I woke up to the familiar aroma of the coffee my mom used to brew for my dad every morning before work on The Ark. I squinted my nose and rubbed my eyes, confused because I hadn't smelled that in years. It smelled like home, it smelled like the Ark. I sat up and looked around the dark room for a candle and my knife, but my hand landed on a light switch. A light switch?

I flicked on the light and gasped, I was on the Ark, in my bedroom, in my bed. I picked up the pillow and pressed it against my face, taking in the smell of the linens. I really was home. But, how did I get here? The Ark was destroyed when it fell down from space and I was on the ground. How was this possible?

I climbed out of bed and flinched when my bare feet touched the cold metal floor in my room; I had forgotten the texture. The mirror on my wall sent me stumbling back at the sight of my figure. My skin was a few shades lighter now than it was yesterday, like I hadn't ever been in the sun. It also didn't have a single scratch on it. My white blonde hair was back, not the dark blonde that it had been the day before. I reached behind my head and tugged on the perfectly proper braid in my hair. It was as if I'd never been to the ground at all.

I walked across the room and reached for my tablet. On the Ark, each family had their own tablet. It was a device that we used to power everything in our homes, read the news, and connect with our friends. Families living in Alpha station had the nicest tablets and were given one for each member of their family. People living on poorer stations only had one tablet per household.

When I pressed the home screen, the date jumped out at me. It was exactly six months before my father's execution. I shut the tablet off and ran out into the living room. I scanned the room for my father, who was pouring himself a cup of coffee. I stretched my arms out and crashed into him from behind, causing him to spill his coffee on the counter.

"Clarke?" He chuckled, wiping the coffee up. He turned around and flicked the tip of my nose with his pointer finger. It was such a familiar touch despite the fact that I hadn't felt it in almost two years.

"How is the possible?" I asked him. He raised his eyebrow and took a sip of his coffee.

"That I'm here. I was on the ground last night. I'd been on the ground for five months." I told him. He patted my shoulder and took a seat at the kitchen counter.

"I've had many dreams like that about the ground before too sweetie." He said while he pulled out his own tablet and read the news. I scratched my head and tapped my chin. It couldn't have just been a dream, it all felt so real! I had to go talk to someone, someone who was on the ground with me.

"Is Wells okay?" I asked my dad eagerly. Surely if my father was still alive, that meant Wells would be too.

"I mean he's a little upset that you turned him down for the masquerade ball but I think he's recovering just fine." My father said. Wells was alive! I ran and gave my father a kiss on the cheek before quickly changing into my standard clothes and bolting out the door. I knew the path to the Jaha's like the back of my hand and bursted through the door within minutes of exiting my house.

"Clarke?" Wells asked, obviously not expecting me to be coming by. I ran up to him and hugged him tighter than I ever had before.

"You're okay!" I whispered into his neck while I pulled at him tighter. He held pushed me away by my shoulders and gave me a quizzical look.

"Are you feeling alright?" He asked me, raising his hand to my forehead to see if I had a fever. I shook him away and smiled.

"Yes! I'm fantastic, this is fantastic!" I replied, dancing around the room. Wells watched as I searched through the room for familiar things. I smelled the furniture, and I even smelled him. It smelled so real and so much like the Jaha's that this couldn't be a dream.

"How did I get back?" I asked Wells.

"Back from where? Clarke, you're starting to scare me." He said seriously. I glanced around the room and noticed a guard's uniform laying out on the counter. A light bulb went off in my head and I knew where I had to go next.

"Where's Bellamy?" I asked him. He raised his eyebrow at me.

"Bellamy Blake." I clarified. Wells walked into the kitchen and poured me a glass of water, assuming that my 'crazy talk' was simply dehydration.

"I have no idea who that is." Wells said, handing me the glass of water. I drank it to satisfy him and then took a seat next to the cadet uniform. I admired the stitching and the emblem for the ark. It looked exactly like the uniform Bellamy had worn on the drop ship to Earth.

"Well can you look it up?" I asked him, knowing that his father's tablet had the profile for every citizen on the ark.

"Yeah, uh, I guess I can. Give me a second I'll go get my dad's tablet." He said hesitantly. I watched as he reached into the top drawer of his father's desk. The tablet was sitting there, exactly where it always had ever since they were little kids. Wells unlocked it and did a search for Bellamy Blake.

"Why do you want to find this guy?" Wells asked with a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"I need his help with something." I said vaguely. Thankfully Wells accepted my answer and continued to scroll through Bellamy's information.

"Well he's apparently a cadet for the guard, he lives in Factory Station with his mother." Wells read off of the screen.

"What about-" I stopped myself before I said Octavia. If it truly was a year and a half before we were on the ground, then Bellamy still had Octavia hidden under the floorboards. Maybe this would be enough proof for Bellamy to believe me.

I bolted out the door without saying goodbye and followed the signs for Factory Station. Many of my parent's friends tried to stop me and have casual conversations with me but I brushed past them and politely moved along. Once I was out of Alpha station, I made a beeline for the doors to Factory Station. Sadly, they were locked. I pulled out my keycard but it wouldn't register with the door.

"Dammit" I muttered under my breath, kicking the door with my foot.

"What are you doing?" Wells asked from behind me. I hadn't realized that he was following me. I flipped around and gave him a quick smile.

"I'm trying to get to Bellamy but my stupid key card doesn't work for Factory Station." I explained.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Wells mumbled as he extended his keycard. The screen changed from red to green signalling the doors were ready to open. I bolted down the hallway and turned around as the doors shut behind me with Wells on the other side.

Everyone in Factory Station was hard at work from the moment I entered. I made sure to pass by every guard to see if any of them looked like Bellamy. So far, I couldn't find him, and it was starting to wear me out.

"What are you doing over here Miss Griffin?" Commander Shumway asked me. I stepped to the side, trying to avoid him but he stopped me from passing. I crossed my arms and glared at him as he took out my ID card and scanned it.

"What is a medical apprentice from Alpha Station doing over here in Factory? Better yet, who let you in here?" He asked, giving me back my card. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm just here to check on a patient for my mother. Now if you'll excuse me-"

"Everyone here is quite healthy Miss Griffin." He countered me, blocking me yet again.

"Well my mother doesn't believe that is the case. Look I don't want any trouble but I will not hesitate to get Jaha involved if you don't allow me to check on this patient." I snapped. Shumway smirked and held his hands up in surrender, allowing me to pass. I watch him from over my shoulder as I made my way down the hallway. Once he was out of sight, I bolted down the hallway.

At the end of the corridor, I arrived at the commons area for Factory Station. This was were they could trade in their ration points and eat meals. I sat at a few tables asking where the Blakes lived but no one seemed to know.

I was about to give up when I locked eyes with a woman who looked a lot like Octavia. She immediately packed up her sewing supplies and headed for the exit. I chased after her, catching her quicker than she could run away.

"Excuse me! Please wait, I need to talk to you!" I called out to her. She turned around and crossed her arms, a small grey dress in her hands.

"Hurry." She replied, glancing around the hallways. We were completely alone, but the odds were that work shifts would change and they would fill up again in just a few minutes.

"Are you Aurora Blake?" I asked her. She nodded apprehensively.

"Look, I'm not here to hurt you or anything. I just need to talk to your son, Bellamy. Where can I find him?" I explained.

"I'm sorry he's not available right now." She replied. That was when I realized, he was at their house, probably looking after Octavia.

"Look, something really important is going on and I'm begging you to please bring him to me." I pleaded. She groaned and turned on her heels, leading me down the hallway. We arrived at a small door. She told me to wait outside while she slipped through the door. I couldn't hear much but muffled talking before the door reopened and Bellamy stepped out. My mouth gaped open at him, admiring how handsome he looked in his regular ark clothes. His hair was shorter and more well kept on the ark than it was on the ground, but I kind of prefered his ragged ground look.

"What do you want?" He asked, leaning against the door as if that could block me from getting in.

"Look I know you probably don't know who I am, and God I don't expect you to, but I have to tell you something. Yesterday I was on the ground, fighting for my life alone in the woods. I'd left our camp and you so that I could try and recover after everything we did in Mount Weather and I regret it. I should have stayed with you." I rambled, watching as his eyes widened with every word I spoke.

"I know you have Octavia hidden under the floor and the only way I know that is because we went to Earth together. Bellamy you have to believe me. I don't know what I'll do if you don't." I finished. Bellamy grabbed onto my hand and pulled me into his house. Octavia and Aurora gasped in horror.

"It's okay she knows and she won't say anything." He told them. I smiled, he still trusted me. Aurora gathered her things and ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Octavia looked me over, completely shocked, like she hadn't seen another girl her age ever before.

"Clarke," Bellamy began, sitting me down at the table with him. I gulped, expecting the worst, expecting him to tell me that he was crazy. He took a deep breath and leaned in so that only I could hear him.

"If you need forgiveness, I'll give that to you. You're forgiven." He echoed the last thing he said to me before I left Camp Jaha. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried into the crook of his shoulder while he squeezed me tight against his body.

"I thought I was alone here." He mumbled into my hair. I sighed in relief, never wanting to let him go.

"I shouldn't have left you at camp, I should have stayed-"

"Shh, it's okay. You're here now. That's all that matters." He said, running his fingers through my hair. I pulled away and kissed his cheek. He gazed into my eyes lovingly until he noticed his completely confused sister in the corner of the room.

"I told Octavia about everything but she doesn't remember." Bellamy said as he made his way over to his timid sister.

"I told Wells and he was clueless too." I replied. Bellamy turned around and cocked his eyebrow.

"The Chancellor of Earth is still alive?" Bellamy asked. I nodded and realized that that meant that Finn was probably still alive too.

"Finn is probably around here somewhere too." I said.

"I know, I took a shift at the sky box and talked to him. He's doesn't know anything either." Bellamy told me.

"I believe you." Octavia spoke up. I smiled, of course she would believe us. She might not remember it, but she trusts her brother.

"So why is it just us?" I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know, maybe this is some kind of punishment the universe has for us after everything we did inside the mountain." Bellamy suggested. That could be possible, or this could all be a dream I'll wake up from in the near future.

"How would this be punishment? We get to be with our families again. My father and your mother are still alive." I told him.

"Or we have to re live all of the pain from up here all over again." He suggested.

"Bellamy, we have the power to change the past! We can make it better!" I exclaimed.

"Or we can make it worse. If the ark is still running out of air like it had been before, they are going to have to send the 100 down to earth." Bellamy replied.

"But, if I can make sure my father doesn't tell my mother about his plan to expose the crisis, maybe we can all go down together this time." I said.

"There's not enough room for us all to fit on dropships. You'll get to go to Earth but we won't." Bellamy replied. I glanced in the corner at Octavia who decided to pass the time by sewing a blouse.

"They brought the ark down once, they could do it again." I replied.

"Since when have you become so optimistic?" He asked, studying me with a sharp gaze.

"Bellamy, do you know what this means? Everyone inside of Mount Weather is still alive. All of the grounders that we burned or slaughtered are still alive. We don't have any blood on our hands anymore, we are free." I gushed as I walked around the room.

Bellamy scoffed, "It's funny how being stuck on The Ark is freeing now."