Bellamy's P.O.V

"Where is she?!" I barged into medical and looked around frantically. Several Council members were sitting down and waiting to be examined by Doctor Griffin, but my focus was all on trying to find Harley.

I saw her father, Daniel, on the other side of the room. I didn't hesitate as I quickly walked over to him. He looked up from the ground when he saw me. I knew by the look in his eyes that there wasn't any good news.

I glanced at the curtain beside him that I guessed had Harley behind it. I stepped towards it, but Daniel held out his hands to stop me.

"Bellamy-"

"I want to see her," I said.

Daniel nodded. His eyes were full of pain, "She's not awake."

"That's ok-"

He stopped me, "Bellamy she's not just sleeping. Harley's in a coma."

I stared at him in shock. I literally felt myself stop breathing for a moments as his words sunk in, "But, she'll wake up, right? She has to wake up."

"Doctor Griffin said there is a lot of damage to her brain. It could be years before she wakes up, if she even makes it that long," Daniel looked like he was about to break down, and I could tell that I didn't look any better.

I felt tears pooling in my eyes as Daniel moved out of my way. I felt a heaviness set in on my chest when I pulled the curtains back to find Harley lying on a bed, attached to all kinds of machines with an IV in her arm. Her face had scratches and bruises all over it.

I saw Archie sitting beside the bed, holding her hand with tear stained cheeks. I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder.

"Harley's a fighter, Archie," I told him. "She'll make it." I didn't know if I was trying to convince Archie of that or myself.

I heard him let out a breath before letting go of Harley's hand and standing up. He turned towards me, "You can have some time with her if you want."

I gave Archie a quick thanks as he walked to the other side of the curtain. I took a seat in the chair beside the bed, and reached over to brush a stray strand of hair away from her face. My fingers lingered on her bruised cheek. She looked so helpless; so fragile.

I couldn't imagine spending years without her. I couldn't imagine not seeing those lively hazel every day as she found another thing to make fun of me for. My heart ached thinking of a life without her in it.

"Hey, Princess," I said. My voice came out weaker than I intended. "I'm so sorry this happened to you. I'm going to find whatever bastard was behind it, and I'm going to kick his ass," I slowly grabbed her hand and laced my fingers through hers. "I'm an idiot, Harley. I should never have let you go. I should've-" I took a deep breath as I stopped myself from falling apart. "I should've said it back. I should've told you how hopelessly in love with you I am," Now, she might not ever wake up to hear me say it. God, why didn't I tell her? "I love you so much, Harley, and I need you to open your eyes. I need you to wake up." I scanned her face desperately for any kind of response, but nothing came. Anger overtook my whole body as I stood up in frustration and kicked over the chair. "Damn it!"

Angry tears formed in my eyes as I stormed out of medical with the sound of Archie following close behind, trying to calm me down. I wasn't listening to a damn word that cam out of his mouth. I was so full of rage and regret and guilt. I just wanted to hit something.

I made it to the room Harley and I always met in; the room where we had our first date. I let out an angry yell as I kicked over chairs and turned over a new table they had just put in the room. I heard Archie saying my name, but I continued to ignore him as I knocked over another chair.

"Bellamy!"

"She's gone, Archie!" I shouted as tears streamed down my face. "I never even told her that I loved her, and now she's in a fucking coma!" I leaned back against the wall breathing heavily as I sank to the floor with my head in my hands.

I heard footsteps as Archie came to sit beside me, "I know that if the roles were reversed, Harley would never give up on you. She'd never lose hope."

"That's the problem! I'm not Harley!" I yelled. "I'm the one that never has any faith! I'm the one that gives up! She's the entire reason why I had hope again, and the only reason why I was able to pick myself back up after my family was ripped apart! I can't do this without her!"

And as I completely fell apart, Archie sat there, his support unwavering. I finally had begun to understand why Harley was best friends with him. He let me break down without saying a word, giving his support in silence.

And afterward, when I had finally regained control of my emotions again, he spoke up, "You're lucky you know. You got to experience what most people can only dream of having."

I gave Archie a confused look, "And what's that?"

"A love that never dies," He answered.

I rested my head back against the cold metal wall as I pondered his words. We sat in another silence for a long time. Both of us trying to figure out how we were going to deal with the next few years without the most amazing girl we knew.

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3 months later...

The beeping of my alarm clock was a horrid sound that I hated every morning. I let out a long sigh as I sat up in my bed. I looked around at the empty room; the room that used to be filled with the laughter of my little sister and the sound of my mom's sewing machine.

I got out of bed and pulled on my janitor's uniform. Once I was ready for work, I glanced at the clock. I still had an hour before I had to show up for my shift which meant I had plenty of time to stop by medical.

The first few months without Harley were the worst, but I had finally started to feel less depressed. I missed her smile and her rude jokes and her sassy attitude that used to annoy me so much. I missed hearing her stories about how much she wanted to see Earth, and I even missed her bashing my favorite basketball team.

I used to hang out with Archie all the time as both of us coped with not having her around until he got arrested. I never figured out why, and they wouldn't let me visit him. I was beginning to really like that little dork.

"Hey, Bellamy," I turned to see Doctor Griffin's assistant, Jackson standing at the front of medical. "You're here earlier than usual."

Every day for the past three months I had visited Harley in medical and made sure she stayed caught up with everything going on in the Ark. Sometimes I would just sit and hold her hand because I missed her touch. I would watch carefully for any sign to say she would be waking up soon, but her eyes stayed shut and she stayed completely still other than the steady rise and fall of her chest.

"Yeah, I just wanted some extra time with her," I replied.

Jackson opened his mouth to say something else, but Abby Griffin showed up before he could. I gave Jackson a weird stare by the apologetic look in his eyes as I turned to Doctor Griffin.

"Morning, Doc," I said. "Is everything alright?"

"You can't see Harley today."

I raised my eyebrows, "What? Why? I've been seeing her every day for the past three months! What's different about today?"

"She was exposed to a dangerous virus," concern filled my whole body, "A very sick patient wandered into her area. We had to move her to quarantine."

"Is she going to be ok?"

Doctor Griffin nodded, "The virus isn't lethal, but it's extremely contagious. I'll let you know when it's safe to see her."

I left medical after that and assumed that I would be seeing Harley soon, but before I knew it three more months had passed by and every day I went by medical, Abby Griffin replied with the same story that Harley was still in quarantine.

I wasn't buying it. Doctor Griffin was hiding something, and I was determined to find out what it was. I even went to talk to Wells, but he said that what Doctor Griffin told me was true, and then when I tried to go to Harley's father, I learned that he had just been arrested for an unknown reason. It was like everything was being turned upside down all of a sudden in a blur of chaos.

Before I knew it, another month had passed by, and even though Doctor Griffin said Harley was out of quarantine, she couldn't have any visitors because her immune system had grown very weak, and it was too much of a risk to let anyone into her room.

Not being able to see her made my life unbearable. It was a struggle to get up every day. Not only did I not have my sister anymore, I had lost Harley too. Would I ever see her again? Would she live through this terrible coma? And what was the truth?

Doctor Griffin had lies written all over her expression every time I tried to talk to her about Harley.

I was about to leave to confront the doctor again and ask more questions, but before I could, someone knocked on my door. I let out an agitated huff as I pulled it open. My eyes hardened when saw Lieutenant Shumway standing in front of me.

"Cadet Blake."

"It's Janitor Blake now, Lieutenant," I answered with obvious resentment in my voice.

Shumway motioned to a pin on his jacket, "Commander. A lot has changed in the past year." He began to step into my living quarters. "May I?"

I shut the door behind him, "You've got some nerve coming here after pushing the button that floated my mother."

"I was following orders," Shumway replied.

I wasn't in the mood to deal with him, "What the hell do you want from me?"

Commander Shumway just loved to beat around the bush, "You were a hell of a guardsman, Bellamy, you know that? Smart, hardworking, resourceful-"

"I wasn't a guardsman," I said as I cut him off. "That's what you said, I remember."

"You also said you'd do anything to protect your sister. I remember too," All of my anger and resentment suddenly become less important. "I hope that's still true."

By the look in his eyes, I knew something bad had happened, "Is she ok?" I was barely able to ask.

"What I'm about to tell you is classified. Chancellor Jaha has approved a mission to Earth. He's sending the juvenile prisoners to the ground. One hundred of them. Your sister included."

"N-No. You can't!" My voice grew angry and loud. "It's not safe. You have to stop them!"

Shumway slowly began to pace around the room, "I wish I could," Why the hell was he telling me all of this? Now, all I wanted was to do everything in my power to stop that mission. "What I can do is get you a seat on that dropship," I was even more confused, and even more worried. I knew he would want something big in return. "You're right. It's doubtful those kids will survive, but if you're there, at least Octavia won't be alone."

I didn't even hesitate, "What do I have to do?"

Shumway stopped in front of me. He pulled his gun off of his belt and held it out in front of me. I stared at the weapon in shock.

"Kill the Chancellor."

I thought about his request and everything he had just told me as I slowly took the gun from his hand. Going on the dropship would mean leaving Harley, but I couldn't let Octavia go to Earth alone. I didn't want to kill the Chancellor, even though he was a pain in the ass. I was no murderer.

I pointed the gun at Shumway's head, "How about I kill you instead?"

He didn't even flinch, "Kill me and your sister goes alone to a radiation-soaked planet, and you get floated like your mother." My eyes went to the ground. "the ship launches in twenty minutes, Bellamy. If we're going to do this you have to leave. Right now."

I reluctantly lowered the gun. Shumway walked over to the door and pulled it open as he waited for me to follow.

As I walked behind him out of Section 17, there was only one thought going through my mind.

"I'm sorry, Harley."

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Well, after this there's only one chapter left. I have time to write it tonight, but I don't know if I want to update so soon. If I don't update tonight though, I probably won't be able to update again until next week. Plus, I'm really feeling some inspiration, and I'm super pumped about book two.