"You do!" Clarke had yelled.
They ended up both broken and exhausted on the floor, clutching to each other hours later. When Clarke's knees hit the floor, it had cracked the surface of Lexa's walls and eventually the brunette had joined her. She had owed Clarke this much, to feel everything, together.
Now, she was stroking small hairs at the bottom of Clarke's neck, they were thin and curled around Lexa's fingers easily.
Every time Lexa looked at Clarke 'Come with me' dangled on the tip of her tongue. It would be so easy to ask, but with it, she would be asking so much more of Clarke. What if she couldn't make Clarke happy there? She would be by the side of the commander, in Polis, she would be living with a whole different Lexa.
This time when Lexa looked at Clarke, Clarke had become tired of seeing that same look of turmoil, and finally asked, "What is it, babe? Just tell me." Clarke demanded.
"I feel- I don't know," Lexa muttered. She looked back and decided Clarke needed to make this decision. Lexa could not make it for her, no matter how much it would hurt to have Clarke say no after presenting her a possibility of being together.
"I can't ask you to come with me," Lexa admitted, not quite being able to phrase the question.
"Why not?" Clarke's voice broke. That was a possibility? Clarke furrowed her brows, and her breathing picked up. She could go? "I could come with you?" It was barely a whisper.
"Yes," Lexa said, and she felt so hopeful, so hopeful, but she shook her head as if she thought she was only kidding herself. No, hope was a weakness. Lexa closed her eyes and shook her head before she added, "You have responsibilities here, your people-"
"My people belong to my father. I'm not-" Clarke felt frustrated as she clenched her jaw. "I've never aspired to be a leader you know that, my dad knows that," Clarke concluded determinedly.
"You were born to be a leader Clarke," Lexa replied weakly but only angered Clarke.
"Stop!" Clarke screwed her eyes shut. " Tell me what you mean." She ordered and opened her eyes to face Lexa with icy blue eyes filled with determination. She watched the brunette swallow.
"The bond by soul would make it a possibility," Lexa revealed. "But Clarke-" Clarke didn't even hear what Lexa was saying next because her heart was overflowing with relief. She could go. She could go with Lexa.
"-You'd lose your family, your home? To be with me, and I'd be a different person. My people would have to come first." Lexa ranted. "And what if you're not happy? You wouldn't be able to bond with anyone, ever again." Lexa shook her head. "No," Lexa muttered to herself as if to have made the decision.
"What?" Clarke blinked. "Wait! Yes. I'm going with you."
"Clarke, did you listen to what I just said?" Lexa asked, and Clarke sighed.
"Babe, do you think this is the first time I've thought about this? I've even talked to my mom and dad about this. We all made peace with it that I would go with you. Even my mom-" Clarke chuckled, but Lexa found that hard to believe. "Okay, so maybe they're not super happy about it, but they know my mind is set about this. And we- I could come back, right?" Clarke asked nervously.
"In theory, yes," Lexa mumbled absentmindedly as she looked around.
"Look at me," Clarke reached for her arm and pulled Lexa into her. "How could you think I wouldn't go with you?" Clarke asked, her heart coloring her words. A tear was stuck at the brim of her eye. "It's always you and me." Clarke cupped Lexa's face.
"What if you're not happy there? What if it's not enough?" What Lexa meant was, 'what if I'm not enough' and Clarke had learned to understand what Lexa actually meant when she expressed words like that. "Won't it hurt more if it wouldn't-" Lexa's lips quivered as she breathed in and swallowed her words. Clarke kissed her to soothe those trembles.
"No, because we would have given it a chance. It'll always be you and me." Clarke avowed determinedly and created a small smile on Lexa's face
"You and me and both of our people," Lexa pointed out and caused Clarke to sigh.
"Yeah, but I'd still be with you, and I know I could make a life there," Clarke concluded.
"You don't even know what it's like there Clarke," Lexa chided remembering how hard life was in her territory, "and you wouldn't be able to bond with anyone, ever again," Lexa told her seriously. "It's not like in Arkadia." She pointed out.
"I know," Clarke responded.
"Do you? I asked you once, and you said no," Lexa argued almost angrily. It's not like Clarke hadn't wanted to, she had wanted to wait. That was all. "And that was the Arkadia kind of bond, not this, not a bonding by soul. It goes beyond the flesh." Lexa added and made it clear they would be bonded beyond this life. It didn't faze Clarke though. It didn't make a difference to her.
"That was then. If we get to stay together because of it-" Clarke argued, but Lexa interjected.
"I don't just want you to do it because of that!" Lexa hissed now truly angry. "I want you to want us to be bonded in this life and the next. This is a big deal, and you shouldn't take it lightly." Lexa barked.
"I don't! I want you because I love you," Clarke insisted. "Lexa, look at me," Clarke searched for Lexa's eyes. "You know me, and you would know if I were lying." Clarke declared. Lexa looked in her eyes, finally and indeed couldn't find any deception in them.
"I just wanted it to be special, not because the circumstances demanded it," Lexa deplored, but Clarke quickly kissed her.
"I love you. The reason why I wanted to wait before was because no one would have accepted it in my culture, not then. It's uncommon to marry- bond so young without any divorce, but the feelings I have for you are real and that desire to share my life with you is real too." Clarke promised. She then sat up on her knees and continued, "You always talk about different lives. That means I'd get to keep you in the next one too. We'd be happy. I know we would be." Clarke insisted.
Lexa allowed herself to hear Clarke's words and to find comfort there. "Yeah?" Lexa's voice broke. She had expected Clarke to say no. She had expected to say goodbye to her still.
"Yeah," Clarke chuckled and kissed her deeply.
As a tear rolled down her cheek, Lexa whispered, "Okay," Just saying it caused her heart to leap into her throat, but what she felt was relief. As if the heavy burden on her heart had been lifted, too quickly and now her heart was leaping up, as if to be escaping her chest.
Clarke smiled and breathed out an easy puff, "Thank the spirits," She hugged her tightly and knew she wouldn't have to let her go. Not now, not ever.
"Yeah," Clarke chuckled and pressed their foreheads together. "Now where can we find a priest in this place?" Clarke joked, and happy tears started streaming down Lexa's cheeks as she choked on a laugh. She sniffed and kissed Clarke.
"They're not priests," Lexa corrected.
"One of those bald guys then," Clarke chuckled and felt tears dripping down her own chin. "Fuck, I didn't think I'd have any left," She said referring to her wet cheeks.
After that, they fell asleep together, exhausted from the rollercoaster that they had gone through the last two days.
"A bonding ceremony?" H questioned the next morning.
"Yes," responded both Clarke and Lexa. He looked them over skeptically.
"A bonding shouldn't be taken this lightly." He claimed and dismissed them with his hand as he turned his back on them.
"We don't," Clarke argued, but he wasn't convinced. Both girls followed him as he walked towards the hall they had been in before. He appeared preoccupied what looked like classifying books.
That's when Caius spoke up, "H, your stubbornness will get you nowhere, boy."
H looked up, confused and a slight blush crept up from behind his ears to his cheeks. "Cain- Master Caius," He stuttered and the old man, now without effort, walked towards him.
This place continued to astonish both Clarke and Lexa. Only yesterday had they seen him struggling down the stairs and look at him now.
"A bonding is a great celebration." The old man smiled and his expression extended to Lexa and Clarke who were standing by the opening of the doorway. H blinked and opened his mouth but paused.
H swallowed before he asked, "You've foreseen this?"
"Two," Caius answered holding up his index and middle finger to the man.
"Two," H responded and looked over his should towards Clarke and Lexa. He looked back now even more befuddled, "Surely, Master Caius those are not the two you foresaw?" He disagreed, but Caius lifted his chin, in a similar manner as Lexa would.
"You question my abilities?" Caius asked.
H widened his eyes, and with the sharp slam of the book he had in hand, he scrambled forward and sputtered, "No of course not! Forgive me,"
H looked back once more, this time with his lips pursed in a tight line. "Very well, I will prepare the ritual. You will bond tonight." He ordered. Then, grumpily so, in one swift movement, he turned on his heels, whirling his robe around him and caused a dull breeze.
Caius chuckled lightly and looked at them both, "Now then, anything I can do for you ladies before your bonding?" He asked, and Lexa heaved her shoulders, but Clarke bit the inside of her cheek.
"I don't even know if this is possible, but I'd like to see my parents, tell them," Clarke told him, and he nodded thoughtfully.
"Yes, and the dragon of course," He muttered, and Lexa felt her heart clench. Soon, Clarke found her hand and squeezed it, feeling quite similarly. They could hardly take them with them. She turned her head and pressed her lips against Lexa's shoulders. It's okay were the thoughts she was sending.
He appeared to be looking for something in a particular cabinet. Clarke threw a confused looking glance at Lexa who simply shrugged. Then Caius turned around with a paper in hand and smiled widely with his already visible wrinkles thickening.
Then he crumpled the paper and threw it on the floor. Soon enough, a thick wooden door appeared on the floor. It was a hatch.
"You'll find the dragon down there. You'll only be a few minutes away from the camp you were staying at." He assured.
"How will we get back?" Clarke asked, but Lexa winced. She had no intention of going back to say goodbye. It felt like it was all too much and yes, she knew she was selfish, but if she was going to prepare herself to go back, she couldn't let her feelings overwhelm her. Going back and saying goodbye, facing possible anger appeared to be just that.
As Caius handed another paper to Clarke with instructions of returning, Lexa reached for her hand. "Clarke-" She whispered solemnly.
"Come on," Clarke smiled, and Lexa remembered that she needed to say goodbye to Aris. The rest might be too much but she needed to explain this to Aris, or the dragon wouldn't understand. Lexa pursed her lips and watched Caius throw the ball of paper on the floor which formed a hatch there.
"Through here?" Clarke questioned, and Caius nodded. The blonde heaved the large hatch or tried to. Clarke barely managed to lift it, so Lexa swiftly helped her and watched the blonde disappear into the floor before she followed her. They climbed down a few rocks and saw a yellow looking mass below them. It didn't disappear as they hopped down in a tree grove.
By the time they reached the grass, they heard Aris yip. The dragon appeared relieved when she saw Lexa and nuzzled her quickly.
"Hey, girl," Lexa rolled her fingers over the thick skin. She kissed her snout and smiled sadly.
"We should get going if we want to make it back by tonight," Clarke wrapped her hand around Lexa's hip, from behind, and rested her chin on Lexa's shoulder. She felt Lexa sigh and the minute their eyes met Clarke understood.
"You're not coming," Clarke stated. Lexa looked down.
"It's just-" It was too much, already trying to muster up some kind of goodbye to Aris was draining her, and she needed to be ready. The minute she entered her world, she would be Heda.
Clarke sighed and cupped Lexa's cheeks. She then kissed her chastely only to have Aris snort uncomfortably. With one last peck Clarke walked away to give them a moment of privacy. Aris appeared perplexed. She nuzzled Lexa's elbow and turned her head from where Clarke was to Lexa again.
"I know, I know, you're going home soon," Lexa told her, and Aris snorted. Aris' back paw came up to her ear and scratched an itch there.
"Aris," Lexa tried to get her attention. The dragon shook her ears and looked at Lexa expectantly. "I can't go with you," She admitted. Aris rubbed her lips together. Lexa approached her and hugged her tightly. The animal sniffed and whined sounding doubtful.
"I need to go home, and you can't come with me," Lexa whimpered. She looked at Aris, "I'm sorry, girl," Aris felt Lexa's distress and sorrow. She nosed her arms, looking for affection.
"I want you to know that it's got nothing to do with you, you're such a good girl. Marcus will take good care of you," Aris didn't like what she was hearing. "I'm so sorry baby," Lexa cried, and Aris whined.
"I love you," Lexa whispered and hugged her tightly again.
She kept herself there for a few more minutes until Clarke came back and then told Aris, "May we meet again," Aris understood this was goodbye and she yipped anxiously. "I'm sorry,"
Aris cried angrily and followed Lexa, but the brunette turned around and hushed her. She lifted her hand up and told her to stay put. Quickly Clarke petted the dragon who shrieked at her. Clarke tried again and this it appeared to be calming the dragon down enough for Lexa to pet her one last time.
"You are such a good girl," Lexa reassured. "And I love you, and we will meet again someday, in a different life perhaps," Lexa continued, but Aris cried. Lexa sighed and turned on her heels.
"I'll be back soon okay?" Clarke told Lexa hoping to cut the goodbye short would take away some of their sufferings. Lexa nodded and before she could watch Clarke fly away she climbed back up and through the yellow mass meeting Caius.
"Back so soon?" He asked, but it didn't sound like a question, it was as if he had already known.
"How far do your visions go?" Lexa asked while she closed the hatch. Caius raised his eyebrows and lifted his shoulders slowly.
"That my child is up to the Spirit. You should know that better than anyone, even me," He told her and Lexa flushed because it felt like she had neglected that side for so long.
It didn't last more than 5 minutes before Clarke had reached the camp. She had flown up high and realized where she was soon enough. She realized she could make the journey back by foot, which offered her some comfort. She couldn't bear saying goodbye to Pol or Aris so close to the border. She was also nowhere near the Falls, which was also comforting as she would not have to deal with any of local interference on her way back.
When she landed, it was barely dawn. She wondered if anyone had even realized they had been gone all night.
By the time she reached her parents' tent, she had prepared herself to face anything they might throw at her. She knew her mother had probably ignored the conversation they had had so many years ago now. Now and then, when her father would look at her in a sad manner, she thought that is what he was remembering, that she would be leaving them one day.
She met one of their guards, who nodded at her before opening the flap to their tent. She stepped inside and dusted off her clothes.
"Mom?" She whispered in the dark and stepped forward. "Mom?" She said a bit louder this time waking her mother.
"Clarke? What is it?" She asked and then slapped Jake's bicep, "Wake up, Jake," She hissed as if already knowing why Clarke had entered their tent this early.
Clarke carefully sat down on their bed and waited for her father grogginess to pass. With one last yawn, he asked, "What is it, honey?"
Clarke looked down and closed her eyes before taken one more breath and saying, "It's time," Even though she only spoke two simple words it enticed a rash set of expressions on her parents' faces.
"I'm sorry," She whispered. Her father appeared to be lost for words, but where he lacked her mother made up for.
"Hang on! Wait." She sat up on the bed and grabbed Clarke's wrist. "Explain yourself. You can't just come in here and tell us you're leaving. Where are you going? How did you even find out?" Abby ranted, but there was an anxious tone to her voice. She was like a caged animal trying desperately to reach out.
"We passed the Falls, mom," With those words, Abby almost slapped her daughter.
"Are you crazy?" She hissed.
"She recognized them!" Clarke defended, "And-"
"And you love her, so you will just get yourself killed and be done with it. Unbelievable! I cannot believe I let that girl-"
"Abby," Jake intervened before Abby said something she did not mean and would certainly regret. "Go on, Clarke,"
"She found a way to go home, and I'd like to go with her," Clarke decided she wouldn't say anything about the city or the bonding ritual. That would've been too much for them.
"Where is it?"
"Beyond the Falls, it's a different world entirely. We're not supposed to cross it," Clarke said seriously because she didn't want her parents thinking they could. "We almost didn't make it, but then we managed," Clarke tried to explain, but she knew she was too vague.
"You can't cross it, okay?" She insisted. "Promise me you won't," She demanded and that's when Jake's demeanor turned to suspicion.
"Why?" Resonated in the crisp morning air.
"Because it's not safe for you. It's hard to explain." Clarke hung her head and hoped her parents would just abide by her wishes. "Please," She added, but no response came. Clarke expected her mother to tell her she was crazy, that she would be going nowhere, but all she found were two sad pairs of eyes.
"Okay, baby," Jake answered, but Abby remained quiet. Her cheeks were bright red as if she was holding in all her objections. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked away and nodded. It wasn't like Abby to remain quiet, which is what worried Clarke most. Her mother was acting out of character, and she was by consequence showing how traumatic this was for her.
"I'm so sorry mom," Clarke whispered and grasped her hand. "It won't be forever," She lied. "And I'll be safe, I promise." She vowed. In all truthfulness, Abby knew this day was coming the minute she had found out about the two girls' relationship. She had watched Lexa from the minute she had arrived at Arkadia and knew the girl was waiting to leave and find her home. It was probably why she was most reluctant to accept their relationship in the first place. The fact that Lexa broke a law or two was of no interest to her, that was Jake's problem. He always had his principles. It was the prospect to see her daughter broken hearted or to see her daughter leave that worried her, and rightly so as here she was saying goodbye to the person she never wanted to part ways with.
"How can I be sure if it's not me protecting you?" Abby voiced eventually and in return received a hug from Clarke.
"I love you, mom," Clarke exclaimed in a whisper. Abby quickly reciprocated the gesture as well as the words.
Abby also asked, "When do you leave?"
"Now," Clarke answered then looked at Jake whose face had fallen deeply into an anguished expression. He as well knew this day was coming and had accepted it a long time ago. It was why he had started training and accepting Marcus Kane as a possible future leader. What he saw in his daughter was a restlessness that could not be contained. He knew he would make her unhappy had he tried. This was the opportunity for Clarke to truly be happy, even if he could not see it. He had accepted that. What worried him most was how Abby would cope. He remembered their first conversation about it all too well, all those years ago.
"She'll leave, you know that right?" Abby screamed at him as she paced around in their bedroom. They had caught Lexa sneaking out of Clarke's bedroom only a few hours before and had sat the two teenagers down.
"Babe, she's seventeen-"
"That's not the point. This is Lexa, a kid who has had her bags packed from the first night she slept here. You know that!" Abby hissed.
"What does that have to do with Clarke?"
"Really? Are you serious right now? You don't see Clarke sneaking off to get those damn islands on a map. Her temperament, her stubbornness- and did you not see the way she looked at this girl? I've never-" Abby roamed her hands through her hair. Clarke was in love, but she was seventeen. So what did she even know about love? There had to be a way to keep her.
"Maybe it won't last." Jake offered weakly though he knew Clarke. The blonde never did anything half way.
"Maybe," Abby whispered. "But what if it does?" Abby questioned sounding terrified. "And what if Lexa leaves? She'll go with her. She will-" Abby was breathing in shaky breaths as thick drops rolled out of her eyes and around her cheeks. "Jake-" She whimpered.
"Okay, okay," He wrapped his arms around his wife, "That won't happen."
"You don't believe that," Abby told him stubbornly. Jake sighed and shook his head. No, he didn't, not really.
"Maybe if we told her she couldn't see her?" Abby tried, but she saw Jake's expression. Yeah, that would definitely not work, and they would lose Clarke only quicker. "So what do we do then?"
"Hope it won't come to that," Jake admitted though he hadn't thought it over.
But it had, they had lasted, and it had come to that. It had been clear the minute Clarke had suggested their trip last year. There was nothing left to do but to offer their support so they could keep some sort of hope Clarke would come back someday. To hope that it wouldn't last long. To hope.
"We'll miss you," He revealed and hugged both Abby and Clarke close.
Before Clarke left, she visited the stables and had a long conversation with Pol. Pol wasn't a dragon to show many emotions, but that time, she did. She whined softly, and her ears drooped a little. Clarke expressed how sorry she was and hugged the dragon for so long. After that she made Pol and Aris promise that they would take care of each other and she promised they would meet again. Clarke couldn't imagine seeing any of this ever again and told herself she would come back at some point. She would find a way to travel back and forth. She would.
She said goodbye to her parents one final time and didn't dare to look back when she started making the journey back. What she would have seen had she looked back were two distraught figures, keeping their eyes on her until she completely disappeared in the rural landscape. The minute Clarke went Abby turned on her heels and started walking away quickly.
"Abby-" Jake called after her, but she held up her hand.
"Don't." She said almost accusingly as if it had been his fault that Clarke had left.
Clarke was grateful for the easy path to what had looked like an old tree grove that debouched into a half circle of oak trees, where the trees bent over and created a shelter with their branches. As she had flown to the camp, she had kept a good eye on how to get there by foot.
After a good hour, she reached it but had to look for the yellow colored mist. It appeared to materialize the closer she got to the trees. She realized it must've been accustomed to her. This was crazy. All the new information she had collected over the last 12 hours was barely being processed. Clarke was a practical person, a scientific person and there was nothing scientific about this, or perhaps not something she could understand just yet. Then again, she never did figure out how dragons managed to fly. Clarke sighed right before she attempted at entering the yellow mass and looked behind her one more time. She touched the bark of the crusty tree as if to imprint her world onto her so she wouldn't forget it. Lexa's world might be completely different. Who knew?
Then after a few minutes of trying to hold on to the distinct smell and touch of her surroundings, she finally entered the yellow mass and was propelled right under the hatch that would lead into the hall where she would find Caius and Lexa leaning over a large book.
When the latch hit the stones of the floor, Lexa looked down quickly and found Clarke's eyes. Her heart felt suddenly lighter now that Clarke had returned. Lexa had been afraid she wouldn't.
"Hey," She voiced, and Clarke smiled sadly. Lexa walked over and helped her up. When Clarke had her two feet on the ground, Lexa held onto her a little longer. Long enough to attain the comfort she wanted and short enough she wouldn't create an awkward circumstance.
"Are you okay?" She asked under her breath, and Clarke nodded.
"I was speaking to Caius, and the ceremony would be tonight at twilight officiated by him, are you okay with that?" Lexa asked and finally Clarke graced her with a smile. The thought of the ceremony gave her some solace in the sadness she felt.
"Yeah," She breathed sounding almost at ease, which enticed a similar feeling inside Lexa's chest.
A few hours later Caius and H were engaged in hushed conversation, meant to stay away from prying ears.
"Do you really think they are it?" H questioned for the fifth time that day.
"I do, and you should take my word for it." Caius scolded him yet again. H's ears burned bright red yet again.
"I really mean no disrespect, I just-" He stuttered.
"When a prophecy materializes it does not feel like it." Caius placed a hand on H's shoulder. H was quite young compared to Caius, and new to the order. He had climbed the ranks and attained a prestigious place but still had a lot to learn. He had a natural talent as a guardian and had earned his place, but he had not acquired the skill of sight. Caius, the oldest member of the order, and one of the first guardians of the border had perfected the skill, which is why his opinion was so highly regarded.
"Caius is right H," Quadra, who had turned the corner, voiced.
"I just didn't realize they would be this young either." H argued.
"The spirit works in mysterious ways and Alexandria is part Spirit. We should not underestimate her importance." Quadra insisted.
"I do not! It is-"
"Clarke," Caius interjected, finally voicing what H wanted to say. He didn't have an issue with Lexa crossing back to her world. He had a problem with Clarke following her, and bonding to Lexa. For by bonding with Lexa, Clarke would be bonding with the Spirit too. "You may not see it now, but there is a reason why we I support this union. She needs to go with Lexa,"
"Why?" H asked. He couldn't understand. She wasn't necessary to repair balance. If anything, she would only upset it, even with a union. The world in itself may keep their balance for now, but in the long run, her absence in Arkadia and her presence by Lexa's side would have its influence, which may not be favorable. On top of everything, her new bond to the Spirit within Lexa may upset their universe in a way that could not be restored.
"She's important," H agreed. "But to Arkadia not to-"
"Time will tell all," Caius replied, not being allowed to say more. The Spirit bound his word and kept him from disclosing too much. "Trust time," He stated and reminded H of a lesson he had been taught as a novice. He breathed in deeply and nodded.
"Yes, Master," He replied. "Surely though her bond to the spirit within Lexa is dangerous?"
"Perhaps, but the Spirit appears to be favorable of this bond," Caius replied, and H growled mentally. He did not have a connection with the Spirit as Caius did so he could do nothing but take his word for it. Caius was an old man. He was wise, but he was known to lose his mind from time to time.
H looked at Quadra, but she appeared to be agreeing with Caius, and he found himself in the minority. Only one other member of the order shared his doubts, and it was two against nine. He had to concede, especially because of his age and lack of wisdom.
"Very well," He conceded. He still did not agree but had no choice.
Lexa entered their room after having showered but couldn't spot Clarke. Then she spotted the open window, and as she was towel drying her hair she followed what she hoped to be Clarke onto a balcony? Lexa did not remember this room having one, and as she approached the window, it didn't reach the ground, yet it was open and large enough to climb through. She popped her head out of the window, and there she spotted Clarke below, sitting on a large looking crystal that had seemingly grown out of the building and created a tree-like thick branch. One leg swung lightly on the left side as the blonde appeared to be in deep thought.
Lexa reached down and brushed the side of Clarke's head, right behind her ear. The gesture startled Clarke a little and made the girl look up. She grinned when she watched Lexa look down upon her.
"You know that isn't the safest thing to do?" Lexa scolded playfully.
"It's pretty here," Clarke shrugged nonchalantly, and that's when Lexa finally looked up. The sunset created a strange landscape across the crystals who before looked blue and green, now looked golden and sparkled even more than before. There were also shades of red that reflected seemingly from the sky above, even though the sky in itself was barely visible.
Lexa pushed on Clarke's shoulder a little, indicating for her to shuffle forward so Lexa could join her.
"It is," She whispered as she dragged Clarke between her legs and kissed her neck chastely. She breathed in the blonde's smell, as well as the smell of the shampoo the blond had just used, and finally allowed her head to rest against the wall behind her.
"Last chance to back out," She voiced as she kept her eyes on shimmering crystals that sculpted the landscape. She followed the falling water all the way to the small creeks it sprouted out in. Clarke turned around with furrowed brows and shook her head. Even though there was some truth in Lexa's words, there was a small smirk dying to come out at the bottom of her lips. One that Clarke had noticed and in return the blonde shoved Lexa's shoulder lightly.
"Don't even start," She scowled at her girlfriend and soon to be wife. Soon to be wife resonated in Clarke's mind and still seemed surreal. She didn't feel like a wife or like wife material. Perhaps one never did feel like it?
"I love you," Lexa murmured but didn't move her eyes from the landscape. She knew the smile she would create, though. And easily enough Clarke chuckled and dragged Lexa's eyes back to her by pulling on Lexa's chin.
"I love you too," Clarke said almost disapprovingly. It was as if something in Lexa's voice, whether that was the tone or what she had said had amused Clarke in one way or another. She kissed her quickly before snuggling into her and enjoying this oddly looking sunset, and that did not even have a sun that was setting. It only had a reflection of what would be a sunset. It was a mirror of a sunset fragmented in different crystals and water spots.
They watched the colors turning from golden red to amber, and back to blue and green. The minute the particular bright shimmers died, they knew it was almost time and Clarke's stomach knotted together unexpectedly. She was nervous, and her whole body tensed, which as expected Lexa noticed.
"It's going to be okay," Lexa whispered and kissed Clarke's neck. She knew they would come looking for them, so she helped Clarke up and climb through the window. Afterward, Clarke helped Lexa by pulling her through the window. Lexa's feet hadn't even dropped to the ground before a knock sounded on the door.
"Enter," Lexa stated regally as if she had been doing it all her life.
"It's time," A woman, neither Lexa nor Clarke had seen before. They knew what she meant, though, so they both nodded and followed her out to where H, Caius and what were most likely several other order members were waiting.
"Ready?" Caius asked warmly. Clarke looked at Lexa and nodded.
"Ready," Lexa answered for them both.
Notes:
So yeah I know it's been ages. You'd think being jobless would make me want to write a lot but it basically makes me tired and depressed. Who knew rejection had that power lol. Anyways I hope you enjoy this still, this chapter wasn't easy to write and neither was the next one but I hope to have it updated by next week!
Thank you for all the kudos and comments! They mean the world to me.
See you next time folks!