We're Coming Home (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

VI - His Sister's Keeper

I could never have just one refreshing, full night's sleep without interruption. I rubbed my eyes and pulled myself up to my elbows, turning to see who'd burst into my tent. When I saw the distress in Bellamy's eyes, I sat up fully, alert.

"Bellamy? What's wrong?"

"Have you seen Octavia?"

I shook my head and he grunted before leaving the tent without saying anything else. Without hesitation, I rolled over, picked up my weapons, and stepped out into the dawning chaos. Bellamy was gathering a search group to look for his sister, which, obviously, I was going to join. I wasn't going to just sit around when I could contribute something.

"Everybody, gather around and grab a weapon," Bellamy said, dumping a bunch of weapons on the ground. I already had all I needed, but it was good to see the others armed. "My sister's been out there alone for twelve hours. Arm up. We're not coming back without her."

I was surprised to see Jasper picking up a spear. Ever since he'd been captured by the grounders, I hadn't seen him leave camp, understandably. Perhaps Octavia was enough for him to face his fears.

"We need a tracker," Bellamy said, scanning the area. "Where's Finn?"
I shrugged, and called his name, but there was no response.

Bellamy was clearly growing impatient. "Finn get out here!"

Again, no response.

"Finn, we're leaving!"

"All right, I'm coming!" Finn shouted back, from within his tent.

I walked to the head of the group, intending to scout ahead when I heard people start to shout in wonder. Curious, I turned my head to the sky, and unease sat heavy in my stomach like a rock. Hundreds of bright lights fell from the slowly lightening sky. It wasn't a meteor shower, as the naive part of me hoped. They were bodies, three hundred of them, those that had been sacrificed in the culling on the Ark. Terrible as that was, it wasn't even the worst part. It meant all our efforts had been for nothing. Everyone on the Ark still didn't know we were alive.

"They didn't work," Raven said as she joined us. "They didn't see the flares."

"A meteor shower tells you that?" Bellamy asked.

"It's not a meteor shower, it's a funeral," Clarke replied, her face dark. "Hundreds of bodies being returned to Earth from the Ark. This is what it looks like from the other side. They didn't get our message."

Raven, furious, lunged at Bellamy.

"This is all because of you!" She yelled.

Clarke and Finn held her arms, stopping her.

"I helped you find the radio!" Bellamy argued.

"Yeah, after you jacked it from my pod and trashed it!"

"He knows," Clarke told her. "Now he has to live with it."
Bellamy's face fell. Only for a moment, and he put his wall back up right away. But I caught the regret in his eyes. I tried to offer him a smile, but he wouldn't look at me. I shrugged to myself and gripped tight to my bow. Comfort wasn't the issue right now. Finding Octavia was.

"All I know is my sister is out there and I'm gonna find her," Bellamy said. "You coming or what?"

"Yeah," Finn answered.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

I fell behind everyone, being sure to watch their backs. I didn't think the Grounders were much of head on attackers. From what I'd gathered, they liked to use the element of surprise, and sneaking around, mostly from behind. So I was going to protect them as best I could.