Ready, Aim, Fire

Chapter Six

I remember the trip back to Camp Jaha. Slightly. I remember somehow convincing Bellamy and Clarke that I was okay to walk and actually walking a little bit. I remember Finn refusing to look at me or speak to me, and I remember not wanting him to. I remember getting really dizzy and lightheaded after about three hours of walking on my own. I also remember Bellamy carrying me, but everything after that is a little fuzzy.

That was two days ago.

I still haven't spoken a word to Finn, and We've been avoiding each other like the plague. Abby let out of the medical tent about an hour after I grew fully conscious. SHe said I lost a lot of blood and probably made the wound worse by all the walking I did. After that, Bellamy came in, and I left when he did, ignoring Abby's words of warning to be careful. It barely even hurt.

Bellamy took me into the Ark and ed me through the hallways until we came to a stop in front of a door. "Uh, Bell, why are we here?" I had asked, giving him a confused look. He scratched the back of his neck, looking nervous. "Well, this is the room they assigned me to, and I was wondering if you wanted to be assigned to it too." He said, trailing off at the end, the nervous look still clear on his face. "Bellamy Blake, are you asking me to move in with you?" I had asked, unable to keep an amused smirk off of my face. "Because if you are..." I said, taking a step closer. "Then it would be a definite yes."

Bellamy's eyes had lit up, and I smiled up at him. Bellamy closed the small remaining distance between us, leaning down to press his lips to mine. I returned the kiss, smiling into it as I heard him fumble to get the door open. Without breaking the kiss, the door opened, and Bellamy leaned down even more, placing his hands on the back of my thighs, and I got the hint. I jumped, wrapping my legs around Bellamy's torso and ignoring the slight amount of pain in my side as Bellamy walked us into the room and kicked the door shut behind us.

Being a little preoccupied with shoving Bellamy's jacket off his shoulders and the feeling of his lips attacking my neck and jaw, I didn't really take notice of what the room looked like until the next morning. I woke up tangled up with Bellamy and the bed sheets. One of his arms was under my neck, his hand gently running through my hair, while his other arm rests on my hip, caressing the skin there.

"Morning, Princess." He said, kissing my nose as I turned to face him. I laughed softly at the sweet gesture and rolled over to lay partially on my stomach, resting my head on his shoulder as his hand previously on my hip resting on the small of my back. "Morning." I said back, raising my head to place a kiss on his cheek before laying it back down on his bare chest. Bellamy and I took the morning to just be comfortable in each other's presence, knowing full well we won't get a chance to for a long time. But, that all ended later in the afternoon when Clarke knocked on the door, claiming we needed to talk about Mount Weather.

After getting our clothes back on, Bellamy and I met Clarke outside at a table where she spent the rest of the afternoon spilling every detail about Mount Weather she had, leading us to where we are now, sitting at a table for four in the chilly night air with empty cups sitting in front of us. Bellamy and I sit next to each other on one side of the table while Clarke occupies the other side.

"Okay, tell me again." Bellamy says, nodding towards Clarke's hand drawn map on the table. "It's a labyrinth. We got to the dam through this tunnel." She says, pointing to the drawn tunnel with the end of her pencil. "It's all connected to the mine system. That's our way in." She finishes, causing Bellamy and I to both nod as she leans back in her seat. "Sure, if we can get past the Reapers and the Mountain Men." I say, causing Clarke to sigh as her gaze switches to me. "I swear to God, if your mom doesn't sanction a mission soon, I'm going by myself." Bellamy says, causing both of us Griffins to look at him. "You definitely won't be by yourself." I say, placing my hand over his as Clarke nods in agreement. Bellamy returns Clarke's nod then turns to me, flipping his hand over and grasping onto mine. I give him a small smile as he gives it a little squeeze.