So while I am in the midst of a slight hiatus with my detective Bellamy and Clarke story, I decided to create a Bellarke one shot series to exercise my writing and creativity. And also, of course, for the entertainment of you lovely people. This one shot follows the events of 2x09, and predictions of what will be happening with their characters in season 2B.

If you have any requests for a one shot, please, don't be afraid to comment the suggestion and I'll be happy to do it!

Happy bellarking!

Hours to Days

He has to get back to Clarke.

He has to get back to the smell of fire that waves off her skin, to the flames of determination that increases in her eyes, to the rough lips that he's longed to taste and feel.

He has to get back to her.

Bellamy grunts as he struggles against the wired walls around him. When he heard Clarke speak of the horrors of Mount Weather, he could almost envision her fear. He could almost sense the apprehension she felt when she fought her way out. He never imagined that he would feel it himself. Feel the emotions of hopelessness, of being trapped in the cages that she described to him.

He has to get back to her.

"Bellamy," Monty whispers from the cage across from him. He's weak and pale from surgeries, and Bellamy tries not to notice the declining life in his eyes. "There's no use. I've already tried everything."

Bellamy shakes his head. Doesn't he understand? He has to get back to her.

"I'm getting us out of here, Monty," Bellamy urges. Though he doesn't know if his voice matches the reassurance in his heart. "We have an army. We have an army and we're going to get out of here. We're going to go home."

Monty scoffs. "Home. Earth isn't home. It's Hell."

No. No, no, no. He's wrong. Earth is their home now. Bellamy has a responsibility to return to, people to protect. He has people to love. That's what home is. No matter the circumstance.

He ignores the continuation of Monty's despair as he claws his nails against the cage. There has to be a way out of here. He can't give up, he won't. He didn't give up when Lincoln released the reaper that was still inside him, his teeth scratching along Bellamy's skin.

He didn't give up when he used a rock to knock Lincoln unconscious, when he tied him to a tree, knowing they're too far from camp and too close to Mount Weather to do anything better than leave him until he gets back.

He didn't give up when he was taken in to Mount Weather, when he was accused and tortured for being affiliated with the Ark and Grounders. For being brought in to help break the system down.

He didn't give up when Clarke's voice was nagging in his head, telling him, yelling at him, saying that his life is worth the risk. That is death is worth their attempts.

She didn't mean it. He knows that. She knows that. He just wants to see her again to prove it to her. To prove that love and hope isn't lethal. That it can still exist.

Monty's wrong. Home isn't a place. It's a person.

It's her.

It's Clarke. His princess.

He has to get back to her.

The end! Really short I know, but I just wanted to write something based on the feels from last weeks episode! What did you guys think of that episode, crazy right?

Yet again, thanks for the awesome feedback as always, and don't forget to suggest a one shot if you want to! Love you guys, xoxo