*2 months after the battle of Mt. Weather*

It had been three hours. Three hours of running. Three very long hours worrying about Lexa.

Clarke hadn't expected the day to end in running, but when she found that letter outside her tent, she knew she had to warn her. Eventually, Clarke saw fire in the distance. The Grounders' camp, Clarke thought, quickening her stride.

Bursting through the line of trees, she kept running. She wouldn't stop until Lexa was safely in her arms. Finally, the large commander's tent came into view with Indra standing guard as always.

"I need to see Heda now!" Clarke demanded. Indra looked shocked, too shocked to speak. She simply nodded. Pushing the tent flap back, Clarke entered the well-lit commander's tent and saw Lexa looking over her maps.

"Oh my god, you're ok," Clarke whispered. She didn't think it was that loud, but Lexa turned and locked those bright green eyes of hers onto Clarke's watery blue ones.

"Clarke," Lexa breathed. Lexa was sure she was imagining things. She hadn't seen Clarke since she left her on Mt. Weather, but now the gorgeous blonde who had stolen her heart stood right in front of her. She looked tired, Lexa noted, but also relieved. Lexa was pulled from her thoughts when Clarke spoke again.

"Some mountain men escaped. They left me a little message threatening to kill you," she said with a shiver. "I-I just had to make sure you were okay."

Lexa was surprised at how worried Clarke was. She had figured that Clarke would never care about her again. Not after what she had done at Mt. Whether. No longer able to handle the distance between them, nor the tears threatening to spill from Clarke's orbs, Lexa took a few quick strides toward Clarke. Before either one of them could fully process what was happening, Lexa wrapped her arms around her.

Clarke stood there, shocked. Lexa wasn't one for physical contact. Clarke recovered quickly, wrapping her own arms around Lexa to pull her in closer. Clarke sighed as Lexa buried her head in her hair.

"I'm okay" Lexa whispered, barely audible. She continued, "Better now that you're here, though."

Clarke couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She clung to Lexa as she began to sob uncontrollably.

As much as Clarke had tried to hate Lexa for leaving her on that mountain, she couldn't. Especially not after what she had done herself. Lexa was right – she would have taken the deal too. Pulling away from the embrace when her tears finally dried, Clarke looked into the bright green eyes of the girl she had been worried about for the past few hours. "Lexa," Clarke spoke, breaking the silence. "I understand that you had to make a hard decision – to save your people with as little bloodshed as possible. I forgive you Lexa," Clarke finished. Lexa couldn't move. She couldn't speak. All the hurt, all the regret lifted from her shoulders when Clarke forgave her. "But you're ok. So, I-uh-I guess I should be going then," Clarke said as she walked toward the exit.

"NO!" Lexa all but yelled it. She couldn't let Clarke get away again. "Stay with me, Sky Princess," Lexa asked with pleading eyes. "Beja." It came out more desperate than she may have wanted, but she didn't care. She just wanted Clarke by her side a little longer.

Clarke spun back around. "Of course, Heda," she responded, taking a few steps toward Lexa. Lexa's face remained stoic, but her eyes showed her confusion at the use of her formal title. Clarke sighed. Finally having a moment to think about something other than Lexa's safety, she realized just how tired she was. "Lexa, do you mind if I sit down? I pretty much ran the whole way here and I'm a bit tired," Clarke asked.

Unsure as to what she should do or say, Lexa offered a small smile. "Of course, Clarke. Feel free to lie down." Lexa gestured toward her bed positioned in the corner of the tent.

Clarke nodded and started walking over. She stopped, turning to look back at the commander. "It's late. Care to join me?" Clarke questioned the brunette carefully.

Lexa's breath caught in her throat. "U-uh yeah sure," she said blushing. Thankfully Clarke didn't see as she had begun stripping off her dirty cloths. Lexa stood to quickly walk out of the tent, trying to give Clarke some privacy.

Once outside the tent, Lexa stopped to take a few deep breaths.

"Heda, are you alright?" Indra asked, looking her commander over for injuries.

"I'm fine," Lexa stated, her stoic expression returning easily. "Clarke has had a long journey and needs her rest. Please do not disturb us anymore tonight," Lexa demanded.

"Yes Heda," Indra replied as Lexa retreated into the tent.

Back inside, Lexa pulled off her armor and removed her weapons, letting them rest on the table. She walked in the direction of her bed and was met by a pair of bright blue eyes. Lexa stipped at a small bowl of water. Using a cloth, she removed the war paint decorating her face. Lexa toed off her heavy boots and slipped out of her jeans. Continuing toward her bed, she pulled off her shirt to reveal a tightly bound chest. She slipped into the other side of the bed, careful to keep some distance between her and Clarke. Lexa rolled onto her side to find blue eyes still watching her every move. She couldn't help but feel like those eyes were staring straight into her soul. They laid like that for a few a minutes before Clarke fell asleep. Lexa couldn't help but watch her sleep, watch her chest rise and fall with each breath. Her face looked so innocent without all the stress of the day reflected in it. A strand of golden blonde hair fell into Clarke's face. Instinctively, Lexa reached out to tuck it behind her ear. She allowed her hand to rest on Clarke's cheek for a few seconds before pulling her arm back and letting herself fall asleep as well.

Clarke awoke with a start. She wiped the sleep from her eyes. Looking around she noticed the tent was dark but for a single torch casting a slight glow over where she lay. Just then she heard her name being called in a panicky voice. She turned to see Lexa tossing and turning, sweat beaded on her temples. A nightmare, Clarke thought. Did this happen often? Clarke's thoughts were interrupted by Lexa calling her name again.

Clarke took Lexa by her shoulders, shaking her slightly. "Lexa honey," she called. No response. Clarke tried shaking her again, this time with a little more force. Lexa just continued thrashing. "LEXA!" Clarke finally yelled. Thankfully this finally got through to her, causing her to awaken, her vibrant green eyes full of tears. Lexa couldn't speak. She simply pulled Clarke tightly against her. Lexa began to run her fingers through Clarke's blonde curls to make sure it was really her and not Lexa's imagination playing a cruel trick on her. Clarke held Lexa in her arms, whispering calm reassuring words into her ear. Clarke tried to ignore the tears streaming down the commander's face, but she couldn't. Not being able to stop herself, she reached up to brush the tears from Lexa's eyes. Lexa eventually began to calm down, comforted by Clarke's protective arms.

When Lexa realized the position they were in, she pulled away. "I-I'm sorry," Lexa stammered. "That was weak of me," she continued, turning away.

Sorrow flashed through Clarke's eyes. Shaking her head, Clarke cupped Lexa's cheek gently and turned her head till their eyes locked. "Lexa, you're not weak. You are the strongest human being I know," Clarke started, staring deeply into Lexa's gorgeous green orbs. "With me you don't have to always be so strong. You can be weak. I will never judge you, Lexa." Lexa's eyes shone bright as she looked at Clarke. No thank you's were needed. They both understood the other perfectly.

Clarke couldn't help but lean closer to Lexa, her eyes searching the commander's face. Lexa closed the distance between them, meeting Clarke's lips with her own. She brought her hand up to cup Clarke's face as Clarke tangled her hands in Lexa's long brown hair. The kiss was slow, passionate, their need for each other apparent. Lexa pushed Clarke back onto the bed, taking control of the kiss. After several long moments, they broke apart in desperate need of oxygen. They laid there, their foreheads pressed together, just staring at each other, memorizing every detail of each other's face. Clarke yawned, rubbing her eyes, desperately trying to stay awake.

"Go to sleep, Clarke," Lexa sighed. "I'll be here when you wake up." Clarke smiled, snuggling into Lexa's toned body. Lexa responded by pulling her slightly closer, kissing her forehead. Lexa waited until she felt Clarke's breathing slow before whispering into the night, "Ai hod yu in." Lexa then placed another gentle kiss in Clarke's hair and finally let herself fall asleep.

Clarke however lay wide awake. She knew what Lexa had said. She knew what every word meant. She desperately wanted to say it back, but she knew Lexa wasn't ready to admit it face-to-face. And Clarke was fine with that. She would wait until Lexa was ready. Clarke lay still, listening to the sound of Lexa's strong heartbeat before whispering into the dark herself, "I love you too, Lexa." With that, the worn out blonde fell into a peaceful sleep.

Notes:

Ai hod yu in - I love you

A/N

so that was the first thing I've written in a very long time. I hope you like it feel free to Review.