Blood Must Have Love (Bellamy x reader/OC)

Chapter Eleven: Scout

For the rest of the day, I either accompanied Bellamy on all of his guard duty or we both walked through the forest, engaged in constant conversation.

I never would have guessed how much time I could spend talking to someone who doesn't even understand most of the language I speak. Bellamy and I have a way of communication that makes me feel safe and understood. I don't always have to explain my feelings about something or even give full detail about certain things because he seems to just already know exactly what I'm trying to say.

He tells me more about what life on the Ark was like and his stories baffle me; I could not imagine living in space, thousands of miles away from Earth. When I tell him this, he just laughs and says that someone like me is meant for the forest and not for a big metal ship. It makes me think about my clan.

Bellamy let's me go on and on about what Trikru is like and the ways we're different from Skaikru, even though my sentences are sometimes messy and mixed up Trigedasleng and English together. He understands.

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The next day, I am slightly more rested due to the fact that I was actually able to get an ounce of sleep.  Luckily, it was dreamless sleep.

I'm in the trading center with Octavia, looking through some items.  I move a table cloth to the side and it reveals a book underneath titled 'The Iliad".  I hold it up and show Octavia.

"Bellamy don biyo bilaik nomon read disha gon yu both a goufa (said your mother read this to you both as children)," I point out.  Her face is unreadable, but when she looks up to lock eyes with me, the corners of her mouth turn up.

"Yu should huk op em gon em (you should give it to him)," she proposes.

"Yu dula op nou gaf in em? (You do not want it?)"

Octavia shakes her head.  "Nou.  Ai nou like gon fig raun kom ai goufa years (No.  I do not like to think of my childhood years.)"

I ponder that for a second.  I want to feel bad for Octavia, but I know she does not take well to pity.  "Kei.  Ai na huk op em gon em, den (Okay.  I will give it to him, then.)"

Someone bumps into me and I slap my hands down on the table in front of me to support myself.  "Speak English, Grounder shit."

I look around to see a man giving me a nasty look.  He starts to walk away, but Octavia grabs the back of his jacket and yanks him back, turning so she pushes him against a nearby wall.  "Want to say that again?"

"Chill out, bitch.  Just because you're too psycho to fit in doesn't make you a Grounder," the man hisses.

Octavia hooks her foot around the back of his knee and shifts to the side, letting him fall to his hands and knees.  She delivers a harsh kick to his stomach.

"Octavia-" I start.

"Octavia!  Enough." Kane is here.  He puts a hand on Octavia's shoulder.  He glares down at the man on the floor.  "You come with me."

The man serves one lady deathly look at me and Octavia before following Kane out of the room.  People that had stopped what they were doing to watch slowly start to get back to their own business.

The book is pressed against my chest by my crossed arms.  "Thank you," I say.

Octavia gives me a soft smile.  "It's nothing.  I hate dickheads like him."

I tilt my head to the side.  "'Dickheads'?"

"Joken branwoda hef (fucking useless men)," she explains.

I laugh and so does Octavia and then we're laughing together.  At least I know Octavia will always have my back against the people in Arkadia who don't think I belong.

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When I enter Bellamy's tent, he is not there. I step back outside and look around, searching for something that might give me a clue as to where he's gone.

Lincoln is walking nearby and I grab his arm, getting his attention. "Where is Bellamy?"

"Oso jos odon granplei (we just finished training). Au fig raun he went gon fig au Kane (I think he went to find Kane)," he responds.

I nod my head and I'm about to walk away, but Lincoln pulls me back, his expression intense. "Indra ste kom emo (is with them)."

Indra. Indra as in the War Chief from Trikru? I thought Bellamy had said they hadn't seen any of my clan lately.

"Chomouda ste she hir? (Why is she here?)"

"She still believes in the alliance," says Lincoln, switching to English. "And she saved me during the war against Mount Weather."

"Does Indra know hashta ai? (about me)" I'm worried. What if I see her and she does not consider me Trikru anymore? I wonder if Lexa has found a new lead hunter to replace me.

Lincoln says the next part slowly, as if sensing my concern. "She is willing to forgive."

His words put me at ease and I dip my head in understanding. He mimics my action and walks away.

I enter the Ark and find my way to the room Kane, Bellamy, and Indra are in. I'm able to see them through the window and I don't walk into the room.

A quick few minutes pass as I wait outside. Bellamy is the first to walk out and he makes eye contact with me, his face almost automatically lifting in spirit.

Indra and Kane come out next and India's heavy gaze locks onto me.

"Alexis. Em ste good gon ai op yu (it is good to see you)." She looks as stoic as usual and not much has changed about her since the last time we saw each other. "We were just talking about you."

My heart skips a beat at that. Talking about me? What did I do?

My eyes flick between Bellamy, Kane, and Indra. "You were?"

Indra gets straight to the point. "I want to include you as well as Lincoln and Octavia in a group of designated scouts."

Designated scouts. I sound out the words in my head, mixing them every which way to try and make sense of what she's saying.

"Yu are a part kom Trikru en Skaikru (you are a part of Tree Clan and Sky Clan). Gon oso chilnes oso gaf yu thri gon help kep in dei de chilnes since yu en Lincoln are Trikru en Okteivia ste don granplei (Because of our peace we need you three to help keep that peace since you and Lincoln are Tree Clan and Octavia is trained)."

A smile slowly grows on my face. "Sha (yes). Of course. Ai can do that." I try to refrain from sounding too happy.

I glance at Bellamy and he's looking at me in a way that ignites some kind of fire in my chest and my cheeks. My face begins to burn, but in the best way possible. Looking away, I focus back on Indra.

"You will need to learn how to fight. Bellamy and Lincoln will teach," she explains. "They can also fill you in on what this title means." Her eyes have a kindness in them that I didn't know was there before. I want to get on my knees and thank her for not kicking me out of the clan, but I refrain.

"Yes. Thank you," I say.