note at end.

Clarke walked her sore, tired body toward the drop ship. She rubbed her neck, wincing in pain and not knowing why. She gave a huge yawn, still half asleep.

It was already mid-day when she woke up. She didn't fall asleep till the sun rose, snuggled in Bellamy's arms. When she opened her eyes again, he was gone. However in his place was a white flower.

Clarke walked into the drop ship, looking at the flower smiling, thinking about the night before. Of how Bellamy kissed her, his hot, passionate kisses. How perfect and breathtaking it was. Some were rough, and some were gentle, Even though she slept with Finn, Bellamy's kisses alone topped that. Lost in her day dreams, Clarke didn't even notice Octavia's presence let alone her wide eyed in shock.

"Damn, I know my brother likes to give hickeys to girls he sleeps with, but I didn't know he could gave that many." Octavia said, leaning against the door way, snapping Clarke out of her day dream.

"What are you talking about?" Clarke asked with confusion. Octavia said nothing but glanced at her neck again then smiled. She gasped in shock and stuck her hand back onto her neck. No wonder it was sore. She thought to herself, cursing Bellamy in the process. She looked up at Octavia with wide eyes.

"How bad?" she asked, she wondered if people noticed on her walk, if they were talking about it, if they would question her leadership.

Octavia giggled, "No don't worry. It just looks like you got beaten up or had a very, very eventful night." Just then, the flap covering the entrance of the drop ship lifted. Clarke's heart started beating faster when she saw who it was. His dark, curly locks were unmistakable.

"Good afternoon ladies." he said with a big grin, obviously in a cheerful mood. "Lincoln is here early, Octavia. He said he wants to see you before the meeting." When Bellamy found out his little sister was with a grounder, he took it surprisingly well in Clarke's perspective. And "well" meant nobody got seriously injured and he was only angry for a couple of days. After he calmed down, he seemed fine with the idea now that the grounders and them have made peace.

Octavia practically jumped up from where she was leaning, said a quick goodbye before she sprinted past her brother. Once his sister had left, he fully walked into the drop ship and made his way over to Clarke.

She saw his smile grow as he got closer to her. Once he reached her, he reached up to caress her face. He then leaned over and pulled her slightly forward and gave her a soft, slow kiss. Clarke's eyes immediately closed and became lost in the kiss. But before she could fully enjoy it, he pulled away. She pushed down the urge to pull him back down and kiss him.

He then slowly opened his eyes and smiled at her. "What was that for?" she asked.

"I don't really know, I wanted to I guess." he answered, still smiling.

After a long moment of silence, he spoke again. "How is the princess today?" he asked her.

"Great. Other than the giant purple marks you left on my neck." she pouted moving her hair out of the way to show him.

"Clarke," he laughed shaking his head, "you asked me at least six times last night to give you those marks. I told you they would be noticeable but you still asked. I did what the princess commanded, so no complaining. The meeting is going to start soon." He then picked up her small, delicate hand into his, admiring the ring still on her finger. Clarke's face turned a bright red when he lifted it to his lips, and kissed it before pulling her to her feet.

With their hands entwined, Bellamy lead her to the door of the drop ship. Before he lifted the flap, he turned around and pressed his lips on hers, but this time more forcefully. His hand tangled in her hair as he backed her up against the wall.

"Bell- aren't we- suppose- to- be- going-" Clarke managed to squeak out between Bellamy's rough, delicious kisses.

After a few more attempts to talk, Bellamy finally pulled away slightly only to say, "They can wait." And with that, Clarke gave up any attempts of talking. Soon, her legs were around his waist, and her lips were red and puffy from his kisses. Clarke didn't know what they were doing. Two weeks ago her and Bellamy were just some what at and understanding. One week ago, they became engaged for the good of their people. And now, they were making out against a wall. She didn't know where any of this would lead to in the future, but at that moment, she didn't care. All she wanted was his kisses.

She jumped when Bellamy started to move his ice cold fingers under her shirt. He was about to pull it off when loud footsteps came into the drop ship.

"Clarke, the meeting is star-" Clarke and Bellamy snapped out of their little world when they heard the person's voice closer to the drop ship. Finn.

Finn stopped talking when he entered and saw them. Clarke pressed up against a wall by Bellamy, with her legs wrapped around his waist. Both their eyes wide like they had just been caught.

Clarke dropped down from Bellamy and took his hand and started to walk towards the entrance pulling him along with her.

"Thanks for letting me know." she said to Finn and left. Bellamy didn't say one word but had a smirk on his face the entire time.

When they reached the tent where the meeting was held, everybody was already inside waiting. As they entered, all the small talk they were making ended and Clarke felt ten eyes fall on her. Octavia sat up from where she was sitting with Lincoln, Monty, Jasper, and Raven.

"Glad you could join us, love birds. You can go back to your little kissing sesh in the drop ship after this meeting I promise." she teased, teasing her brother most of all.

"How did you.." Bellamy questioned, not knowing how she knew.

"Tried getting you guys for the meeting but you two seemed busy near that wall so I decided to let you have your little moment." she said

Before Bellamy could say anymore, Lincoln interrupted, "Before we get into small talk again, we need to discuss what is going on."

Clarke switched back into her 'business mode' for the first time in what seemed like a long time. She sat down in the circle of co-leaders and listened to Lincoln.

"In the past week, most of our people are very thrilled to be at peace with you all. However, some do not want a man in charge. In the past, whenever men have been leaders, wars have always broken out. Since we have had Anya in charge, some people suspect that women are made to lead, not men. They see Bellamy as a threat to causing wars. And have started a group we call the rebels, to take him out of power." He explained.

Everybody turned to look at Bellamy's reaction, but there was no expression on his face.

"Who's in charge." Bellamy asked. Lincoln then pulled out his sketch book and began flipping through the pages looking for something.

"We don't have names, all we know is that they are two of your people. We drew their faces." He found one of the pages and set it down for everybody to see. The first person was an older boy, with dark hair.

"Murphy." They all said in unison, hardly surprised.

Lincoln picked up the book again and turned to the other page. Clarke expected one of Murphy's followers, one of the older ones, deadly, and strong. But when Lincoln set down the book, Clarke's heart stopped beating. She felt Bellamy grab her arm tightly, in as much shock as her.

She managed to croak out the name, "Charlotte?!"

today is a big holiday where I actually update. I've had the worst writers block ever, but I pushed through it (somewhat) and gave you this chapter. Anyways, this chapter introduced the main conflict, its going to test Bellamy and Clarke's relationship (or whatever they have) and I'm really excited to give you more of the story! :)

please review and let me know what you think!