I can't lose you...(editing)#wattys2015

Chapter 11 Shattered part 2

Bellamy POV

"Stop and listen! Don't come any closer or I will make her death quick, but not painless." the grounder sneered with an evil smile.

"Your fight is with me Diana, let Clarke go and let's settle this with honor." Lexa said calmly never taking her eyes from Diana.  As she spoke she kept trying to shift her position so that someone, anyone could get close enough to intervene on Clarke's behalf.

I started to shift position also and Diana tried to watch both of us while never loosening her grip on Clarke.

Clarke looked at me, eyes wide her cheeks wet with tears.  She looked terrified.  My heart was beating out of my chest yet I still shifted my position slowly adjusting to Lexa as she tried to distract Diana.  No one else moved, all eyes on us as the deadly dance continued. 

All the while Lexa goaded Diana trying to distract her enough to let her guard down for just a moment.

Lexa finally managed to position herself so that we were not exactly opposite of each other with Diana in the middle, I started to take aim at Diana's leg...

Lexa POV

Bellamy followed my lead, shifting position with me as I tried to distract Diana.  She would be dead by nightfall I vowed silently. "You don't have to do this.  I am the one you want...we both know it.  Fight me like the warrior you pretend to be."

I kept speaking never breaking eye contact. I notice Bellamy has his gun drawn...just a moment more.  Bellamy nods at me, I lunge towards her just as Bellamy pulls the trigger and hits Diana in the thigh, she screams in pain and starts to fall.

Clarke, hearing the shot, wrenches herself free but stumbles just as Diana tries to plunge the knife in her side.  Clarke tries to twist away from her and Diana ends up dragging the knife across her stomach instead.  Clarke screams in pain just as Bellamy shoots Diana again.  I reach them both and grab the hand holding the knife and slice her wrist, forcing her to drop it just as Clarke drags herself out of reach blood seeping through her shirt screaming for Bellamy.

Clarke POV

As I drag myself along the ground, screaming and bleeding I curse myself silently.  How could I have been so stupid???

The one time I actually should have listened to Bellamy.  If anything happens to our baby it will be all my fault!  I have just shattered everything we have!  He will never forgive me...I will never forgive myself... oh Bellamy I'm sorry...sorry.

Everything starts to fade to black...

Bellamy POV

I ran for Clarke as quickly as possible. I would have killed Diana myself but Clarke was my first and only priority. I picked her up and ran toward the med bay screaming for Abby to unbolt the door.

I rushed in and laid her on the table and Abby and Andu speed into action. "Bellamy, you should wait outside." Abby spoke quickly, "You don't want to be here for this."

I nod silently and back out of the room. 

Oh my God, she's lost so much blood.  Oh my princess. I cried inwardly.  Please...please be ok.  I can't survive without you...

When I got outside I sat against the door, not paying any attention to the turmoil around me as I felt my heart shatter into a thousand pieces.  I leaned my head back against the wall and closed my eyes, trying not to see the knife being dragged across Clarke's abdomen.

It replayed over and over in my head.  I felt the tears starting to form in the corner if my eyes, but I choked them back.  I opened my eyes and noticed Octavia sitting next to me. I hadn't even been aware she sat down...

"Are you ok Bell?"

"No"

"Anything I can do? "

"No, just sit with me.  I can't wait alone."

She squeezed my hand, "For as long as you need me Bell..."she promised.

We sat in silence for i dont even know how long.  "Bellamy?" I heard Abby call my name softly.

My eyes shoot open. "How is she?!"

Abby sighs.  "Not good.  She has stiches, and the bleeding has stopped.  She's not awake yet though."

"What about the baby?" Octavia asks the question I can't force past my lips.

Abby pauses, "It's too early to tell"

"Can I see her?"

"Yes, of course. "

I walk in and pull up a chair next to Clarke.

She looks bad.

She is really pale and there is a bruise on her cheek along with some minor scrapes.  The cut, although bandaged appears to be about 6 inches long. I cover my face with my hands and silently will my princess to be OK.