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“We’re heading towards the Grounder village that called for help,” Bellamy says over the radio.
“Keep us posted on what you find,” Abby says. “And let us know if you’ll need anything on your way back.”
“Will do, ma’am.”
Abby leans over to Clarke, who’s trying not to stress about them going out. “He’s very polite.”
Clarke looks up. “What?”
“I’m just saying that he’s a good kid.”
Clarke goes red in the face. “ Mom. ”
“Sorry, I’ll stop.”
“We’ve reached the Grounder camp,” Kane says.
“He’s such a nice guy, Mom,” Clarke says.
“Okay, I get what you mean. I said I’ll stop,” Abby replies, then grabs the radio. “Sounds good, Marcus.”
It’s quiet, they can hear footsteps which is odd considering they’re using a radio. Then gunshots.
“Marcus?” Abby asks.
More gunshots.
“Bellamy?” Clarke breathes.
Silence.
“Marcus! What’s going on?”
More silence.
“Marcus!”
The silence is broken by static. “Prep Medical,” Kane says finally. “Bellamy and Jasper got hit. We don’t know who had the guns but someone was firing at us. We managed to retreat and everyone else was unharmed.”
“We’re going to prep Medical now. Where are the injuries?”
“Jasper’s arm and leg, but both are pretty minor. Bellamy got hit in the chest, but it didn’t hit anything vital to my knowledge. He’s just bleeding a lot, which Harper’s trying to stop.”
“Okay, we’ll see you when you guys get back.”
Abby and Clarke rush to Medical and with Jackson’s help, they prepare for Jasper and Bellamy. Clarke paces around wringing her hands, wishing that she had gone on the mission.
I don’t care if it risks my life, now they’re out there without any medical help and the person who knows the most is the one who got shot.
“I’m sure he’ll be fine,” Abby says.
Clarke nods, uncertainty eating away at her. “I’m sure he will be.”
“We’re a minute out,” Kane says.
Clarke runs out and she gets outside as the Jeep is pulling into camp. They carry Bellamy out of the back.
“Bellamy!” Clarke runs over and Bellamy turns his head towards her.
“Hey, Clarke,” he whispers.
“Hey,” Clarke replies. “You’re gonna be fine.”
“Of course I will be. I’ve got too much to do not to be.”
Clarke laughs. They take Bellamy into a room for surgery and Clarke takes care of Jasper’s injuries.
“Is Bellamy gonna be alright?” Jasper asks.
“Of course he will,” Clarke answers, even though she isn’t sure.
Once she’s taken care of Jasper’s injuries, she heads to the room that Bellamy’s in. They aren’t done yet so Clarke paces the length of the hallway, every negative thought coming to her mind.
Something’s gonna go wrong. He’s gonna lose too much blood. He won’t make it through surgery.
Monty walks past, then backtracks when he notices that Clarke’s pacing. “Hey, what’s up?”
“Bellamy’s in surgery right now, but he had lost a lot of blood before going in there.”
Monty holds his arms out and Clarke hugs him.
“Bellamy will be fine, I’m sure of it.”
Clarke bites back every negative response, including the fact that it isn’t guaranteed that he’ll make it out. Instead, she hums non committedly. Monty stays with her for a bit, trying to reassure her. He has to get back to work, so she’s left alone again. After a painfully long time, Abby walks out of the room.
“He’s gonna pull through just fine, Clarke,” Abby says.
Clarke sighs in relief and puts her head in her hands.
“There’s someone at the gate asking for Bellamy,” one of the guards says.
“I’ll talk to Kane,” Abby says, then heads into the other room.
Clarke walks out to the gate, curiosity getting the better of her since she can’t see Bellamy right now anyway. She sees Murphy with a female Grounder.
“Murphy?” She jogs the rest of the way over to the gate and she gets a smile from Murphy.
“Hey, Princess.”
“You can let him in, he’s one of us,” Clarke says.
The guards don’t move to open the gate.
“She’s right, open the gate,” Kane’s voice says.
Clarke turns and Kane’s walking up. The guards open the gates and Murphy walks through.
“Hey, Kane. Long time no see.”
“Where’s Jaha?” Kane asks.
“Now that is a super long story that I don’t think I want to get into right this second. Where’s Bellamy?” Murphy asks.
“He just got out of surgery, but he’s gonna be alright,” Clarke answers.
“Surgery? Wow, that’s something else. Don’t have another comment for it. Guys, this is Emori.”
“Hi,” Clarke says with a small wave.
“Let me get you guys settled and we can talk more,” Kane says. “Clarke, can you watch over Bellamy? I’m sure your mother has to get back to Medical.”
“Yeah, I’ll head that way now.”
Clarke heads back to the room and Abby heads back to Medical once Clarke’s settled.
Bellamy wakes up and notices Clarke sitting next to him.
“Hey, Princess,” Bellamy says.
“Hey,” Clarke replies.
“I need to get out there and find out what’s going on.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do.”
“You need to stay here and rest. It’s for your own good.”
“We still have to catch the men responsible for the shots,” Bellamy says, trying to sit up.
Clarke puts both of her hands on Bellamy’s chest, avoiding his injury, and gently pushes him back down. “You need to rest. You’ll bust your stitches.”
Bellamy glances at Clarke’s hands, then back up to her face. “If you wanted to touch my chest you could have just asked,” he says with a playful grin.
Clarke glares at him and he raises his hands in surrender. “Miller and the others will figure it out. For right now, I need you to stay here.”
“I can’t just stay here. I always go with them, what will they do without me?”
“I’m sure they’ll be fine. There’s someone who wants to talk to you anyway.”
“Is there?”
Clarke nods, then walks to the doorway and waves. After a minute, Murphy walks in with a sheepish grin.
“Son of a bitch,” Bellamy says. “Glad to see you made it back, Murphy.”
Murphy nods. “Didn’t think that I’d have such a warm welcome.”
“You probably wouldn’t have if things hadn’t turned out the way they did.” Bellamy smiles, looking at Clarke in the edge of his vision.
“Ah, so the Princess saves me again? This is starting to become a bad habit of ours.”
Clarke nods. “Stop doing dumb shit and we won’t have this problem.”
Murphy laughs. “Whatever you say. Speaking of which, I brought a friend.”
“Did you? I didn’t think you could make those. I can meet her once I’m able to walk around again. Doctor said I can’t.”
“Poor you,” Murphy replies. “I’m gonna head out, but I’ll see ya around camp. Take care, Bellamy.”
“You too, Murphy.”
Murphy leaves and a minute later, Octavia runs in.
“Bell!” Octavia shouts, then runs over to Bellamy.
“Hey, O.”
Octavia hugs Bellamy and he winces, but doesn’t say anything about the pain and hugs her back. Octavia pulls away.
“I heard what happened. Are you okay?” Octavia asks.
“Yeah. Abby and Clarke patched me up good as new,” Bellamy answers, forcing a smile.
“Okay, I’m glad.”
“Me too.”
“I have some stuff to do, but can I come back when I’m done?”
“Of course you can.”
Octavia smiles, then nods and leaves.
“That went well,” Clarke says with a smile.
“Yeah, it did,” Bellamy replies, smiling. “I’m so glad.”
“Me too. I think I need to get back to work though.”
“Can’t you just sit with me for a while?” Bellamy asks.
“Sure,” Clarke answers, walking over.
She sits down next to him and he wraps an arm around her.
“Don’t hurt yourself.”
“I won’t.”
Clarke lays her head on Bellamy’s shoulder.
“You comfortable, Princess?”
“I will move.”
“Okay, I’ll stop. I’m just teasing.”
The two end up staying there like that until they fall asleep.