Whatever It Takes 4 //Bellamy Blake Fanfiction

Now? Of all times?

For the first eight people who read the previous chapter, I changed from three hours to two weeks.

"Heda?" A guard called and she turned to him, frowning.

"What is it?" She asked.

"The clan chiefs are back. They are waiting inside the temple." She took a deep breath and nodded, feeling slight pain in her stomach, but brushed it off. The radiations couldn't be there yet...

"Very good. Let them in. We're running out of time." The guard left only to come back, followed by the thirteen chiefs. She didn't yet know the decision they had all taken. "You have all come back. I will collect your decisions and the solution that holds majority will apply. Am I clear?"

"Sha, Heda." One by one, they announced their decision and the room remained calm until the end. Daenerys nodded each time. They had all spoken and whispers were heard as they all knew what was going to happen. Some were glad, satisfied, but others such as Skaikru or Sangedakru weren't.

"A conclave. This shall decide the fate of the human race. This process is sacred. We shall all honor the victor and the clan that will have earned their survival. I will let you choose a champion, let you get them ready while I concert with my flamekipa." Once again, they left, but this time, Daenerys left with them. She got out and walked to her people waiting there for her to speak. "The human race needs to survive and I will not have a war hours from the end of the world. Tonight, Polis will be the battlefield to a conclave. The victor will choose who enters the bunker." People didn't protest. The spirit of the commanders had spoken, there was nothing left to say.

Guards led Daenerys to the tower, to the throne room. She frowned at the sight of a person looking out the balcony. She looked to the side, to her guards.

"Leave us." She ordered and they left. A few steps took her closer and she recognized the silhouette. Happiness filled her heart.

"Bellamy?" He turned around and walked to her, holding her tight.

"You were so hot back there." He chuckled and she smiled, chuckling.

"I'm so happy you're here. When did you get here?"

"Just an hour ago. They told me you were busy, so I didn't want to disturb."

"You know you never could."

"But, Daeny, how are we going to do? Skaikru wont win the conclave. Why didn't you choose to share the bunker? Kane told me you offered it as an option and be voted for it."

"They had to have a choice. I gave them one. Plus, Skaikru has a chance."

"My sister isn't coming and if she was, I wouldn't want her to fight."

"Bell, if she comes, which I believe she will, she won't fail. People call her Skairipa. She is feared and respected. If I have faith in her, why don't you?" He sighed, trying to push away the pain he felt when he mentioned his sister or what she did. He didn't know what to say, nor what to do. "Hey, it's alright my love. Look at me. We'll get through this. Tomorrow, the champions will be announced, and the conclave will start. Tonight, all you have to do, it spend time with me, okay? Because I don't want you to forget me." She whispered the last part hoping he didn't hear but he did. It triggered worry and surprise.

"I won't remember you because you'll always be by my side." She nodded.

"Of course I will. I..let's just go. Tomorrow will be a very long day. We should both get some rest. My room is upstairs." They both smiled weakly and entered the room.
Bellamy helped her remove her armor and undo her hair before they both got to bed. She sighed, repressing as much as she could the anxiety. Bellamy simply held her. Neither knew how tomorrow was going to go but now they were together and nothing could take that moment away from them.
Daenerys quickly fell asleep, her head on Bellamy's chest, peaceful.
Though, in the middle of the night she jumped, feeling that pain in her abdomen again. She grunted slightly before getting up. She shut her eyes and took a deep breath before leaving to the washing room, breathing slowly and deeply. She wondered what that pain could mean... and her mind raced, tracing the possibilities until one remained.
No...it couldn't be. Now, of all times? At the end of the freaking world.

She tried to rule out the possibility, thought she knew that only a week would tell if it was true. A feeling of being overwhelmed took over. She tried to slow her breathing as much as she could, but the tears came. She wanted this, but now? When she was about to die? She knew she couldn't live in the bunker and anyone out of it Nightblood or not would die.

"What am I gonna do?" She whispered.

"Hey..." a groggy whisper made her jump. She looked up to see Bellamy.

"Hey..."

"You okay, love?" He asked kindly and she nodded, though he brought his hands to her face and dried the tears. "Tell me what's wrong."

"I feel so overwhelmed with everything." She breathed out knowing it wasn't all true. But she whether it was true or not, she couldn't tell him. If he knew, she knew he'd do everything he could to save her, to them.

"Hey, you don't have to take it all on you." He tried and reason. "I'm here with you. And I'm not leaving you. You said it yourself, we'll get through this together, alright? We're in this together, always and forever." Daenerys gave in. She let her forehead fall and lean on his.

"You're right." She breathed. "Did I ever tell you how much I loved you, Bellamy Blake?" She chuckled in a whisper.

"Yeah, but I wouldn't mind hearing it again." They both chuckled.

"Whatever happens, I want you to be happy. Whether I'm here or not, I want you to be happy."

"Don't talk like this, Daeny. I'll only be happy with you. I'll only ever love you. I'm not loosing you." Her lips curved into a sad smile that he didn't see, and she nodded, letting him help her back to the bed, where he held her tighter, afraid she might disappear. He wanted to appear sure that everything was gonna be fine, though he knew there were countless ways it could go wrong....