The Bellarke hug is in the episode and I don't get to write about it smh
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President Wallace's office was a fairly large room filled with all different kinds of antiques. Grace had been in there once before, when she was asking about Clarke, but she never did get the proper chance to look around. The moment the door to his office opened, Grace realized this probably wasn't the best time to do so either.
Dante Wallace looks up as soon as he hears the door close. Grace crosses her arms over her chest, her eyes never leaving him. She woke up this morning to Jasper shaking her and saying something about the President needing to talk to them both. Grace was immediately on edge. Had he caught Maya or Isaac snooping around? Had they done something wrong? Was he finally going to admit that something was wrong with Clarke?
"Thank you for coming," he spoke calmly and without anger, which took maybe a feather off of the bricks on her shoulders. If he wasn't angry, then what did he want? "I've been told you visit medical three or four times a day, each. Both asking about Clarke."
"Yeah. No one will let us see her," Jasper responds, stuffing his hands into his pockets and keeping his eye contact on the ground. Grace narrows her eyes at Dante. He knows no one will let them in to see her, so what the hell was he going on about?
The President stands and makes his way around the desk. "That's because she's no longer here. Clarke ran away."
Both Grace and Jasper tense at this. Neither could believe that she would leave without them, but she must have had a good reason. She must've truly believed that Finn or Bellamy and the others were out there or she wouldn't have left them. She wouldn't have.
"I tried to convince her that she was safe here, but she couldn't stop looking for enemies when she was among friends," Dante explains. Grace calls bullshit on that. He probably killed her and came up with this story, just like how he made up that story about Harrison.
Instead of the feather that was previously lifted from her, she felt like a ton of bricks was just added.
"I'm sorry. I don't mean to be disrespectful but . . . Clarke wouldn't just abandon us," Jasper argues, his posture straightening slightly. Grace nods in agreement.
"I wish it wasn't the case," Dante spoke with a tinge of sadness in his voice.
"Why? Are you even looking for her?" Grace demands. If her friend was out there, she wanted to know people were looking for her. She needed to know whether or not she was okay, no matter how selfish it seemed.
