Whatever It Takes 4 //Bellamy Blake Fanfiction

Why??

I'm so sorry I didn't publish on due date, I was with my family, travelling! But here it is☀️
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Daenerys opened her eyes, feeling her strength built up again. She was alive. She didn't know how it was that she was still alive, but she was thankful for it.

Looking up, she noticed the shaking had stopped, and the building was still standing. Not a second later, she eyed Bellamy, who had not moved, the fear of loosing him had not diminished at all, and it increased as she saw that he was laying there still.
However, she noticed that some blisters were already healing, but healing slowly.

"It worked." She whispered, relief clear in her tone. To be sure, she grabbed a knife, took his finger, and inflicted a small cut, deep enough to draw blood. She looked with satisfaction at the black blood coming out. She tore a very small piece of her shirt and covered the small cut before standing up. Bellamy's health wasn't good, at all, but it was on the way to healing. If it went well, he'd survive. She didn't know how long they were going to survive but that was a problem for another day.

She had to remove her suit, and Bellamy's. Hers was easy to remove, so she hung it up to the hook in the bedroom. She knew she wouldn't be able to remove Bellamy's suit until he woke up, so she grabbed the knife she had used and cut the suit open, removing it, not without difficulty. Once it was all gone, she pulled a cover and brought it over him, making sure he was well positioned. When she was sure that he was, she knew that he wasn't going to wake up in the coming hours. She had to wait, and waiting by his side was too hard.

She got up and looked for a shower, which wasn't too hard to find. Looking around, she thought about how dirty the place was, she was gonna clean it all up before Bellamy woke up. She had the time. But first, she needed to wash, and have a little something to eat.

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She wasn't ashamed to have taken this long in the shower, she needed it, and it wasn't like there was much else to do. She got into some clothes that had been left here and started cleaning up the place, checking on Bellamy every now and then. Everything was calm, she was calm, and even peaceful. The world had ended outside, but here, inside that miserable place, she was here with Bellamy, and her growing child. She had thought Bellamy had gone, and she didn't know how, but he had come back, somehow he hoped he'd get to her, going to this bunker. A smile stretched on her lips as she thanked fate for bringing them back together.

For a whole other day, Bellamy didn't wake up; she took good care of him, and hoped he'd wake up soon. After cleaning up, she brought a little food and didn't leave Bellamy's side, talking to him, telling him that he was alright. She held his hand gently, stroking it from time to time, comforting him. She even told him stories of when she was in Polis, with Lexa, ceremonies that he hadn't seen. She told him about how she missed him, how she wasn't whole when he wasn't here.
But with time, she got tired and fell asleep, by Bellamy's side, her back to him.
Was Bellamy ever going to wake up?

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Morning came, and Daenerys wasn't sure anymore. Maybe it had been too late? Maybe the blood transfusion had been too late, and it wasn't enough?
An arm snuck around her waist and pulled her against a warm body behind her. Her heart stopped. She slowly turned around, and felt tears burning her eyes as she saw Bellamy, his eyes open, smiling at her. The joy she felt was without measure. She turned to face him and brought her hand to his face, being careful with the places he was burnt.

"You're here." He whispered. "I don't know if you were going to come here, or die while coming back or actually get back and fly to space.

"I had no idea any of this was gonna happen." She whispered back. "But I'm so grateful that it did." She let him tighten her, and bring her closer to him. He was alive, he was back. She closed her eyes in the embrace, letting herself feel everything she had missed.
Tho it didn't last long.

"How am I alive?" He asked at one point.

"I made you like me. You're a nightblood." She simply said, not taking turns and complicated explanations to tell him. He nodded.

"Thank you." He replied in a whisper, neither moving in the slightest.

"Bell?" She called, and he smiled at the nickname he so loved to hear from her mouth.

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you leave with the others?"

"I couldn't bring myself to leave you behind."

"But why here?"

"I started going after you, but Raven told me that if you were too far, I should go to the bunker. She told me you knew where it was and that there was a chance you'd go here."

"Why didn't you just go? Why, Bell? You almost died." She looked at him very seriously.

"Because I love you. And there's no way in hell I'll ever let you die. Could I still say I loved you if I had left you to die here while I went to space?"

"Oh, Bell..." she closed her eyes as he brought his hand to her face. She melted in his touch, and loved the way he looked at her. It wasn't lust, it was love. It was respect, admiration, love -true and unconditional.
She wondered whether or not to tell him now about their growing family. She wanted to, but what I'd he wasn't ready? She didn't even know why he wouldn't be, because they both wanted a family...She lifted herself on her elbow and looked down at Bellamy, gently passing her fingers through his brown hair.

"There's something I need to tell you." She said seriously, and he kept his eyes on her, awaiting news that maybe he dreaded or something. He didn't know what to make out of her serious expression. "How can I say that?... Er....in about seven months...." she bit her lip, trying to hide the smile stretching on her face. "You are going to be a father." She chuckled as she saw his face change so fast from nervous expectation of the news, surprise, shock, happiness, and excitement.

"You're pregnant?" He asked, summing everything up in these three words and she nodded, feeling so happy to have finally told him. "I love you so much." He whispered before turning her over and leaning closer to kiss her. She kissed back, happiness filling both their hearts.
"I love you too."