Title: Commander and Chief
Pairing: Clarke Griffin/Lexa (The 100)
Rating: MA for coarse language and sexual situations

Summary: "Sorry, what was your question, Lexa?" "I heard a word today and I wished to ask you what it meant. It's one I have heard before, but only from the Sky people." Clarke cocks her head, curious. "Of course." "What is a 'fuck'?"

Disclaimer: The 100 and all related characters are owned by Jason Rothenberg. No profit has been made through the publishing of this work of fiction: it was created for entertainment purposes only.

A/N: As a result of a prompt and a conversation with the nefarious chuckleshan , I wrote a Clarke x Lexa thing. It's not exactly canon-compliant so much as canon adjacent. Same world, but Anya and Gustus are still alive, and Mt Weather was won by battle, rather than betrayal and subsequent desperate measures. Established relationship between Clarke and Lexa. I think that covers it.

Fair warning, due to the nature of the prompt, there will be profanities abound.

Updates should be weekly, assuming I can keep to a schedule for once in my life. Enjoy!

"Raven, one of the monitors in the medbay is on the fritz again, can you-"

"Shut up, Clarke."

Clarke halts abruptly, surprised into silence by Raven's curt tone. They had been getting along well enough the past few weeks - or as well as anyone who isn't Wick could get along where the surly mechanic is concerned, and even he seems to walk a knife's edge most days. Softening her voice and taking a few tentative steps closer, she tries again.

"Raven, I-"

"Shut. Up. Clarke."

Raven doesn't look up from her hunched position. Sidling around her carefully, Clarke steps up to the workbench Raven is bent over and scans the scrambled array of parts, pieces, and wires littering the rough wooden surface. A high-pitched squeal suddenly breaks the silence, followed by a tiny shower of sparks that skitter across the bench. Raven lurches back, swearing viciously as she pats away any remaining embers clinging to her shirt.

"Dammit! Piece of shit transponder. Why the fuck didn't we upgrade to solar-ugh. Whatever. What's up, Clarke?"

Clarke stares blankly, thrown by the now-friendly address.

"Uh…"

Raven cocks an eyebrow expectantly. "Yes?"

Deciding it would probably be better to just let it go, Clarke shakes her head to clear it and straightens her shoulders.

"That monitor in the medbay is doing the thing again where it doesn't work. When you get a chance, can you take a look?"

"You got it, Chief."

Clarke narrows her eyes curiously. "Chief?"

Raven shrugs, but doesn't hide the teasing glint in her expression. "Seemed appropriate."

Knowing she's being baited, but unable to let it go, Clarke bites. "How so?"

Raven juts her chin in the general direction of Lexa's tent. "Commander," she clarifies, and then nods at Clarke, "and Chief."

Clarke scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Pretty sure those were traditionally intended to describe one person, Reyes."

Raven fixes her with an even stare. "Hey, if you wanna become one with the Commander, that's your business, not mine."

Groaning loudly, Clarke rolls her head back, hoping it'll help drain the blood suddenly rushing to her face. At least it's not 'Princess', she consoles herself.

"Clarke."

The blonde jumps at the familiar voice, and whirls in place to find the Commander herself standing in the entryway of Raven's workshop - a gift to the mechanic after her promise to help outfit TonDC with some basic tech during its rebuilding. Fighting the heat in her cheeks, Clarke takes a step towards Lexa, shooting Raven a warning glare when she opens her mouth to speak. Her jaw snaps shut, but Clarke doesn't miss the smirk curling at her lips.

"Hey Lexa, did you need me?" Her face heats again when she hears barely muffled snickering from behind her, but keeps her eyes steady on Lexa's face.

"I only had a question. It can wait if you are still speaking with Raven."

"No, I think we're done here, right Raven?" She turns back to see Raven lifting her hands in surrender and grinning impishly.

"Yeah, yeah, Griffin, we're done. Monitor, medbay, ASAP. I'm on it." She turns back to her bench to begin collecting her tools, tossing the still smoking transponder into a bin at her feet.

Clarke rolls her eyes again, but can't fight the smile that Raven's unique brand of sass brings her. She turns back to Lexa, schooling her expression into something a little more serious. She doesn't miss the way Lexa's eyes trail over her face, and her stomach twists in satisfaction at the intense look. "Sorry, what was your question, Lexa?"

"I heard a word today and I wished to ask you what it meant. It's one I have heard before, but only from the Sky people."

Clarke cocks her head, curious. "Of course."

"What is a 'fuck'?"

A heavy clank rattles from the workbench, followed by strangled coughing. Clarke, still stunned by the sound of that particular word leaving those particular lips, can only stare.

Raven, clearly holding back laughter with everything she has, manages to choke out, "Something I do not give. Have fun with this one, Chief - you're on your own," before limping out of the shed as quickly as her braced leg will allow. Lexa follows her movements curiously before swinging her gaze back to Clarke.

"This word has significance to you?" she presses.

"Uh yeah, it's um...Well…Okay. First of all, I kind of have to ask, where did you even hear that word?"

Lexa glances over her shoulder before looking back to Clarke. "I was speaking to Octavia and-"

"Oh God. Alright, c'mon. We might as well go get some lunch, this is probably gonna take awhile." She steps up to the Commander, tugging lightly on one of her many braids as she passes. Lexa isn't much one for PDA, something about maintaining an aloof persona, Clarke supposes, but that doesn't stop the blonde from subtle, teasing touches on occasion. Although if the flare that heats Lexa's gaze is any indication, maybe she's not as subtle as she likes to think she is.

Not that that's going to stop her either.

A/N: For those of you who follow me on Tumblr at jellyman-kelly, part two is already up (under the tag "#fic: Commander and Chief") there. As this was originally only a Tumblr fic, I will continue to post one chapter ahead of updates on this site as a treat to my followers. Thanks!