We were running more quickly than we had ever run before. It was pitch black and the only light we had was a broken torch that Bellamy held, but we still had to turn it off from time to time in order not to attract the mountain men, who had been chasing us for hours, right to us. The only thing I heard was my heart pounding and Bellamy's running steps right behind me. I could hear his breathing getting heavier and I made the mistake of glancing back at him, to check if he was okay. I only saw that he had his hand on his chest fighting to get his breaths out before I stumbled on something, falling flat on my face. A sharp pain hit my left leg and I let out a pained cry. In seconds there was moving all around us and I could feel my heart beating faster against my chest.

Bellamy kneeled down next to me. "Are you okay?" He was standing inches away and I could sense how scared he was. "I'm fine, it's just… my leg, it hurts, I think it might be injured."

He glanced back to see where I had fallen, I couldn't see his face but I could sense something was wrong. He turned towards me and slowly stroked my hair back. My skin tingled where he touched it. "Okay Clarke, I don't want you to panic… your leg…um...It's..."

His sentence was cut short by a loud thump right behind us; the air was filled with noises, twigs breaking, branches being pulled. I panicked, but Bellamy stayed completely calm moving me to a small cave just a few meters from the spot where I had fallen. I wanted to ask him how he knew this cave was here and how he found it in complete darkness but something about his sharp movements told me not to.

I sat on the cold ground and pushed my legs in my chest in order not to cover too much space, the pain blinded me, but I kept my mouth shut. Bellamy sat next to me putting an arm around my waist and dragged me slightly so our backs were resting against the cave wall. I could feel his breath on my neck; I couldn't quite comprehend all my feelings in that moment, all I knew was that he was standing so close, the pain in my leg disappeared. I couldn't stop thinking about the others though, couldn't help wondering if they were safe if they had made it back to camp, all I could do now was concentrate on the man next to me who seemed to be in terrible pain.

I took his hand in my grip and whispered. "Tell me what's wrong."

He sighed quietly. "It's just that when you fell, your…"

I cut him, here he was talking about my injury when not longer than half a day ago he was still hung and tortured and drained for his blood. "No I don't mean with my leg."

I squeezed his hand, "I mean with you, you couldn't breathe I was worried"

He squeezed back my hand as he replied. "Don't be, I'm fine."

He wasn't. I knew he wasn't. The cuts and bruises all over his skin reassured me of that.

I wanted to tell him that everything was going to be okay that things would get better, but instead i froze, there were crunches on the leaves near us and immediately I knew that we should have hid better.

Bellamy stood very still, his eyes closed. Even though it was pure darkness we were standing so close, i could figure out every muscle in his face. His eyes were shut tight as he was focusing on his hearing, his breath coming out in short puffs. When you saw him on battle you had to be terrified, he was strong and vicious and you knew you were safe when he was next to you. But here..., okay i got that we were hiding because we were both hurt and couldn't fight. But the truth is i realized something else as i was studying him, he had worry lines around his eyes and the wrinkle he was making on his forehead revealed how scared he really was. I placed my palms on his chest wanting him to know that i was there with him, that as long as we were together, we were okay. He tensed and opened his eyes, he looked at me and his face relaxed, he smiled slowly and for a moment it felt really good just being there, in the cold hard ground with him, even if we were in grave danger.

We waited for quite sometime before the noises stopped and we came out of our hiding spot. Bellamy stood up carefully, grabbed a branch, ripped a piece of clothing from his shirt and determinedly started working on my leg. It hurt really bad and when i looked at it i freaked. Well, lets just say that my ankle wasn't where it was supposed to be.

"How are we gonna make it back to camp?" I asked, panicking.

Bellamy's gaze was intense, as it always was, that scared boy i had seen, not to long ago , had vanished in seconds. Ignoring my question he grabbed my waist and lifted me up.

"What the hell are you doing?" My voice came out more breathless than i had planned. I hope he didn't notice that.

"What do you think?" he smirked, his eyes glowing. He tried to lift me over his shoulder but i resisted and stepped down.

"I can walk by myself." I snapped, regretting it the instant the words came out of my mouth.

"Wanna bet princess?"

I rolled my eyes at him and tried to take a step, the pain almost made me faint, my knees buckled from under me and i would have fallen again, if Bellamy hadn't grabbed me and pulled me close to him.

"Why do you always have to be so stubborn?" his eyes were angry but there was a soft tone in his voice.

I smiled at him wanting to thank him, but he didn't give me the kneeled down in front of me, his back facing me, wrapped my arms around his neck from behind, stood up and caught both of my thighs as they went to rest on his sides. I gave him a thankful look before he started running, his breathing getting heavy almost immediately.

There was no way we were going to make it.

I tried to keep him going longer by stroking his hair, every now and then, and telling him that everything was going to be all right. It seemed to be working and around dawn i really started to believe that we stood a chance, but i guess it wasn't meant for us to get back to camp.

Without warning, i felt someone grabbing my waist violently and pulling me away from Bellamy.

Miraculously he turned just in time to grasp my hand and pull me back into his arms.

We looked around us, there were people from mount weather with their white, terrifying uniforms all around us and the worst part? There were reapers amongst them.

I didn't know what was so special about us, to chase us an entire night through the forest, but i guess it must have been something important. Measuring our chances to fight or to escape i realized, we didn't stood a chance.

I looked up at Bellamy, who must have been thinking the exact same thing, because he was avoiding my gaze but was clutching my hand tightly. As the mountain men, started coming closer, with a slow pace and threatening attitude, Bellamy suddenly met my gaze and cupped my cheeks with his palms.

"I'm so sorry Clarke." His voice was barely a whisper, ready to break.

I started tearing up, because that was it, they were going to take us, probably separate us and i didn't know if i could handle that again. I glanced back, they were just 20 feet away.

Bellamy grabbed my right hand and put in on his chest, he pulled me closer and whispered. "Wherever they take you, keep your mind straight, whatever they do to you just... just stay strong, you're..." his voice broke.

.10 feet away.

I had never seen him so vulnerable before and it broke my heart, seeing him like this.

"I'll find you okay? I promise you princess i'll save you, just promise me you won't give up."

I didn't respond, tears started falling on my cheeks. He wiped them away and startled me when he shouted . "PROMISE ME CLARKE!"

.5 feet away.

My mind and voice weren't cooperating but i managed to get the two words out. "I...I promise"

As soon as i spoke he didn't hesitate one second, he closed the final space between us and crushed his lips to mine. It was a desperate kiss, our first but it also seemed like a last one too. I was too surprised to react, i wanted him to do it for so long (i never dared to admit it of course), but i never thought he would. The world fell silent around us, as i grabbed the back of his neck, wanting him to come closer, if that was even possible. I had just kissed him back when someone grasped my waist and i drifted away from Bellamy, screaming, yelling and kicking with my good leg the mountain man who held me. Another one, with a reaper on his heels, caught Bellamy but he fought and was trying to get away, but the man on the uniform delivered a punch on his chest sending Bellamy on the ground panting, three men surrounded him and i lost complete sight of him. I was screaming out my lungs and fighting as hard as i could. I didn't see which one hit me, actually i wasn't looking at any of them, my eyes were fixed on the spot that Bellamy had fallen, i just felt what was happening when one of them kicked me in my bad leg.

The pain was too much. I had to block it out.

The last thing i saw, before i blacked out, was a glimpse of Bellamy standing back on his feet, his skin pale, but he was still resisting and shouting my name.

Then, everything turned black.