The first thing Indra noticed was the little sleeping blond thing on Lexa's lap. The second thing she noticed was the expression on her commander's face. As fierce and strong and proud and serious as ever but totally discredited by the reserved smile tugging the corner of her lips. The brunette was trying hard, really hard not to smile. She HAD to act as the leader she had always been. But with baby Clarke snuggled up against her chest it was a challenge.

Lexa cleared her throat and thought about sad things to keep her from smiling too wide "Indra, go fetch Oktevia, Linkon, Nyko, and Ryder" The order came out too harsh but whatever.

Indra was standing in the entry, aback, eyes wide in shock. The woman had been serving her Heda for years now and knew far too well when to diligently obey and when to ask question. But at this precise moment she was lost. Lexa's smile was a proof of her good mood and an indication that she might be open to discussion. On another hand the order the commander gave seemed urgent. But she really wanted to ask what was the girl on her Heda's lap.

"Today Indra"

The strong familiar voice dragged the warrior out of her thoughts "S- Sha Heda" and she exited the tent. After two steps outside she remembered why she had come to talk to the Commander in the first place. She turned back and opened the tent but she closed it almost immediately. What she had seen shocked her : Lexa smiling freely like a mentally ill person without apparent reason. Indra decided that what brought her to that tent was way less urgent (and interesting) than her actual task. She went to search her fellow warriors as fast as she could.

At the same time in the tent, on the Commander's lap, the little blonde was waking up.

Clarke yawned and rubbed her eyes "I told you to stop mocking me"

"I am sorry but you are cute Clarke"

The blonde sighed "I'm sorry. I just feel so weak it bugs me"

Lexa returned to her usual relaxed face "We will find a way to turn you back to your normal self"

"I hope so" Clarke kneeled on Lexa's lap and leaned forward to kiss Lexa.

The brunette's reflex was to put her hand on the blonde's mouth "Clarke ! You can't do that !"

"Fuck this shit !" Clarke jumped from Lexa's lap, ran to the bed, climbed on it and grabbed the mirror on the bed side table. And it was a shock. She looked at herself for a while then turned to Lexa, now sitting on the bed next to her "Lexa… I don't want to stay like that" she said with tears in her eyes.

The girl's voice was heart-breaking. Knowing Clarke, she was probably imagining what would be her life if she had to stay like that. Lexa, now on the bed too, ran her thumb on the blonde's cheek and pulled her closer to kiss her forehead "If we search long enough we will find a way. And if we don't I will just have to wait a few more years for you to agree to be my houmon"

Clarke chuckled lightly, wiping her eyes "You know that we actually have an age gap of almost 20 years right ?"

The commander smirked "Yes. And ?"

"Who told you I'd be willing to marry someone 20 years older than me ?" answered the blonde with a grin and a raised eyebrow.

Lexa shrugged "I think I will just have to marry someone else then" and she stood.

"Lexa, I'm sorry" said Clarke, grabbing the commander's (now so large) hand just in time "I'm sorry for this morning…"

The brunette sat back on the bed. "Apologies accepted"

Clarke smiled then raised on her knees to kiss Lexa again and the same scene played.

"Damn it ! I HATE this body !"