As always huge 'thank you' to NutHeda for being an amazing beta =)
And also huge thank you to all of you for the amazing support this fic got (I was really not expecting that :D)
'italics' - thoughts (or memories)
Sum: Clarke will be reunited with few people and they will have a little chat.
Clarke was unsure of how long she had blacked out until she woke up again.
"You can't do this Pike!" Clarke recognized her mother's voice. "Will you just throw everyone in here who opposes you?"
"I'm the chancellor, it's my duty to protect our people from savages like she is!" Clarke could clearly imagine the disgust adorning his face. "And you all committed the crime of treason! So enough!"
When she heard steps becoming more distant she finally thought it was a good time to open her eyes, but then her ears caught a new conversation.
"Did you see what she had done Abby?" It was Octavia's voice. "She butchered that man! I went to Polis and asked her for help, and she stayed! I don't know what Lexa did to her but..."
"It was all me not her!" Clarke snapped and glared at a wide eyed Octavia. "Or did you see her around here?"
"I...I...I..." The younger girl stuttered while frantically trying to get further away from where Clarke sat on the ground.
The blonde girl just scoffed. She couldn't move much further away from the wall as she was chained to it. The chains only allowed her to sit down with her arms on the ground, which was becoming uncomfortable.
She pulled on her chains, but as expected it didn't even bulge.
"That traitor Wick did it!" Raven scoffed. "I don't want to admit this, but for once he actually did a good job."
Clarke looked in the direction of the voice. "Raven? What are you doing here?"
The dark haired girl scoffed once again. "I said Wick he can't help them with all of this…and he sold me out to Pike." After moment she shrugged. "But hey…at least the hundred is finally reunited."
For the first time Clarke looked around their cell and she noticed that Raven was right. Everyone from the original one hundred was here - even Bellamy who was sadly looking in Octavia's direction. She made a mental note to ask about it later. In addition to the delinquents, there also were Kane, Sinclair, Lincoln, a guy who was holding Miller's hand, and her mother who did everything in her power to avoid Clarke's eyes. Pretty much the exact same way that everyone else in the room did as well. Clarke sighed, she didn't completely remember what had occurred outside, only bits and pieces.
After a moment Clarke turned back to Raven and continued in the conversation. "Except for Murphy…" She saw Raven's confused expression so she explained, "We met in Polis when..." She had to stop herself at the memory of their meeting. "… We just met in Polis." She shrugged. "Even though…he could be dead by now."
Clarke saw how Octavia was about to say something, but after a short moment she shut her mouth and looked away.
"He can he be dead by now?" At the end it was the other Blake who spoke instead. "You didn't even bother with taking him along when you left. You just let Lexa slaughter him?"
Clarke jumped on her feet, ready to launch herself on Bellamy, but her chains quickly halted her from doing just that. 'Why do I always lose control when I hear her name?'
Everyone in the room jumped at the sudden movement and they all adorned scared expressions.
She took a calming deep breath and closed her eyes while sitting back down against her wall. "Many things happened in the Polis while you were getting all trigger happy."
Bellamy shot one quick hurt glance at Octavia and then his gaze hit the ground.
"Why are you even here Bellamy? From my first visit it seemed that you're Pike's best friend."
He shook his head and without raising his head he said, "I wanted to get O out of here, so I sent the guards away, but instead of going with me right away she started arguing and the guards came back while I was dragging her out. They saw me and Pike let them throw me in here."
Clarke nodded. She was not interested in anymore conversation so she looked on the ground in front of her as well.
There was silence for some time until Abby's voice full of accusation pierced it. "How could you do that, Clarke?" The girl in question looked at her mother. "If they didn't stop you there would be nothing left from that man's body!"
What she could tell her? That she lost control and Wanheda took over? That blood is everything she cares about now? That she was always like this and they just didn't notice? 'We are who we are.' She had to shake her head. After a few moments she just shrugged in response. Luckily for her Abby couldn't come up with another question before a guard came to their cell with a bowl of water and a cloth.
The guard opened a little window inserted in the door and handed the items to Kane who was the closest. Kane nodded his thanks and moved to Clarke, who was on the other side of the room. He laid the things in front of her and then returned to his spot next to Abby.
Clarke looked quizzically at items in front of her until Raven chimed in while gesticulating to her face. "Your face is..." She trailed off unsure of how to continue.
"Oh." Clarke bit her cheek, she figured her face was still covered I the deceased guard's blood. She was no longer the least bit surprised that everyone was avoiding looking at her.
She grabbed the cloth and noticed that the one over her knuckles was dirty, so with a sigh she unwrapped it and decided to clean her knuckles first. 'Let me change that for you,' she worked quickly and decided to leave her hand unwrapped. Afterwords she got to work on cleaning her face. When she thought it was enough Clarke set the water and cloth aside, and leaned her head on the wall again.
With squeak from her brace, Raven got the bowl and cloths and went with them to the window. Sooner or later someone would come for it. She made her way back, slumped next to a surprised Clarke, and patted her leg.
"You shouldn't be here Raven, I'm sorry." From all the people Clarke knew, Raven was the one who deserved a true happy ending, and not be stuck here - waiting for all of it to end.
"I'm perfectly capable of fucking my life up all on my own Griffin, don't worry about it." She grinned at blonde girl who answered with a small, sad smile. "Ugh, fuck it!" And with that Raven hugged her, and said in much more serious and quieter tone, "Next time at least say bye though, OK?"
After a moment Clarke returned the hug as much as her chains would allow her to and nodded.
Clarke could hear many of other cellmates scoffing at their interaction, but she didn't care. She had really missed Raven.
They separated only after someone started clearing their throat. "Move away, Miss Reyes. She is dangerous."
Clarke turned to the sound and found Pike behind the doors of their cell.
Raven stood up and glared at the chancellor. "She is only dangerous to stupid people who like to start wars!"
Clarke patted Raven's leg from her place on the ground and shook her head.
Raven scoffed and took her place next to her friend, but not removing her glare from Pike.
He faked a smile and turned his attention to the chained girl. "Clarke, it's sad what became of you. You used to be my best student." The blonde looked at him evidently bored. "Tell me, how many soldiers are on the blockade?" She quizzically raised an eyebrow at him. "When will they attack?" Clarke let out a humorless laugh, but otherwise did ignored Pike's question.
He growled. "You killed two of my men, blinded one and injured many others. How many more people must die?"
A predatory smile crept upon Clarke's face. "People will be dying until my hands are covered in your blood, Pike."
Pike flinched, obviously not expecting an open threat directed towards him, so he quickly turned around and stomped away.
I would call this chapter a filler but nothing with Princess Mechanic hug in it can be called 'just a filler' - so this was a very important chapter :D
Also important question: Do you want Clarke (ok who am I kidding...it would be Wanheda :D) to murder Pike in very nasty way?
next time: Clarke will say to her cellmate what she thinks about them and new character will make an appearance. (who could it possibly be...?)