AN - Hey y'all. I just got in to The 100, and binged all of season 1 on Netflix, plus the first three episodes of season 2 on Hulu, over the weekend. I keep thinking, though, that Bellamy has got to be at least four years older than Octavia, more likely six or seven, which would make him somewhere between the ages of 21 and 25. I dunno why, but something about him being the only adult in a camp full of teenagers gets my attention, but I have hardly seen anyone address that on ffnet, so I wanted to draw some attention to it.

Please review. I'm always looking for helpful hints to write better, and ideas to keep a story moving. I have a few short chapters written up, that I'll try to space out every day or two this week, then we'll see where it goes.

He was doing it again. Bellamy, he was making eyes at that girl, Jazz. Actually, Clarke relented, he was just returning the girls eye-making, meeting her shy, longing looks with his own cocky, smoldering ones. But whether making or returning, Clarke was of the very firm opinion that Bellamy should not have been doing either, especially when he was supposed to be helping her with the patrol assignments for the next week. Just because there hadn't been any threat from the Grounders since their release of Anya, didn't mean there wasn't any danger outside their walls.

"Stop that." She said to him, reaching over to nudge him in the knee with her boot. Bellamy turned to look at her, eyebrow raised in question. "That." Clarke gestured vaguely between him and the direction of Jazz. "Encouraging her. You can't encourage her, Bellamy, she's sixteen."

"A lot of girls here are sixteen, Princess." He said, one eyebrow quirked. The unspoken message was that Roma had been sixteen, and Teya, and both of them had graced his bed without any complaint from her. Clarke rolled her eyes across the rough wooden table.

"Yeah, but Jazz isn't like some of the other girls here. She's more…."

The older boy – man, really – smirked rougishly. "Virginal?" He suggested.

"Innocent." Clarke deadpanned with a disapproving look. "And naïve. She doesn't understand that you're not like that, that being with you wouldn't mean actually beingwith you, on a permanent basis."

"Clarke – "

"No, Bellamy! You said it yourself; a lot of girls here are sixteen. Everyone in this camp, except you, is a teenager. You're twenty three, that's seven years older than sixteen, but a lot of people here seem to forget that. I get that you have needs, or whatever, but please remember that not everyone has as much… experience in this area as you do."

Bellamy considered her with his head tilted forward and eyebrows raised, suggestive smirk still on his face. Then he rolled his own eyes, shrugging back into a slouch and taking a large bite out of his apple. "Alright, Princess, relax. I'm not into virgins anyways."

The way he said it implied that he was talking about more than sixteen year old Jazz, but Clarke refused to rise to the bait. If Bellamy wanted to believe that she was a virgin, and hold it over her, then fine. She wasn't going to correct him. "Good." She said, "Because we can't have anyone distracted if we're going to rebuild this place before winter."

They turned their attention back to the task at hand, Bellamy, thankfully, now fully focused on the patrol assignments. Since the new peace with the Grounders, though still tentative and untested, was established, he'd been more comfortable assigning new, less experienced guards to patrol, provided they worked under the supervision of one of his guys. After some back and forth, and a lot of convincing on Clarke's end, they decided that Craig, a fifteen year old from Agro-station, would be paired with Miller for the first night shift. Schedule settled, they broke for the afternoon, separating to oversee their own sections of the rebuild effort.

Later, while comparing notes with James-the-Engineer on the new wall, Bellamy saw Jazz shift into his line of sight. Without hesitating he turned his eyes away, letting them fall instead on the dropship, where he knew Clarke was reorganizing the layout of her ground-level med bay.