I am utilizing this week of no work and school to the max. I literally have nothing better to do than this. Also, this chapter Lexa and Kara are gonna get some alone time. Figured she has been hanging around everyone But Lexa for the last couple chapters. Also, I want Clarke and Kara to become good friends and for Clarke and Lexa to have a strong relationship but nothing romantic for those two despite how much I would like too but I did make this story just for Kara and Lexa.
I do not own anything if I did the show would not have gone downhill but whatever I don't so shit biscuits.
Chapter Six
"Clarke!" I shout out.
"Clarke! I need your help!" I run down the stairs and turn into the room trying to find her and the only one I found in the room was Lexa who was standing at the table looking at a map.
I almost tripped to a stop and felt myself blush a little in slight embarrassment.
"Hey, Lexa! Actually, you might be able to help. I need a knife." I quickly told her.
She quirked an eyebrow at that. "What are you planning on doing if I give you a knife?"
"I, my dear Lexa, need a haircut. It has become quite bothersome and I need someone to help me with it not sure how to do it myself without injuring myself." I start to slightly pull at the ends of my hair and after giving a rather vicious tug that causes me to wince, I feel someone pull my hand away. My other hand gave a slight twitch but didn't hit them, stopping right before I hit the dark material of their armor. I finally looked up from the hand holding mine and I see bright green eyes staring intently at me almost as though she was trying to decide something.
My eyes quickly look at the hand still holding mine, but I feel no need to pull my hand away. The slight warmth is comforting in its own way and calms my mind as well as sending a pleasant hum to go through my whole body. I bring my other hand up and start to trace the lines and thin scars I can see on the top of her hand. Taking my other hand out of her grasp and slowly force it open and start to trace the lines of her palms with the tips of my fingers.
Lexa doesn't say anything but I can feel her eyes boring into my head, but I don't look up and continue to run my finger over her lifeline on her palm. I slowly stop and realize what I was doing for the past couple minutes. I quickly let her hand go and take a step back. My face burns in embarrassment. Thoughts running through my mind of why she would even allow me to do that for such a long period of time, well actually any length of time.
I finally look back up and see that Lexa is staring at me like I am some sort of puzzle she is trying to solve before she seems to finally come to a decision.
"Um…I am sorry about that." I stammer out trying to force back my embarrassment of what I just got caught up in doing.
Her eyes almost seemed to glow with mischief at that and gave a slight smirk. "Nothing to worry about Kara. I don't mind you getting distracted by me."
Oh my god. I can't believe she just said that. Play it cool. You totally got this.
Lexa took a small step closer to me with that stupid smirk still on her face. Fuck no you do not got this! Abort! Abort!
She slowly reaches up and out flips a fucking dagger. Holy shit. I couldn't stop the sigh of relief that just slipped out, somehow finding relief in that she reveals a dagger instead of kissing me, though a small part would rather make out with the warrior goddess that she is. God damn it, get a hold of yourself.
Lexa slowly lifts the sharp end of the dagger closer to my face. Suddenly I forget how to breath waiting to see what she does. Cold steel run across my cheek before she reaches out her other hand and grabs a piece of my blood red hair and cuts it off. I can only watch as the piece of hair slowly falls to the floor as I finally allow air back into my lungs.
"You know if you would like I could give you a haircut. I am quite adept at using a blade." She almost purred out, her eyes taking on a hooded look.
I chuckled at that and couldn't stop the smile that showed too many teeth. "I bet you are Heda."
She took a step back at that and kicked at the chair to her left. "Sit Kara."
She looked way too pleased with herself when I slowly sank into the chair.
I could feel her hands start to run through my hair and I leaned more into her touch, not realizing how relaxing it feels. It felt so nice. My mind started to seep into a sleep-like state almost as though I was about to take a nap and I would have no shame falling asleep from her just running her slim fingers through my hair. She stopped running her hands through my hair and placed them on my shoulders causing me to jerk and waking me up from my almost nap. Lexa's breath was hot on my neck. "What would you like me to do?"
'A lot of things,' I couldn't help but think, though I forced that thought aside. I slowly lifted my hands and grabbed Lexa's before running her hands in two parallel lines down my head. "I want to lose the hair on the sides and keep the middle. I have a plan in mind and I can't have hair on either side of my head."
I could hear her hum in understanding. Lexa's takes her hands from mine, grabbing the knife before she starts to cut off large chunks of my hair getting as close to my skull as possible. We didn't say anything the entire time. I just sat there in the quiet and listened to the rhythmic sound of her knife cutting through my hair. Eventually, she finished and stopped cutting. I slowly open my eyes and look around and see the floor looks like someone bled out on it. My heart started to pick up with excitement and my body started to buzz with adrenaline. I stiffened at the thought and I couldn't look away.
"What is wrong Kara?" Lexa quietly asked.
I just kept staring. "So much red," I whisper.
She grips my shoulders a little tighter.
"Does this scare you?"
"No, it's just beautiful and another part of me is excited about what it could mean." I hung my head in shame after I said this out loud.
"Nothing to be ashamed of Kara. You have the spirit of a warrior inside of you. My guards tell me when they came to take Raven you put up a very good fight for someone who had no training and that you did not quit. Be proud of you are Kara. Now give me a minute and I will shave the rest of the hair off. So tell me, why do you need the sides clear of hair?" She asked.
I felt the darker thoughts recede and starting thinking about my totally awesome plan. "Well, Indra said that I can get tattoos and I want to get lines that almost look like waves the go down and around my head, neck, and shoulders. Maybe vines? I am not sure which. Probably the vines so I can always have something from the land on me. I love how everything is green here."
"I have spent almost half of my life in a room that just had white walls. I even had white sheets. The only color I would ever see was when the window in my cell would let me see Earth. If I couldn't see the Earth, there was no color. Just black. It was like the world was void of color. It was scary at times. When I was younger I used to be so scared, I barely can remember a time where I wasn't scared. Indra compared me to a fearful dog when she found me last week. Biting anything that came within arm's reach is what she said. I was and still am scared. I am better about it, but I am still terrified that this is all some weird dream and that one day I will wake up and be back in my cell staring at my white walls. That everything that has happened is just thing I made up in my mind and I have truly lost my mind and am crazy like everyone has ever told me."
"You noticed I have a touch problem, right? Some people who I have actual connections with I am ok with their touch, though I still have jerk reaction, I can stop myself in time from hitting them sometimes. Octavia discovered when we first landed on Earth that when she rests her head against mine I calm down. Of course, the first time she tried I accidentally head-butted her before I realized who she was because she didn't when I had a slight panic attack. She laughed it off saying she should have warned me she was about to do it. That is another thing that has changed since coming here. Anytime touch was involved for me it meant something I didn't like. Going to therapist appointments, taking the medicine, or being moved to a different area mean that the guards would usually cuff my wrists. There were even a few times after I became particularly violent to the guards they would strap all my limbs down and I wouldn't be able to move. When I was younger my mom was never the nicest. She was fine till she started drinking and then she would hit me. Now though I know with some people it means pleasant things, like a hug. It's nice."
"The whole haircutting thing and then tattoos are like me opening a new chapter in my book of life. I wasn't allowed to be me that was why I needed the medication because the 'me' inside was dangerous. I was there but I wasn't. It was like watching a movie. Now. Now I can be who I want, and I can do what I want. The ultimate freedom and it is beautiful Lexa. From having no control to this, it is amazing. Now I can learn how to fight with a sword, or maybe a spear? Hell, I can even learn how to use a bow and arrow."
I think that was the most I have talked in years about how I am feeling or about my life. I then realized I didn't feel Lexa using the knife anymore. I felt myself stiffen and my spine straighten. I could still feel her behind me, I felt the nervous energy just flowing through every vein in my body. I gave a violent flinch when two strong hands land on my shoulders in a tight grip. The pressure started to slowly increase until I knew if she squeezed any harder she would leave a bruise. The funny part was that I did not feel any fear from her hurting me but from her knowing how rotten I am, how my soul isn't meant for the goodness of life but for the evil.
It was as though she seemed to know her grip was to tight and where my thoughts were leading too because then Lexa let go of my shoulders and moved her hands slowly up my neck and then started to move lightly over the smooth part of my head before moving to the middle and started to lightly run her hands through my hair. I gave a hard shudder and she just kept running her hands through it. I felt my whole body start to slowly relax till I was leaning back in the chair fully, my head hanging off the back of the chair as well. I gave off a loud sigh of contentment.
I slowly opened my eyes and ocean blue met fiery green. I just kept staring as she started to slowly braid my hair. The relaxing movements and the quiet made me slowly close my eyes again. I let out another relaxed sigh and sank further into Lexa's hands.
I felt one last slight pull and then Lexa's hands started to run down the braids she made in my hair.
I slowly opened my eyes again and I could see that she was still staring at me but her eyes were not as hard as earlier, they almost seemed soft. She slowly moved from behind me to the front of the chair as though she was approaching a scared animal. I moved my eyes to watch her as she did this. I lifted my head up to see her move her hands slowly almost waiting for me to say no, closer to my face. I didn't flinch or move any muscle as I waited to see what she would do though the need to was very strong.
I couldn't figure out why she was acting like this. I felt nervous and scared that maybe I had done something wrong.
Her strong hands reached around and softly grasped my head and placed her head on mine, successfully blocking anything else from my view. My skin tingled from where she touched and sent pleasant thrums of energy to the rest of my body.
"This calms you down, yes? It makes sense. It blocks out all else and lets you focus on what is right in front of you. All I can see is you and nothing else. What I see in front of me is someone who is becoming stronger with each passing day. You will be a very strong warrior Kara kom Skaikru. You have the spirit and the grit for it. From what I have heard from you and from others shows that you have every reason to give up and quit but you have not. I greatly look forward to the day when you achieve everything that you deserve. You have what it takes to survive on the ground with your spirit."
With those last words, she backed away and offered her hand.
"Now come, Kara, it is time we give you the weapons you need for your journey."
She kept her hand out and continued to stare into my eyes, telling me to trust her. It felt as though she was staring into my very soul. My eyes started to tear up a little before I reached out and grabbed her forearm and she pulled me from the chair. She gave one final squeeze of my arm and started to leave the room. I was quick to follow with a massive grin on my face and feeling happier than I have ever felt.
I got my ass kicked. There is no way to deny it or argue. I got my ass kicked. Every part of my body hurt. I knew I was going to be sore today but I didn't think I could feel every twitch or small movement of my body as I moved but in no way did I regret it.
I couldn't be happier though. I know I must look crazy. I could feel the happiness burning through my whole body energizing every part of me, allowing me to ignore any of my tight muscles.
Lexa had given me twin swords because when she had asked what I wanted to learn how to use first I had told her I wanted a challenge. She just laughed at me and then smirk she had given me was almost vicious and holy shit was her laugh the most beautiful sound I had ever heard in my entire life. I currently had them strapped to my back and was loving the added weight. It made me feel slightly safer to be by myself and gave me more confidence to be by myself. She had also given me my own knife to have when we had returned to her tent for her grab her weapons before throwing a hard leather armor chest piece at me saying she didn't want to hurt me too bad. The laugh she had given me after telling me that was not comforting in any way shape or form.
The swords weren't anything special both about the length of my arms with a simple handle made of dark leather and no crossguards. Both were solid black. While the knife had a wooden handle and the blade itself was the size of my hand with flowing lines covering it almost like the knife that I used against Jaha. To another person, they wouldn't be that special or pretty but to me? I thought they were the most beautiful things I have ever had the opportunity to own and have. Just the simple thought of these things were now mine had caused a few tears to leak from my eyes before Lexa had bumped my shoulder with hers and giving me a small smile as though she knew what I was thinking.
When I had the swords in hand she immediately strapped them to my back and showed me how to buckle them on and how to strap the dagger holder onto me as well. After we walked to a small clearing next to the war meeting building, Lexa had shown me how to properly hold both the swords and how to properly attack, each move made with both fluidity and grace. Then she took the sword in my left hand and told me she wanted to first work on my dominant hand and switch later to my non-dominant. Then the training from hell started.
Apparently, she didn't have any pressing issues to handle that day because the generals from the other tribes would be arriving sometime today, so she was taking the day before off to gather everything she needed. I felt like I was a stress reliever from the ass-kicking she gave me. I was barely able to block half of her attacks, the speed with which she moved was astounding.
I made the bad assumption that she would go easier on me because I was a beginner but that obviously didn't happen. The further into the training to better I became and was able to block more and more of her attacks. When the day was over, and I was covered in sweat, blood, and bruises. I could not have been more happy or proud of myself though. Lexa even said I was a quick study and was surprised that I had the basic handle of double wielding the blades down in one day. She promised we could work more on it later.
I couldn't wait to tell Indra, knowing she would be proud of me. I adjusted my shirt once more before glancing down to see if I was missing anything. I was wearing my normal everyday outfit with the added bonus of having a hard leather tunic that covered my chest but not my arms, allowing someone to see the sleeves of my black shirt. I adjust it once more before walking out of my room, slightly blinded by the light before my eyes adjusted.
I looked around and saw blonde hair walking towards the war room. I quickly broke into a jog ignoring my sore muscles as I raced to catch up to Clarke. I couldn't help but wonder what she had ended up doing yesterday, I hadn't seen her all day though I honestly didn't look that hard for her.
"Clarke! Wait up!" I call out.
Clarke stopped real quick and turned and saw that it was me running towards her. As I walked to her I was able to see her smile that was on her face slowly slide off only to replaced by a look of confusion.
"Who gave you the weapons and armor?" Clarke asked real quick and then as an afterthought added after glancing up at my hair: "And the haircut?"
I couldn't stop the smile that slipped on my face. I ran my hand down the braids that we still firmly on my head, greatly enjoying the feel of them and happy that they still looked nice after Lexa had done them yesterday.
"Do you like it? Lexa did it. And she gave me the weapons and chest piece as well. She wants to help me on my way to becoming stronger and eventually a full-fledged warrior," My smile turned almost bloodthirsty when I added the last part.
"Kara you aren't allowed to have any weapons yet." She told me with a small frown.
I felt my blood boil at that and my smile fell. "Well, Heda gave them to me. I want to become strong and it is not like I am going to go out and go stab happy Clarke. I want to become a warrior and I can't do that if I don't have any weapons. Please just be happy for me." I felt the anger battling with the worry that she would take this from me and became more worried as the seconds passed and Clarke did not say anything to me.
She finally let out a loud sigh and hung her head before returning her gaze to me. "I guess that is a good point and you would probably make a hell of a good warrior."
I didn't even think of it and just rushed forward and pulled her into a hard and tight hug. She didn't move for a second before she slowly reached her around my back and gave me an equally hard squeeze.
"Thank you," I whispered into her ear.
I let go and moved back. "So today is the meeting with the other generals correct?"
Clarke just nods her head at this and joins me in walking to the war room.
"I am staying with you. I don't want you alone. I don't trust any of the other tribes yet." I quickly state. The way I told her left no room to argue.
She just chuckled. "I have no say in this don't I?"
"Nope, none at all." I give her a quick hip check and Clarke stumbled slightly, the grin I give her is mocking before I just laughed and walked a little faster to escape her upset.
So, this meeting was going to shit. I was trying to keep my mind calm but everyone was just downing Clarke's plan. Seriously the only smart one at the table is Lexa. It was like she was given all the brains and the leftovers were split between these assholes. I had stopped listening and finally tuned back in when I heard that neanderthal Quint tell Clarke that she was very brave under the commander's protection. He started to lean in to close to her.
I didn't even think. I grabbed one of the swords off my back and placed it on his neck. I bared my teeth at him. "It is not because of the Commander's protection she is brave," I growled out at him ignoring how my blood was starting to boil and the need to spill blood increased.
He finally noticed I was standing right next to Clarke and took in my features seemingly shocked that I would be that bold. I watched as his hand lowered to his dagger at this belt. When he did this I reached and started to slowly draw my other sword when I heard the Commander tell us that was enough.
"You got lucky," I sneered at him and took a step back and placed the other sword away. I didn't stop glaring at the man ignoring the very tense Skaikru guard that was positioned behind Clarke. I wanted to bathe in his blood and relish in his death.
Lexa then agreed with Quint and I couldn't help the disappointment I felt. Clarke said she needed air and I made sure to follow her.
I kept at a slight distance to watch her. I was especially nervous because Quint had vanished almost as quickly as Clarke did and with the way, his eyes followed her as she left the meeting room did nothing to ease any feeling I had about the man.
I am glad I followed because I could then hear him mock her "Not so brave now," from slightly ahead of me. I didn't see what happened but heard a thunk of something hitting wood, but she started to run and when I ran past where she just was I saw the arrow. I quickly drew my swords and sprinted after her trying to run as fast possible to catch up to her.
Clarke was a quick little thing that was for sure. I had barely caught up when she started to run again. I had no clue why she started running again but I picked up the pace to catch her sooner.
I finally found her after Lexa had thrown her knife into Quint's arm. I was pissed. The red haze was quickly taking over my sight and gritting my teeth was doing nothing in trying to gain control of myself. I could barely keep myself my shoving my swords into his back.
I didn't listen to any words that were being said as I could only focus on the man's back.
"The kill is yours, Clarke," Lexa told her.
"Blood must have blood," I muttered to her.
Right as I almost lost my patience and stabbed him, a loud roar echoed through the trees and forced me back in control, the red haze quickly vanishing.
"Pauna." Lexa uttered and with those words she slashed Quint's leg and screamed for us to run. I followed making sure to keep right behind Clarke.
Clarke accidentally brought us into whatever the hell the things feeding ground was. The place reeked of rotten flesh and massive amounts of spilled blood with each outcropping of rock that held either a dead animal or very clean bones. When we reached the top of the rock hill a fucking gorilla popped out of no-where and killed Lexa's guard who was still positioned at the bottom of the rock hill. I felt almost overwhelmed by this fear and it was almost as bad as the first time I was sedated as I looked at the utterly massive animal.
Clarke fired four shots to its face and causing the gorilla to hit the ground with a loud thud. I could only feel the ice cold relief that we might actually be safe till the fucking thing came back up doing a real-life jump scare.
I ran after Clarke and Lexa making sure they jumped first. Clarke was fine jumping off the balcony but when Lexa did it she landed wrong, crying out in pain and clutching her left arm as she slowly tried to stand. I jumped down and landed easily on my feet, ignoring the small part of my mind that was telling that I should have hurt something but focused instead on the current situation and helped pick Lexa up and started to run as quickly as possible while carrying her.
Clarke was first through the hole and then I went next dragging Lexa right behind me. Right when I would have been able to kick the pipe out holding the gate open the gorilla grabbed Lexa and started to pull. I increased the grip I already had on her as I tried to pull her back, barely able to hold on to her from how strong gorilla was. My eyes started to burn before it disappeared, making me wonder if I actually even felt anything, to begin with.
"CLARKE SHOOT THE FUCKING THING!" I screamed. I couldn't lose Lexa ignoring how if she did get taken then the last thing I would ever see of her would be the fear-ridden face that also looked as though she accepted what was about to happen. I pulled harder and was seconds away from grabbing one of my swords to stab the son of a bitch when Clarke finally unloaded the rest of the clip into the fucking things face and chest.
I ripped Lexa through the gate and slammed my foot into the pipe causing the gate to finally fall. Lifting Lexa up again and following after Clarke who opened up another door. She got the door closed before grabbing Lexa's sword on her back to use as a barricade to keep the door closed.
After placing Lexa up against a structure in the middle of the room, I fell to my knees and didn't look away from her letting myself soak in the fact that we, for now, had escaped the massive beast. I was trying to control my breathing and calm down but I couldn't. It was getting harder to get air in, black spots were beginning to form in my vision as I couldn't stop the memory of the fear in Lexa's eyes, hearing the roar of the animal and Lexa yelling at us to leave her. The utter fear and acceptance of her fate plain to see in her eyes. It repeated over and over and over again, each replay of the memory causing everything to feel heavier.
A strong hand grabbed the back of my head and rested their face against mine but I could only see fear filled green eyes. I was too trapped in the memory. The person leaned back only to hit my head on theirs allowing the pain to bring me back to the present. When I could finally see in front of me I could see anxious green eyes, swimming with sadness and worry while also calmly looking back at me, a small part of me was impressed that she could convey all those different emotions. She took her good hand off the back of my head, reached down and grabbing my hand and then placing it on her chest before grabbing the back of my head again. I felt her chest rise calmly. She was taking deep breathes in and out.
It was then I realized once more that my breathing was still erratic and too fast. I started to try and slow it down to match hers. I could even feel her heart beat slightly on my hand, calming my mind further knowing that she was still alive and breathing. I couldn't see anything or hear anything that wasn't Lexa. I blocked out everything till I was finally able to calm down, each breath now full and even, no longer hitching and gasping for air.
I allowed my eyes to close and gave Lexa a weak smile to show my thanks.
"Good," she whispered to me before giving the back of my head one final squeeze and scooting back to rest against the pillar but never allowing her eyes to move away from me.
I shifted my legs to where I was sitting cross-legged instead of just on my knees. My legs felt the relief instantly as blood finally started to flow once more.
How long were we doing that and can only assume it was awhile. I just continued to breathe in and out and focused on the fact that we were all safe for the moment.
I finally checked back in when Lexa began to speak once more.
"You both should have left me there. Now we all shall die instead of just one."
I didn't care that she was recently hurt. I leaned over and punched her hard in the arm, giving her a challenging glare. "Don't say that again," I hissed at her.
She gave me an equally challenging glare, though I could see part of her looked to regret those words but not much.
"I am new to your culture but aren't you supposed to be grateful towards someone that saved your life and say thank you?" Clarke questioned.
"No, it was a weakness," Lexa stated back.
I felt the brief flash of pain from that statement before the anger came back.
"That was not weakness Lexa! Weakness is taking the easy way out and the easy would have wound up with your death. If that makes us weak then so be it but I would rather be weak than you to not be alive!" My words harsh and I could there was another brief flash of regret in Lexa's eyes.
"What you don't understand is that you both need to be able to make hard choices."
Clarke scoffed at those words. "You are telling me I need to be able to make hard choices."
"Yes, Clarke. I have seen your strength its true but now you waver. You could not kill Quint and you couldn't leave me to die. You should have grabbed Kara and ran. That was weakness." She stated the confidence of those words ringing through the air.
"I thought love was weakness," Clarke responded sarcastically.
"Mockery is not the product of a strong mind Clarke," Lexa told her. (A/N: Seriously one of my favorite lines.)
"You want to know why we saved you? Or why Kara was so hell-bent on saving you? We need you. God forbid one of your generals becomes Commander. You may be heartless but at least you're smart."
"Seriously it was like you were given all the brains and the rest were given the small leftovers to share. It seriously is not pretty and I could only imagine how terrible things would become if you weren't in charge," I couldn't help but butt into their conversation.
Lexa turned back to look at me before giving me a beautiful smile before her face became passive once more. I could almost believe I imagined it.
"Don't worry my spirit will choose much more wisely than that." My hand reaches out before I could think about it and grabbed the back of her good arm and keep it in a strong grip, trying to not think of what those words just implied.
Lexa turns and gives me a small smile again before turning back to Clarke who seems to be processing and trying to understand what Lexa just said.
"Your spirit?" Clarke asked confused.
"Yes, when I die my spirit will find the next Commander." At this, my grip tightens just a fraction more and I can tell by the small twitch of her arm that she notices.
"Reincarnation. That is how you became Commander?"
"How are your leaders chosen?" Lexa asked confused.
Then the load roars of the creature echo through the room and we could all feel it pounding at the door trying to get in. Each slam of the gorilla caused Lexa's sword to bend only slightly more.
"Don't be afraid. Death is not the end." Lexa commands.
"Fuck that. We are all just gonna keep our spirits where they are!" I yell before taking both swords off my back and handing one to Lexa to have.
Lexa gives a positive nod of her head at my words and actions. "I am ready to fight here when it comes in." Lexa twirls the sword in her hand and I couldn't help but stare in amazement at how smooth the action was.
I was trying to think of all the ways we could kill the gorilla, but none were looking too positive for us at this point, knowing that at least one of us was about to die or at worst all of us would. I couldn't let Lexa or Clarke die. I would gladly give my life to let both of them live knowing the sad truth that I did not really bring anything to the table for the alliance and in all honesty, I was probably the biggest liability we had.
I grit my teeth placing those thoughts to rest. "Alright. LET'S DO THIS!" I roar.
Clarke just shakes her head before she seems to get an idea. She runs towards the door. "Maybe we let it in."
I can't help but agree because this whole waiting thing is just killing me. I couldn't stop the small bark of laughter that slips out at such a stupid pun. Lexa turns and gives me a curious look and Clarke looks mildly concerned for a second.
We keep ourselves pressed against the wall and I make sure that Lexa is in front of me.
"Now!" Clarke screams and throws the sword holding the door closed away from the hooks.
The door slams open and the gorilla goes rolling to the floor strong enough to roll to the back of the room hitting the wall as it slowly tries to stand. Clarke grabs Lexa and basically throws her out of the room and I soon follow making sure the two are fully out of the room before following.
I close the door behind me and slam the lockdown sending a small prayer that the door will hold long enough for all of us to safely get away.
"Let's go." Clarke quickly leaving the hallway.
"I fucking second that." I reach out and grab Lexa's good arm and start dragging her away from the door and what I am pretty sure was a zoo at one point.
We ran for a while before we finally stopped, and Lexa made us a small fire, the small source of heat slightly comforting. Lexa said she would watch over us as we rested. Clarke quickly laid down and fell asleep. I had my back against a tree to Lexa's right but did not close my eyes instead turning my head to look at Lexa.
It was almost like my brain needed to make sure she was ok and that now I could finally relax it had to make sure she stayed safe from harm.
Lexa could clearly tell I was watching her but let me continue to look, occasionally turning to look at me before looking back at to the surrounding forest. After a couple minutes, I finally stood up and walked over and sat down next to Lexa. I held my hand out for her knife that she held and was quietly fiddling with.
She seemed to question the hand before slowly dropping the knife into my mine. I looked down and traced my fingers over the blade that looked very similar to mine. Making me wonder if this was where my mine came from if the same man or woman had forged the two blades. I liked how whoever made them had engraved the lines in it and then finally realized that yes this was the blade that I killed Jaha with. I placed the knife down in my lap after inspecting it and then returned my gaze back to Lexa.
I reached my hand out once more and grabbed a hold of Lexa's. I opened her hand and began to softly trace the lifeline in her palm.
"You need to be more careful Lexa," I whisper. I don't stop tracing her palm or even look up, but I do hear the hard sigh she gives at this.
"Did you know that you were the first one to see me in years and not look on in worry or fear of what I might do? No one has done that. I know Octavia doesn't say anything, but I can tell sometimes she becomes worried when I start to do weird things. You don't though and for that, I can't thank you enough. So please be more careful," I finally look up at her and was able to see as her shoulders dropped and her eyes screaming that she was both pleased and upset by what I had just told her.
"I promise Kara."
"Mochof Leksa."
"Pro," She tells me.
A particularly loud roar from the gorilla is heard as well as a bang from far off and with that sound, Clarke shoots awake. I let go of Lexa's hand before she can look over.
"Don't worry you are safe," Lexa tells Clarke.
I chuckle a little at this and look at her injured arm before I bump her with my shoulder. Lexa just rolls her eyes at my actions before I quietly return her knife to her.
I can see that she is thinking something over, but I just continue to let her think. We all stand ready to go but none of us really saying anything.
"Clarke wait," I look over at Lexa and give her a confused look while Clarke looks over equally as confused as I.
"I was wrong about you Clarke. Your heart shows no sign of weakness." Well, I guess that is the closest any of us will ever get to an apology.
Clarke just gives a slight shake of her head at that and starts to walk away. "We should get moving that cage won't hold forever."
And then Clarke just stops. If this was a cartoon I swear one of those lightbulbs would have turned on over her head.
She turns back to where the roars and bangs are happening. "The cage won't hold."
She turns back to Lexa and me. "I think I know how to take down Mount Whether. We have been trying to get in, but they have already let us inside."
"What are you talking about?" Lexa asks.
"Your army is already there. Locked in cages. If Bellamy can get them out, then we have our way inside." I couldn't stop my smile at that thought.
"Your inside man, Bellamy. You have faith in him?" Lexa can't help but ask.
"I do," Clarke confirms.
"Your faith better be well placed for if he can't do this then we have no way to win against the Mountain." Look at her go. Placing her trust in others. I feel pretty proud at this point and can't keep the smile off my face.
Clarke starts stamping out the fire and continues "This is gonna work!"
"Hell yea!" I shout throwing a fist in the air.
I take one last glance at where the gorilla was before jogging to catch up to the two in front of me. This is gonna be fucking great I can't help but think as the bloodthirsty smirk came across my face.
I keep telling myself to do two episodes per chapter but then I just keep doing a single episode. Whatever. I get to rewatch the show while I do it so like win-win for me? Hopefully, you liked the chapter. I am bad at making moments so hopefully, the first part wasn't a total disaster.
Revised 12/24/17
