"Bellamy, if you're watching this Jordan kept his promise to me and his mother, we thought for a long time on whether we should even tell you this but decided it may help you make some decisions about your future on this new planet", Monty's voice echoed through the empty room that apart from the computer he sat at was decorated only with a small metal coffee table that was covered with a thick blanket of dust due to lack of use all these years and a single beaten up brown couch, worn out and old.

Monty and Harper looked older now maybe in their 70s, maybe older Bellamy wasn't sure, however one thing he was sure of was that both faces bore a look of unease as they stared intently into the camera lense their features now graced with a wisdom that can only be acquired through hardships and age, something that now both processed. The wrinkles that were gracing their face not so delicately giving away the fact that they had already lived a much longer life than any on the ship could dare to hope for.

Harpers voice slowly drifted around the room,

"Monty saved some data and technology from the ring...in amongst it all, sort of hidden in all the fragments of information we came across some messages, radio messages Bellamy.." Harpers voice trailed of almost like she wasn't sure what to say, her eyebrows drew togeather sternly and with her mouth set, determination written all across her Aged features.

"..from Clarke, 2100 odd to be exact. We couldn't salvage all of them only some but they were all for you ..."

In that single moment Bellamy froze, a sore lump forming in his throat slowly making it difficult for him to breath. His mind drifted back to that day infront of the ship and his conversation with Madi echoing clearly in his mind.

####flashback####

"do you have any idea how much she cares about you?" Madi had asked him that day a genuinely curious and equally stubborn express on her face, a look she undoubtedly picked up from her adoptive mother, however even as she asked him with that oh so fimiliar expression at the time, and even now he did not know the answer to her question.

His reply however echoed clearly within his mind the venom in his tone and the harshness of his words, he did not regret it entirely though as he was hurt and had every right to be so.

"Yeah so much she left me to die in a fighting pit"

it felt like only yesterday they had had this conversation and not over 100 years ago and for him he supposed it had only been yesterday.

"That was a mistake", Madi had said, "how many mistakes did you make to protect the child you loved" Bellamy still had to laugh at the young girls reply, not only had Clarke seemed to have told the girl everything about them but she had also raised her to be wise beyond her years just like her.

"That was different."

"Was it?" Madi had asked, almost resoned him and the more he thought about it the more he knew she was right.

"I shouldn't be telling you this but when you were on the ring she cailled you on the radio every day for 6 years, you didn't know that did you."

...

Bellamy's mind went into overdrive Madi had told him already but to hear it confirmed by Monty and Harper broke something inside of him that he had been holding onto all this time unconsciously, however he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. Monty's voice slowly drifted back into his ears as Bellamy managed to regain his focus.

"Harpers right, all were for you...at least the few that we managed to salvage are. We felt like you owe it to yourself and also to Clarke to hear them, as something's may begin to make more sense if you do, there in the file next to the video, Jordan should have set it up for you, all you have to do is click on it...and Bellamy we hope yous and our people manage to find some sort of peice like we did."

Bellamy sat frozen infront of the monitor for what felt like a lifetime before his hand finally reacted and opened the file that contained Clarkes life for the past 6 years and 7 days he was gone...they were gone.

After a few seconds he heard Clarke's voice drone in over the static of a radio.

"...Bellamy, how the hell am I going to make it 5 years..."

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-if you have enjoyed so far please read on and find out how Clarke coped and what exactly it was that she told Bellamy over all those years!