A/N: And here is the last chapter of this series. It felt bittersweet to write it, but I have other writing projects to start on. I hope you enjoy it. As usual, there is smut.

The air was freezing outside, but Lincoln didn't care. Well, he did care, but he had more pleasant matters to attend to.

He had Octavia pulled closely to him as he kissed her passionately. His tongue explored every inch of her mouth, and his gloved fingers caressed her cheek. Their noses bumped each other as they tried to keep their lips connected.

Lincoln breathed in her scent. She smelled like the forest, earth and greenery all mixed together. Gone was the metallic aroma that had been attached to her when she landed on Earth. Now, she was fully adapted. Her lungs clearer, her body fitter, and her mind saner.

He longed to touch her again. The threat of her people's arrival hung over them, and he needed to have her one last time.

But it was too cold to attempt anything, so he settled for kissing her soundly. He wanted her mind to be free of distractions, so that she would only focus on him and the way he was making her feel.

Octavia pulled away for air, and her little breaths made little puffy clouds in the cold air. It was so adorable that he was grinning ear to ear.

"A smile showing your teeth?" she said in mock surprise. "This must be a special occasion."

He kissed the tip of her nose that was turning red from the cold. "It's always a special occasion when I'm with you. You're the love of my life."

Her eyes softened, and she ran her gloved fingers over his barely covered beard. She was sure that her face would develop another rash from their heavy makeout session, but it was a warm reminder that she had a wonderful houmon who really liked to physically show his affection.

Her thighs were already itching from his attentions earlier that day. She had been trying to convince him to shave his beard since it left rashes on her skin, but he ended up winning that debate. How? By reminding her how much she loved the feeling of his stubble on her skin.

The redness and itchiness were worth it as she remembered how fast she got off when her thighs were clamped around his face. What a splendid orgasm that had been.

His plump lips brushed against hers, and she was brought back into the present.

"Mmmm," she moaned. "I love you too." Her hands balled the front of his jacket, trying to press him impossibly closer.

They lay on their sides facing each other on their furs with a thick blanket wrapped around the both of them. She wanted a night under the stars, so they were sleeping under the stars. It was freezing but worth it to see her smile as they talked about the constellations and the myths behind them.

Lincoln knew that he'd do anything for her. To see her happy. To see her smile.

"You have that look on your face," she commented and poked him on the chest. Her hand splayed over his chest, and she kissed him softly.

"What look?" he whispered and kissed her cheek. His lips moved over to her jaw, and he nipped at the skin there.

"That look that practically screams that you want a house with a white picket fence and 2.5 children with me," she breathed as his warm tongue touched her skin.

He didn't tense when she mentioned kiss. They'd talked it over many times since that night, and he was still against her having them since she didn't really want them. He would be happy with just her.

"A house wouldn't be a bad idea, but the fence would be. A white fence in the forest is way too conspicuous," he whispered into her neck before sucking on the skin.

"Lincoln," she panted as his tongue circled that spot. She squeezed her legs together to alleviate the need between her legs. They had done enough this morning, but she still craved his touch like it was water.

Octavia wet her lips at the thought of him taking her here, underneath the watchful eyes of the gods and goddesses. It was too cold, but the thrill of it only made her more aroused.

"Yes, Octavia?" he muttered and pressed another kiss to her neck. He looked up at her, taking in her glazed eyes and swollen lips. He yanked her scarf back over the lower half of her face. Her skin was looking quite cold. She pulled it back down so she could talk.

"I want you to touch me." She pulled off her gloves and slid her hands underneath his jacket and shirt. Her cold hands made him hiss in surprise.

"I can't," he replied with a shiver. They were warm underneath their blanket, but moving around too much would let the cold air in.

"Why?" she pouted, her bottom lip peeking out. Her nails scratched against his skin as her hands roamed all over his chest.

"My hands are cold, and it might not feel pleasant," Lincoln said. He caught her hand as it made its way to his waistband. "Don't even think about it."

"Would you rather have my mouth on you?" she asked huskily, and Lincoln had to bite back a groan. Imagining her pink lips encircling his cock only made blood rush to the area.

He pulled his hips away from her so she wouldn't get any ideas. "There's no way for you to do that without letting the cold in our little cocoon of warmth. And I am not interested in frostbite there."

Octavia smirked and pressed her body against him. "Then touch me. I want your fingers taking me to the brink, cold or not." Her tongue trailed its way up his jugular, and she felt it pulse.

She grabbed his hand and pulled off his glove. He looked at her with amusement as he slid his hand underneath her pants and underwear. He found her wet already, and his fingers were slick with her wetness instantly.

A gasp escaped her throat as she felt his cold fingers, even though it felt strangely good.

Lincoln toyed with her clit, keeping his touches light enough to build her frustration. His slow circles had her rolling her hips into his hand. She grunted in frustration and slammed her lips against his.

He pressed two fingers against her entrance and stroked her there. She bucked into his hand.

"Inside," she growled, and he didn't waste a second pushing them into her. She moaned and buried her face into his neck.

He slowly pumped them in and out her, curling them with every other stroke. She whimpered into his neck as he built her up.

Octavia shuddered in his arms when she came. It washed over her gently, and left a warm feeling throughout her body. Her eyes fluttered, and she looked at him fondly.

His lips were soft against hers, despite the harshness of the cold. She could be in his embrace forever. Her tongue played with the seam of his lips.

"If I asked you to make love to me, would you do it?" she asked Lincoln breathlessly.

Even though his face was usually kept neutral, he couldn't help the war of emotions that showed on his face.

"Just imagine being inside of me, holding me tight while trying to not let the cold air in. Getting sweaty and sticky while the cold weather hangs over us like threat," she whispered.

That seemed to do the trick since she could feel him grow harder against her thigh. She squeezed him through his pants. His fingers were still inside her, and she clenched her muscles around them. The choked noise he made had her grinning.

She kept her eyes on him as she slowly removed his hand and pulled down her pants along with her underwear. Then she unbuckled his pants and released his erection.

Precum was seeping out of the tip when she touched him. She swirled her thumb over the tip, and his hips jerked. Then she grasped him and stroked his length.

Octavia lowed watching his face glaze over in pleasure. When they first started getting physical, she had been unsure of herself. He seemed so much more confident and experienced than her, and it made her feel slightly inadequate. But no matter how much she fumbled when it came to pleasuring him, he always made her feel good about it.

He would look at her with such love in his eyes, that she could have just literally blown on his cock and he would have still come.

Lincoln kissed her hard and moved over her. He parted her legs as best as he could and lined himself up with her entrance. Bracing his hand on either side of her head, he pushed himself into her. They both moaned loudly when he was all the way inside her.

Her warmth hugged his cock, and he was struggling not to move. He dropped down onto his elbows to get closer to her and prevent the blanket from lifting too much.

His teeth dug into his lower lip as her muscles clenched around him. He started slowly thrusting into her, not wanting to jostle the blanket over them too much.

Octavia threw her head back as his cock hit that sweet spot inside her. She spread her legs wider and angled her hips up. It caused Lincoln to lurch and thrust into her harder. Her hands went to his ass, and she pulled him into her.

His hips frantically slammed into hers, the sound of their bodies meeting slightly louder than the howling wind. His pelvis rubbed against her clit with every stroke, and she felt herself building to another orgasm.

Lincoln stilled inside her as he panted hard. The moans and mewls she was making was more than enough to get him off, but she was also gripping him like a vice. He needed a moment to regain control.

"Are you alright?" she asked breathlessly. She had been so close, but then he had stopped moving.

"I'm not going to last long, Octavia," he managed to get out. He was breathing hard, and she could see his control wavering.

"It's okay," she said. "I'm almost there." She moved her hand to her clit and started rubbing it.

She moaned and bucked her hips up, making him sink deeper inside her. Lincoln thrust into her once more and came unexpectedly.

He cursed in Trigedasleng as he came inside her. She felt too good for him to pull out, so he kissed her hard while he rode out his orgasm.

Octavia moaned into his mouth as she kept rubbing her clit. She came a few minutes later, aided by the feel of his cum filling her up.

She wasn't mad that he broke their little rule. With the cold weather, it would have been impossible for their usual technique to work.

They were both on birth control so it was safe, and it did feel good to feel him inside her again like this. To feel his orgasm like he always got to feel hers.

His forehead rested against hers as he struggled to breathe. His weight was fully on her, and it was thrilling to be this close to him.

"Sorry," he muttered and pulled out of her. He slid her underwear and pants up quickly to prevent her from leaking onto the furs. He tucked himself back into his pants.

"It's alright," she mumbled and relaxed against the furs. Her clothes would stain, but it was a small price to staying warm.

He flopped down next to her and drew her close. He kissed the top of her head.

"You drive me crazy, you know that?" he whispered. She looked up at him in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Her hand rested on his chest, and she buried her nose in his jacket.

"Everything about you is intoxicating," he muttered into her hair. He was holding her like she would be taken from him at any moment.

"I feel the same way. I mean, who wouldn't be drawn in by your sexy broodiness?" she said with a hint of laughter. He frowned which only further illustrated her point.

She laughed. "Lighten up, Lincoln."

His frown only deepened. "I'm not broody," he huffed.

"You're very broody, but you have good reason to be. I get it." She pecked him on the lips.

Lincoln gave her a warm smile. He leaned into kiss her, but then a bright flash filled the sky. It was followed by a boom that hurt their ears.

They hastily got to their feet and looked as an object soared through the sky. As it approached Earth, Octavia was able to make out the familiar shape. Her stomach filled with dread. Those Council bastards.

"They lied," she said angrily. Lincoln looked at her in confusion. She turned to face him with tears in her eyes.

"It's a small dropship. Only able to fit about 100 people," she explained. "The same amount of juvenile prisoners they had. They fucking sent those kids here to die!"

She was breathing hard with tears streaming down her face. Her breathing grew erratic, and she struggled to take in air.

Lincoln was at her side in an instant. He pulled her satchel of herbs out and pressed it to her nose.

She breathed in deeply just as the dropship crashed to Earth. The force of the impact sent them both to the ground.

When the ground steadied beneath their feet, they stood up, seeing the smoke from the landing billow up.

"Lincoln…" Octavia whimpered fearfully. He took her hand, and it grounded her. The metal wristband on her arm peeked out from her sleeve.

"No," she said softly. "This wasn't how it was supposed to happen."

Lincoln pulled her into his arms and cradled her face in her hands.

"Hey, it's okay," he said, but she could hear the hint of fear in his voice. "We've been preparing for this. We can do this."

Octavia closed her eyes and took in a shuddering breath. More tears leaked from her eyes, and there was a dull throb in her heart.

She turned to face the dropship in the distance. Her hands were shaking. She hoped like hell that her brother was on that ship. Or else the Council would be met with a handful of arrows the moment they stepped onto Earth.

Lincoln squeezed her hand reassuringly. They were in this together, no matter what. He had never met someone who understood him and loved him so completely, and he was not about to let her be taken away.

He would do anything he could to help, to keep the peace she helped to pre-establish. Lincoln just hoped that he wouldn't lose her in the process. Not after everything they had built together, all the intimate moments they shared.

He looked at her while his heart started to harden. He kissed her sweetly, saving the taste of her lips. He could feel her tears against his cheeks, and soon his were joining hers.

They clung to each other in desperation. They would get through this, just like all the other turning points in their lives. And now they had each other as well.

Their life together was only just beginning.

A/N: Thank you all for joining me on this adventure. I love this universe and the relationship created because of it. If you're waiting for a sequel to Somewhere to Belong, it probably won't come until after Season 3 is over. I want to see what they do with these characters and how I can put that in my fanfiction. See you all next time!