Blood Must Have Love (Bellamy x reader/OC)

Chapter Thirteen: Heda

A/N: So I sprained my ankle when I was up at my dance studio by myself and not being able to move around like I usually do it making me heavily depressed 😝. I'll keep trying to update as much as I usually do, but my pace will probably pick up once my ankle has healed.
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Two days later, I have to tell Bellamy goodbye as he leaves with the crew that will go search through the abandoned base of Mount Weather for supplies.  He had pulled me in for a hug, taking me by surprise.

"I won't be gone long," he promised.  He always seems to be saying that to me.

I had hugged him back tighter.  "I know."

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Octavia and I are are leaving through the gate of Arkadia, Kane and Abby walking with us to go over a few reminders.  Lincoln isn't coming with us because he has to teach fighting lessons.

"Remember to make it clear that we aren't moving into Mount Weather.  Just clean-up and supply checks.  They have medical supplies in that mountain that we need," Abby tells us.

We all come to a stop a few feet outside of the gate.  "You two be safe and keep your guard up.  We don't know how they will take to us asking for forgiveness rather than permission - especially after they broke the deal during the Mount Weather war," says Kane, always the peaceful strategist.

"Thanks, Kane, but Alexis and I can handle ourselves.  Trust me." Octavia shoots me a cocky look.  I'm glad she has faith in me, because I am not so sure about my own faith in myself to fight if something happens.

Kane nods.  Octavia and I mount the horses provided to us, wave goodbye to Kane and Abby, then gallop away.

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We've traveled a good distance into the forest, headed in the direction of Polis, when Octavia changes our topic of conversation.

"You would be good for him," she says.

"Who?"

"I know you're not that naive, Alexis," she points out.  "I mean Bellamy.  You would be good for Bellamy.  You are good for Bellamy."

I draw my eyebrows together and peer over at her, tilting my head in confusion.  "What do you mean?"

"Ever since he saved you from Mount Weather, you're all he talks about and all he ever looks at.  I've never...seen him like this."  She looks at me.  "And you're so incredibly enamored by him that it's kind of gross at times."

Oh.  Hm.

What Octavia said gets the wheels turning in my head.  Bellamy spends all his time with me.  Training, walking in the forest, sitting in his tent while he reads to me, eating lunch and dinner together, going hunting.  He's mostly all I think about and something about the way he looks at me...

"Did you seriously not pick up on this?" Octavia asks, bewildered.

"I like Bellamy.  He saved my life in more ways than one in that mountain.  But..." I pause, having to think intensely about my word choice.  "He is confusing."

"That's my brother for you.  He's never been the greatest communicator and he's also never been an award-winning speaker when it comes to his emotions."

I can't believe I did not realize this part of myself - this part that Octavia sees so plainly.  Something in my heart and my mind feels strongly for Bellamy and I do not know what to call it.  I also don't know if Octavia is right about his reciprocated feelings.

There's a part of me that thinks Bellamy may not truly like me because a lot of his people see people like me as animals.  What if I'm just some kind of treasured pet to him that he's parading around to win pity points from other people?

"Don't do that," Octavia says, scanning my face.  "You're thinking about this a little too much and that is not good.  Thinking too much makes things complicated and making things complicated with my brother can be incredibly painful."

"What am I supposed to do?  Him and I have become best friends in the span of a few weeks and wouldn't it be more complicated to try and ask for something more?"

"My point is that you guys already have something more.  You just have to own up to it."

I don't say anything in response.  Our horses trotting quietly and the life of the forest is the only sounds that are made the rest of the hours we travel.

'Bellamy and I already have something more'.  I repeat this phrase over and over inside my head.  I wish it were easy to speak on feelings I have in front of the person I have them for.

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I've missed the busy hustle of Polis in the months of time that I've been gone. So much so that the sight of the tower in the middle of the city brings tears to my eyes.

My sentimental moment doesn't last long as two of Lexa's men take our horses by the reins and guide us over to a building around the back of the tower where Indra stands inside, waiting for us.

"So you two have been sent to convince me to not have your people attacked for claiming amount Weather," Indra starts off.

"And then they want you to convince me," says another voice and I immediately know who it is.  From the entrance, in walks Lexa, two guards following her as well as Fleimkepa.

I decide to speak up for myself for once.  "That's exactly what you appointed Octavia, Lincoln, and I to do," I point out.

"Lincoln is now officially banished from our lands as a traitor," says Lexa, looking at Indra.  Something tells me they had a disagreement about something.

"What?" Octavia looks betrayed and she glares at Indra.  "How could you let that happen?  You helped him back at Mount Weather."

"Just because I did not wish him death does not mean I do not wish him to be gone," answers Indra.

"Octavia and I are still your form of communication to Skaikru," I continue.  "From what I know, the rest of the sky people landed on the ground a few months ago and with little supplies.  They need what's in the mountain and them trying to get it is not an act of war."

I realize now that if we are not able to convince Lexa and Indra not to attack the people in Mount Weather, Bellamy may be included as one of people that will die.  Fear and desperation strike my heart.

"Give them one week to gather supplies and then they will be out," I offer.  Octavia looks over at, a proud expression on her face.  "Please, Heda."

Lexa considers this for a moment.  Indra is silent, her hands clasped together in front of her.

"One week," she declares.  "And after that I will be forced to send my men for the mountain."

I breathe out a sigh of relief.  "Thank you.  Yu show great yuji gon nou jomp op ai kru (You show great strength by not attacking my people)."

Lexa bows her head at Octavia and I and we return to gesture before leaving the building and getting back to our horses.

"This has been a fairly long trip for that whole deal to last a few minutes," says Octavia.

"Kane told me the other day that he will give Indra one of those radio devices to communicate."

"Great.  I'm sure she'll love that."

"She has to.  War has to be preventable and to do that we have to communicate."

"Preventable.  That's a big word, miss non-English-speaker," jokes Octavia.

"I have been practicing," I say with a smug smile, referencing how Bellamy will read to me every night he can.

"Oh, I know."