A/N: I basically I had this 3x13 Au idea but it comes out longer than I thought... Blame my Bellarke love and my inspiration for it.

Clarke glances one last time back to Jasper and Octavia before slowly walking down the hill and making her way towards Bellamy.

He has been standing there alone almost two hours now, probably lost in his thoughts and guilt. When he hears Clarke approaching, he spares her a glance before turning again back to staring at the horizon. And when she gets too close, he quickly wipes his tears from his face. Clarke chooses to say nothing about it but she won't let him suffer. Not alone at least.

She starts the conversation. A conversation that they should have had days ago, but they never got the time for it. She kinda blames herself for what Bellamy had been through. She can't stop thinking how different things would have been if she had stayed in Camp Jaha after Mt. Weather. Maybe Lexa would be still alive and Pike never would have a chance on winning over Kane. Her mother wouldn't be ALIE's object and Bellamy wouldn't blame himself for everything that went wrong.

But what happened, happened. They can't change the past. They can only change and fight for their future. That was what she told him before she opened her arms and hugged him tight. She knows he needs this. He needs someone who still trusts him and knows how he feels.

He knows that Clarke feels the same way as him, maybe that's what makes her so special to him. That's what the others can't see but for him it is clear as the sky. He holds her so tight, burying his face into her hair. He needs her. He never voiced it but they both know it. We need each other, she told him for both of them. Yes, he needs her as much as she needs him.

While he is letting his shoulder relax in Clarke's embrace, he hears the waves getting louder as they hit the shore. His head tells him to ignore the strange fact but his instinct insists on checking the sea.

That's when he saw them. Four men covered in black clothes, matching the night's colors, with masks coming from the water. He quickly let go of Clarke and his hand goes for his gun while his other hand pushes Clarke behind him. "Stay be-"

But before he can even finish his sentence or take his gun out, someone comes from behind and yanks him down by his jacket. Without realizing it, a moment later, Bellamy was pinned down on the stony beach with his hands behind his back and a hand over his mouth. He tries to shake the hand off of his mouth to yell for help but he doesn't achieve it.

From the corner of his eyes he can see two figures holding down Clarke. She is on her back, not like him on his chest. One of their attackers is holding her down by sitting on her lower front with a firm grip on her hands by her side. Someone else is shutting her mouth with his hand.

Bellamy glances towards where Jasper and Octavia are set up by the fire but he can't see them. If that damn hill wasn't there, they would have seen us, he thinks and then turns his attention on breaking free. He shakes his whole body, trying to free at least one hand or push himself off the ground.

"If you don't stop fighting, I will kill her." one of them warns Bellamy and instantly his head snaps towards Clarke. The one that covers her mouth with his hand now has a knife on her throat too. Bellamy automatically nods and relaxes his body. He wouldn't do anything stupid when Clarke's life is on the line.

"Good. Same will happen if you try to yell or warn the other two by the fire. Do you both understand?"

Both Bellamy and Clarke nod their agreement. Not that they had any other choice. "Now, you will slowly stand up and don't you even try to do anything else."

With that, the four masked people that were holding Bellamy and Clarke down helped them on their feet. They were still covering their mouths with a hand while the four people that came from the sea, tied their hands behind their back and put a gag in their mouth.

After that, two people from the ones that attacked them from behind started searching Bellamy and Clarke's bodies. Patting them all over, they find Bellamy's knife and gun as well as Clarke's knife on her side. They lock eyes, talking only with them. Bellamy can see the fear in Clarke's eyes, as one of them pats her body roughly and search her grounder clothes. The one that searches him opens his jacket and search his inside pockets. Bellamy chooses to turn his gaze to the man in front of him for a moment but he regrets it immediately as he hears Clarke moaning and thrusting next to him.

Snapping his head to her side, he is watching in horror as the man who was searching her, now is holding up the case of the Flame that Clarke was keeping. No, they can't have that.

The man who has the Flame, ignores Clarke's protests as the two others hold her back for kicking and thrusting, and turns to the one that looks like their leader. He gives him, or her, the small object and takes a step back.

"The sacred symbol." he says quietly and snaps his head towards Clarke. As he does that, Clarke stops moving and stares back at him.

"Where did you get that?" he says and by the voice Bellamy guesses he is actually a man. Clarke doesn't say anything. That makes the man start walking towards her and Bellamy's body is now the one trying to break free without his will. He just needs to protect Clarke from these people and get Jasper and Octavia out of here before anything else bad happens.

Bellamy watches as Clarke stays still and just look at the man in front of her, "Very well." he tells her some moment later and them turns to one of his men. The leader tell his man something in grounder language and before Bellamy can even takes his eyes from the grounder back to Clarke, one of the men, hits Clarke on the back of her head and she falls down unconscious.

Bellamy in shock starts thrusting against the strong hands that hold him still. They just hit Clarke, they won't get away with it without a fight, he promises himself. Between the fighting he muffles Clarke name with the gag in his mouth. He doesn't break free. He only gets hit on the head too and a moment later everything is black.

When Bellamy opens his eyes again, the light blinds him. His head is pounding like a war drum and his whole body hurts. Some moments later he tried to bring a hand to cover his eyes from the sun but he can't. He realizes his hands are tied up behind his back and with that everything comes back.

Last night. How they tried to find Luna but she wasn't there. Octavia, telling him she hated him, for his part in letting Lincoln getting killed. His conversation with Clarke about her leaving, and everything that happened since then.

Clarke.

They were attacked. They took the Flame.

Clarke.

He snaps his head up, immediately regretting it because of the wave of pain and nausea that hit him but he doesn't care. His eyes search the closed room around him. No sign of Clarke.

"Clarke?" he whispers to himself, horror, worry and anger building inside him at the same time. He manages to push himself on his knees, something that is really hard while your hands are tied up behind your back. But he wouldn't give up so easy. He needs to find Clarke and he will stop at nothing.

Once on his knees, it's easy to stand up on his feet. The pounding doesn't help with moving too much but again he doesn't care. He needs to find Clarke.

He walks towards what looks like the door of these four walls. He slams his shoulder against it and a loud bang fills the room. Nothing happens. He throws himself against the metal door again but nothing. He does it for several times till his pounding head is too much to bear. He groans as he takes some steps back and fall on his knees again, letting his head touch the metal floor.

I need to find Clarke, he thinks over and over again.

He doesn't know how long he sits like this but suddenly the door in front of him cracks open and he snaps his head up, not able to do much more than stare. He doesn't have a chance on breaking free like this anyway.

He was ready for everything. He was ready for a beating or torturing him or even killing him. But he was not ready for this.

As the doors open, a man walks in with two guards, one to each side and two more guards pushing Clarke forwards just behind the first three. Her eyes lands on him as soon as she enters and Bellamy holds her gaze.

"Clarke." he breathes out her name and stand up.

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