Baby - Bellamy Blake

FIFTY - EIGHT

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Bellamy looked at Clarke, who looked at Bellamy, both having the same fear in their eyes. Monty watched as Freya was laid on the table, her legs and feet kicking. Jasper looked at the knife in his hand, Octavia, maya, and Lee all watching him.

" We got to do something," Bellamy said to Clarke, his voice frantic as he spoke. The pain of watching Freya scream and whither around clear in his voice.

" What do you want me to do? " Clarke asked in a broken voice. Bellamy, at the moment, didn't care what they did to save Freya, as long as they did something.

Meanwhile, Freya was kicking her legs about at the guards. Her chest tightened from her earlier episode, and her heart beating irregularly. She was afraid. Afraid that something would happen to her baby while she was laid on the table.

Cage had said not to use the electrical pod on Freya, which gave her the advantage. She sent her leg up, hitting one of the guards in the nose who stumbled. She dropped off the bed and onto the floor, where she sent her fist into another guards crotch.

Time seemed to slow when the electrical pod was shoved in freyas back, paralyzing her for a minute. Tony and Johnathan both screamed for her to be let go as she was placed on the table once again. Bellamy gritted his teeth as tears filled his eyes. Clarke began to panic, and Monty worked on the computers.

Once Freya was strapped to the table, she was completely immobilized of any movement. So when her pants were cut on her left thigh, she began to really panic. The sound of the drill had everyone heart skipping.

Everyone yelled for Freya to be released. The drill moved closer to her skin. Bellamy let a tear slide down his face. The drill was inches away. Freya clenched her fist. The drill peirced her skin.

Her scream echoed all the way to the command center.

" Why are you stopping? " Clarke asked Monty, tearing her eyes away from freyas' form on the screen that Bellamy couldn't seem to remove his eyes from.

" Because I did it. " Monty looked at Clarke. "All we have to do... is pull this. Hatches and vents will open, and the scrubbers reverse, pulling in outside air. "

Clarke looked at the lever and then back to freyas form on the screen. Bellamy looked at Clarke through his tears, finally taking his eyes from Freya.

" Clarke, we're out of time. "

Meanwhile, Jasper was escorted into the dorm by Lee. His eyes widened when he spotted Freya on the table screaming in pain. He let Lee take him to the wall, where he started to shackle him. Lee then left Jasper unshackled before leaving.

Jasper then turned, knife tight in his hand as he stared at the guards who were now looking at him.

Maya and Octavia stood by the door waiting for the signal from Jasper that cage wallace was dead when a couple entered their room kissing. When they spotted the two girls, they yelled before taking off. Octavia was quick to follow them and kill any guards in her way.

Clarke gripped the level and was hesitant. Bellamy placed his hand over Clarke's. " Let's save Freya," Bellamy said to Clarke. Together, they pulled the level.

The guards that were itching closer to Jasper all froze as they gasped for air. Jasper, in realization, then took off down the hall looking for maya.

Although maya had dropped to her knees gasping for air that forced Octavia to stop and rush to her side.

Jasper rushed down the hall, looking for maya. Bellamy took down the hall for Freya. Clarke slowly walked as she took in all the dead people that she had killed. Freya let her tears fall as she breathed for air, glad the drilling was done.

The second Bellamy was in the dorm he rushed to freyas' side and began unstrapping her. " I am so sorry. I'm sorry, " Bellamy cried as he pulled Freya into his arms

" You didn't have the drill, Bell," Freya cried into his shoulder

" No, but we edged on cage." Bellamy picked up Freya bridal style, who winced when her leg moved a little.

Clarke unshackled everyone else in the room. Tony rushed over to his daughter and took her from Bellamys hold. " Oh my Freya," Tony cried into his daughters shoulder

" Dad! " Freya cried before she wrapped her arms around his shoulder

" Don't forget about me, brat," Johnathan chuckled, his hands in his pockets and a laid-back posture.

" Johnny! " Freya winced when she moved, but she still jumped into Johnathans arms with a laugh cry.

" You shouldn't be walking," Clarke said to Freya, who limped on her good leg to turn and look at Clarke

" How- what did you do, Clarke? " Freya asked. She somehow knew that Clarke was the reason for all the dead Mount Weather people.

" I tried to be the good guy," Clarke looked down in shame. Freya didn't hate Clarke, though, because deep down, Freya would have done the same thing if it came to saving her friends.

" Sometims you have to be the bad guy," Freya said to Clarke, whose eyes filled with tears at her words.

Bellamy then lifted Freya off the floor and back into the bridal style. Together, all the Ark people had left moutn weathers. The walkout was slow and emotional. Especially when Freya spotted mayas Dead Corpse on the floor of the mess hall.

So when they had finally reached outside once again, Freya felt as if time had mirrored from the moment she stepped off the dropship for the first time. The smell of the pine and fresh air, the warmth of the sun on her skin.

But this time, she had the feeling of love for Bellamy and her unborn child

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THE END OF SEASON 2!!!!

Sorry if the chap was a bit rushed, I had no clue on how to write the ending in a smooth manner like the show was just chaotic in every way possible anyways

Thank you all for being so patient with me throughout the story, i know my real life has been so dramatic and took a lot more of my time. I wanna thank yall for me being my motivation to write and your comment are the best.

Before I start season 3, I have some question for you for the next season

Boy or girl?

Do you want the baby born in season 3?

Who's should the God parents be?

What should i change about Freya?

- Jayme