power // bellamy blake

{ eleven }

Later at night while Russell and Alie were gone, Bellamy was trying to use the hairpin to take the handcuffs out of his hands. Once he did, he helped Jordan and he stood up.

"What are you doing?" Echo groaned, when she saw Bellamy.

"I'm getting our friend back." Bellamy said and he grabbed the chair that was on the room and he threw it against the glass, breaking it. 

Hope was slightly unconscious but she heard the glass break but she never thought it was Bellamy who was going to get her. The alarm of the rooms started to ring and Jordan hurried up to take the handcuffs out of everyone.

Bellamy carefully jumped to the room where Hope was and he started to take the wires that were attached to her body.

"Come on, wake up." He mumbled as he tried to wake up Hope. "Hope, please."

"A real badass, huh?" Hope whispered, still with her eyes closed. 

"You scared the hell out of me." He mumbled and grabbed her bride-style and he helped her get out of that room.

"Come on, I think I know a way out." Clarke said as the group ran before.

They found a way out and they ran away. Far away. Of course Bellamy was the last one since he was carrying Hope on his arms.

"They left." Russell said as he got closer to Alie.

"I know. I wasn't counting that it would be so soon but I knew he was going to find a way." Alie replied.

"Her best-friend? Jordan?" Russell asked confused.

"Bellamy Blake." Alie looked at Russell and he frowned. "Of course, he'd save her. He would die trying." Alie smiled. "He doesn't know it yet but I do."

"How?"

"You see, science is a very tricky thing. It can never predict any type of love or bond. But those two, they're meant to have something between them. I've traveled a lot, Russell." Alie walked from one side to another of the room."Their fate is already crossed."

"What is their fate, exactly?" He looked at her. 

"She'll die on his arms."

Alie looked at Russell and he took a deep breathe. Alie could sense the future, maybe not 100% correctly but she could. 

Bellamy and the others found a little house on the middle of the woods and of course they entered as soon as they realized it wasn't no one there.

"I'll won't take long, okay?" Jordan asked low to Hope who was being put on the bed by Bellamy. 

"Hey there." Hope smiled gently at Jordan. She was still weak but she could see that he was crying.

"I'm going to be on the other room okay?" Jordan looked at her, kissing her forehead. 

"Okay." Hope mumbled and Jordan left, closing the door behind him. "So.." She mumbled looking at Bellamy who sat next to her.

"You're safe now." He said low, pulling the hair out of her eyes carefully. 

"Thanks to you." She whispered, getting closer to him. Close enough to put her head on his lap.

"Do you think she knows we escaped?" He asked low, touching her face gently.

"Of course she does." Hope sighed. "How do you think he's holding up?"

"Jordan's tough. He's brave and he loves you." Bellamy smiled gently. "I think the lockup changed something on him. And see you getting tortured.."

"It didn't only change him. Echo didn't spell a word at me." Hope laughed softly, weak.

"Eh. I guess it was because Octavia snapped at her."

"Preach." Hope smiled a little. "Your sister is hot, like really hot." Hope mumbled. "Is it a DNA thing? Cause you are also hot as hell." Hope chuckled, closing her eyes.

"Don't develop a crush for me, Miss badass Hope." He smiled at her. "Or for Octavia."

"Who says I don't already have for both of you?" Hope joked, not really joking.

"I know you have." He winked at her and she rolled her eyes, covering herself more as he cleaned the sweat out of her face. "You probably won't remember tomorrow so I'll tell you something too. Echo made me chose between her and Clarke." Bellamy sighed. "And I'm here with you." 

"You chose me?" She looked at him and he smiled a little.

"I read once that it doesn't matter for how long you've met the person. It matters the connection you have with them."

"Don't develop a crush for me, Mister badass Bellamy." She smiled a little and he kissed her forehead.

"I kinda missed your sense of humor."

"You kinda missed me." Hope rephrased.

"I kinda missed you." He admitted and Hope fell asleep slowly.