In His Arms

Chapter 5

Octavia, Lincoln and Raven left shortly after the Blakes had come back inside again, and Bellamy would not stop apologising for not being there. The only time he stopped was when I was falling back asleep.

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Bellamy's arms slowly pulled themselves from my body and the bed dips where he sits up. I stir at the sudden loss of warmth, and peer up to him with sleepy eyes. "Did you get any sleep?" I say groggily, startling Bellamy. By the time I was ok again, Bellamy only had 2 hours before he had to leave for his morning shift. His first shift since I was back.

"No. But I couldn't sleep again knowing you could have easily fallen back into the state you were in before I got there." He says quietly. He kisses the top of my head before he gets out of the bed and says, "Go back to sleep... I will get Octavia to come and lay with you so that you don't have another nightmare."

I shake my head and sit myself upright, "No. I'm fine." I say defiantly, not wanting to risk sleeping without him by my side again. "Hey, Bell?" He peers over his shoulder as he takes his t-shirt off, and replaces it with another. "Could you take me with you? You know, to watch over the gates?" He contemplates it for a moment as he grabs his boots and ties them.

"Are you sure Clarke? You have had a pretty rough night as it is." He finally says. "I'm fine Bellamy." "You keep saying that, Princess. But I'm not sure whether I should believe it anymore." He says sadly. "I am Bell, I promise. I just don't want to stay in here alone all day." He finally gives in and walks over to me. "Ok, but the second Octavia's shift starts she is bringing you back here to change and she is taking you to see your mother."

I sigh as he pops open the wheelchair and throws all the pillows and blankets at it. "Doesn't that defeat the purpose? If it is Octavia's shift, how will she take me? She will be working." "I am taking her shift, as punishment for not coming back to you as soon as I could last night." He replies, lifting me up and placing me into the wheelchair.

He walks over to the dresser and pulls out two of his jackets, giving one to me and putting the other one on himself. I smile as I put it on and he wheels us out, the two of us chatting the whole way there.

"It's 5am, and Octavia's shift would start at 9, so you have 4 hours to kill." Bellamy says as we approach the gates. He pushes me up the ramp, coming face to face with Miller. "Oh, hey Miller." I say perkily. "Clarke! Hey, how you doing?" He hugs me and pulls back, looking into my eyes for an answer.

"Good. I'm doing good." I lie, feeling Bellamy's body grow stiff behind me. He wheels me beside the empty seat and sits himself in it, turning to Miller, "Anything?" Miller shakes his head and the two of them start speaking in guard-language. A language that is rather boring and quite tiring to try and comprehend.

"Clarke, you see that-" Bellamy says, but stops, realising I had fallen asleep.

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"How much sleep has she had since this morning?" Octavia asks as I start to come to. "Around 4 maybe 5 hours." Bellamy replies as I yawn and sit up, grabbing their attention. "Hey, C. Ready for our little road-trip round camp?" Octavia says excitedly. I smile at her and nod my head then look to Bellamy, "See ya later. I'll make sure O drops me off here at 1." He smiles at me and nods to O, "Make sure you take her to Abby. And don't let her talk you out of it. I just want to see whether there are any more meds she can be given to help with the attacks." O nods her head and wheels me off as I huff in annoyance. "I don't need to have more meds..."

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"Mum?" I call as we reach med-bay. My mum rushes around the corner of the empty med-bay and smiles when she sees me. "Clarke! How are you feeling?" "I'm ok-" I start, before being stopped by Octavia's insessent need to tell her the truth. "She has been having a lot of panic attacks recently and throwing up. Bellamy just wanted to make sure everything was ok and if there was any meds she could be given to help."