Hey all so I know I have been absent but I really needed to write this. I have feelings about this couple that I need to work out. When Lincoln died it killed me I loved Linctavia also it was so sudden that I never got real closure I don't think. Given how much Octavia has grown I thought this would be a good idea. This is just a quick one shot. Please do review but try not to make it about my grammar I typed this one out on my phone plus its just annoying.
Octavia POV
I was in my bedroom laying in bed thinking about how the hell I the girl under the floorboards was going to lead 1,500 people for the next five years. It was times like this when I missed Lincoln the most. Whenever I felt overwhelmed he would wrap me in his arms and hold me close, telling me that everything was going to be okay and that he would always protect me. Protecting me is what got him killed. I finally managed to fall asleep.
I woke up in the old camp, it looked exactly as I remembered it, I got up and started looking around and then I felt him, his warm breath on the back of my neck, the familiar feeling calming all my nerves and fears.
"Lincoln oh Lincoln" I cried I missed him so much sometimes it hurts after he died the only thing that kept me going was a thirst for vengeance against Pike, but after that, it got harder
"I miss you so much I don't know what I'm doing and I'm all alone and I just really need you right now" I start crying and he holds me close to his chest just like he used to, he still smells the same, of woods and earth I breathe it in deep oh god how I have missed this smell, his smell.
"Octavia oh my beloved Octavia, I miss you too, not a day goes by when I don't wish I could still be with you to protect you, but look at you, you are so strong you don't need my protection anymore now you protect others, Octavia what you did saving all the clans in the bunker, that took real strength and real courage, my love I am so proud of you. I will always be here for you, I will never truly leave you" he said stroking my hair with his strong hands
"Lincoln I don't know if I can really do this I don't know if I can lead them I'm not Clarke or Bellamy or Lexa I'm a girl who spent most of her life hiding under a floorboard," I told him looking up I wanted him to be real to come back to me. He always knew the right thing to do, with Bellamy gone I have no family, sure I knew I would always have Indra to be there for me but it wasn't the same as having someone who loved you.
"My darling you are so much stronger then you think, you are a survivor you bring hope when people need it most, the people will follow you because you will show them the way, it is amazing how much you have grown since I met you I am so proud of the brave warrior and the strong leader that you have become. You will always be my Octavia" he said.
"Just remembers we are grounders, get knocked down get back up"
"Why did you do it why did you leave me," I asked, the question had been eating at me for months, it would have been easy for him to just sneak out of the camp with the rest of us, so why didn't he
" it was for the same reason I do everything, to protect you," he said and kissed the top of my head.
I woke up the next morning feeling like I finally had the closure I needed. Now it was time to lead my people