Whatever It Takes 4 //Bellamy Blake Fanfiction

Can anyone hear me?!

"Radio!" Daenerys exclaimed and everyone stared at her. "Kane, give me your radio, they must have a radio down there." Kane nodded and handed the radio over." Octavia walked closer to her, pacing while Daenerys selected the usual channel.

"This is Daenerys, can anyone hear me?" No reply came back but she didn't give up. She couldn't. "This is Daenerys can anyone read me? I'm with Octavia. Can anyone read me. Over."

"Maybe the radio doesn't whorl down there. Octavia suggested nervously.

"No, it has to work." Daenerys cut. She was nervous, angry, frustrated. "This is Daenerys! I'm with Octavia, can anyone read me damn it!" She sighed, starting to pace as no one answered.

"Daeny? O? It's me! Can you hear me."

"Omg, it's Bell!" The two girls stood close. "Bell we hear you."

"O, are you alright." Daenerys handed the radio to her friend.

"I'm alive. I won." She briefly stated. "Bell, what the he'll did you do?" She asked and Daenerys frowned, interested. She was worried as Bellamy was the one answering the radio, that he agreed to that.

"It wasn't me. But I'll fix it." Daenerys smiled in relief.

"We don't have much time." Indra stepped in and Daenerys nodded, letting her friend talk to her brother.

"Listen to me, when I won, I decided to share the bunker with everyone, a hundred from every clan. Kane is out there, buying us time, helping them select their people, and Gaia and Daenerys somehow convinced the scouts to lockdown the temple but if anybody finds out that Skaikru stole the bunker, we're all dead."

"Copy that, I'm on my way." Bellamy spoke. A few seconds passed before Bellamy came in again. "O, Daeny, I'm gonna need some time." Octavia frowned and Daenerys spoke up.

"Bell, we don't have t-" Daenerys frowned. They had lost contact. "Bell? Bellamy? Bellamy can you read me?" She looked up at Octavia. "Damn it. Something's wrong down there. What's the status with the clans?"

"They're being kept away by the black rain but it won't last."

"Then we have to pray that Bellamy finds a way before the rain stops."

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In the bunker.
"Argh!" Bellamy cried as he pulled on his restraints, drawing blood from his wrists." He kept pulling, the thought of losing Daenerys and Octavia driving him. The door opened, but Bellamy didn't stop. He kept trying to break free. He groaned in pain, but couldn't bear losing those two people he loved.

"Bellamy, what the hell are you doing??" Murphy, the person who had been set to guard the door, spoke. "You're just hurting yourself!" He cried as he saw the damage Bellamy was inflicting to himself.

"Murphy! Murphy!" Bellamy pleaded as he stood up. "Untie new, please." Murphy looked down.

"I-I can't do that." He muttered.

"You let me go!" Bellamy shouted, frustrated and angry. "Damn it!" He cursed, hurting himself even more.

"Hey, I can't, ok? We can't open that hatch so stop doing this to yourself before I call medical and knock your ass out!"

"You haven't changed. You only care about yourself." Bellamy said with contempt and Murphy's face fell. He loved Emori so much, he cared about Raven and Bellamy, and he loved Daenerys.

"You're wrong... Look, this is only going to be for a few days-"

"They'll ne dead by a few days!" Bellamy cried out. "You never cared about her." Bellamy provoked. "You're letting her die and you don't care." Murphy looked away, pushing away that thought. He wanted to survive with Emori. The sacrifice was extremely painful, but it was necessary if he wanted to survive. "I'm sorry." He muttered before exiting the turbine room where Bellamy was locked up.