Bellarke One-Shots

I'll Find My Way Back to You

Authors note, sorry it's been so long. Here is an idea of what Bellamy and Clarke meeting after 6 years could be like.

Bellamy's POV

It had taken us a while, one year and seven days to be exact, to figure out how and where to land. Raven had gone through coordinate after coordinate trying to find a safe, survivable place to land and then live.

Monty had nearly driven Harper insane always talking about how he was going to be able to ready the ark to land and all the various possible ways he could do. Echo, though she usually kept to herself in her room, only ever talked about going to the ground. In fact, Emori and Murphy were the only people who lived in the moment up in space. They didn't talk about landing or what they'd do when they finally walked on the ground again, instead they held hands and talked and laughed together. They savored the time they spent together regardless of where they were. I couldn't do that, not while Octavia was buried in the ground and Clarke had laid dead on its surface for years. No, all the time I spent in space was with the hope of returning home, to the ground.

Raven ran into the room. "I've got it." She said with a devilish grin, indicating that she finally cracked the code of how and where we'd land.

I returned her grin and said, "Then let's go home."

We rushed around the ark preparing for our long anticipated arrival back to Earth. If my self-made calendar was right we'd been in space for six years and seven days, one year and seven days longer than necessary, but we are going home now that Raven had found a green patch of land and Monty had concocted a risky plan to get home.

"What do I need to do?" I asked Monty and Raven. All seven of us were in the room waiting to be assigned roles in the plan, but I was tired of waiting, I wanted to do something.

Raven sighed and explained the plan. The further along she went into the explanation the more positive I was we were all going to die.

"Ready?" She asked with a very uncertain face.

"You bet." I said smiling as the excitement of going home was hitting like a cool breeze on a hot day. I felt comfortable and at ease, for once, I felt good.

"All right then." Monty said hesitantly, "Here we go." And with that the countdown on our watches went off and everyone scattered, running off to do their part.

The rest was a blur. Things went wrong, we improvised and tried something else. Then, more things went wrong, we improvised and tried something else. Then, THUD, we landed on the ground. And I'll never forget the sound we made as the ark crumbled as we hit the ground, I'll never forget the lightness in my stomach as Raven smiled and opened the doors, and never will I forget the warm feeling of being home.

A couple hours later, the buzz and adrenaline that fueled our ride home had subsided to tiredness. Our mini celebration was winding down and we were beginning to set up camp for the night. I was about to set up my makeshift tent when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Maybe I was tired or still hyped on adrenaline, but I followed it anyway because I swear it looks just like the rover.

"Hey, Bellamy. Where are you going?" Raven called out to me from across the fire.

"Nature calls." I said and she made a face.

"Make it quick the sun is going down." She hollered as I walked into the trees.

I listened intently, trying to hear anything I could to give me a trail. I whipped my head to the left when I heard the familiar hum of the rover's engine.

"That's impossible." I said aloud to myself in shock, following the hum anyways.

I ran until I caught up to the sound. Sure enough, it was the rover, moving slow and quiet through the dense trees. The fact that the rover was still intact wasn't even what had blown my mind, what had is the unanswered question, who is driving?

The rover drove into a sort of cave like structure. I waited what I assumed was a few minutes and then snuck up to the rovers back. I was about to peer over the edge when a gun was thrusted in my face.

"Whoa." I said surprised.

"Bellamy." A voice said. Not just any voice, though, the voice, the one that lulled me to sleep at night and haunted my dreams up in space. Clarke's voice.

"Clarke." I uttered lamely in shock.

"Bellamy! I radioed you everyday just hoping you'd come back." The gun lowered and was replaced by her face. She lunged out of the rover and threw her arms around me.

"How?" Was all my slow brain could muster up to say.

"I made it back to the lab. Plus I'm a night blood remember." She winked as she drew back from her one sided embrace.

"I thought you were dead." I said touching her cheek just to make sure.

"No," She said softly looking into my eyes, "you have to try a lot harder than a fiery end of the world to kill me."

I wrapped my arms around her slowly, just as I had imagined doing a million times when I was up in space. Now, however, I was on the ground where it was real, and I had found my long lost home.

"So how was space?" She asked and we untangled.

"Not much is new." I said casually while looking over every last feature of her face one more time. "I think it lost some weight though."

"Ha. Ha." She said humorlessly, while trying to hide her real smile. Gosh I missed that smile.

"How was the ground?" I fiddled with a strand of her blonde hair. I noticed she had cut it shorter, it looked nice.

"Oh you know, a giant wave of fire swept through, radiation made it unsurvivable, but on the plus side no mosquitoes." She said, matching my sarcasm.

"Any word from the bunker?" Clarke asked hopefully and my mind snapped back to Octavia.

"No." I said worriedly, "You?"

She shook her head and my heart sank. Their fine, I'm sure their fine. They have to be fine.

"Octavia will be fine." Clarke put her hand on mine and I had never been so grateful to be with another person. "She's strong and stubborn just like her brother."

"Your mom will be fine too." I said reassuringly and glanced down at Clarke. She was staring off into the distance at who-knows-what and she had the most thoughtful look on her face. The sunset was behind her, illuminating her face and making it glow. She looked beautiful.

"You have an eyelash on your cheek." I said leaning in to wipe it away. "Make a wish."

"More old world superstition?" Clarke raised her eyebrows at me as she blew the lash off my thumb anyways.

Our faces were so close and she looked so irresistibly beautiful, so I did something I'd wanted to do since I met her. I kissed her. She put her hand on my neck and I slid mine around her waist and everything. It was magical. When we pulled away we were both breathing heavy and smiling like fools in love. It was a perfect moment.

Then, however, the sunset faded into darkness and a tired face popped out of the back of the rover.

"What the..." My voice trailed off as my brain tried to process that there was another person in the back of the rover. A younger girl who appeared to have just woken up.

Noticing the odd and confused exchange the foreign girl and I were having, Clarke said, "Bellamy meet Madi, Madi meet Bellamy."