"I know we can fix this," she whispered back, nodding her head, and smiling her sad smile. Even though she smiled, she still appeared as if she was about to break in two. Bellamy could practically feel the weight of her sadness, and it was heavy.
"You're not going to run off and leave me this time, are you?" Bellamy said lightly, only partially joking.
"No. I promise," she said, turning to fully face him. "Now what?"
*This fan fiction begins at the end of season three.