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Post by Clarke Griffin on Oct 26, 2017 17:39:42 GMT
When her friends came down, Clarke had met them all, one by one asserting the situation. She had initially kept the two kids with her from them initially, not quite trusting the situation in front of her yet. She had a duty towards the kids, especially towards little Theo, her son. Slowly she had introduced Madi to her friends, but that was the beginning. Her son stayed behind every time. She couldn't dare yet, not until she knew he would be safe from all of them. It's been a while, they were setting up, making plans to uncover the bunker and thus Clarke knew she would eventually have to reveal her son soon. So, when she planned to meet Bellamy to help them with gathering herbs - as she had knowledge which were edible and which not, Clarke brought him.
As Clarke approached the clearing, holding Theos hand, she felt relief, finally being able to tell him, to tell Bellamy about him. She guessed he had a suspicion that she was withholding an information the entire time. Bellamy had the empathy to see straight through her. Now, finally she could let go of the last secret she kept from him - or next to last secret. The issue of her sons paternity was an entirely different issue. A smile spread on her lips as the two of them stopped in front of Bellamy. "Bellamy, meet Theo, my son. Theo... meet Bellamy." Theos eyes widened in wonder and awe at the man he heard about all his life. He almost seemed star struck. "Em bilaik fousen?" The boy asked, wanting to know if Bellamy was real. Well a hero of his bedtime stories stood in front of him after all. Clarke chuckled. "Yes, Theo, he's very much real."
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