At last

Chapter Twenty Three

Clarke's point of view

"I'm taking first watch, Raven's taking second."
I cut off the protest that was beginning to spill out of his lips. "Listen, you're a huge part of our digging process. You could easily exhaust yourself if you lose any sleep." I leaned in closer to emphasize my next words, "And that's not going to get your sister free any faster."
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Bellamy's point of view

I stare into her determined eyes, my arms folded. I've known Clarke long enough to know when clarke want me to not do something, she isn't going to let me do it.
"Fine," I murmur. I turn back to the fire, but turn back once again. "You know if you would have let me kill that bear, nobody would have to stand out here and watch," I glare. Clarke is really getting on my nerves.
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Clarke's point of view

My patience was running thin since I - once again - had to explain to Bellamy why I had decided against shooting at the bear.
I paced closer to him, my hands on my hips.
"Did you see the size of that bear? Shooting at it would have been a death sentence." I narrowed my eyes. "Look, I know you just got back on the ground and you're excited to show off for everyone, but you can't just go around killing everything, Bellamy. Some animals are meant to be left alone, especially a bear of that size."
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Bellamy's point of view

I step forward, glaring. "Me showing off? God! You were the one who through a fit because you saw me and Echo come out from the trees!"
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Clarke's point of view

Clarke's point of view

"You-" I cut myself off, looking around at the others. Luckily, our fighting hadn't been overheard.
But then I saw Echo.
She watched from across the clearing through narrowed eyes, sharpening a hunting knife that she must have found in the rover.
The fury that had been boiling inside me turned to ice.
Suddenly aware of how close I had gotten to Bellamy, I stepped away, meeting his heated gaze once again.
"I'm not going to fight with you over this. I just know that my decision to not engage with that bear most likely saved our lives."
I turned away, beginning to walk back to the fire. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have mouths to feed."
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Bellamy's point of view

I shake my head letting out a heated sigh, following clarke over to the fire. I notice Echo is staring up at me and clarke as we make our way over.
I look toward her, not dropping the annoyed look on my face. As I sit down, she doesn't drop her stare. I look toward her making eye contact. She squints, looking into my eyes, trying to read them. She stares a little longer then slowly looks down at her knife, continuing to sharpen it.
"Who is hungry?"
Everyone looks up to clarke, smiles spreading on their faces. Everyone but Echo.