Blaked Beans

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly and blake

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

This was not something that Bellamy thought he would ever do. But desperate times called for desperate measures. Octavia was sick; extremely sick. Bellamy, even in his position within the guard, he couldn't access the medicines he needed to heal her. Even then, she needed proper treatment. Their mother had passed away from the same illness over a year ago, and Bellamy was terrified of losing his sister. Which was what prompted him to ask Jackson what he had. Jackson and he had started dating, causing Bellamy to break his own rule of not engaging in a romantic relationship with anyone. It was too risky; too dangerous. Octavia was and always would be his priority.

But he hadn't been able to stop himself. Though undefined, Bellamy hadn't been with another since he and Jackson started their . . . whatever this was. The only way that Bellamy knew how to describe it was wonderful. He always felt immense guilt whenever embracing these relationships with other, knowing that Octavia never could. Or well, one day maybe . . . but he couldn't promise her a specific date of when it would happen. This evening however, he needed Jackson's help. He never thought that he would tell anyone about Octavia but . . . it was either way her die, or risk telling someone and her getting arrested.

Either way, he could lose her. And he had to put faith in the man that he had come to trust. It wasn't easy, considering what was at stake but he had no other option. He was going to meet Jackson at his apartment, and Bellamy was on time, as they had already made plans. But once he'd gotten inside, he changed things around. "I want you to come to my place." He had never invited Jackson over for obvious reasons. But tonight, he had to. He remained calm, composed but inside . . . he was a nervous wreck. More terrified than he had ever been in his entire life.

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Jackson was surprised when Bellamy changed their original plan to spend the night in at Jackson's place, but he was happy too. They hadn't been dating long--if that was what they were doing, they hadn't really put any labels on it yet--but Jackson noticed they always wound up at his place. His place was nothing showy, but given he'd been apprenticing to become a doctor when he turned eighteen and had to move out of the orphanage, the Ark had given him something nicer than he'd had on Farm Station before his mother died. Jackson had wondered if Bellamy was ashamed of his place on Factory. He lived alone, after all, so why else would he always push for Jackson's place?

Jackson hadn't questioned it, though. He hadn't questioned much of anything, actually, once he'd finally let himself open up to someone else. He'd closed himself off after his mother's passing, and now he wondered if he could ever do that again. Everything with Bellamy felt wonderful, and right. It felt like they made sense.

When Bellamy let them into his rooms, Jackson couldn't help himself. As soon as the door was closed behind him, he pressed Bellamy up against the wall. "Is this a special occasion? Me getting to see your place?" he murmured, and then kissed Bellamy deeply, his fingers sliding into Bellamy's hair. He didn't care about Bellamy's quarters, just the gorgeous man himself.

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[blake]

Octavia Blake

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I want to see the Ark, Bell. Take me outside.

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Stay hidden, he had told her. O felt her belly churning, and she held it. She couldn't keep anything down, and she felt weak. Hot all over. Her hands shook, and she got dizzy sometimes. Leaning on the wall, she pressed her face into the cool metal, and let that help her feel better for a moment. Don't cry. Don't cough. Don't make sound. Right. They were the rules.

Her mother had gotten sick as well, but her mother had died. So now her greatest fear was dying too. O felt a sob come up from the though, knowing them Bellamy would have to get rid of her body and he could get floated over her. He said he had a friend who could help, and they had to trust him. She hated the idea, because it could get Bell killed. She was so excited to meet SOMEONE else, but it was hard to excited when she felt so bad.

O heard the door open and she turned and walked to the bathroom door. Pushing out of it she saw the friend that Bell had gone to get push him against the way. For a moment she felt dizzy, thinking that he was attacking her brother but then they kissed. "What are you doing?" She asked, standing near them The other man, Bell had told her his name was Jackson, turned to look at her, and O felt everything come up as she puked all over his shoes.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly and blake

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

This all felt so incredibly bizarre. Having someone else come into his apartment when his sister was there, with every intention to introduce them. He knew he couldn't get away with describing Octavia as anything else. Jackson would question why she wasn't going to medical and . . . well, this was it. The truth would have to come out. His mind was flooded with thoughts, heart racing with emotions. As soon as he opened the door, closing it behind them, Bellamy did a quick scan around the room before he felt Jackson press him against the wall. Ordinarily, he never showed restraint in such actions.

He would have returned the kiss and already be pulling off their clothes. But right now . . . the fact that his sister was around made him feel more cautious than aroused. "Jackson, wait," Bellamy said against his lips, abruptly pulling out of the kiss but no sooner did Octavia join them, questioning they were doing. And then . . . she puked on Jackson's shoes. Bellamy just stared at the scene before him for a moment, rushing to his sister before thinking to clean up the mess. "Are you ok? Lie down," he instructed her, an arm around her and leading her to the bed, hoping she would take his advice. He then rushed to get a cloth, knowing that this was all in part, him stalling to reveal Octavia's relation. He wet the cloth and hurried back out, not even thinking twice as he quickly wiped the vomit off Jackson's shoes.

He was definitely trying to put this off, but he couldn't. Standing to his feet, he looked between Jackson and Octavia, clenching his jaw from the unease and unfamiliarity of what he was about to say. He then moved to stand closer to where Octavia was, conveniently placing himself between his partner and his sister. "I need your help, Jackson," Bellamy finally started.

He had tried to think of how he would tell Jackson about this . . . but there was no right way. No easy way. "But, it's not easy. And, just . . . please don't freak out. Or at least wait for me to finish explaining. Can you do that?" He trusted Jackson more than anyone else apart from his own sister. He just hoped that this revelation wasn't enough to send him out of here and straight to the guard. While Bellamy had faith in Jackson, this was a dangerous secret that he'd kept hidden for Octavia's entire life. Saying it now, was not at all easy or simple.

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Jackson knew something was wrong when Bellamy didn't respond the way he normally did, and there was a split second that Jackson feared Bellamy brought him here to end their relationship, but that was gone almost immediately as girl's voice made him turn around. She looked very ill, and she puked on his shoes to prove it right away. Jackson sucked in a sharp breath, lifting his hands as if he wanted to time to stop for a moment, not following this strange turn of events. He'd been puked on before. That wasn't the problem. The problem was... what the hell was going on?

Before he could say anything, Bellamy was ushering the girl away, and cleaning off his shoes, and if Jackson had been less stunned, he might've told Bellamy not to worry about them, but instead he just stared at Bellamy. Who was this young girl? Bellamy said he needed Jackson's help, but if she was as sick as she seemed, why hadn't Bellamy just taken her to medical? Why was she in his apartment?!

Then Bellamy was asking him not to freak out and to let him finish, and Jackson opened his mouth, trying to find the words--any words--to respond to this bizarre turn of events. He glanced at the young girl on the bed, then back to Bellamy. "To say I'm confused is an understatement," he said, looking back at the girl and wanting to make her lay down. But what could he do right now? He didn't have a medical kit to really examine her. Whoever she was. "Bellamy, she looks really sick. Is that why I'm here? Why isn't she in medical?"

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[blake]

Octavia Blake

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I want to see the Ark, Bell. Take me outside.

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Bellamy helped move to toward the bed, and O was grateful for the aid. "Bell," she called his name softly as he moved away to begin cleaning up. She kept holding her breath around him, not wanting him to get sick too. If he did then they both could die. O knew she needed to apologize, but right now she was letting Bellamy explain things. He was asking for help, and she hated seeing her brother have to ask someone for something. They both hated doing it. If this friend told on them then Bellamy was floated, and she would loose him. O sneezed harshly, while sitting on the edge of the bed and watching the men.

She wasn't hot any more, but instead cold. Shivering she looked up at the doctor who was asking why she wasn't in medical. "Because if he does, they will float him." She said, knowing her priority was her brother. She was under aged, they wouldn't float her--not right away, but Bellamy was over 18 and he wouldn't make the night. She couldn't loose him! He was everything she had and loved. He was her brother, but he was so much more then that. This doctor had to understand that she would die before she let Bellamy take her to medical. She wanted to see the Ark but not at the risk of his life. She shook from the chills, and then looked at Bellamy, waiting to find out if they'd made the right choice in trusting his friend.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly and blake

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy felt his heart racing faster in his chest. This was it. Jackson was confused, and of course understandably so. He knew he just had to say it; explain why they couldn't take her to medical. Octavia revealed that it was because they would float him. Bellamy knew the risks this involved. He knew that he could get floated for this. He knew that Octavia could get arrested for this. He knew he could lose the man he was falling for. He knew that this was putting Jackson at risk too. Bellamy knew all the consequences and yet . . . he had to do it. He had to risk it.

He'd rather die a thousand times over than endure a life without his sister. Taking a deep breath he looked at Jackson, forcing the words out. "I can't take her to medical because . . . " Words that felt so foreign on his tongue. He turned to Octavia, forcing a small smile on his lips as if to reassure her. As if to silently tell her that everything was going to be ok. That he wouldn't let anything bad happen to her. Taking a deep breath, he turned back to Jackson. "She's my sister." And there it was. The revelation.

He had kept this quiet ever since his mother had decided to keep a second child. He hadn't entirely understood then, but more clarity came as the years drew on. He watched Jackson's reaction, knowing that he couldn't waste time. But also wanting to give his partner a few moments to process the information. "Will you help us? Please." His voice was pleading, his eyes holding the same expression of plea. He left it at that, allowing the doctor to react so that Bellamy would know how to respond in turn.

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"She's my sister."

Jackson didn't know what he was expecting after Octavia mentioned floating Bellamy, but for some reason this possibility hadn't entered his mind until Bellamy spoke the words. His mouth slowly fell open in stunned silence, just staring at Bellamy as Bellamy then pleaded for Jackson to help. Second children were not unheard of, but they were very rare. The birth control implants weren't 100% effective, and they sometimes needed to be removed due to side effects, and there would always be people who would refuse to terminate a second pregnancy, but... Bellamy had a sister??

He looked at Octavia. He didn't really have many options. Reporting Bellamy and his sister wasn't one of them. He wouldn't be responsible for Bellamy's death, and possibly his sister's too. And he couldn't just let this girl suffer, maybe even die... but helping them meant somehow getting a medical kit here. Maybe stealing medication. He'd already be breaking the law by keeping this secret, but he'd also have to actively break the law himself.

After a moment, he realized he'd just been staring at the two of them, not speaking. He couldn't find the words, so instead he flipped the switch to Doctor Mode. He would deal with all the questions and detail later. He walked over to Bellamy's sister, getting on one knee in front of her and pressing the back of his hand to her forehead. She'd been shivering, but her temperature was way too high; he could feel that without any special equipment. "Can you tell me what your symptoms have been and how long has this been going on?" he said, and then hastily added, "And your name. I'm Jackson."

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[blake]

Octavia Blake

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I want to see the Ark, Bell. Take me outside.

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Bellamy looked at her and gave her a reassuring smile before he looked back at his friend. O reached up to touch his hand in silent support as he reviled who she was. O watched the new man closely, knowing that he he decided not to tell then they had an friend that could help them; but if he told then there was no where to run. Unlike the books Bellamy had taught her to read, there was no far off places they could escape too. Finally the stranger seemed to make up his mind and he moved to kneel before her. Octavia tightened her grip on Bellamy's hand for a moment before letting it go. She would trust him if Bellamy trusted him. What choice did she have?

"Can you tell me what your symptoms have been and how long has this been going on?" O didn't speak at first, needing a moment to adjust to someone else talking to her. "Everything hurts, and I can't keep anything down." She admitted in a soft voice. She complained a lot about wanting to get out of this room, but she had not really ever complained about being sick or something. It was odd to explain to a stranger about this. "I am hot and cold at the same time." She looked up to Bellamy, before looking back at Jackson. "I'm Octavia." She told him, "my brother named me." Something she was proud of. That he had picked it out for her, and that she was close to him. "If you tell, they will float him." She reached out to grab the doctor's hand, He had said with actions that he wouldn't tell--but she wanted to hear the words. This was her brother's life. If the doctor didn't agree then . . . she she didn't know what she would do . . . She had to protect Bellamy at all cost.

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @severitysoftly and blake
Notes: 3300th POST!!!

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy knew there was no possible way to determine how Jackson was going to react. He trusted Jackson but he also knew this was a lot to ask of him. That this was something that could cost him his life, and at the very least . . . their relationship. Bellamy deeply cared abouthim, he knew that already but his sister was his world. And this was the last hope he had to save her where he was powerless to do anything else. He held onto Octavia's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. Jackson knelt before her, immediately switching into doctor zone which . . . was expected. Right now, he focus was Octavia. Everything else would come later.

"She's lost a lot of weight," Bellamy stated, following her remark about not being able to keep anything down. It broke his heart to see her like this, and wished he could take away all the pain. He gave a slight smile when she revealed her name, saying that he named her. Her name was so fitting; a strong name for an incredibly strong woman. "After Augustus' sister," he said, looking at her, knowing he'd told her that so many times but felt the need to keep things light. Her latter spoken words though, had him looking at Jackson, trying to read what he could on his expression. Hell, during this whole process, he kept glancing at his partner, as if attempting to read his mind . . . to no avail.

He looked back to his sister, his hand going to her forehead before sweeping back a few strands of loose hair. "Don't think about that right now, O," he told her. "Just focus on getting better. Because you will." He couldn't imagine otherwise. Looking at Jackson once more, he knew he had to say these next words, even though they were painful to bring up. Jackson needed all the information. "Our mother passed away from this same thing last year," he stated, trying to keep his voice strong and steady. "What can we do for her?" His eyes looking pleadingly at Jackson, the fear of losing her -- the refusal to lose her -- strong in his gaze.

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Jackson listened as Octavia explained her symptoms and give her name, registering Bellamy's input too. What was important, anyway. He didn't need to know right now who Octavia had been named after. Then Octavia took his hand. "If you tell, they will float him." He registered Bellamy reassuring her, and what he said about their mother dying of the same illness a year before, but he kept his gaze steady on Octavia's. The fact that he was kneeling in front of her, willing to examine her, should be reassurance enough, but she needed more. And Jackson always needed his patients to be comfortable and trust him. "I won't tell," he said calmly, even if his heart was hammering in his chest that now he had this secret too. But he couldn't think about that now. He turned her hand and pressed his fingers to her wrist. "I'm not letting you die, and I'm not getting him floated," he added, his voice still calm but firm. Her pulse was weak.

Octavia's symptoms sounded like the flu, except for the weight loss. Flus usually didn't last long enough for significant weight loss. He glanced up at Bellamy. "She needs fluids. She's probably dehydrated from vomiting, and fluids might help flush her system," he told Bellamy. "If you can manage to steal extra water rations, I can--" Oh God. He almost couldn't form the words. He'd never broken a law on the Ark before, and now... this was a big one. He forced himself to finish. "I can get whatever she needs from Medical. I can... make it look like a clerical error." At least he hoped he could. He and Bellamy would both be floated if he failed. He drew a deep breath, realizing he felt suddenly just barely lightheaded. Had he been holding his breath?

He looked back at Octavia. "Did your mother go to medical when she was sick? If there are records I can look up, I won't have to try to sneak a medical kit here. If you're both sure this is the same illness." Getting a medical kit here seemed more impossible than stealing drugs.

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[blake]

Octavia Blake

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I want to see the Ark, Bell. Take me outside.

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Jackson said he wouldn't tell, and O sagged in relief. She ended up leaning a bit on her brother, until she could force herself to hold her own weight. The doctor was touching her, and touching her wrist funny. What was he doing? O had never been to the doctor's before so she didn't know if that was normal. Bellamy didn't look bothered by it, so it must. "Thank you," She told him, knowing that they were risking his life too--but if it kept Bellamy alive she would risk anyone's life.

He was asking about her mother, and O had to look at Bellamy for answers. She knew her mother got sick, but she had gone to medical--or so she was told--and then one day Bellamy had come back with bad news. He would have to answer any questions about what happened outside this room, since she had never been outside it. "Can I get my brother sick?" She asked, one of the fears she had been feeling. She couldn't get him sick! He couldn't die! He was all she had left! If he could catch this from her, then she needed to be more careful, and not let him as close to her as he had been. She had to protect him! Even if it was from herself, because she knew she was the only one he wouldn't protect himself from.