Bellamy Blake

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Bellamy doubted he would ever forget the look Octavia had cast him and Echo when it was discovered that they were romantically involved. With his sister’s current mindset . . . he had not spoken to her about it. Her current physical state was perhaps the only reason she had not approached him -- or Echo -- to demand anything of them. Even if it was just an explanation. Echo’s words played over in his mind, but Bellamy stood by what he said. Nothing would change. They would be together. And Octavia . . . well, Bellamy wasn’t even sure he recognized his sister anymore. When everyone was settled for the most part, and those keeping watch were stationed in position, Bellamy retired to the tent set for him and Echo, not having been able to speak to her properly since they reunited. 

Never did Bellamy Blake this he would be in this current position, with this particular person. But alas, he was. And he felt nothing close to regret. Given the circumstances, this was perhaps as close to happiness as he would ever find. The comfort of being with her was unlike any other. Who knew? Once enemies, once doubtful of ever being able to trust her again . . . here they were. Laying in bed together, curled up next to each other with her head casually resting upon his chest. One hand wrapped around her as Bellamy held her close. Yes. There was indeed an undeniable comfort. He took in a slow breath, the words playing over and over in his mind. 

Everyone was settling after the storm, shards of what seemed like glass lodged into people. They had lost about a dozen people to it, and the ones that were alive but wounded were getting treated. Bellamy did all that he had could, knowing Clarke was hard at work with each person. After reuniting with the others and getting them settled, Bellamy made his rounds, checking on who he could . . . until his gaze fell upon a certain young girl. She was sitting by herself in front of the fire and Bellamy took the opportunity to approach her. Where Clarke was busy, the least he could do was check up on her. “Hey,” he greeted with a bit of a smile. “Have you eaten?” With what little rationed food that was going around.