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Heaven Can't Wait - Chapter 60
10 May 2022 07:04 am
Chapter Sixty - Missing Again
Bellamy wakes slowly— a feeling of warmth caressing him inside and out. Just like the last three mornings he’s woken up here, he doesn't want to leave Clarke’s bed today, either, but he needs to get going before the craziness starts.
They’ve been steadily moving people out of the halls back to their quarters on the other side of the station for the last few days, and today they are clearing out the refugee camp that will once again be open as a fully-functioning Mess Hall. It’s going to be a long day of moving heavy crates, cleaning, and stopping the occasional fight, and Bellamy wants to get it done as quickly as possible because once the Grounders are all on their own side of the station, the better things will be. At least he hopes it will curb some of the drama he’s been dealing with since the evacuation.
Reluctantly, he slides out from under Clarke’s arm and gets dressed. He pecks Clarke on the forehead but doesn’t wake her before slipping out of the room.
Bellamy skips going to his office and heads right to the Mess Hall while reading the scraps of paper with Clarke’s carefully inscribed list of names in order of their move, but when he gets to the Mess, it’s already pandemonium as the Grounders pack up their personal belongings and Arkadians move crates that have been temporarily stored in the large room. In the space that had been cleared last night, tables are already set up where civilians watch the chaos and eat their breakfast.
We’d get a lot more done if you helped instead of just watching, he thinks, but doesn’t say anything. Instead, he hops up onto a crate to get everyone’s attention.
“Good morning,” he calls until most eyes are on him. “I know everyone is anxious to get back to their own quarters, but if you’ll just be patient a little longer, we can do this in an orderly fashion so everything ends up where it belongs without any issues.” Unlike yesterday when two groups of Arkadians began fighting over a single crate of belongings they both claimed as their own which ended up actually belonging to neither of them. That only took twenty minutes to figure out. The crate was still sitting in his office waiting to be retrieved by the owners.
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