《May We Meet Again: Book 3》Seven Months Ago
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"There you are. I've been looking all over for you." I can't help but smile at the sound of his voice. "You know traditionally the bride runs before the wedding not after." I let out a laugh turning to face him. "Like I'd run away from you Bellamy Blake." I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him towards me.
"Come, I want to show you something." He pulls back slightly then grabs onto my hand pulling me with him. "What is it?" he just glances over his shoulder briefly letting out a laugh "You'll find out in a second my love."
"I found it a few weeks ago." He stops and feels around the ground with his foot. "I can never remember..." There is a sudden clink sound and he releases my hand. "Ah here we go" He reaches down and brushes away some leaves and twigs to reveal a metal latch.
"Another bunker?" I kneel down next to him helping him open the latch.
"Turn's out there are a ton of these around here."
He starts going down the ladder helping me down also. "The latch doesn't stay open on it's own yet, i'll have to fix that later."
It's pitch black and the only guide I really have is Bellamy's hand on my leg. I hear his boots hit the metal floor then feel his hand move from my leg to my hip helping me down. "Okay just stay right here." He holds my hips leading me to stand where he wants me to.
"Well it's not much and there is poor lighting but I think that we can make this work." He pulls out a flashlight and also lights one of the candles giving the room a more orangish glow.
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"You want us to live down here?" I run my hand along the wall watching him light all the other candles.
"You've always talked about living someplace away from grounders and Arkadia so..." He waves his hand around the room. "Besides I think it'll be more than enough room for the both of us...or you know...for later on when there's more of us." despite the poor lighting I can make out his smile clearly. He always smiles when he talks about the of us having kids, and although I don't show it as obviously as he does, I do too. He snaps out of his daydream then looks back at me "So...Mrs. Blake, what do you think?"
"Mrs. Blake... still getting used to that," I say letting out a small laugh
"Yeah me too." He places a kiss on my forehead then takes my hand once more. "So?"
"I love it. Almost as much as I love you." I press my forehead against his smiling. "So when do we move in?"
He gives a small laugh "Uh well..." he shines his flashlight onto the corner of the room revealing a pile of all our things. "I was hoping as soon as possible."
"But...Bell, what about everyone in Arkadia, our friends, and Octavia? Are you really ready to leave them?" He shakes his head slightly smiling at me. "If I wasn't ready to leave them I wouldn't have married you and proposed all this." He moves over to me placing his hand under my chin. "I love you, Clarke."
I can't help but smile up at him. "I love you too Bell."
For once being inside of a bunker doesn't make me think of Finn. I don't feel sad anymore, for once I feel happy. In this bunker, I see a future with Bellamy, and I'm never letting this feeling go.
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