Chapter 8: Trust

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          Clarke, Bellamy and Lincoln were walking back to the camp. It was easy to tell Bellamy wanted to do something else to Lincoln, harmfully. Clarke looked at Bellamy . "You did the right thing." She smiled.
           "We will see once everything plays out." Bellamy looked ahead.
          They entered the camp. Bellamy was holding Lincoln's hands behind his back. Finn and Raven were talking on the ground. He saw Clarke. He ran up to her. "Where have you been." He put both of his hands on her shoulders.
            She took them off. "No where." Finn noticed Lincoln. He looked at him and then Bellamy. He gave Clarke a look, it was like him saying why would you go in the middle of the woods with two horrible people.
            Octavia came out of the drop ship. She saw Lincoln, then Bellamy holding Lincoln. She widened her eyes , then looked at Clarke  "O!" Bellamy was relieved. His smile was bright, he gave Lincoln to Finn to hold. He ran to Octavia and gave her a hug. "Where were you?" He held her hand.
            "I was looking for water. Nothing bad happened to me" Octavia re assured him.
            "Bellamy!" Finn shouted, "what do I do with Indian over here?" Finn was still holding Lincoln's hands.
             "Clear a tent. We will switch off guarding it." Bellamy answered as he walked to them. "Maybe, he'll give us some information."
             Bellamy and Finn went off. Octavia pulled Clarke aggressively to the side. "What the hell." Octavia was furious.
            "Bellamy heard a noise and went after him, I was able to convince him not to hurt Lincoln." Clarke tried calming Octavia down. Octavia gave a deep breath and walked away.
              Finn guarded the tent first. Clarke was sitting down on a log watching everyone. She noticed that Finn and Raven were always together. Bellamy walked over to Clarke. "We should talk about the..." Bellamy started.
            "Grounder." Clarke cut him off. Bellamy nodded. "We should wait , see if there are others like him." Clarke told Bellamy even though she knew the answer.
             "Your in charge of talking to him." Clarke was surprised Bellamy didn't keep Lincoln to himself. He was beginning to trust her. He got up and left. Clarke noticed that her ankle was not getting better . So she wrapped it up in rag.
           It had been a day since Lincoln was brought to the camp. No one had talked to him, as they were told by Clarke and Bellamy. Clarke thought that he should rest before talking. The delinquents were outside as everyone heard some noises in the distance. Clarke and Bellamy were away from each other , but when they heard noise they were quick to find each other .
         "Everyone in the drop ship!" Bellamy yelled while instructing people. Finn was bringing Raven to the drop ship, but Bellamy stopped him. "Guard the grounder." Bellamy grabbed Finns shoulder and pushed him towards the tent where Lincoln was held in. Clarke was looking out for what the noise was.
         There she saw other grounders, on horses. One grounder in the front had face paint on. It was a girl. Her hair was in constructive braids. Bellamy went next to Clarke with his knife. Clarke noticed they had no visible weapons. She pushed Bellamys hand down with the knife in it. "No." She whispered.
           The girl got off her horse, two people followed her . They had swords around their waist. Bellamy and Clarke were standing next to one an other in-front of the drop-ship, which was closed. Finn was in the tent with Lincoln. Octavia was behind a tree watching them.
           The grounder looked at Bellamy than Clarke. "You have one of my people." She said calmly. Clarke and Bellamy were surprised they could speak English. "Give him back, or we will solve things violently." Bellamy began to reach for his knife , but Clarke went infront of him.
             "We can be peaceful. No need for harm." Clarke re assured the grounder. "Bellamy, go get him." Clarke instructed Bellamy . He went to get Lincoln from the tent . "I'm Clarke." She reached her hand out to shake, but the grounder did not reach out.
            "Lexa." The grounder replied confidently. "I am the commander of all 12 clans of my people." Clarke was amazed. 
             Bellamy came back with Lincoln. "We don't want any harm between us and your people." Clarke told Lexa. "Can we agree on peace?"
             Lexas emotion didn't change. She turned to her acquaintances. "I live in Polis, the capital of the clans." Bellamy listened to lexa now, Bellamy thought the grounders were dumb. The way they dressed. He was ready for them to leave. "Come to Polis with me. We can talk to the council about a treaty." Lexa finished.
             Clarke smiled. "Of course!" Bellamy shook his head, he thought his was bullshit.
           "Why in the hell-" before he could finish Clarke cut him off.
             "Bellamy." She looked at him. It was the way she looked at him while they brought Lincoln home, and when they were walking back from the bank. The "trust" look.
              Bellamy sighed. "I'm coming too." Lexas eyes widened.
               "That'll work, but only two." Lexa started to turn around. Her silk cape followed her. 
                "Please excuse us while we tell our people." Clarke then took Bellamy to Finn. Octavia came out from the trees. "Octavia, Finn, watch after the camp." Clarkes eyes widened as she gave instructions.
            "This is crazy! What if they are planning to kill you." Finn was angry. Clarke looked down , then at Bellamy.
          "Look at us. If they wanted to kill us, they would have already. We have no defense." Bellamy answered. "We will be back soon." Bellamy hugged Octavia good bye.
            Bellamy and Clarke started to walk back to Lexa, but then Finn pulled Clarkes arm. "Please don't do anything dumb." Clarke looked at her arm and then pulled it back aggressively.
           "You mean like putting your friend in prison and floating their Dad?" Clarke turned around and kept walking. Finn sighed. Now, it was time to go to Polis.
       

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