Secret Adventure

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When Bellamy wakes from the sunlight, he groans lightly, taking in his surroundings. At first he jumps in confusion before his memories are replaced with the night before, his eyes landing on the blonde grounder. Clarke. He smiles at the fact he knows her real name,still not use to the sentiment, but frowns when he realizes what he was doing in her cabin. The grounder kid was kidnapped, Clarke let Bellamy go to help her get Madi, then a wolf appeared and killed the kidnapping grounder; only it wasn't just an animal, it was Clarke. She still has his jacket and Madi's scarf draped over her, and part of his mind says she should be dressed properly, but he knows that he would be stepping over a very big line if he attempted to do it himself. Maybe the kid should do it. But at this thought he looks over to find her still asleep. 

So much has happened and Bellamy realizes he is in way over his head. Its one thing to find an injured grounder and try to help her. Its another for her to escape and keep popping up and being more than human. A hybrid of sorts. Bellamy and chuckles at the ridiculous thought of fairy tales he read on the Ark- werewolf. But he quickly shakes that thought away, it had to be more than that, right? Werewolves weren't real. Were they? Again he shakes his head.

Madi and Clarke seemed very close, that much Bellamy can see. But Clarke is too young for Madi to be her actual kid, maybe she's just watching out for her? Maybe they were from the same clan? Was Madi like Clarke? The questions and theories start swirling in his mind, his anxiety getting the better of him. With a deep breath he stands up and looks at the two sleeping grounders. He needs some fresh air. 

As Bellamy steps outside he's stops in place. He stayed away from camp all night long without anyone knowing. He hadn't warned ahead of time. Fuck. Bellamy rubs a hand over his face before sitting down on the ground. This was going to be a nightmare when he got back.

Might as well get it over with.

Clarke was still knocked out, Madi was still asleep and doing okay. All Bellamy needed to do was let the camp know he was alive and,well, then sneak out to get something to eat for Madi. She may know how to hunt because of Clarke, but to him she shouldn't have to. She's just a kid.

With a heavy sigh Bellamy stands and starts walking back to camp, not without glancing at the cabin first. Hopefully Clarke pulls through whatever was happening to her. He didn't fully understand but hopefully Madi could explain. With that in mind he sets off in the trees. It takes about an hour or so for him to find a familiar path leading back to camp. When he does its smooth sailing from there.

And their reaction was exactly as he predicted. Complete panic and relief. 

"Bell!" Octavia was the first by his side, her arms thrown over his neck. "Where the hell were you?!" She shoves him away, anger now replacing worry.

"I was out walking and it got dark. There was no point in trying to find my way back at night so I stayed in a cave. I'm fine, O." She shakes her head at this, clearly not buying it. 

"Where'd you go Bellamy?"

"Just out for a walk. I lost track of time and didn't realize how long I was out there." Again she doesn't buy it. But before she could speak up again, Miller appears from the crowd of on lookers.

"You had us worried, man." Miller comes beside Octavia and claps a hand on Bellamy's shoulder. 

"Yeah, I know." Bellamy ducks his head for a moment before returning the sentiment to Miller. "But like I said, I'm fine." The two men nod in understanding before Bellamy takes off to the drop ship, being followed by his sister. 

Bellamy checks in with Monty to see if he got any response back from the Ark, but he got a firm no. He thought he got something, anything, back, but a power surge went through the cords and blew out the last wrist band. Even some of the lights in the drop ship. This was it, they had nothing left. No more contacting the Ark. Everyone up there, if they were alive, will die. And there was nothing he could do about it. 

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