Chapter 1

"Bellamy. Clarke, what happened to him?" Octavia was right there, she'd cupped his face in her warm hands and was looking at his face searching for injuries. It must've been bad because her eyes welled with tears. "... Can you fix him?" she asked.
"I sure as hell hope so..." Clarke grumbled, just as black began creeping up on Bellamy's vision. "Don't fight it," Clarke whispered in his ear, like she knew what he was thinking. "Just sleep. It'll be easier that way."
It didn't matter. He was too weak and tired to resist anyways.

THIS FANFICTION TAKES PLACE IN SEASON 1!

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