When All We Have Is Peace

Raven

~Okay so, these are probably going to be fairly short. Just blips from different point of views although Bellamy and Clarke's might be slightly longer since, you know, I ship them so yeah but...here you are lovelies.~

She woke up periodically through the night, either screaming from a nightmare, or roused by the whispers of the medic coming to check on her. Each time Raven opened her eyes, Wick- Kyle, was there; he didn't leave her side. Which is why she started to panic when she woke up in the morning to find that he was gone. Raven sat up, eyes flying wildly around the small space, until they landed on Bellamy; she felt herself relax.

"I told him to get some rest." Bellamy explained quietly, offering her a cup of water.

Raven nodded, grateful that he had done so, and stretched her sore arms. "You look like you could use some sleep too."

He just shrugged, but gave no reply. His silence made her feel like something wasn't right and that sent her stomach turning uneasily, however, Raven let it go; he would bring it up when he was ready. That was the thing with Bellamy Blake, there was no way to get him to talk unless he wanted to- or unless a certain blonde haired, blue eyed Princess wanted him to. Speaking of...

"Where's Clarke?" She wondered, straining her ears in an attempt to catch the familiar hum of Clarke's voice.

At the mention of her name, Bellamy stiffened ever so slightly and focused his gaze on something outside of the med bay. "She's not here."

Raven let out a confused laugh. "Well, where is she?"

"I don't know." Bellamy answered, voice low and cold; dangerous.

Her stomach flipped nervously, and Raven began to climb out of bed. "But she came back with us, I saw her...Bellamy we have to go looking for her-"

"She left, Raven." Bellamy sighed, placing his hands firmly on her shoulders to keep her down. "Clarke left."

Raven blinked several times to try and clear her confusion. Clarke couldn't have left. She wouldn't leave her people like that; Bellamy had to be mistaken. However, from the tired, turned around look in his eyes, Raven knew that he was not mistaken. The realization sunk in, and she would be lying if she said it didn't hurt, that knowing her leader- their leader- had abandoned them, she would be lying if she said it didn't feel like a blow to the chest. Bellamy must have seen the injured expression, because he squeezed her hand and shook his head.

"She needed to...try to understand that." He said softly.

"Do you?" Raven wondered just as gently. She searched his face, but found nothing but exhaustion.

Bellamy was silent for a few minutes, then he stood up with a defeated sigh. "I'm trying to." He replied before walking out of the med bay.

Raven stared at her hands for a long time after that, trying to see things through Clarke's eyes. Surely she would have stayed if she thought that they were still in danger, and they weren't in danger. Not anymore, and that was because of Clarke. Raven breathed in deeply, exhaling loudly and tying her hair back. She felt that same lost feeling that she had seen flickering in Bellamy's eyes, and knew that things were going to be rough without Clarke around to keep things in order; she guessed that was Bellamy's job now. She grimaced at that thought, and sent up a silent prayer that Clarke would return soon so that she and Bellamy could go back to leading together, the way it was supposed to be.