~Bellamy's POV~
   We entered the gate and I carried Clarke across the field. I walked into medical with Octavia and Kane behind me. Lincoln and Katie went to distracted Abby so she wouldn't walk in and examine her, then find out she's pregnant.
   I lay Clarke down on a cot and brushed the sweat soaked hair from her forehead. Octavia looked over Clarke and we came to a conclusion that she and the baby were fine. Clarke just needed rest. That was good because if something was wrong, I would kill every last one of them who hurt her. I took her to my room and laid her down on my bed. Pulling the covers up to her shoulders, she shifted and curled up in the blankets. I smiled and kissed her on her temple before I pulled my shirt off. I really needed a shower after crawling around underground.

*15 minutes later*
   I walked into the bedroom in nothing but a pair of shorts. Turning to the bed, I see Clarke's dirty face. I gently shook her shoulder. "Clarke?"

~Clarke's POV~
   I shifted, "yeah?" Bellamy smiled.
   "Hey, we got to get you cleaned up. You're covered in dirt," he laughed and I smiled at him. He helped me sit up and walked me into the bathroom. He sat me on the edge of the bathtub and took a wash cloth. As he was cleaning my face and neck, I watched him.
   "Thank you," I said gently.
   "No problem. It's my job to take care of you," he said and then helped me into the bedroom.

~Bellamy's POV~
   I helped her out of her dirty pants and shirt. I stood there staring at her. I knelt down on one knee and placed my right hand on her stomach.
   I kissed it and she smiled. I pulled one of my long sleeve shirts out of the dresser and gave it to her. She pulled it over her head and I smiled.
   "What?" she asked.
   I stood up and grabbed her hands. Her beautiful blue eyes staring up at me. "You're so beautiful. Especially in my shirt." She giggled and leaned in.
   I wrapped my arms around her back and she snuggled her head into my chest. I felt like it was just us two in the world. About to be three.
   "I love you, Bellamy," she said in my chest as I rocked her back and forth.
   "I love you too, Clarke. I always will," I said and kissed the top of her head. She looked up at me and smiled. I kissed her soft warm lips and she wrapped her arms around my neck.
   "You should be resting," I said and pulled her to the bed. She laid down and I covered her with the fleece blanket. I walked around and laid down next to her. She scooted closer and gently put her head on my chest. She placed her small hand on my stomach. I slowly ran my fingers through her hair, careful not to pull it. We drifted off to sleep.

~Clarke's POV~
*in Clarke's dream*
I ran across the field when I heard Bellamy yelling my name. When I caught sight of him, I could see him fall to the ground holding Octavia. I reached him and examined Octavia's head, which has a huge gash on it, and a claw mark on her leg.

"Miller?!" I yelled and he appeared next to me, "take her to the medical tent. Now!" He did as I said and I lifted Bellamy's head so I could see his face. He had a large cut across his forehead and temple. I gently pushed back his black hair.

"I'm fine. Go help Octavia," he said and grabbed my hand gently.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

I ran into the tent and rushed to Octavia's side.

After I finished with Octavia, I turned to see Bellamy standing there staring at me.

"She'll be fine," I reassured him.

Before I had time to process what happened, Bellamy had pulled me into a hug. He wrapped his arms awkwardly around my back. I place my hands on his shoulder blades.

"I... I... I thought she... was... was dead," he stuttered, "Luckily, I have... the best Doctor...in the world to help me out."

I smiled at his comment, "She has a concussion. She should wake up in a day or two."

As I tried to pull away, he only tightened his hold on me. "Thank you."