Whatever It Takes // Bellamy Blake Fanfiction.

I'm sorry (part 2)

"Raven!!" Daenerys helped her friend into the drop ship. "Are you okay?" Raven nodded weakly.

"Are you?" Daenerys nodded and settled Raven down with the help of Finn and Bellamy. She then held her hand while Clarke took a knife, heated up and pressed it on Raven's wound.

"That should stop the external bleeding" Clarke finished sealing Raven's wound.

"I don't understand." Finn said." How did Murphy get a gun?"

"Long story." Daenerys said, sitting next to Raven. She regretted all that had happened. Murphy was gone. She felt angry and sad about it.

"We got lucky. If Murphy hit the fuel tank instead of me, we'd all be dead."

"I'm so sorry this happened to you." Daenerys said, ignoring her own pain and holding her friend's hand.

"Wait, there's rocket fuel down there?" Clarke interrupted, being answered by Raven's nod. " Enough to build a bomb?"

"Enough to build 100 bombs... if we had any gunpowder left." Dead end...

"Let's get back to the reapers. Maybe they'll help us. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, right?"

"Not this enemy." Clarke said shivering.

"We saw them. Trust me, it's not an option." Finn added.

"There's no time for this." Clarke cut.

"Can she walk or not?" Finn inquired.

"No. We have to carry her." Clarke said.

"The hell you will. I'm good to go." Raven defended.

"Hey, listen to me. That bullet is still inside you. If by some miracle, there's no internal bleeding, it might hold until we get somewhere safe. But you are not walking there. Is that clear?" Raven nodded at Clarke and Finn stood.

"I'll get the stretcher."

"Can't run away fast enough, huh? Real brave." Bell mocked.

"Dying in a fight you can't win isn't brave, Bellamy, it's stupid."

"Spoken like every coward who's ever run from a fight." Bellamy went on, making Daenerys raise an eyebrow and hide a smile. She cared about Finn but she disagreed with the running away plan.

"All right, that's enough. It's time to go." Clarke interrupted.

"If they follow? It's a 120-mile walk to the ocean." Bellamy informed her.

"Look, we're wasting time. If he wants to stay, he can stay." Finn cut them.

"No, he can't. They can't do this without you, Bellamy." Daenerys interfered making them turn to her. "Sorry."

"She's right." Clarke added pulling Bellamy from his staring at the grounder girl.

"What do you want me to say, Clarke?"

"I want you to say that you're with us. Those kids out there, they listen to you."

"They're lining up to go. They listen to you more." Bellamy told Clarke.

"Clarke gave them an easy choice. But 5 minutes ago, they were willing to fight and die for you. You inspire them, you inspire all of us." Daenerys told him standing beside him.

" I'm afraid we're gonna need that again before this day is through." Clarke added.

She left and Daenerys turned to Bellamy. "This is not cowardice. If you don't all make it there, then you will have tried. Some battles are not supposed to be fought. You need to get out there and help Clarke lead them. Be the leader they need you to be." She gently soothed his arm.

Bellamy looked down for a while and suddenly looked up plunging his eyes into hers. "You're not coming?"

She shook her head. "Daenerys, please come. I'm sorry, I truely am sorry about what I've done to you. I'm a dick and I've ruined your life. I want to make up for it, even if I have to die for it. Please come with us. I'll die before leaving you."

Daenerys looked down, surprised by the strength of the feelings Bellamy was expressing. She knew she could never hate him. And she knew he regretted what he had done. Though she wondered how he had remembered.

"Don't say that. I don't want you to die. I don't belong with them but you do. I want your happiness. Go with your sister, she will need you. I told you I forgave you. So, it's alright. What happened wasn't entirely your fault, and that's the way things had to happen. I wouldn't have been here if it hadn't. "

"I...I can't leave you, Daenerys. Since we landed, even if you hated me, I...I knew I felt different. When people care they want the other's good. I've been so clumsy, and selfish. But I can't let-"

Daenerys cut him with a kiss which he returned passionately tightening her waist. She past her hand through his messy curly hair. She felt so strangely happy. They wished this moment would never end, yet it had to. This was all in the heat of the action. They had both felt that connection for some time, but they still had a way to go.

"Okay, here we go! Keep your eyes open! Keep your eyes open!" A delinquent shouted.

Daenerys and Bellamy pulled away. She pushed him towards the door. "I know you care Bellamy, and I don't hate you. Go now."

Bellamy looked back at her and walked away with all the delinquents, heading to the sea. Daenerys stood there looking at Bellamy until she couldn't see him, hoping he would turn around and come back. Why such a change in her feelings? She had once hated him, had she not? Or was it really hate? She looked down.

"Mebi oso na hit choda op nodotaim."