Whatever It Takes // Bellamy Blake Fanfiction.

Nothing comes easy on Earth

Daenerys P.O.V.

"I'll come back tomorrow." I then said with a smile. I felt like I couldn't leave him by himself. It felt as if something was wrong...

Anyway, I had to go back to Lincoln.

Writer POV.

She reached the cave and found it empty.

"Lincoln?" She called out, but the only sound that came to her was the echo of her voice. She drew her sword and walked through the darker part of the cave, but Lincoln arrived, making her jump.

"Crap! You scared me!"

"Sorry, uh... you were away long?" He asked.

"No..." She replied suspiciously. She sheathed back her sword and sat on a log that was inside. "What is it Lincoln? "

"It's that...I uh... I have a Sky person."
He finally dropped.

Daenerys' eyes opened wide. Who could he have? He sat down across from her and took out a drawing book and opening at about the second half, he showed her a portrait of a girl.

"Octavia..." She said in an inaudible whisper. Her head snapped up to Lincoln. "Her brother will come for her, he'd do anything for her. He has such a big heart, and it will break if he can't find her."

"You care about him." He said, making Daenerys' jaw drop.

"No! He killed my sister and mother. I...I hate him!.... But I do not hate his sister. And I want her to be happy."

"I know. I'll take care of her injured leg and let her go." He decided.

Daenerys smiled and gave his hand a comforting squeeze. She had noticed that he already cared for Octavia, and she knew that he wasn't a brute like the 100 thought, she believed that many more grounders were like him, ready for peace.

"I'll go and see her, if you don't mind." Lincoln nodded and put his knife in the fire.

Daenerys walked through the cave and saw Octavia, unconscious. She stroke her hair, and laid her down in a more comfortable position, pulling furs on her. She admired the girl. Though she didn't think it was a good idea if she saw her, so she left and while Lincoln took care of her she left to see Roan.

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She found him sitting in the dark, by the fire, deep in thoughts. He jumped as she arrived. But relaxed as he realised it was her.

"It's just I may not be able to come after tomorrow, because my people is looking for Octavia who was found injured by Lincoln, if they find her, they'll probably find Lincoln, and I have to help him. "

Roan nodded in a kingly way.
"I know I will meet you again, because Commanders do not live forever, and when the time comes for a new one, I'll make sure you're in the conclave."

"Why are you doing this? Why would you want a Sky person as Commander?" Daenerys asked quite puzzled by the Prince's dispositions towards her. They only just met. "Besides, you hardly know me."

"That's where you're mistaken. You see, people like you are rare, as I don't like admitting it, people like Lexa kom Trikru are rare, and people need these kinds of people. I've studied you, and there are still tons of things I don't know, but I know what kind of person you are. I know you are ready to sacrifice your life for your people. And I would even say, that because you are from the sky, your heart is greater than Lexa's. See, I've figured out who you are through your way of acting and through your way of fighting."

Daenerys was amazed by the Prince and touched by what he had just said. She sat by his side straight, silent. She respected Roan, just like he respected her.

They talked again before she left for her cave and went to sleep, not waiting for Lincoln.

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Four days went by before Octavia tried to escape, but Lincoln found just in time to save her from a spear, that Roma, Bellamy's girlfriend received.

Daenerys wasn't aware of what was happening. After saying goodbye to roan who was leaving, she returned to the cave and got lunch ready, for Lincoln and Octavia and herself. Octavia didn't know about Daenerys being here.

While she was preparing lunch, she heard a horn. She raised to her feet.
"Lincoln! That's the acid fog horn!" She knew that Lincoln would run fast enoughto get to the cave in time so she remained inside. Though, after about 15 minutes of anxious waiting, she begun to worry about him and decided to go and see if he wasn't with Octavia. When she saw what  was happening, Lincoln on the floor and the others ready to kill him, she drew her sword.

"Em pleni! " She shouted and everyone turned to her. No one recognised her with the grounder clothes and her war paint.

No one moved. She tried to reach for Lincoln, worried he might be dead, but her eyes fell on Finn. He had a knife in his chest and wasn't moving. Bellamy ceased the opportunity and knocked her out.

"We have to leave, now!" Bellamy shouted, before others come." They took Finn away and Bellamy helped Octavia, glancing one last time at Daenerys.

When she opened her eyes, she didn't pay attention to the blood streaming on the side of her face and rushed to Lincoln.

"No, no, no! Please, Lincoln, wake up!'"

"What the hell?? Is this actually, English? " Bellamy's voice echoed through the cave. She turned around and unsheathed her two swords.

"Back off Bellamy! " She said with a slight accent. 

His jaw dropped as he immediately recognised the voice. "Daenerys, what are you doing here?"

"I said back off, he's a friend! He took care of Octavia, she wouldn't be alive otherwise. "

"I've been searching for her for 4 days!" His voice cracked and Daenerys didn't want to hurt him.

"Listen, Bellamy, "her voice was softer,"just leave, please. His people aren't savages." 

"Yeah? Well tell that to Roma. She's dead with a spear in the chest." He said, obvious pain in his voice and eyes.

Daenerys felt bad, but could not let them take Lincoln.

"I'm sorry." She said.

"Daenerys! Step aside!" Miller's voice echoed behind her. She turned  around and saw him holding a knife to Lincoln's throat.

"N-no, Miller, please! You can't! Please!"

But Bellamy took her by behind and disarmed her, and knocked her out against the wall. They knocked Lincoln out again, beating him.

"Now, let's go!" He ordered and his two followers took Lincoln, while he delicately took Daenerys. His eyes were full of admiration. She was such a badass, and so fearless, but now, in his arms, she seemed so fragile, so harmless. She was so beautiful.