When Clarke started battling with McCreary, it was Bellamy’s initiative to approach Clarke, to help her. However, his friend had made quick work of this man, killing him without a second thought. The message she sent over the radio sent chills down his spine, but he assumed she was just upset at being held hostage, that was fueling her rage. The surprise was real when Clarke just tossed a grenade at one of the buildings, exploding within a few seconds of it being thrown. Clarke almost looked happy about it, which unnerved Bellamy, especially the way she looked at him. “Yeah, nice to see you again, too.” He responded, finding it a bit disappointing that she didn’t seem to happy about being reunited with him.<br/><br/>In the rover, everyone was mostly stunned. The young boy did not register with Bellamy at first, but he did feel a natural pull towards the kid. However, he did not think that it was his son, so he did not ask about who these two were. He just assumed that they were two kids surviving together after the apocalyptic event that happened. They were fortunate that Clarke found them, if that was the case.<br/><br/>Mostly everyone was quiet on the ride to her home, since everyone was confused to see Clarke like this. The reunions were not that happy, she almost seemed to not care about them. When they reached her home, Bellamy started to find a place to stay, himself and Echo finding a little spot in the place where they could share together. Everyone was busy, doing whatever they needed to get ready for the evening when Harper was speaking to Clarke. Soon enough, everyone went quiet when someone mentioned Clarke having a son. Bellamy’s heart stopped for a second, looking to the blonde when she answered Harper’s next question.<br/><br/>“He’s… he’s mine?” Bellamy asked softly, slowly approaching Clarke. Why wasn’t that the first thing out of her mouth? Why did it take Harper prodding for Clarke to reveal it? Did she even care? What the hell was going on here? Echo could not help but feel jealous at the notion. She had no clue Bellamy and Clarke were ever involved. “We slept together once.” He muttered softly. “Are you sure he is mine?” Bellamy questioned, but he could tell by the look on the boy’s face, that everything about him screamed Bellamy Blake.<br/><br/>“Clarke? When were you going to tell me?” The man finally asked, realizing that it was a dumb question to ask whether it was truly his or not. He could tell. Jake was his. Everyone else decided to give the pair some alone time. Echo more stomped out, pissed that this happened between the two but she never found out. Bellamy had no idea it was relevant, but apparently it was very relevant. Bellamy was confused more than anything, not sure where they went from here. Would Clarke even care to explain it to him? Or talk about Jake?<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>It was crazy. Bellamy and Clarke slept together: that part was logical, but they had a kid together. Clearly, Bellamy could not have known this. It just surprised Bradley that Clarke acted nonchalant about it. She was not acting happy to see them. She was not acting happy to see her child’s father. Hell, she was not even going to say anything about it if it had not been for Harper, it seemed. It did not take long for Bellamy to hear about this, making the whole conversation turn slightly awkward. It was a cue for everyone to leave, so Bradley walked out of the house, holding Harper’s hand.<br/><br/>Echo was ranting outside. Bellamy never told her about sleeping with Clarke. Bellamy said that he never cared about her in that way. Echo felt a little hurt, but she somewhat understood it. He thought it was the last time he could ever see Clarke, so they both wanted to have a little action. It made her wonder if Bellamy did care for Clarke that way, or if he was telling the truth. Echo knew he had bigger problems than that, now. He had a fucking kid! It blew everyone’s mind.<br/><br/>“I guess we should give them a while. It’d be good to stay on watch in the mean time.” Clarke was acting different, so maybe it would not be a long conversation. Just in case, Bradley kept his gun ready, sitting outside at one of the tables, keeping his eyes forward before patting the wooden bench beside him, offering Harper a seat beside him, hoping she would join him while keeping watch. It was just so much to take in right now. They were at war, Bellamy and Clarke had a child, they were back on the ground, and the others were still trapped.<br/><br/>“I have no idea what’s going on right now.” Bradley admitted, looking towards Harper when she joined him. It shocked everyone. He thought it would have been a happier moment, though. There was no telling what Clarke was forced to do, keeping herself and those two alive. Bradley hoped they would reconcile, though. Even if Bellamy was with Echo, he could be part of the kid’s life. It did seem like they just slept together once and there were no strings attached. It was none of Bradley’s business, but he could not help feeling intrigued, just like everyone else. “Are you holding up alright?” He asked softly, sure that this was a stressful time on them all. On top of their friends being trapped, they were about to fight a war as well. It just never stopped down here.