Bellamy Blake surrounded me. His brown eyes raked over my body making my skin crawl with excitement and my heart pound in my chest. That sexy smirk crossed his lips. "What do you want, Princess?"

Wasn't it obvious? "I want you." My voice said with confidence.

He backed me up into the nearby wall, his hands grabbed my waist. Fire shot throughout my body at his touch. A sound a lot like a moan left my lips as he pushed his body against mine. I could feel his breath on my lips. Desire shown through his eyes. "Now that I can give you." He hoisted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, my arms locked around his shoulders.

My lips crashed into his, both of us biting and nipping, trying to devour each other. I felt movement, all of sudden it was Bellamy lowering me onto his makeshift bed. My nerves far out weighted my awe at the sight of him without clothes. He surely heard my heart pounding out of my chest as he gazed at my bareness.

His eyes sought mine as he brought his hand to my cheek, barely touching it like a soft caress. "Clarke," Just like that all of my nerves went away. "Clarke, wake up."

I stared at him in curiosity. "Huh?"

"Wake your ass up, Princess. We've got work to do."

My body shot up at the touch of his hands. "Bellamy." Our eyes met. A blush crept to my cheeks. I looked down at my body, realizing that I kicked off my blanket in the nights, leaving me in my underwear.

His hands draped the blanket over me with a smirk. The same smirk that was in my dream. "We need to get a move on if we want to find the rest of our people." He stood and turned his back to me.

I stood with shakey legs, slipping on my clothes. "Right. Mt. Weather." A chuckle escaped me.

"What?" He asked, his back stiff.

I slid on my boots. "I was just thinking how different our lives would be right now if we were dropped on the right mountain. You wouldn't have had to step up as leader. None of us would've had to learn how to fight, how to kill. I wouldn't have fell for-"

His eyes found mine. "For Finn."

Words escaped me, so I just nodded. Had I fallen for Finn? Probably, but that was water under the bridge. Not when he had Raven. Not when we had more important things to worry about. Not when I started reading too much into the looks Bellamy gave me. Like the one he was giving me now.

I pushed past him. Fresh air and sunlight slapped me in the face. Guards and civilians worked and walked around. My eyes zeroed in on the group of Guards standing around. We needed more people than just me and Bellamy if we were going to get back Monty, Jasper, and the rest of our people from Mt. Weather.

"We need Finn and Murphy. Raven can't help us out on this one."

He came up behind me. "We don't need Finn." A bit of bark in his voice.

I headed towards his sleeping quarters. "Yes, we do. I know he's not in the best condition right now, but maybe that's what we need."

"Clarke, we have Guards. We have other people."

"He can do this. I know he can."

"Clarke!" He grabbed my arm and whirled me to him. His brown eyes unreadable as he took in my face. When he spoke his voice was lower. "We have other people."

I swallowed the lump in my throat, then tore my arm away. "Fine." Anger seeped into me as we headed to the group of Guards. Bellamy spoke to them with authority, briefing them on what to expect. Most of them have come in contact with the Grounders by now, they hadn't experienced the Reapers or the booby traps. They looked at him with inspiration in their eyes, all of them ranging in different ages and races, looking at Bellamy for wisdom.

His eyes locked on mine. "Clarke was held captive there. They're providing food, clothes, shelter for our people. They're not going to want to leave because they don't think of it as a prison. But when Clarke tried to leave the tried to kill her. She saw what they were doing to the Grounders, draining them of their blood. It's only a matter of time before they get around to our people. I don't know about you guys, but I want our people back."

The Guards cheered, amped up for our adventure as we started for the woods.

Bellamy stuck by my side no matter what pace I was going. "You have something to say, Princess?"

I gave a noncommittal shrug. "No, it's just some things never change."

"Oh yeah, what's that supposed to mean?"

My eyes scanned the forest for traps, for Grounders, for anything threatening because I couldn't meet his eyes just yet. "You're always inspiring people. You're always the rebel leader with a cause."

He grinned. "Is that a bad thing?"

"No," I shook my head. "It's sexy." My face blushed. Did I just say that out loud?

"It looks good on you, too, Princess."

My eyes met his. "Uh…" My feet fell from under me. It felt like I was falling. A hand grabbed my wrist. My eyes locked on Bellamy's as my hand wrapped around his wrist. My heart threatened to pound out of my chest as Déjà vu passed between us.

A few of the Guards tried to help him, but he had me all on his own as he pulled me up to him. He clutched me to his body. "Dammit, Princess."

I completely ignored how good it felt to be this close to him. "It's your fault. You distracted me."

He looked stunned. "I distracted you?"

The Guards made sure I was okay, but I waved them off.

I avoided that accusing stare. "Thank you."

He left it at that, walking ahead of everyone as we continued on.

"Ouch." Murphy said, coming up behind me. "Looks like the king has a weakness after all. Really it shouldn't be a surprise that's it's you of all people."

I gave him a look. "What are you talking about?"

He chuckled without humor. "You're both so clueless."

My irritation rose. "Murphy just spit it out or leave me alone."

He raised his hands in surrender, amusement clear on his face. "Why don't you ask Bellamy about his time spent on the Ark." He walked off.

Curse Murphy and his mind games. I had too much on my plate right now to be worrying about Bellamy and his nonexistent feelings for me. He thought I was good looking, so what? I knew I wasn't unattractive. Just like he knew wasn't either. That didn't equate to something more. Even though I wish it had.

What I needed to do was take the emotion out of it. We all needed to survive. Bellamy was a distraction, what happened earlier proved that. Now all I had to do was not stare at his ass.