Bellamy's sure he's felt pain like this before, he must have; he's been beaten down and hurt enough since coming to Earth that this experience would have a match somewhere along the way. He's become used to pain on the ground, accepted it as the cost of fighting.

It's Clarke that is totally unexpected-- he knows she's screaming, knows she's talking, knows that she's scared, but he doesn't register much beyond that initial knowledge. The pain is fading into an overall shock, the edges of his vision spotting out and fading slightly into nothing. But he can't stop now, can't allow himself to be brought down before they've gotten everyone out, before he's made sure Octavia is okay.

And Clarke...Bellamy tries to reach for her, vaguely aware of Monty's face beyond hers. But she is all he can see, her words coming back, a memory he's held close. She can't lose him too.

It's all a dream, he remembers. It feels real, terrifyingly so, but he'll wake up and she'll be there beside him and he'll be unable to sleep for days...but he'll wake. And she'll be there. She has to. He can't be the one to bring even more loss into her life.

He wishes he could say something, anything, but everything is fading and he can't see anymore.

"Clarke! We're out of time."