trepidation |BELLAMY BLAKE| [1]

CHAPTER 51

BELLAMY GLARED AT THE GUARD THAT TOOK HIS GUN AS THEY ENTERED THE GATE OF CAMP JAHA.

They had lost Sterling, but gained Octavia. They split up, bringing Mel and Monroe back to camp to get checked out by Abby before joining back up with Finn and Murphy at the Grounder prisoner camp.

Abby walked up to them, "I know you." She directed her statement towards Mel, "Factory Station. Where are the others?"

"There are no others." Mel answered, 

"We found her a day from here." Bellamy stated, "No survivors. Lots of supplies."

"Get her to medical." Abby ordered another Arkadian before she began to help Monroe, leaving the Blake siblings alone.

Arms wrapped around him and he spotted the blonde hair. He knew immediately who it was. Clarke.

"Now, there's something I thought I'd never see." Octavia smirked,

Clarke pulled away, giving Bellamy one last glance before hugging Octavia.

Bellamy stared at the blonde beside him. If she was alive, Avery had to be.

"I'm glad you're ok." Octavia whispered,

"You, too."

"How many are with you?" Bellamy asked, searching the crowd for the brunette, 

"None." Clarke stated,

Bellamy paused and turned his eyes back to her, his chest tightening, "...Avery?"

"She's alive." Clarke confirmed and he felt like he could breathe again, "But she's with the others."

"She didn't go with you?" Bellamy questioned,

"She chose to stay behind." Clarke responded, "But... she's alive. Where's Finn?"

"Looking for you."

Clarke and Bellamy went to Abby, who was the acting Chancellor, and explained what was going on. The Mountain Men, the Grounders. They needed to get into Mount Weather before it was too late.

But Abby didn't want to go after Finn and Murphy.

"Sweetheart, we don't have the manpower to send out two separate rescue missions and protect our camp." Abby explained to the blonde,

"Mom. they're in trouble. They're either gonna get themselves killed or they're gonna make things worse with the Grounders, who we need to get our people out of Mount Weather." Clarke replied,

"I know you feel this is unfair. But our priority has to be with Chancellor Kane if there is any hope for peace." Abby stated,

"If you wanted peace, you shouldn't have killed the only Grounder who was gonna help us." Clarke snapped back,

"I'm sorry. The decision's been made."

Bellamy was pissed. Abby was the one who sent them out there, she was the one who gave them guns. And now she doesn't give a shit?

"You're sorry?" Bellamy stepped forward, "Finn and Murphy are out there looking for your daughter with guns you gave us, and now she's home, you're just going to abandon them?" He stopped besides Clarke, "If you can't spare the guards, we know the terrain, we have a map. We can do it ourselves."

"Absolutely not." Abby stated,

"Mom-" Clarke argued,

"I just got you back!" Abby exclaimed,

Jackson ran into the room, "Abby. I'm sorry. We need you in medical." He insisted,

"You better go." Clarke stated,

"Byrne?" Abby called out to the head guard behind her, "No one leaves this camp."

"Yes, ma'am."

Clarke turned to him once her mother was out of earshot, "We're gonna need guns."

They all met outside, behind a large sheet of metal so they wouldn't get caught. Raven set down a bag, "I scored you a couple extra clips." She told him,

Clarke met up with them, "Hey. My mom's in surgery and the team going after Kane just left. We should, too."

"Did you find Octavia?" Bellamy asked Raven,

"No." The three of them turned to see the younger Blake approaching them, "I found you. I'm not letting you leave here without me."

"Octavia..."

She interrupted the blonde, "Finn and Murphy are headed for Lincoln's village. I've been there. Have you? Has she?"

There wasn't a chance they were leaving her behind. Because she was right. She knows how to get to the village.

"You done?" Bellamy sighed and Clarke handed him a bag and he held it out towards his sister,

"What's this?"

"Your pack." Bellamy answered with a smirk, "Lead the way."

Octavia was about to grab the fence before Raven stopped her with her crutch, "Whoa. Not so fast, Pocahontas." She moved her crutch to touch the fence and electricity sparked.

"I thought you said it was handled." Clarke whispered, trying not to gain the attention of the border guards,

"It is." Raven took out her walkie, "Shut her down, Wick." After a few moments, she touched the wire once again and nothing happened, "Handled." She smirked.

The group squeezed through the gaps in the fence, giving Raven one last nod of assurance before disappearing into the woods.