell, I don't think now is…" I tried to stop him. It felt like preservation kicking in, but he didn't let me.

"No. I need to get this out, Clarke. I need to tell you because I can't keep it in anymore. Please." Bellamy's tortured eyes searched mine.

I felt so divided inside. I couldn't exactly predict what he wanted to say but part of me felt like I already knew. I wanted to hear him out but another part of me wanted to refuse. Maybe it was an instinct instilled in me after losing so many people I cared about. And there was also that dream of my death.

"Bellamy, I need you to hear me first, in case something happens to me." I said and he tried to insist. "Please." I asked and he reluctantly nodded. "We've been through so much together, you and I." He nodded again so I continued. "I didn't like you at first, that was no secret." He smirked and I smiled. "But even then, everything you did was to protect Octavia. Even if she didn't always see that, I did." I noticed his eyes water, as did mine. "You've got the biggest heart, Bellamy."

"Clarke." He sighed my name, but I had more to add.

"You inspire people to follow you because of this." I told him as I laid my right hand over his heart, and he placed his hand over mine. "But the only way to make sure we survive is if you use this too." I told him, pointing my left finger at his temple.

"That's what I've got you for." He smiled at me, then he held both of my hands.

"Bell, Raven's premonition came true." I admitted my fear and he knew exactly what I meant.

"Clarke, no. You're going to be okay… because... I need you, Clarke." He told me, echoing words we'd spoken to each other so many times in the past.

Bellamy pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arms around me. My cheek brushed against his chest when his head rested on mine. His newly clean but still familiar scent made me feel as safer than anyone else ever could.

"You're right. We have been through a lot. The word together has new meaning for me now, because of you. No matter how dire things get, you make me feel like we'll be fine somehow." Bellamy told me and I nodded into his chest because he made me feel that way too.

"You were this 'holier-than-thou Princess' when I met you." He mocked, and we both smiled before he continued. "It didn't take me long to realize who you really were. Back then, I acted like I didn't like you because I couldn't admit to myself that I did. I knew that I shouldn't because I didn't deserve you." He admitted while his arms tightened slightly. "I still feel that way." Bell spoke softly and my heart pounded in my ears.

"Still feel what way - that you like me?" I asked him to clarify, trying to avoid getting my hopes up and he chuckled loudly.

"Like you?" Bellamy scoffed. "Clarke, I feel that I don't deserve you … but like you? No, Clarke." He said, taking hold of my shoulders and pushing away to look me in the face.

I looked to the floor and my hopes crashed. Bellamy always read me so well, and I wanted to keep him from seeing the tears that began filling my eyes.

"Clarke, please look at me." He asked softly, so I complied.

It occurred to me that it may be the last night for us all, so I decided to stop hiding my feelings away. Even if Bellamy didn't like me anymore, he deserved to know that he was worthy and deserving of being loved.

"I can understand if you don't like me anymore, especially after everything that's happened. But you should never worry about not deserving anyone – me, least of all. You are worthy of anyone you choose, and always have always been." I couldn't stop myself after I said that, so I finally decided to reveal everything I had in me.

We had been on Earth long enough to know that nothing was certain, tomorrow was not guaranteed, and being responsible was complicated. I raised onto the tips of my toes and softly kissed Bellamy's lips. He appeared stunned, which is why I began speaking before he could object or push me away.

"Bellamy, why don't we just play pretend? We could act like we're not scared of what's coming next or scared of having nothing left. Don't get me wrong, I know there's probably no tomorrow. All I ask is …" I took a moment to catch my breath so I might convey what I needed to.

"If this is my last night with you, I want you to hold me like I'm more than just a friend. Maybe we could do what lovers do." I told him as I began walking him towards the bed. "It matters, how this ends - What if I never love again?" I asked against his lips before placing another kiss on a still frozen Bellamy.

Suddenly, Bellamy unfroze and dominated the kiss while mumbling my name against my lips. His arms tightened around my waist, pulling me against himself. So, I slid my hands to wrap around his neck. His chest against mine felt different from any time we'd hugged before. I still felt as safe as always before, but that embrace felt electric and heated.

His mouth left mine as he kissed across my cheek and down to my neck. The feeling made me moan. I pressed myself tighter to him, which made him groan. It was the hottest sound I'd ever heard him make. I hooked my knee around his hip and used his body to create friction where I needed it most.

"Clarke!" He growled my name. Then, that became the hottest sound I'd ever heard him make.

Bellamy grabbed my other thigh and lifted me to wrap both legs around him. I could feel him hard between my legs. I sucked his bottom lip between my teeth and rubbed my center against his hardness. Bellamy squeezed my ass while grinding into me. The sensation was incredible, but I deliriously needed more.

"Please, Bellamy." I begged.

Bellamy lay me on the bed while hovering above me since I hadn't loosened my legs from around him. He pulled his lips from mine, and I took that opportunity to pull his shirt off over his head. He sat up on his knees and looked down at me. I couldn't help but smile at him. He helped remove my shirt and unbuckled my pants. To reciprocate, I untangled myself from him and unbuckled his pants for him. Next, I lowered my pants and underwear over my hips, and removed them the rest of the way. When I looked back at him, I realized he'd done the same.

Bellamy was in all his naked glory, and what mighty glory he had. I raised onto my knees and slid my hands from his chest, up to the back of his neck again. I kissed him as his hands caressed my naked torso before moving to my breasts. I might have been intimate with other people before him, but none compared to the exquisite way Bellamy's hands felt on me. I sighed into our kiss and slid my mouth towards his neck to suck just below his ear. When he growled, I smirked against his skin, and he lowered me onto my back.

"You want to play dirty, Princess?" He asked me with a devilish smirk.

"Yeah. That's the idea." I replied with a chuckle, and he tossed his head back with a laugh. It was the laugh I loved; the one he rarely ever did anymore.

When he looked back down at me, his smile slid off his face as he became more serious. "Clarke, do you really want to do this... with me?" Bellamy asked and I could see the vulnerability over his face.

"Yes, Bellamy. I want this. I want you, even if you don't like me anymore. I'm sure my eyes speak for me. No one knows me like you do. You're the only one that matters." I told him honestly. "Let this be our lesson in love. Let this be the way we remember us." I added hopefully.

"Clarke…" He whispered and kissed my lips before speaking again. "We got so carried away that I didn't get to say what I needed to say." He moved to lie beside me, and I turned to face him.

"When I said that I didn't like you anymore, I meant that my feelings had changed. But I need to clarify how I really feel. I don't just like you. I've ... Clarke, I have fallen in love with you. For me, if we do this, it will be making love to the women I'm in love with. Tell me I'm not reading you wrong now, Princess. Tell me it's love I see reflected in your eyes." Bellamy all but begged me. My eyes closed as his words spun in my mind.

"You love me, Bellamy?" I questioned, knowing I had not misunderstood him, but wanting and needing to hear him say it again.

"Yes. I love you, Clarke. I have for some time now - for a lot longer than I dared to admit it to myself." He told me and I found myself smiling at him as my fears melted away with his words.

"Bellamy, I love you, too. I've also been in love with you for a long time. But I … I was too afraid to admit it to myself." I confessed and I watched him smile like he hadn't done in so long.

"Well, aren't we a pair?" He asked as he brought his lips to meet mine.

"We certainly are. What do you suppose we ought to do about that?" I asked him flirtatiously, hooking my leg over his hip once again.

"Whatever the hell we want!" He responded with a smirk, which made me laugh in agreement.

We had come so far since he made that declaration so long ago. Bellamy kissed me hungrily and things heated up almost instantly after that. Our hands and our mouths explored each other's bodies. First, I climaxed on Bellamy's talented fingers and then he moved above me. He seemed to hesitate before entering me, almost as if waiting for permission. Silly man, I thought to myself. I widened my thighs for him and used one of my legs to pull his body closer to me.

"Make love to me, Bell." I whispered desperately and he didn't make me wait.

He thrust inside me and pumped himself in and out of me slowly. I was glad for that because as great as he felt, my body still needed to adjust. It wasn't long before I was moaning and urging him to move faster. Naturally, that made him growl into my neck and quicken his pace. Bellamy kissed and caressed me all over as he pumped into me. He was everywhere at once and I loved every moment.

I scratched at his back when the pleasure was spiking. He changed angles and started hitting different places within me. I was nearing climax again, which was a first for me. I had never reached it during intercourse before. My panting and moans grew louder as my orgasm approached but remained just out of reach.

"I'm so close, Princess. Come for me." He groaned while slightly biting into my neck, and that seemed to do it.

"Bell!" I called out when my body exploded and spasmed.

Bellamy erratically pumped into me a few more times before he stiffened over me tightly. His growl sounded like a sigh. Only our heavy breathing was heard as our bodies began to relax together.

"Wow." That was all I could manage between ragged breaths. I slowly rubbed my fingers along the smooth skin of Bellamy's back. He planted wet, hot kisses from my neck and down to my chest. That made me giggle lazily.

"I can't believe we waited so long to do that. You're incredible, Clarke." Bellamy praised me and I chuckled.

"You're the one that was incredible. No, you were magnificent." I joked and he shook his head with a laugh.

"Are we gonna argue over who was better? Let's just call it a tie and stay here until I recover so we can do it again." He told me, and my own laughter burst from within me.

"Agreed."

Only a few minutes after, we heard a crashing sound. Raven's loud cursing followed. Bellamy and I looked into each other's eyes as reality came crashing down around us. He made a move to get up, but I wasn't ready for Bellamy to get up yet. I wasn't ready for him to leave me. Suddenly, a new but familiar dread filled my gut. I held on to his arm and he turned his curious eyes towards me.

"Bellamy, I'm still scared that … I love you and I don't want to lose..." I was too scared to finish my words, as if saying them aloud would make them come true.

"I love you too, Clarke, so much. We're going to be okay. Raven will figure this out. We'll be back on the ring in no time. We'll find our peace and happiness together, too. Do you hear me? Let's get dressed and go see how we can help make sure that happens. We're in this together, like always. No matter what, this is not the end of us." Bellamy said and I found myself nodding. I wanted to believe him. I needed to because I was too afraid to imagine anything different.

A/N: The end of chapter two. Hope you're enjoying my story.