(in continuation of 'losing my sanity')
the radio is fixed, bellamy and clarke can finally make contact, but the only problem is they're 337 miles apart from each other. is love really worth the risk?
*i don't own any of the characters*
"Clarke, I'm so tired. We need to rest," Madi said as she sat down on the ground.
"B-Bellamy—"
"Is most likely okay because he can survive anything. Now please, I'm tired," she whined.
"Ok. But we'll walk to that small cave over there because it looks like it might rain. Collect fire wood along the way, please," I said as my maternal instincts kicked in.
Once we reached the cave and started the fire, Madi rested her head on my lap.
"Tell me again about a bed," she said as she closed her eyes.
"A bed? Well it's just, wow, how do I describe it? Um, it's rectangular, and when you sleep on it, it's soft and it squishes—"
"I know. Only 294 more miles. You really pushed it today," he smiled again.
"I'd do anything to get to you..." I mumbled as I began to drift into a dreamless sleep.
------the next morning------
"Clarke! Clarke!" Madi said as she shook me awake.
"What is it?" I asked.
"They're trying to signal us!" She exclaimed.
"What?"
"Look over there!"
She pointed to a thin line of black smoke.
"They're closer than we thought..." I said under my breath.
"Why didn't they try to radio us?" She asked.
"They probably only had one battery."
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Bellamy's POV
"Really, Murphy?" I asked as my anger increased.
"I'm sorry—"
"Are you really sorry?" I asked.
"Not really, but I know how much that radio meant to you," be replied.
"Out of all the things that this radio has been through, and you step on it in the middle of the night! What were you doing up anyways?" I asked clenching my fists, but trying to calm myself down.
He looked at Raven, and she gave him an "I'll kill you" look.
"I had to go to the bathroom," he said.
"Now all we can do is send smoke signals. Good job," I said as I began to light our signal fire.
I wouldn't be able to hear Clarke's voice. I wouldn't be able to make sure she was okay. Granted she was more than okay for over five years, but now I could actually ask her. I won't be able to ask her how her day was or try to make her laugh. I've waited five years, why does a week feel impossible?
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