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Bellamy leans against the wall, staring at Clarke, who is drawing something with the kit that Dante gave her. She hasn’t noticed him staring, even though everyone else has. Miller walks up.
“Hey, what are you two being so uptight about?”
“You don’t think this is weird?” Bellamy asks, pulling his eyes away from Clarke.
“No, I think you and Clarke are being paranoid.”
Bellamy hums, turning back to Clarke.
“Maybe you’re right, or maybe not. I’ve been through enough to be at least a little cautious though.”
“Fine, I’ll let you two just plot all day instead of doing something fun or productive.”
He walks off, leaving Bellamy leaning against the wall. None of the rest of them are really talking to Clarke and Bellamy right now since they’re the only ones that aren’t fully convinced that Mount Weather is what they say it is. He walks over, then pulls himself up next to her on her bed.
“What are you doing?” he asks quietly.
“Shh, I don’t want you criticizing me right now.”
Bellamy looks over her shoulder.
“You’re drawing a map. Is it for us to get out of here?”
Clarke puts her pencil down, locking eyes with Bellamy.
“You really want to get out of here?”
Bellamy nods, running a hand through his hair.
“Yes, this place is off. Something’s wrong. Why was I picked up, and not anyone else?”
Clarke shifts so they’re facing each other.
“We haven’t really had a chance to talk. What happened after we closed the dropship door?”
Bellamy sighs.
“Well, everyone who knew to get away did. The Grounders didn’t understand why we were running, so only a few of them followed us. I broke off with Finn.”
“Wait, so Finn didn’t get caught in the fire?”
Bellamy shakes his head.
“No, and that’s what makes it all so weird. I was with him when I was grabbed. I was only a few feet away from him, and I’m pretty sure I was gassed. So I can only assume that it was a really small dose, and it didn’t reach him. However, if they really wanted to help, why are they telling us that everyone else is dead? There’s no way Finn just magically dropped dead.”
Clarke puts two fingers against her lip, contemplating.
“I don’t know. Maybe they don’t want to do the work to find them? It’s possible that he ran off once you got gassed. Do you know if the Ark had any survivors?”
Bellamy shakes his head.
“No, the only person that I’m sure survived was Finn.”
She deflates a little bit.
“I’m sure some of them had to have survived.”
“You saw how hard it came down,” Clarke replies, her voice soft.
“You’re right, but we have to hold onto something. I’m holding onto hope that Lincoln got my sister away, and that she’s ok. You can hold on hope for your mom, and for Finn.” He says the last part with a distant and sad tone.
Clarke puts a hand on his shoulder.
“I’m sure Octavia is fine.”
He nods.
“Yeah, I’m sure she is. Now, let’s refocus. What do you know?”
They continue talking, trying to figure out how to get out of the mountain. It takes a few days for them to figure out what was happening behind the scenes. It was while they were out, checking out the area behind the infirmary that the dorms were quarantined off. Clarke turns to Bellamy once the quarantine order is given over the speakers.
“What’s happening?” she whispers.
“I think you know the answer to that, Clarke. They’re going to hang our friends upside down and drain their blood.”
Before Clarke can answer, a guard turns the corner right beside them. He immediately grabs a fist full of Bellamy’s hair, kicking Bellamy’s right knee out from underneath him at the same time. Clarke lunges forward as Bellamy slams his head back into the other man’s nose. They quickly subdue the guard as quietly as they can.
Then they hear someone over the radio say, “Have you found the last two subjects?”
Bellamy clips the radio to his belt before turning back to Clarke.
“We have to do something.”
“I know, but what?”
“Well, first job should be getting to the command center so we can contact anyone still alive on the outside. Even if it’s just the remnants of camp, we get any backup that we can.”
Clarke nods. Bellamy grabs the guard’s gun before holding it out to Clarke. She looks down at it skeptically.
“What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know. I guess I’ll take his belt and strangle people with it,” Bellamy says with a shrug.
“That… nevermind.”
Clarke takes the gun, checking it over briefly. They end up sneaking into the command center after taking a few more guards. Clarke shoots three of the men in the room while Bellamy gets the other four. He runs to barricade the door before the people outside can come see what all the noise is about.
“Ok, I got it, but I don’t know how long this is going to hold so we have to hurry. See if there are any broadcasting signals anywhere nearby, because the Grounders don’t have those.”
Clarke nods, tucking the gun in her waistband before searching the buttons.
“I don’t know how to do that,” she says after a minute.
“Come here, and hold the door. The desk is doing most of the work, but just put your weight against it. I’ll see if I can figure it out.”
“How would you know how to do that?” Clarke asks even as she runs over.
“Jasper gave me a rundown of how to run the radio systems that the Ark has along with a few of the other systems that he knew about, and it should be close enough, I hope,” he says, muttering the last part.
Clarke nods, obviously not hearing his muttering.
“Ok, well as long as you know what you’re doing.”
Bellamy spends a few minutes at the console before pressing a button and saying, “This is Bellamy Blake trying to reach anyone from the Ark.”
He turns to Clarke.
“I don’t know if the radio at camp is still working, but someone is broadcasting.”
The radio crackles then a voice comes over it. “Bellamy, where are you guys?” Raven asks though she sounds tired and in pain.
“We’re inside the mountain. We’re being held against our will, and they’re going to do something really bad if we don’t do something fast. I need some kind of idea, or backup. Do you have anything to tell me?”
“Well, we knew that there were people in the mountain, because the Grounders told us. I didn’t know you guys were there. Can you open the system so I can see what you have going on?”
“Like unencrypting it for you?”
“Yeah, basically.”
“I guess I can if you tell me how to do that. Does that mean that people from the Ark actually survived?”
“Yeah, Kane and Abby are both here. Well, not like right here, but somewhere around here.”
Clarke turns so fast, her hair flying into her face. Bellamy flashes her a smile before turning back to what he’s doing. It takes a few minutes for Raven to walk Bellamy through the process of opening their systems so she can see how they work.
“Wick get over here,” Raven calls before putting the radio down. It’s quiet for a few minutes. “Ok, so bad news. We have access to their cameras now. They’re killing them.”
“What? Why?”
“I don’t know. They’re drilling into them or something.”
“Shit, they can’t leave the mountain. Apparently radiation is still a problem, just not for us, because of solar radiation or something. It probably has something to do with that. What can we do?”
It gets quiet again before Raven says, “Well, you could probably open all the exits from the console in front of you.”
“Wouldn’t that kill everyone?” Clarke asks, her tone tight.
“Yes, it would, but I don’t think the two of you could do anything else on your own. Just find out if you can do that with the console, and I’ll see if anyone else has any other ideas.”
She puts the radio down before either of them can respond. Clarke turns to Bellamy as he starts looking over the console.
“You’re not seriously thinking about doing that?”
Bellamy turns to her, his eyes soft.
“It’s us or them, Clarke. Are you willing to risk our people?”
She turns away.
“No, I’m not. Tell me if you find something. I can hear people banging on the door.”
“Yeah.”
By the time Raven comes back, Bellamy has looked over everything.
“I found something. It needs an override code though. Probably because it kills people, and I’d have to do each seal individually, because it’s not meant to irradiate the whole mountain.”
“Shit, maybe I can find the code somewhere. Let me look through their systems,” Raven says.
Bellamy pulls another cabinet in front of the door to put on top of the first one.
“Just in case.”
“I think they were talking about finding a blowtorch to melt through the door,” Clarke says, giving Bellamy a slightly panicked look.
“It’ll be ok,” he says before kissing her on the cheek. “Just hang in there, and we’ll deal with this.”
He walks back over to the console as Raven says, “Hang on, I got it.”
She gives Bellamy the code, and he puts it into the computer. He reaches for the lever, pausing. Then he turns off the cameras, not able to watch what he’s about to do. An alarm starts as soon as he pulls it the first time. He does the first two himself, but then Clarke appears beside him as he pauses again. His hand is shaking as it holds the lever. She grabs his hand gently, pushing it forward herself.
He blinks back tears as he puts the code in again. This goes on for another couple times before the alarms finally stop signaling that there’s no crisis anymore. Bellamy slides to the floor.
“That means there’s no one left that’s in danger, doesn’t it?” he whispers.
Clarke slides down next to him before leaning heavily against him.
“I think so.”
The first tear slips out of Clarke’s eyes, and Bellamy has to wipe his eyes to stop his from falling. He puts an arm around Clarke, but neither of them try to move again for a while after that. They don’t move until the backup from the Ark gets there, and even then they are still right next to each other, not really sure what to do now, or how to live with what they just did.