I Can't

By: Helloisitmeyourelookin4

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Disclaimer: I have never written a fan fic. I don't really know the format xD I just felt like writing. Feedback would be great, please. All credit goes to The100 TV show, the brilliant writers/creative team, and of course the actors.

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WARNING: While this story is 90% plot, it does contain eventual smut. Read at your own risk.

NOTE: This is an extreme adaptation/continuation of S2E10 "Survival of the Fittest" (I own nothing). Original Episode description: "Clarke and Lexa discover a new enemy, Bellamy and Lincoln work together to break into Mount Weather and Indra makes Octavia an appealing offer." This story focuses only on Clarke and Lexa's relationship, and the physical/emotional attraction between the two of them.

Summary: Clarke and Lexa encounter a vicious gorilla named "Pauna," in which Lexa becomes injured as the two try to outrun the beast. Clarke instantly becomes worried about Lexa and takes her to Polis in search of help, which leads to a series of events where both girls discover their true feelings for each other.

Ch. 1: Love is War

Clarke knew it was going to be a long day when she saw Lexa annoyingly leaning up against the table. Clarke had been around her long enough to know that that stance meant she was ready to get in a long verbal argument with someone. It was usually herself, so she was proud that this time she was on the right side of the rectangular table. Lexa's side.

"We don't have time to sit around and argue about what our plan of attack is going to be. Someone, please, for once in your sorry lives pitch in something useful," Lexa said with rage in her voice.

"We wouldn't have to argue if we just went with my plan!" The grounder across the table that had been constantly pitching his idea had finally lost his cool and raised his voice.

"Listen. Bellamy will be able to make it into Mount Weather. I'm sure of it." Clarke spoke up for her long time friend. He never let her down before; there's no way he would do it now. Not when they were on the brink of war.

Lexa stood back and jealously watched the blonde (which she would never admit out loud) vouch for someone she didn't completely trust. But if Clarke trusted him, she trusted him.

"Do you think he can shut down their acid fog within one day?" Lexa stared at Clarke and then darted her eyes back at the map laying flat on the table.

"It's possible." Clarke was happy that Lexa was considering her idea. It made her feel special, in a way.

"We can't make decisions on 'possibilities!' Heda, I beg you, stop listening to this untrustworthy Skaikru girl and listen to one of your own! We need to strike now!"

Clarke was tired of his whining. She moved over to his side of the table and stood right in front of him. She lowered her voice. "If we do, then Mount Weather will kill us all before we can even get to the top. That's why it's crucial that Bellamy gets inside to shut off their defenses. We don't need any more lives lost."

"I'm sure we can spare one more…" He stood up and placed his hand on his knife.

"Quint! Shot op!" Lexa shouted her command and two of the guards next to her instantly pointed their spears at the infuriated grounder.

"She does not belong here!"

"Clarke has just as much of a right to help with this war as much as you do. If not more. She plays a key factor in this decision and if you don't agree then maybe you need to reconsider which side you are really fighting for…We are sticking with Clarke's plan." Lexa stared down the grounder with her teeth clenched.

"Heda! If you would let the mind of an outsider cloud your judgement, then maybe you aren't fit to be Commander at all… Anya would not approve."

She froze.

Clarke could see the anger build up in Lexa's eyes.

Then, all of a sudden, Lexa shouted out a war cry, spun around and kicked the warrior in the face. When he fell to the ground, she picked him up by his collar and held a knife to his throat.

"You say one more thing about my rule, and I will slit your throat and watch you bleed to death."

"Now get. Out." Lexa scolded the man through her teeth and watched every move he made, making sure that he didn't try and lunge at Clarke.

On his way out, Quint stopped, turned to Clarke and whispered softly, "Remember that you won't always have your Commander there to protect you…"

"Osir laik odon talking. Bants me. Except you, Clarke."

Clarke watched as the rest of the council left the tent. She thought Lexa was going to yell at her for arguing with the warrior.

"Don't mind Quint. He's always been angry… of course, you killing his brother in the drop ship incident didn't help ease his temper…" Lexa slowly started putting her black gloves back on.

"That's why he hates me!? I hope he knows that I did what was best for my people. He would've done the same."

"He would have. But that won't stop him from trying to hurt you. Which is why, I am going to need you to stay near me for a while until he cools down a bit. Understand?" She had now moved on to gathering some arrows and placing them in a quiver.

Clarke was curious as to why Lexa always seemed busy. It was like she had to keep moving to keep her mind off of something.

"Um… Okay, I guess."

"That wasn't a question. It was an order. Here."

Lexa handed her a bow.

"What's this for?"

"If I'm stuck protecting you, I might as well teach you how to shoot properly."

Clarke thought she was joking but by the looks of her stoic face, she could tell she was very serious. She was going to say 'no,' but she could see she was in no position to decline. Instead, she just rolled her eyes and followed Lexa out of the tent and into the woods.