Alive

Chapter 9

It's been a couple weeks since Clarke was reunited with her friends. Since then they haven't seen another ship or anything to do with the first on that landed. In that time they've almost completely forgotten of the potential threat to their peace. With the help of the others Clarke has been putting all their manpower and focus into something much more important, getting to the bunker. In just two weeks, and with only nine sets of hands, they've gotten a large amount of debris away from the bunker door. They were all working hard to get their friends out but Clarke was pushing herself past the point of exhaustion. She was doing whatever she could to get her mother out, even if it meant skipping out on sleep. It was early in the afternoon when Bellamy finally convinced Clarke to at least get a few hours sleep before working anymore. Bellamy wasn't the only one who tried to get Clarke to sleep but he was the only she seemed to ever listen to.

Clarke had just woken up and was about to head down the stairs from her room when she heard hushed voices below her. She peaked over the stairs to see Bellamy and Raven sitting at the table, their backs facing her. Even though she knew she shouldn't, she stopped to listen in on what they were saying.

"You really should tell her Bellamy."

"There's not reason to tell her Raven, what happened wasn't important. And what would telling Clarke now change?" Although they weren't talking loudly, Clarke could hear the frustration in Bellamy's voice.

Why were they talking about me? And what is so important that Raven thinks he should tell me? Clarke thought to herself. She knew listening was wrong but she couldn't stop now, especially since she knows it's about her.

"I know you care about her, and I don't know what's going on between you two, but I can tell she cares about you too. Hell she only ever listens to you."

"She cares about everyone Raven, I'm no exception."

Clarke could practically feel Raven rolling her eyes at Bellamy. "I swear you are so damn stubborn it actually pains me. So tell me then, if nothing is going on then why do you sleep in her bed." Bellamy stumbled over his words trying to find a response, but Raven cut him off before he could find one. "Yeah I noticed, you're not slick, you never have been. Bellamy I even noticed it before everything happened. I just don't want something else to get in the way like before." Raven put her hand on his shoulder, giving him a reassuring squeeze.

"Maybe you're right, maybe I should just tell her -"

Bellamy didn't finish his sentence because he was stopped by Murphy barging into the room.

"May I introduce to you your new farmer." Murphy bowed in a exaggerating way to make sure the two knew he was talking about himself.

"You planted one seed John you are not a farmer" Emori followed in after him. "If you're a farmer then I must a rocket scientist."

"You weren't supposed to tell them that." Murphy tried to sound mad, but everyone obviously knew he wasn't serious when he wrapped his arm around Emori's shoulder.

Clarke decided there was no reason to stay hidden anymore, so she made her way down the stairs to the others. The few hours of sleep she got made her feel much better, recharging her for the more work ahead.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Clarke didn't want Raven or Bellamy to know that she was listening to their short conversation. What ever they were talking about, she hoped Bellamy would tell her soon.

"Well someone is in a much better mood. I'm guessing you had a good sleep?" Raven asked Clarke as she walked into the room.

"I did! Now I'm ready to get back to work moving more rubble."