"Eat," Bellamy lightly said as he set the plate in front of Clarke.

He expectantly watched her as her eyes scanned the bright scarlet berries.

Clarke hadn't been in the mood to eat for the past few days after everything that had happened, but she now realized just how hungry she was. Eyeing the berries that sat in front of her, she finally reached out and picked one up, placing it on her tongue and letting the sweet taste explode on her tongue. She closed her eyes for a split second, enjoying the presence of food in her body.

Bellamy watched in silence as she hungrily ate the rest of the berries. It was good to finally see her eating something. When Clarke finished scarfing down the food, she licked her fingers eagerly, making sure to get every drop of juice into her mouth.

"I'll get you more," Bellamy stated as he began to get up from the chair he was sitting in.

"No, wait Bellamy. It's okay, I don't need more right now," Clarke replied. She didn't want Bellamy to do everything for her; she wanted to stop feeling useless.

"Okay," he said as he sat back down and faced her. It seemed like quite a few seconds of silence before anyone spoke. "Do you want to talk?"

Clarke swallowed hard and felt a lump forming in her throat. Before a large, shaky sigh she managed to get out a few words. "Just please don't tell anybody what happened?"

"Of course I won't. The only thing that I told your mother was that some grounders were trying to kill you."

Clarke nodded in appreciation, but looks at the floor as if she has something to be ashamed of.

"Clarke… Back at Mount Weather. We did what we had to do," Bellamy softly said, knowing that bringing it up might be a mistake. But maybe talking about it would help Clarke and him move past it.

"That doesn't take the guilt of murdering hundreds of innocents away," Clarke bitterly spat as she looked at the floor.

"Clarke, the Mountain Men were about to murder your mother. Everyone we love was at risk in that mountain."

"But don't you think that the Mountain Men had people that they loved? Families? We killed everybody in that mountain," Clarke said, a mixture of guilt and disgust prevalent in her tone.

Bellamy knew that she was right. He had allies in that mountain, people who helped him. But it was either his people or their people. And as he once told Clarke, who you are and who you need to be to survive are two very different things.

"It was either our people or their people, Clarke. There was no way we would have gotten our friends out if we hadn't irradiated the level."

"And we chose our people. We killed 382 people to save less than 48 of ours."

This statement hit home with Clarke when she said it. She killed 382 people to save less than 48 of her own. She killed a hell of a lot more people than she had saved.

Bellamy reacted to this statement in a similar way. They both had been thinking it, but Clarke saying the numbers made it so much more real.

"And what about Maya? If it wasn't for her, we would have had no chance of escaping. Jasper loved her and now she is just gone. And her dad… he was murdered for helping us. How the hell are we supposed to deal with this Bellamy?" Clarke asked, as her hands shook uncontrollably.

"I don't know Clarke. But all I know is that if it wasn't for you, none of us would have survived. Our people need you Clarke."

After a few seconds of silence, Clarke spoke in a barely audible voice. "I'm so sorry."

"For what?" he gently asked as he placed his hand on Clarke's forearm to comfort and reassure her. He had no idea what she was about to say; He didn't think that she had anything to feel sorry about.

"For trying to leave camp. For trying to abandon everyone and leave you to-" Clake rambled as she ripped her hand out of Bellamy's comforting touch.

"You are here now. That's all that matters," Bellamy said as he placed his hand back on Clarke's forearm. Clarke looked up at Bellamy, watching his dark brown eyes. They sat there for a few seconds, despite the rushing footsteps that were approaching the entrance to medical.

Abby came bursting into medical and her eyes landed on Bellamy and Clarke, who seemed to be having a moment. "Clarke?"

"Mom?" Clarke got up from her chair, walking as fast as she could, still in pain from her wounds, and enveloped her mother into an embrace. While this was happening, Bellamy also got up from his chair and picked up the empty plate, which he was getting ready to take out of the room to give Clarke and her mother some time to talk.

"I'm so sorry this happened to you," Abby struggled to get out as her voice broke.

"It's okay," Clarke responded, trying to be strong, as she pulled away from her mother.

"There's something I need to tell you, and I know that this is probably not the best time," Abby hesitantly stated.

Abby sighed. "Lexa is outside with a few grounder guards waiting at the main entrance."

"What does she want?" Bellamy asked, setting the plate down. His question came out of curiousity, but it was hard to mistake the hint of bitterness that resided in his voice. Bellamy hadn't had much interaction with Lexa, but he resented her for her betrayal at Mount Weather. If Lexa hadn't betrayed their people, he and Clarke would have never had to commit the genocide of hundreds of innocent lives. Despite this, he also understood why Lexa did what she had to do and why she placed her people before his. It was an easy choice really and if his people had been offered the same choice, they probably would have taken it.

"I'm not sure. She simply demanded that she speak to Clarke. But Clarke, you don't have to do this if you don't want to," Abby explained as she placed her hand on Clarke's forearm for reassurance.

"How dare she come here after what said did…," Clarke muttered after pushing past her mother out of medical.

Clarke thought that she would never have to see Lexa again after she left her people to fend for themselves on the mountain. Part of her really didn't want to see her, but the other part of her wanted to show Lexa how angry she was at her for betraying them.

"Wait, Clarke. Think about this. Is this really a smart thing to do?" Bellamy asked as he followed Clarke out of medical, trying to keep up with her fast walking pace.

"Bellamy, I have to talk to her. I need to see what she wants," she replied, continuing to keep up her fast walking pace.

"Okay, but I'm coming with you."

Author's Note: Thanks for reading! As you probably have guessed, Lexa is going to make an appearance in the next chapter, so look forward to that :) A new update will be coming soon. I'd love to hear some feedback from everyone- reviews make me write a lot faster.