A series of bellarke oneshots

Reunion

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By: That_Ginger_004
The morning after she arrives at camp, Bellamy gets back. She's talking to Raven at the time, and Raven see's her head turn, and the way her lips form his name, and she must see the relief in her eyes because she says,

"Go, I'll catch up."

And then Clarke is running across the campground, and when she reaches Bellamy she launches herself into his arms, despite the fact that everyone is watching. She doesn't care, she's missed him so much, and here he is, alive and well. His arms come up around her after a moment of surprise, and he holds her as if she's his world, and perhaps she is.

She presses her face into his neck, and breathes in his familiar scent, and god, she missed him so much. His face is resting on her head, and he whispers a quick 'I love you' into her hair, his mouth hidden by her head and his words only for her to hear. Octavia is beside him, and she says something that sounds sarcastic, so Clarke pulls back and looks at Bellamy for a second. She wants to kiss him so badly in that moment, but she knows that this is neither the time or place for it.

She turns to Octavia instead, and hugs her briefly as well.

"I'm glad you're okay," the brunette says, and Clarke smiles.

"You too," she says, and she glances at Bellamy again.

She can't believe he's really here. She thought she killed him, and she had resigned herself to the fact that she was never going to see him again, or hear his laugh, or kiss him. But here he is, and she just wants to touch him; to hug him and to never let go. But she knows they have to keep up the pretense of normality, so she isn't surprised when he goes straight back into leader mode.

"How many with you?" he asks, his voice sounding slightly breathless.

"None," she says.

Bellamy frowns, and she wants to hug him again, but she knows he won't appreciate it, so she glances over to Finn instead. Finn looks like a mess - his eyes are haunted, and his hair is unkempt. He's looking at her with a somewhat dumbstruck expression on his face, and he's mouthing something. It scares her, almost, the way he's acting, so she lets her gaze move on. She saw two people being helped away when she was running over here, and she thought she recognised Monroe. But then her eyes settle on the last face, and all of her thoughts disappear.

It's Murphy. Bellamy must see something on her face, because his hand shoots out to catch hers a second before hers lands on Murphy's face.

"Hey, Princess. It's alright," he says, holding her arm back.

"What - Bellamy, he tried to kill you!" she yells, her eyes meeting his.

"Yeah, but then he saved my life! It's okay," he meets her defiant stare without flinching, and honesty is clear in his eyes.

She narrows hers, and lifts her chin, stubbornness set into the line of her jaw.

"It's true," Finn says, backing Bellamy up.

Clarke sends her glare to him, and he falters for a second.

"Dude," Finn starts, looking at Bellamy with an expression of awe on his face, "I still don't understand how you can do that,"

"Practice," Bellamy smirks.

Clarke furrows her eyebrows. "Do what?" she asks, looking at Octavia who's wearing a similar expression of confusion.

"Your glare, it's terrifying. Bellamy's the only person I know who can stare you down when you're glaring at him," Finn explains.

"Thanks... I think," Clarke slowly says.