Beautiful Ark [Bellarke Oneshots]

May We Meet Again

My first fanfic for this fandom and Bellarke too! I just finished watching The 100 and it's absolutely amazing! I hope it's Bellarke-y enough. Anyway, this picks up after season 2 where Clarke leaves and Bellamy stays *sniff sniff*

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The moment Bellamy stepped out of his tent he knew he would be patrolling the parameters tonight.

He tilted his head to look up at the night sky. It was clear. There weren't any clouds to hide the sheer brightness of the moon and the hint of a thousand stars waiting to be seen. He couldn't see them for now, but he would if he went out a few minutes later.

After sending another glance at his sister's tent which bore the shadow of two people under the light of a lamp, he set out to report to Kane.

He walked silently across the large field he had known to call as home.

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Clarke ran as fast as she could, trying her best to avoid fallen twigs and branches on the floor. She had to move fast and without any noise that would give her location away.

When it felt like she was far enough, she stopped and hid behind a large rock, keeping herself calm and listening for any sounds. Nothing. A wave of relief washed over her as she finally lost whoever was on her tail, or whatever.

Sighing, she lifted herself to stand and find herself a safe place to rest for the night.

With careful steps, she walked across the vast jungle of trees she now lived in.

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It wasn't difficult for Bellamy to get into guard duty. Especially when he knew Kane had grown fond of him.

Jaha hadn't really come back, so Abby and Kane had to take charge. Abby was still the Chancellor, but nowadays it really didn't mean anything anymore when she gave everyone in the Council equal power. The Council actually meant Abby, Kane and him. Everything went through the Council and the three of them would decide together. Not as one leader, but together as a team. So far it had proven to be effective that's why he had no complaints about it.

He gripped his rifle tight as he jogged across his assigned area with ease as he swept across trees and shallow openings. He was alone unlike the others who went off in pairs. He didn't need a partner anyway. He knew the place like the back of his hand. It had been engraved in his mind and having a partner would only slow him down.

Patrolling gave him the thrill, the rush of adrenaline. It was something he needed even for a while.

After everything that had happened on Mount Weathers, everything suddenly settled in a peaceful state. It had been a while since they saw a Grounder and most of the time, they wouldn't give their camp a second glance. The beasts were a common visitor but it wasn't anything that the guards couldn't handle. You could say it was normal. For once, everyone else was safe and nothing was really going on except living the time of their lives on Earth.

But he still missed it all. The running, the fighting, the shooting. He did love the easiness the whole camp had settled into, but he also looked for the thrill of hunting and fighting for something.

For someone.

He shook his head and increased his speed.

But he wasn't really there just to patrol the grounds.

Better get this over with, he thought. And after that, he could have all the time to just be alone and to think.

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