Romeo and Juliet

Chapter Five

So, Mount Weather; when do we leave?" Clarke stood at once, hiding her map in a back-pack she'd found on the dropship. Always resourceful... Bellamy thought, smiling when he saw her.

"Right now. We'll be back together with food." Clarke looked towards Wells but didn't bother to fix his leg. She was done helping him.

"How are the three of you going to carry enough food for one hundred?" Finn rolled his eyes and turned around, grabbing two boys from behind him. Monty Green and Jasper... Jasper Jordan. Clarke recognized them from when they were first taken from the Skybox.

"Five, can we go now?"
"Sounds like a party, make it six." Octavia chimed, bouncing around towards Finn, but Bellamy held him back, a conflicted expression on her face.

"We'll be with her, Bel. If anything, it's less safe here with people like Murphy walking around." Clarke pointed out, and eventually; Bellamy nodded, giving Octavia a grin. She walked over and hugged Clarke, while the other three boys began walking towards the forest until Clarke grabbed Finn's wrist. Bellamy felt an ounce of jealousy bleed through him until Clarke spoke.

"Hey. Were you trying to take this off?" Clarke asked, noticing two burn marks on Finn's skin and bracelet.

"Yeah, so?"

"So, that wristband transmits your vitals to the Ark. Take it off, and they'll think you're dead." Suddenly, Clarke's face changed, and she released Finn, a subtle, but visible smile on his face.

"Should I care?"

"Well, I dunno; do you want your friends and family up there to think you're dead?" She asked, and he shrugged, clearly not caring.

"You made your point, can we go now?"

"Whatever the hell you want." Bellamy shrugged, shoving him forward before Clarke pulled him aside while they were walking through the woods, taking lead in the rest of the group. "What is it, I can see you worrying, Clarke."

"Not worrying... Bellamy, whatever it is you did, you're right; your crimes aren't going to be expunged from your record... if we take those off, they won't follow us down here. They won't touch you." Clarke smiled, whispering quietly as to not allow anyone else to hear. Bellamy met her eyes, and smirked, kissing Clarke's hairline.

"You're incredible, princess." Bellamy smiled and squeezed her hand. "Now let's get those supplies so we survive until then." Clarke nodded, and was still trying to wrap her head around the fact that she was on Earth, and no less; her only family was here... her mother hadn't visited her once, and when her father died, Abby had turned Clarke away; blaming no one but Clarke for Jake's death. "You okay?"

"Huh?"

"Princess, I can tell when you're nervous. I've known you for five years. I've practically perfected the language of Clarke Griffin." Bellamy smirked, but she could tell by his eyes he was serious. "Seriously, what's wrong?"

"Just thinking about... stuff." Clarke answered, continuing to walk along the subtle path while keeping her mental image of the map in her brain. Bellamy knew this Clarke; the Clarke who worked herself to the bone, despite knowing what a lack of sleep and food did to a person. Hers was the only life he didn't trust with his girlfriend.

"Very specific, Clarke." He smiled, and nudged her shoulder, shooting her his iconic 'worried Bellamy' look. "Seriously... you know you can tell me anything, right?"

"I'm... I'm wondering if my mom cares if I'm here or not. If she's looking at my bracelet data and worrying, or just hoping it goes out soon..." Clarke muttered, thinking of how cruel Abby was when Clarke was almost floated for the first time. "It was my mom's idea." She blurted out, just as Bellamy was about to comfort her.