Of the Night: A Story From the 100

{7} Taming the Lion

"Hey Bellamy! Bellamy!" 

I stirred awake at the shouts and I looked beside me to see Bellamy resting his head on my shoulder. His eyes were blinking as he tried to wake up and I blushed at his closeness. His eyes shifted up to mine and he weakly smiled. All I could say was that sleepy Bellamy was adorable.

"Bellamy!" Jasper burst into the tent suddenly.

I gasped in surprise and Bellamy sat up rapidly, glaring at the younger boy. Jasper looked between us, his face clearly embarrassed. I realized he must have assumed that we were fooling around and my cheeks began to burn.

"Get out!" Bellamy commanded angrily, pointing t Jasper. The boy scurried out and Bellamy sighed. He turned back to me, his shirtless body distracting me from thinking clearly. "Sorry."

"It's fine," I said quietly and looked down. "They already think we both are together anyways."

He raised an eyebrow and then chuckled before sliding his shirt over his head and walking out of the tent. I followed after him and looked down as I saw Jasper and the rest of the 100 gathered outside. It was dark and Jasper looked nervous.

"What was so important Jasper?" Bellamy questioned.

"Sorry," Jasper apologized, looking from him to me. "It's just that Octavia still hasn't come back."

"Are you sure?" I asked with wide eyes.

Jasper nodded and Bellamy narrowed his eyes. "Hey, everybody, gather around and grab a weapon. My sister's been out there alone for 12 hours. Arm up. We're not coming back without her."

Clarke, who was standing nearby, walked forwards. "Hey, Jasper, you don't have to do this. You haven't left camp since we brought you back."

Jasper shook his head. "Clarke, I need to do this." She looked uncomfortable with the idea but nodded. She faced me. "I assume you are going. Be careful on that ankle."

I frowned and peered at her. "You didn't seem to care about that yesterday when you shoved me." Her eyes flashed with guilt.

Bellamy chuckled at my statement before becoming serious. "We need a tracker. Finn. Get out here." He waited a moment and then shouted again. "Finn, we're leaving."

"All right. I'm coming," his shout called back and he appeared a few moments later.

"What is that? So bright?" someone beside me asked and I turned to follow where he was pointing.

A bunch of streaks crossed the sky, arcing until they faded away into nothingness.

"Did you see that? Look up there. It's so beautiful," another person nearby by me exclaimed.

Raven appeared next to us, frowning at the sky. "They didn't work. They didn't see the flares."

Bellamy questioned, "A meteor shower tells you that?"

"It's not a meteor shower, it's a funeral," Clarke corrected him, her eyes growing teary. "Hundreds of bodies being returned to the earth from the ark. This is what it looks like from the other side. They didn't get our message."

Raven growled and stepped towards Bellamy. "This is all because of you!"

"I helped you find the radio," Bellamy hissed.

Raven crossed her arms. "Yeah, after you and your girlfriend here jacked it from my pod and trashed it!" I grimaced and felt the need to punch her.

"Yeah, they know," Clarke told Raven, stepping in between them. "Now they both have to live with it."

"All I know is that my sister is out there and I'm gonna find her," Bellamy stated. He turned to Finn. "You coming or what?"