We do this Together

Chapter 16: Treatment

                       
Clarke

Very slowly, as soon as she gains consciousness her body begins to sting. Her eyes dart open and sees a bright light towering above her.

" She's awake." A voice calls out but she's trying to figure out where she is,it doesn't take long to realize that she's in the med bay. But when she tries to sit up, she notices that she can't, in fact she can't move at all. Like a flash, it all comes back to her: every single thing.  She notices something warm on her hand and then sees Bellamy.

" How you feeling?" His asks gently

" Been better." She grinds her teeth from the poison spreading through her veins

Suddenly, Clarke kicks out but her mom is yelling Bellamy to keep her still while she waits for Lincoln and Finn to get back with the vaccine.

" Distract me?" She smiles to him and he nods, thinks for a moment then smiles himself

" When I was around 6, Octavia had just been been born and I would go outside the apartments, sneak up to the huge window on Phoenix- and there would be this girl...maybe around 3 or 4 and I would catch her drawing really bad pictures of the earth and-"

" That was me." Clarke says weakly before drifting off into a state of sleep.

Bellamy

Once Clarke had drifted off, the door burst open and Bellamy held Clarke's hand tighter as Monte came rushing in with a tube of amber liquid. Abby takes it off Monte and attaches it to the needle to stick into Clarke

Without warning, Abby sticks the needle into Clarke and Bellamy watches as the liquid enters her skin, Abby takes the needle away and place as plaster over it- waiting anxiously for something to happen. Bellamy watches blindly and Abby finds a scalpel knife and moves towards Clarke; suddenly, she's wide awake and screaming out in pain as if her whole body was on fire. She loses Bellamy's hand in the most of it all while he
tries to keep her from moving- she doesn't stop screaming and crying in pain.

" Abby what's happening?" Bellamy asks worriedly, keeping films hands on Clarke's shoulders, keeping her still

" The acid will be burning the poison out." She tells him, amongst all the screaming

" From the inside?" He shrieks, putting more pressure into Clarke's shoulders

" Now I need to cut it out.' Abby says holding a scalpel knife," Clarke sweetie-"

" JUST FUCKING DO IT!" Clarke cries, with tears running down her cheeks and she doesn't hesitate to cut her arm, allowing blood to flow freely from it- Clarke's screaming stops into deep breaths as she closes her eyes.

Eventually, the infected blood stops flowing out and just normal blood begins to show so Abby takes that as her sign to bandage it up. The three of them don't talk at all and Bellamy just towers above Clarke, rubbing her shoulders in circular motions.

" Right, everything is fine and your wound is all sorted. I suggest you get some sleep Clarke, god knows the last time you slept." Abby tells her and she nods, too weak to argue with her; Bellamy and Abby leave Clarke all alone with her thoughts.

As they leave to go outside, Bellamy feels a tug on his arm so he turns around to see a very stern- and a very different looking Abby.

" So, now that everyone can relax because Clarke is fine- why did my daughter nearly die today Bellamy?" She asks him, anyone other than Bellamy- possibly excluding Clarke- would have been dying on the spot of Abby's intimidation but Bellamy just raises an eyebrow and begins to tell her, she knows she's hard on him because he shot Jaha but, she owes him a lot too

" Let's just say the grounders want war. So we better start preparing."

" How did Clarke end up with a stab wound, I thought it was a meeting." It begins to turn into an interrogation.

" Honestly Abby,I wasn't on the bride with Clarke- my job was to cover Clarke and keep her alive." He answers back irritated.

" Well, you nearly messed that up didn't you." She says coldly," My daughter nearly died today because of you."

" I SAVED her life Abby, and not the first time so don't tell me how to save people." He warns then takes a breath," I want guards doubling up and eyes 24/7 on every post, nobody leaves the camp without my permission." Bellamy orders and Abby put her hands on her hips

" Since when do you make those decisions?" She asks startled

" Since nobody else see,s to do it right and the only other person who can is now in a bed." He scoffs," I have things to do and so do you." He says then walks off without an answer from Abby.

And he couldn't care  less.