There aren't enough Wicken stories out there. Disclaimer: I don't own the 100. The CW does. If I owned the 100 there wouldn't be a 10 million year break between the seasons.
~JH
"It requires time, Raven. You know that. The human body can't just fix itself magically-it needs time to heal. You just need to take it easy for a little bit."
Raven knows that Wick's words are logical, and she knows that he's right, but right now, she's just pissed. It seems like every time she starts to get better, another disaster happens and she gets hurt all over again. She starts to roll away from him in her stupid wheelchair. Because now, after what those damn mountain men did to her, she can't even use those stupid crutches. She's forced to travel around on this chair and have people stare and whisper and feel sorry for her-or worse, offer to help her. Her voice is tight, although she tries to make it indifferent,"Yeah, well, I'm tired of healing and taking it easy. I've been healing from my stupid injuries for-"
"Raven...just take a step back, okay? Take a deep breath and enjoy the fact that you can just rest and heal."
I don't want to rest and heal she thinks I want to run and work and solve problems. She just grits her teeth, though, pissed that her stupid boyfriend could be so right sometimes.
"C'mon," he says, offering her a small smile, "let's grab a bite, okay?"
She can agree to that, and she turns her chair to face the exit of their tent. Since the ground is so uneven, she's faced with a rather steep and long slope to climb up. She purses her lips, knowing she can do it. The chair moves effortlessly, and she knows that Wick is pushing her from behind. "I can do it myself!" she snaps. Then, "Kyle!" when he still doesn't let go of the chair.
He holds his hands up in surrender, and her chair starts sliding down the slope. She grabs onto the wheels, pushing her way up the slope.
After several minutes of her huffing and puffing, she's only halfway up the slope, and her arms are aching terribly.
"Raven..." Wick's voice is gentle, and she senses a lecture. "It's okay to accept help sometimes," he says, putting a block behind the wheels of her chair so she doesn't roll backwards, and hopping up onto the slope so he's eyelevel with her. "It doesn't make you weak, Raven. It just makes you a regular human," he says.
She tries to avoid eye contact, as she feels tears welling up. She knows he's right, but she still hates it. "I don't want to be a regular human, though, Kyle. I'm supposed to be this superhuman. This genius mechanic who can fix any problem..." she still avoiding eye contact, focusing instead on his boots, "So why can't I fix my problems?" She wishes she didn't sound so vulnerable, so stupidly weak and delicate, but, if she had to do it, she's glad it's in front of him.
"Hey..." he reaches out and brushes a lock of hair out of her face, "Even the best mechanics need help sometimes."
She finally turns to look him in the eye. He breaks a small smile, "Especially from brilliant engineers."
If you have any Wicken or Bellarke requests, I'm accepting them in the comments!
~JH