"I reach out my hands towards the sky, the home i was born in, towards Bellamy as if i could somehow reach him. The wind blows across my fingertips and for a hauntingly beautiful second it feels like his hands brush mine, as if right now he is reaching out to me." The world has ended, twice. Bellamy and Clarke have, against all odds, survived the apocalypse. But they ended up on opposite ends of the universe. This is the story of how they find their way back to each other.