one - Arkadia

Slowly dragging in air, her damp brunette locks fall over her dark eye's that were narrowed to slits as Brandi forces herself to remain calm.

Both had they're fists clenched and body posed as though ready to strike at one another.

Keeping her jaw clenched, she slightly moves to the side to avoid his punch before grabbing ahold of the same arm and punching him in his drenched toned chest.

He inhales sharply from the wind being knocked out of his system, not being able to recover quickly enough before Brandi takes the advantage by jerking his arm away and swinging her foot behind his.

He drops to floor and on his back, due to the unexpected impact.

Brandi was ready to end it when her body hovered his, but he kicks her from her torso and away from his body.

While she's on the ground, Bellamy get back on his feet.

The flash of hesitation that crossed his features didn't go unnoticed by Brandi, so she decided to take things to a whole other level.

She charges towards him, standing only a foot away from him when she swiftly turns on her heel and a leg raised in the air.

Her foot connected with his jaw that took him back.

Once Brandi is back to facing him, she throws a fist towards his face when he uses his arm to block it away from sight.

His frustration grew the best of him when his fist connected Brandi's, square in the face.

She threw her head back with a grunt and he goes and throws a punch again at the side of her face.

This brought Brandi back on track when he prepares for another throw. She grabs his arm and groans in vexation when flipping him to the ground.

She had his arm locked and kneeled beside him, stopping halfway through her throw at his throat to end they're session.

Her once tensed features soften as she smirked down at his panting plight.

''There was no way in hell, I was gonna let my boyfriend win.''

Through his pants, his lips curl as he lets out a chuckle that was practically inaudible.

She throws his arm out of her grip before turning to her group of peers who were watching closely on they're techniques.

''Now I know it's hard, but even in the heat of a moment you can't shut down. If you fight with anger, you're thinking like a idiot, and when you think like an idiot you get yourself killed-'' She stops herself to clear her throat. ''Bellamy.''

''Whatever you say, love'' He mocks while taking a look back at her, grabbing his shirt that was left on the sidelines.

''Leaving?'' She asks he puts on the thin piece of fabric.

''Yeah. Mapping run in Sector Seven.''

She takes a few steps towards him with her arms crossed against her chest and a brow cocked. ''Sounds like fun.''

He mirrors her smirk tauntingly. ''Too bad you can't go.''

Her lips fall flat and her arch brows stays intact to prove her seriousness. ''Lincoln's taking over, so nothing's stopping me.''

''Nothing with the exception of him'' Lincoln remarks when entering the room, bare chested as well.

She turns back to Bellamy with a raised finger. ''But-''

''Harper'' He cuts her off. ''Let's get this over with.''

She tosses Lincoln a duffel bag that he had easily caught. ''The council wants you to have that.''

He opens the bag and pulls out what still is the Ark's security recruit uniforms.

He looks up at Bellamy who stood closely behind Brandi, watching him with an arm wrapped loosely around her waist as she leans her back into him. ''I'm Triku.''

Bellamy's messy locks shake with him as he shakes his head. ''Uniform doesn't change that. This is our home now, Lincoln. We fought for it and too many of our friends died for it. In the Ark, the uniform meant something different. Down here, it means what we make it mean, together.''

Bellamy reconnects eye contact with Lincoln and speaks lowly ''My sister will understand that, eventually.''

Bellamy releases his grip off of Brandi to receive more of his clothing that was laying on the bench.

Her eye's roll as she turns on the heel of her foot, walking back over to Bellamy. ''I will be damn, if you leave me here to grow crops.''

''Who said anything about farming?'' He questions and although his features don't show it, humor was laced within his tone.

She tilts her head to the side and clenches her jaw, dropping her weight on her right leg. ''I'm serious, Bellamy.''

''I won't be long. You can help Lincoln handle things around here'' He attempts to settle that brought no effort of persuasion.

''Oh'' She jolts back. ''So you won't mind if I work with one of the scrawny guy's from the back who wouldn't even hesitate about laying his hands all over-''

''That's not fair'' He whispers harshly, his playful manner diminishing in an instant.

''Lots of things aren't fair, Bellamy'' She challenges with her eye's narrowed.

''Hey, Sector Seven puts you right at the Ice Nation border'' Lincoln prompts, approaching the two and unaware of the bickering that had previously occurred.

''Yeah, I know. Another reason why you shouldn't go'' Bellamy rubs in but the only response he gets from her is a roll of her eyes.

''Just because Azgeda was part of the commanders coalition, doesn't mean they respect the cease fire. I should be on that scout.''

''I wish. We all do. But until the commander agrees to lift the kill order on you, you're more trouble than you're worth.''

Bellamy starts walking out of the room. Brandi was slightly stammered but quick on her feet. ''Hey! I'm not done with you!''

''Yes you are'' He remarks while putting on his jacket. ''Because I said so.''

Once he turns a corner, he comes to a short stop and knocks on the door.

''You son of a-''

She caught sight of Kane pressing a finger against his lips to keep quiet.

''This is the first sleep the chancellor's had in two days.''

''I'll be quick then'' He shortly says while walking in, leaving Brandi standing in the doorway. ''We're going into Sector Seven and I think we should arm the entire unit.''

''Permission granted. But the rules of engagement still apply. Nonlethal response.''

He nods. ''Copy that.''

He turns around to walk back out the room when Kane called him back. ''Bellamy.''

He then turns to him. ''There hasn't been an attack since Mount Weather. That's three months. Our people believe that this is real peace. Try not to screw that up.''

'Three months. It sounds like a small amount of time, but an occurrence that can happen in a matter of seconds changes a lot of things. People change, people break, and people grow. Overall, the past three months have afflicted us all. I know it has for me. And it's done me good.'

''Yes, sir.''

Bellamy turns back to his girlfriend who was standing impatiently in the hallway and sighs. ''I didn't sign up for this.''

She smirks. ''Tough luck, Blake.''

He shakes his head and walks out the room and past Brandi, down the hallway.

× × ×

''Monty, why aren't you ready?'' Bellamy questions, ignoring the brunettes bargaining from behind.

''Oh, I can't wait till you fall asleep tonight'' Brandi threatens as they approach Monty who looked timid.

''What's wrong with you two?'' He asks, shifting gazes between Bellamy and Brandi.

Brandi inhaled sharply before even uttering a word out, but Bellamy raises a hand in front of her face to quiet her. ''Are you ready or not?''

''I am'' He turns in his seat to face the direction the opposite of him. ''He's not.''

Bellamy and Brandi follows his view to see Jasper laying flat under an antique piano with a tin cup balanced on his chest.

'Like I said. People change, people break and people grow. Maya's death definitely changed Jasper and it broke him bad. The only thing is, he hasn't bothered to get better. In fact he's been getting worse with drinking every single night. With Monty alone on the sidelines, it was a weird sight for sore eyes.'

Monty, Brandi and Bellamy stood closer to Jasper to see him practically passed out.

''What should we do?''

Brandi furrows her brows while slightly cringing. ''Get him a therapist.''

Bellamy's head drops backwards and looks up at the ceiling. ''Not helping.''

''We're not leaving him. I can't do that to him. He needs to come with us for some closure.''

Cocking a brow, he lets out a breath. ''Grab an arm.''

Brandi leads the three down the ramp that leads the garage section of the Arch, filled vehicles taking from the tombs of Mount Weather.

''Zeke, I said produce first. Art doesn't go bad'' Gina prompts aloud.

'Speaking of people revolving, there are some others that just remain the same.'

''Monty, he's all yours'' Bellamy says, pecking Brandi's temple quickly before heading off into Gina's direction.

'Some others as in me.'

''I'm on the verge of hate with her'' Brandi mutters to Monty as she walks over to a table provided with only option of weapons.

''Come on, he's with you for a reason'' Monty assures as he switches his magazine with a different gun laying on the table.

''He's not the one I'm worried about'' She corrects as she turns back to to the other truck that was filled with other items that amounted to survival from Mount Weather.

Gina stood close by Bellamy's side as he held a book in his hands.

Monty places an assuring touch on her arm. Brandi whips around to look at him who was looking at her with soft eyes. ''I wouldn't think too much into it. If anything, you got the one thing she wants.''

''I smell you're inner diva kicking in'' Brandi teases as she slings her holder of arrows over her shoulder.

He sucks his teeth while pursing his lips to the point that he was making a duck face. ''Girl, please.''

Brandi's lips burst into a bright smile, her pearly whites exposed as she giggles almost uncontrollably at this.

''Hey! Take it easy!''

Brandi and Monty turned to see Raven rolling out from under the vehicle the group was taking on they're search.

''My bitch'' Brandi calls cheerfully as she walls over to Bellamy and Raven.

Brandi saves Raven the trouble of limping from her fragile state by pulling her into an embrace.

''Now see, Bellamy..'' Brandi starts after pulling away from Raven while still holding her by her side. ''This is what incapable looks like. I'm far from it.''

Brandi instantly regretted her statement to prove a point to Bellamy when noticing the flash of pain crossing Ravens features.

'Ravens not at a good place, either. Injuries keep adding on top of her body and it's practically killing her. Physically and internally speaking.'

''The answer is still no'' He projects harder this time, getting annoyed by her little pestering.

''Come on, Bellamy. She's a big girl, she can take care of herself'' Raven defends but it still wasn't enough.

''Yeah? Well if this big girl gets hurt out there, I'll be the one at fault for taking her out the walls in the first place!''

Brandi carefully pulls away from Ravens side before taking a step forward to her angered companion.

Gina watches from the ramp as she cups his face with a soft, endearing touch. ''Hey, I'll be fine. I always fought for myself and now that I have you, chances are no one outside those walls will even lay a finger on me.''

He relaxes under her touch, being soothed by the words that flow through his ears.

''Fine. But no further than a ten foot radius, is that clear?''

Her lips curve into a small smile while whispering ''Yes, sir.''

Everyone, excluding Jasper's drunken state, smile before hopping into the vehicle.

Bellamy was about to follow after them when Brandi pulled him back. ''One more thing.''

Her orbs flicker past him to see Gina still standing on the ramp, watching the two almost intently.

She couldn't help that smirk fondly took over her lips as her hands snake they're to the back of his neck.

Sheepishly, he smiles down at her for getting where she was going with this.

He leaned down to capture her lips with his and nothing had felt more right in that moment when Brandi moved her lips sync with his.

'Victory at it's finest. Am I right ladies?'