3 YEARS

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Clarke finally makes it to her mothers house. She gets out the car and grabs her daughter who is asleep and walks up to the door, then knocks.

Abbey answers it. "Hello sweety! Lay her in your old room." She whispers.

Clarke makes her way to her old room, places her daughter in her old bed then pulls the blanket over her.

Clarke gets back downstairs and her mother rushes to hug her. She hasn't seen her mother in almost a year. Her mother was there when her daughter was born. She's the only person who knew she was pregnant when she left.

Clarke: "Thank you so much. Me and Haven will only be here a month at the most. I just need to finish the last of my course." She says

Abbey: "You two are welcome here as long as you want." She smiles.

Clarke had one year of med school under her belt when she found out she was pregnant. She had one month left and then she was done. She couldn't make it work, working two jobs, being a full time student and taking care of a 2 year old. It was hard. She reached out to her mother, who was more then happy to help.

They sat on the couch and chatted for a little then clarke heard a tiny vocie call "Mommy?" She shot up and ran upstairs.

Clarke: "Hi baby." She smiled pushing her daughters hair out of her face. She looked just like her.

Haven reached her arms up and clarke carried her downstairs. Haven ran to her grandma once she saw her.

Haven: "Grammy!" She said with a huge smile.

Clarke offered to cook dinner so her mother and her daughter could catch up. She started making the meat for tacos, which happened to be Haven's favorite at the moment.

They ate dinner then abbey headed to work, she had the night shift for the next week, so she'd be gone from 7pm to 7am.

Clarke noticed they were out of milk, and Haven loved milk, she drank warm milk before bed. So she grabbed her keys and put her and haven's shoes on and headed to the store.

She went to the further store in town, she didn't want to risk seeing anyone. She was only going to be here a month at the most then she was gone again. Noone needed to know why she left.

She reached the milk, after haven had picked out a few other things.

"She is so cute. I can't wait to have a daughter." A familiar voice said.

Clarke turned her head to see. Octavia Blake..

Octavia: "Oh my god? Clarke?" She says.

Clarke takes in the pregnant Octavia standing infront of her. She looked small, maybe 4 months.

Clarke: "Hi Octavia." She smiles.

Octavia: "You have a daughter." She stated. Looking at Haven. "Is she... bells?.." she asks shakily.

Clarke: "No." She laughs. "I'm not sure who the father is.. I think.. I .. It's. a... Finn!" She says tripping over her own words.

Octavia: "Oh.. okay." She says concerned. "I should go grab bellamy! He will be so happy to see you!" She says.

Fuck! He was here? In this store!? Then Octavia yells "Bell!!"

Clarke: "Thats really nice. But we are in a hurry." She says turning around taking her daughters hand.

Bellamy: "Yeah?" He says turning the corner, at the opposite end of Octavia. Coming face to face with... "Clarke..?" He says looking at her face.

Clarke: "Hello. So sorry to cut this short. We have to leave." She says.

Bellamy: "We?" He says then notices the little girl, as clarke walks away with her.

Octavia can see he is puzzled, watching them leave.

Octavia: "Finn's daughter." She says filling in the blanks.

Bellamy: "Oh.. okay.. are they still together?" He asks.

Octavia: "Kind of sounded like Finn didn't even know he has a daughter." She says walking away.

Clarke gets back to her house it's 7:45pm. So she heats up some milk for Haven and she drinks it then they snuggle on the couch watching a movie. Once Haven falls asleep clarke picks her up in her arms and carries up to her room, then lays her in bed. It's about 9pm now so Clarke decides to have some ice cream and finish the movie.

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Bellamy stands in the aisle shocked. Clarke has a daughter, with Finn.. when did her and Finn ever even get together. As far as he knew him and Clarke dated for 2 years before he went to the army and she left because she was upset by it.

Bellamy reaches into his pocket and grabs his phone texting Finn.

Bellamy- Finn. Hey. I know we haven't talked in a while. Wanna get a beer?

Finn- Hey Bellamy. Yeah sure. Grounders? At 9?

Bellamy- Yeah. See you there.

Bellamy gets to the bar it's 8:50. Finn should be showing up soon. He orders a beer already waiting. Then five minutes later he sees Finn enter the bar, and make his way over to him.

Finn: "Hey, what's up? Why the invite?" He asks.

Bellamy: "Clarkes back." He says.

Finn: "Oh, she is? Why don't you seem happy?" He asks.

Bellamy: "She has a daughter." He says.

Finn: "Oh.. Is the father still in the picture?." He says.

Bellamy: "She told Octavia you're the father." He says, as Finn laughs.

Finn: "Me and Clarke never did anything, ever." He says still laughing.

Bellamy: "Oh? Why would she lie?" He asks.

Finn: "You and her dated. You were the it couple.. Then you went to the army to afford College for Octavia. And Clarke disappeared." He says. "How old is her daughter?" He asks.

Bellamy: "I don't know. Maybe 1.5 , 2? Why does it matter?" He asks

Finn: "I bet you're the father Bellamy.." he says softly.

Bellamy: "No.. Clarke wouldn't do that to me." He says

Finn: "Think about it.. You tell Clarke you are going into the army. Did she fight it?" He asks.

Bellamy: "No actually.. she seemed upset.. but them she broke up with me, and I hadn't seen her since today." He says

Finn: "She wanted you to chase your dreams. She didn't want you to give up your dreams becasue she was pregnant. So she left and did it on her own." He says.

Bellamy: "But why come back now?" He asks looking down.

Finn: "Maybe she wanted to tell you." He says.

Bellamy: "She practically ran out of the store, once she saw me.. I didn't even get a good look at her daughter." He says putting his head into his hands.

He checks the time. Woah, when did it get so late he wonders. It's 11:30pm.

Bellamy: "Hey, I'm gonna run. I work early tomorrow." He says placing money on the counter and heading out.