A/N: Things are going to be a little different than they actually happened at TonDC!
Marcus knew Abby was angry with him when he had left for TonDc. She was angry at him for supporting Clarke, she was angry at him for wanting to torture the man from the mountain, she was angry at him for almost everything he had done the past few days. He still believed that he was right, but he knew he had taken it over the line. He had said he didn't support her, anymore, which was the farthest thing from the truth. It had almost felt like they were back on the Ark and he couldn't stand it. They had come so far since then, so far from fighting each other tooth and nail on everything. He hoped that they could put everything past them once he returned.
TonDc was giving him a new insight on the Grounders, how they worked, how they survived together. He could swear he was starting to get Indra to like him, whether or not the other would ever admit it. She was a warrior, and he respected that. He had just finished talking to her and was heading into the enclosure to look for Clarke one more time, when everything had went to hell. When a missile had hit the grounder village and tore the place apart.
He wasn't sure how long he had been out for, but when his eyes opened, it took a minute to adjust to the darkness that he was surrounded by. He felt pain, everywhere. But, his leg hurt more than everything else. He tried to sit up to look at it, but he couldn't. There were rocks and beams on top of him. He looked around, in a panic. There was no way he was going to get out of here unless someone found him. He reached up and found his fingers touching something metal. Whatever it was, he tried to pull down, but couldn't. It was making a small sound, though, every time he moved it. He tried focusing on that, rather than the pain, rather than the worry. What if he died down here? All he could think of was Abby. They had been on bad terms when he had gone and that wasn't the way he wanted her last memory of them to go. He wanted her to remember them working together, despite everything. He had almost thought he was dreaming when he saw her face appear. "Abby?" He has asked, not believing it was truly her until she placed her hand over his own.
"It's me, Marcus." She felt instant relief flood through her seeing him alive. She felt anger, too. Anger that he was here in the first place. Anger that Clarke had risked his life. "I'm here. You are going to be okay." She hoped that was the truth. She couldn't let him die, wouldn't let this be the last time they saw one another. She wasn't sure what their relationship had turned into, but she knew she needed him. She needed his support, she needed his friendship. She needed more, too. But, the thought that had been entering in and out of her mind recently terrified her. She needed him because she loved him. Abby had grown to love Marcus Kane, despite everything. She knew she couldn't get him out of here alone. She couldn't tie off the artery and pull the beam up at the same time. But, she couldn't leave him, either. What if something happened? What if more debris fell? Just as the though entered her mind, that was exactly what happened and she felt herself being pushed back against the wall and a rock pulling her down. She could faintly hear Marcus call her name, but then, everything faded to black, as she passed out from the rock that had hit her head.
"Are you going to let me take this blindfold off soon? Or do you plan to keep it on me for years to come? I don't know how good of a doctor I will be if I'm not able to see."
Marcus laughed, "Stop being so stubborn. It has only been on for a few minutes." Kissing the exposed area of her neck, he smiled. "Plus, we are almost there."
She leaned into his touch, "If you keep doing things like that, I certainly might stop complaining."
"I'll definitely be keeping the blindfold for later, then." He said as he pulled open the door to their destination. "You ready?" When she nodded, he gently pulled the black tie from around her eyes, giving her time to look around before saying, "What do you think?"
"To be honest?" She turned around to face him, "I'm wondering whose room you have broken into." She furrowed her brows together.
Marcus chuckled, moving to sit on the bed, puling her with him by the hand, "Ours." He smiled, "You told me you wished you we had a place of our own to go, so that we didn't have to sneak into observation rooms, anymore."
It took her a minute to register what he was saying, and she could see him studying her, waiting for some sort of reaction. Abby couldn't help the smile the spread all the way across her face when she realized what he was saying. He had gotten his own quarters. No, he had gotten them their own quarters. "I love it." She jumped up from her spot beside him on the bed to look around. "I love it so much, Marcus!" She practically yelled from her excitement, before moving back to where she was, before. "I love you." She told him as she sat down, straddling his legs between her own.
"I love you, too. More than you could ever possibly imagine." He leaned in, pressing a kiss to her lips. She spread her own apart to give him better access. He wrapped his arms around her and felt her slide her fingers into his hair.
"Show me." Her voice came out husky and passionate when they had finally broken apart for air. "I want you to show me just how much you love me in our new place." He did just that.
"Abby, we need to talk about this." Marcus pleaded with her, begging her not to walk out of their room.
"Why didn't you tell me? Did you honestly think I wouldn't understand? Do you think that lowly of me?" She whispered, trying to blink away the tears that were finding their way to the corners of her eyes.
Marcus sighed, taking her hand, "I'm sorry. I thought you would be opposed. I just needed time to think about the offer before I talked to you about it. I didn't want to stress you out before I even had any clue what I was going to do."
"You are going to take the offer, Marcus. I just wish you would have trusted me to understand." He knew she was right. He should have told her about the offer. The offer to undergo more extensive training to be one of the Head Guards right after graduating. But, he was scared. He wanted the position, he had worked towards it, but it meant longer hours, more aches and pains.
"I was scared that if I told you I wanted to take it that you would leave. It's a lot more intensive than the training I am doing, now. I didn't want to lose you." He couldn't bring himself to look at her. He just kept staring at their hands, woven together. "Please, don't be mad."
Abby took a shark inhale of breath, "You stupid, stupid man." He looked at her then, and he was shocked. She was smiling. "I would never leave you, Marcus. I love you." She placed a hand on his cheek, "Why would I leave you for taking up training for a job that has a lot of hours? You do realize what I will be doing right? I'm going to be a doctor. I will have extended hours, constantly. Why would I leave you for the same thing?" She swallowed hard, and he could actually feel the anger she had had drifting away from her. "Look at me. I'm with you. No matter what and always."
He felt a bit ridiculous. She was right. It wasn't as if her future job was anymore decent hours than what he would be working. He felt like a bloke for questioning their relationship over something so trivial. "I'm sorry, Abby. I really am. I promise I won't ever keep anything from you, again. I promise to never hurt you in any way. I love you." He didn't have time to say anything else before she was in his arms and her lips were covering his own.
She hadn't meant to find it. She wasn't the type of person that snooped. It had truthfully been an accident when she had noticed the small box inside his drawer. She had been putting away a pair of socks that he had left by the shower, so honestly, it was his own fault, really. That didn't explain why she had taken the box out and looked inside of it. A ring. A gold engagement ring, to be exact.
Most women would probably be shocked, but she wasn't. She had been wondering when he was actually going to do it. It was something she had wanted ever since their first night of gazing at the stars together. She carefully placed the box bag in the drawer and smiled to herself. She wasn't going to tell him she had found it, at least not for a long time. She knew it was something they would laugh about, later, but for now, she wanted him to have this. She wanted him to be able to propose to her in his own way and not because she had found the ring. When he got back from training that night, she had barely let him speak before she had pushed him down on the bed and made love to him. She loved Marcus Kane and she couldn't wait for the day that she would become his wife, Abigail Kane.
Abby's eyes shot open. Every memory from the two years she thought she would never get back, had all just come to her at once, as though they had never left. "Marcus!" She shouted and when he didn't answer, she felt fear consume her. "Marcus, wake up!" She pushed her shoulder out from the rock and scrambled towards him. "Come on, I can't lose you." Especially, not now. Not after she had just remembered everything that he had never forgotten. His eyes barely fluttered when she shook him, but that was when she heard the sounds of someone coming to help. "Marcus, we are going to be alright." More than alright, they were going to be amazing.