And Baby Makes Three

Chapter 1

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Clarke hadn't expected to stumble across the bundle placed in front of a tree just outside of the camp's walls. She hadn't expected to stop upon hearing a baby crying . And she certainly hadn't expected to feel a maternal instinct to pick the infant up carefully, moving the blanket that was wrapped around his body from his face. He had chubby cheeks, cat like green eyes and a tuft of brown hair. He quieted the moment Clarke had picked him up, eyes wide as he watched her with curiousity.

"Hello Handsome. What are you doing out here all alone?" Clarke spoke softly, tracing a fingertip from his forehead to his cheek gently, watching with amazement as he leaned into the touch. Clarke slowly looked around the area, chewing on her bottom lip when she noticed it hadn't been disturbed in a while.

"How long have you been out here?" she questioned quietly, adjusting her hold on the infant as she turned on her heel and made her way back towards the camp, deciding the little guy needed a check up and most likely some form of food to sustain him.

She was going through everything she knew about stimulating her own breasts into producing milk to nurse as she wandered through the gates, not paying attention as many of the delinquents paused in their morning chores to watch her in surprise. They had worked out peace with Anya when they had met on the bridge for the first unity day, and ensured when the Ark came down, they obeyed the treaty or made one of their own. However they didn't understand why one of their leaders had brought an infant to the camp. Harper was the first to shake off the surprise, deciding Bellamy and Octavia would need to be informed that Clarke had just brought what was obviously a Grounder's baby into the camp.

Clarke had made it to the dropship which was acting a the med bay for the camp with out anyone stopping her, which she thought was something new. Chuckling slightly at the thought she easily spread out the blanket on one of the examine tables and tickling the little boy's tummy before checking to make sure it was in deed a boy.

"Well, you definitely look like a boy," Clarke mumbled as she confirmed her suspicions, moving on to check his heart rate.

"Why is Harper telling me you brought..." Bellamy's voice trailed off as his amber colored eyes landed on the infant laying on the examine table. Octavia ran into his back pushing Bellamy forward as she rubbed her forehead.

"Geeze Bell, you're like a freaking statue," she mumbled, ducking around him only to freeze at the sight of Clarke leaning over the small body of an infant.

"Hey O, could you do me a favor and see if Lincoln can ask the surrounding villages if anyone lost or abandoned a baby? He might be four, maybe five months. It's a little boy and his eyes are green if that means anything to the clans," Clarke spoke, turning her attention back to the baby and blowing on his belly to get a squeal of delight from his mouth.

"Uh sure," Octavia replied, backing out of the dropship slowly and shaking her head as Jasper and Monty attempted to make their way inside.

"Mom and Dad haven't talked yet. I'd wait you guys, cause Bell's going to be pissed when he shakes off his lust and shock," she whispered waiting for the two to nod before following after her. Clarke glanced up again when she heard Bellamy cough as he attempted to clear his throat.

"Clarke, what is that?" he finally questioned, his voice rough as he fought to keep his emotions under control. Clarke rolled her ice blue eyes skyward before turning back to the little boy and wrapping him in the blanket she had found him in, deciding she would have to ask around for a few new ones considering this one looked thread bare.

"A baby Bellamy. I found him when I went to look for herbs earlier. He was alone and looked as if he had been that way for a few days. I'm about to find some berries to squeeze together for the juice so he can actually eat something. Than I am taking him to my tent to sleep," Clarke explained slowly, not telling Bellamy about her plans to nurse the child until she discovered if he had a family or not. Bellamy shook his head, eyes narrowing to slits as he watched her settle the baby against her shoulder and begin to gently sway to keep him calm.

"Do you even have any idea how to take care of a baby Clarke? How much work it takes to raise an actual child? It's not a game and it's not easy. Take it back where you found it Clarke," Bellamy growled, watching as Clarke's eyes narrowed to a glare, her jaw tensing as she thought over her words carefully. Finally she simply shook her head, deciding she didn't care about being proper in this moment.

"Fuck you Bellamy. I'm taking care of him until I find his family. He is a baby, not a thing you can simply toss away. He's staying with me," she snapped, moving out of the dropship and ignoring everyone who was watching as she made her way towards the pile of food.

"Didn't know you wanted kids Clarke?" Finn's voice simply grated on Clarke's nerves as she sat in front of her tent and dipped her finger into the clay bowel one of the engineer kids had made a while back. She closed her eyes as she raised her finger to the little boy's mouth, feeling him suck all of the juices off before opening her eyes and leveling a flat look towards the boy who had lied to her when they had first landed over a year ago now.

"Yeah, Finn, because we actually talked about those kind of things right?" her voice was full of sarcasm, and Finn noticeably deflated at her words.

"You're not going to keep it, are you?" he finally asked after a few moments of awkward silence had settled over them. Clarke turned to glare at him, her ice blue eyes filled with disgust as she pushed to her feet.

"Yeah, I am. Until Lincoln can locate his family, he's staying with me," Clarke spat, turning on her heel and entering her tent in a clear dismissal.

She gently rocked the baby until he fell asleep in her arms and carefully laid him down on her cot. She knew it would be better if she started trying to stimulate her breasts to nurse sooner rather than later. With a sigh, she pulled her thin henley over her head and tossed it on her cot before she unclasped her bra and tossed it in the same direction before sitting on the edge of the mattress, close enough to feel if her Little Guy had woken up, but far enough away that she wouldn't disturb him. Inhaling a deep breath, Clarke began to massage her breasts like her mother had told her once, a long time ago for a reason she couldn't remember. She closed her eyes, allowing her body to relax before she heard her tent flap rustle followed by Bellamy's voice drifting to her ears before he was filling the space of her small tent.

"Clarke, I think we need to..." he trailed off, his eyes taking in the expanse of Clarke's bare back that was facing him before his eyes dropped to the baby sleeping in the middle of her cot.

"This couldn't have waited until after his nap?" Clarke wasn't embarrassed about Bellamy seeing her naked back, wasn't uncomfortable being in his presences topless. She was annoyed however that he thought what ever they needed to discuss couldn't wait until after the baby's nap.

"What the fuck are you doing?" His voice was a rough growl and Clarke turned her head to glare at him from over her shoulder.

"I'm trying to stimulate milk so I can breast feed him. He's not old enough to for solid food and I'm pretty sure the berry juice is to acidic for his stomach," Clarke explained easily, and Bellamy could only close his eyes as he shook his head, unruly curls falling into his eyes.

"Clarke, this is insane," He hissed, watching as she grappled for her shirt, not bothering with her bra as she pulled it over her head.

"I really don't want to fight with you about this Bellamy, especially not when he's sleeping. However I'm only going to tell you this once, you aren't the boss of me. You can't tell me what to do. He is an infant who needs someone to protect him and I will. So if you have a problem with it, get out and stay away," Clarke spats her fists clenched at her sides as she waited for Bellamy to do just that. He exhaled a huff of breath, crossing his arms over his chest before glancing at the sleeping baby just over her shoulder. He could feel his stance softening as he heard the soft little snores and saw the gentle rise and fall of his small chest.

"Clarke, he has a family," Bellamy started, only for Clarke to cut him off.

"I'm aware of that Bellamy. I asked Octavia to ask around about them. However I'm not going to let him starve until we find them. This is the only option we have," she was growing exasperated with him, and he could tell. He closed his eyes, feeling his shoulders loosen as he thought over Clarke's argument.

"Fine, but you're not taking care of him alone. You barely remember to feed yourself. You might forget to feed the kid to," he hoped she took his words for the teasing they were meant to be. He watched as she rolled her eyes, relaxing as she nodded.

"Fine, I'll ask Jasper and Monty to help, maybe even Harper and O," she replied, as she moved back to her cot, not seeing the way Bellamy's eyes narrowed to slits at her words before he followed her, dropping to his knees in front of her.

"That's not what I meant Clarke. I barely trust Jasper and Monty not to blow up the camp. You're going to need serious help, let me," his last words were a whisper, a plea, and Clarke's features softened before she nodded her head, chewing her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Don't make me regret letting you help," she whispered, watching the crooked smile that pulled on his lips before he pushed to his feet.

"I wouldn't dream of it Princess," he replied turning to leave her tent. Clarke could only shake her head before glancing towards the baby and deciding she was going to need a nap as well, knowing most babies this young didn't sleep all the way through the night.

A/N: An idea that popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone until I finally typed it up. It isn't going to be that long, maybe a couple of chapters. Enjoy and feel free to let me know what you thought. Next Chapter will be why Little Man was left and what they decide to name him. I promise it's going to be something Roman because it's Bellamy!