Something You Fight For

Episode: 17

A/N this is for the late update xx

When Clarke came too, three figures stood over her, their shadows illuminated by the light.
"Where.. am I." She beckoned, her hands feeling soft and weak like a damp sponge as she gripped the cold rail beside her. "Bellamy?"

"She's just a bit confused" a feminine voice called, they sounded familiar but Clarke's brain was feeling fuzzy. "Clarke, honey. It's your mom, we're at the hospital."

"Hospital, why?" Clarke huffed, her breathing seeming to echo in her ears. "What's wrong with me?"

"You passed out, what's the last thing you remember?" Baby asked, gently pressing her hand to Clarke's head.

"I was sitting on the couch.." Clarke huffed, moving her lips seeming to be an effort. "Lexa"

"Okay, she's fine. No brain damage, no injury.." Abby stayed to whoever else was in the room. "This.. this, flu is just taking a toll on her."
Clarke's brain pierced with pain as her eyes stared to focus on the room around her,
"She's going to be fine" Abby's voice assured as a gentle and rested on Clarke's arm.

"Hey, Hey. Don't move.." Ravens soft voice urged Clarke as she laid her head back. "Your visions a bit blurry cause they had to shine a light in your eyes to make sure you weren't dead, okay?" Raven joked, gently stroking Clarke's arm in a soothing manner. "You feel weak because Abby put you on medicine."

"Medicine.. why, what's wrong with me" Clarke groaned, "where's Bellamy"

"We called him, don't worry." Abby reassured her as Clarke's eyes came into almost perfect focus. "We.. we wanted to talk to you first."

"Why, what's wrong?" Clarke groaned, clutching to the bed as she pulled herself up.

"Honey, you passed out, you have high blood pressure, nausea.." Abby began listing items off.

"I have the flu?" Clarke queried, Abby's eyes drifting up from the clipboard and meeting with that of her daughters. A sorrowful look on her face as Raven's brows furrowed.

"It's.. not the flu." Raven sighed, sitting down on the bed and holding Clarke's hand.
"I need you to know whatever happens, we support you fully."

"What...... what's going on."

-

Clarke was currently living her worst nightmare as she sat on the edge of the hospital bed, dawning the ugly blue tie off as she stared to the floor.
Abby had to go off and tend to other patients whilst Raven had gone home, hoping to fix things with Finn or at least calm him down since Clarke's 'episode', he wasn't doing too well.

Clarke's mind heavily fixed on her issues, her hands gripping tightly to the side of the bed, almost ignorant to the door to her hospital room created open.

"Clarke?" Bellamy's voice called as he immediately walked over and engulfed her in a hug. "What's wrong, what happened" he urged her, only pulling away from her to check for injuries.

"I'm fine" she smiled, taking Bellamy's hand off her cheek and holding it in her own. Unaware on how to break the news to him, she decided it was best for him not to know. She card about him, if not given the short time she'd been with him she would have said she loved him, but she didn't want him to worry.

"I'm just sick, I passed out on Lexa.." she groaned, her head tossing to the side as Bellamy smiled at her.

"You're sick still, what do you want me to do?"

"Where do I start" Clarke laughed as Bellamy neatly kissed her forehead, gently chuckling to himself as he pulled away from her.

"Come on, let's get you home. I'm gonna make you a lovely dinner of chicken soup" Bellamy smiled, running his hands through her hair. "Are you sure you're okay."

"Yeah, I'm fine." Clarke smiled, gently kissing Bellamy back as her heart shattered in her own chest.