Sacrifice and Survival

The Fellowship

An hour later the Skaikru trio had finished getting their packs ready and Clarke and Murphy waited while Bellamy took his canteen and weapons off his saddle. Where they were going a horse would be useless.

He threw his rifle over his shoulder and handed his handgun to Murphy. Murphy turned the weapon over in his hands as a smile slowly spread across his face, he couldn't help it but  damn it felt good to have something other than some medieval bullshit to fight with. He was never any good at close quarter fighting, shot and run, that's his motto. Murphy tucked the gun in his pants and handed his sword to Clarke. She looked it over, smiled, nodded and slid the sword through the belt around her pack and slung the pack over her shoulders. Clarke was never comfortable with guns, but in the last few months she'd gotten very good with heavy weapons.

Murphy looked at Bellamy "Now that's badass" he said tossing his head in her direction. Clarke has always been oblivious to what she looks like, never knowing how beautiful or fierce she could be. Dressed in some of Niylahs clothes, with her blonde hair braided away from her face, but left flying free down her back,  she stood with her hands on her hips and her two swords across her back, she was the perfect fierce Warrior Princess. 'My warrior princess' Bellamy thought to himself, the smile slowing fading from his face, 'not his.....not anymore.'

"We should get going" He said walking towards Niylah and reaching his arm out to her.

Niylah gasped Bellamy's forearm, "Safe travels Bellamy." She said.

"Thank you...thank you for everything." Bellamy said as Niylah turned towards Clarke.

"Take care Clarke" Niylah said pulling Clarke into a warm hug "If it goes well you come back. You are always welcome."

Clarke leans in putting her forehead against Niylah's "thank you for all you've done, and for being a friend." She kisses her lightly and whispers "And I'll make sure John, makes it home to you."

Niylah smiled a bit "If that is what he wants. Now go."

Clarke and Bellamy step off the porch and start walking slowly towards the woods.

They hear Murphy and Niylah talking and Bellamy turns to see the two in a passionate embrace.

Bellamy grunts in surprise causing Clark to look back "Don't stare Bellamy, it's rude." She pulls his arm "let's give them some space, Murphy can catch up."

"So that doesn't bother you, the two of them?" Bellamy asks as they walk slowly towards the tree line, he realizes that its none of his business and he can't believe he said that out loud.

"Them? No... No Niylah and I are good friends, no romance."

"I..ummm was referring to you and Murphy."

"Whoa... Me and Murphy?" Clarke looks stunned and nods towards the couple "they are much better together, trust me. She's good for him."

"So you and Murphy .... You haven't.... You aren't with Murphy; I mean ...you know ...... "

"Spit it out Bellamy" Clarke said with just a bit of an edge to her voice.

"..Slept with him, have you slept with Murphy?" Bellamy raked his hand over his face "...not my business, sorry"... he paused "but Murphy!?"

Clarke feeling fairly indignant and rightly so took a deep breath "Well yes, actually I have, every night for the last 3 and a half weeks, in caves, under trees, in run down shelters, a barn or two. Hey I even spent one night with Nyko," her voice elevating a bit "You wanna hear about that too!"

Bellamy closed his eyes trying to compose himself and his thoughts "I'm sorry" he said opening his eyes "It's just that you seemed pretty close" he shook his head "just chalk it up to the head injury"....he reached out and took her arm "I'm sorry."