Hatred into Love

Spoilers: All Season 1 and Season 2 of the 100; Spoilers from San Diego Comic Con The 100 Panel

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Clarke woke to the sounds of Trigedasleng being spoken loudly, commands being thrown around but despite the noise outside the tent she focused on the soft breaths beside her. Opening her eyes she pulled back to see Lexa resting beside her, soft breaths causing the woman's chest to rise and fall gently. Clarke looked at her hand to see it sandwiched between Lexa's arm and wrist, the woman's grip on her own wrist light and soft. She took a minute to look at Lexa, the calmness of her face was rare to see and not for the first time the blond found herself driven towards lust at the beauty the woman held.

"Starring is considered rude." Lexa's voice was soft as she turned her head and opened her eyes to look at Clarke. A quirk of her lips told the blond that she was more amused than angered. "Did you sleep well Clarke?"

The blond groaned as she snuggled back into the fur, putting her forehead back against Lexa's arms. "Sleep more…"

A soft chuckle escaped the brunette as she let go of Clarke's wrist and sat up gently, "rest ai kwin and I shall wake you when necessary." Clarke felt the back of Lexa's fingers run against her cheek.

"Not your queen." It was mumbled but Lexa leaned down to kiss the edge of Clarke's mouth.

"Your people mock you and call you princess but they are wrong to call you such. You are no princess, you are a queen chosen by the gods." Lexa rose and pulled the fur up to Clarke's shoulder. "You may not be mine but you are a queen and thus is why I call you such."

Lexa walked through the village after dressing and saw that daily life continued. Training warriors fought in the small arena, women returned from the stream with the washing and the smoke hut was in full production. The union would occur at midday and life continued until that point, when the village would celebrate in the aftermath. Indra stood watching the training and she quickly took her place beside the woman, nodding to Octavia as the girl stood beside Indra. It wasn't hard to see the difference the child in her was making, her face had some fullness and she no longer wore the tight clothes of a warrior, her top a loose black material that would allow for the growth of the child.

"Your people arrived during the night Octavia, your brother among them." She looked to the girl as girl watched the training. "Perhaps you would prefer to sit with them during the union celebrations."

Octavia looked to her and nodded, "mochof Heda."

"Abby of the Sky People has inquired of Wanheda repeatedly through the morning." Indra spoke gruffly, clearly unamused with Abby's actions.

"Wanheda rests, her people command her actions and do not give her freedom she requires. During her time here she will be who she is, answering to none."

Octavia yelled at one of the warriors, clearly unamused with his tactics as he fell to the ground like a child. Lexa found herself amused that the young fledgling warrior would berate those who'd been in battle longer because they abandoned common sense. She suspected the child below the girl's heart gave her the boldness to do so when she wouldn't have dared before. Birthing a warrior would cement her within their clan, she'd be honored like all other mothers who birthed children to warriors of status.

"Commander!" Lexa suppressed the urge to roll her eyes when she heard Abby yelling for her as the woman walked towards the training arena.

She turned to look at the woman, "Abby of the Sky People, I assume you slept well? I had my best furs given to your people so you would be comfortable."

"Where is my daughter, Indra refuses to tell me anything."

"She still rests."

Abby fixed her jaw, "she should have been up at sunrise, she can't sleep forever."

"She sleeps as long as she sleeps." Lexa turned back to Indra and nodded to her before turning away and walking towards her tent.

Abby caught up with her and grabbed her arm, she stopped and stared at the hand that grasped her. The woman before her seemed to understand and dropped her hand, "either you wake her Commander or I will."

"You do not make demands in my village Abby, I am tolerant of you for Clarke's sake but do not mistake my tolerance for acceptance. You are a guest here and you will behave accordingly or you will be escorted back to your camp." With that she moved into the tent with a single look at the guard at the door, he gave a subtle not to understand that Abby wasn't to follow her in.

Clarke woke to a hand on her shoulder and opened her eyes to see Lexa sitting beside her in her light armor. She blinked before sitting up slowly, yawning into her hand as she did. Lexa said nothing as she slipped behind the blond to fix the braids that had loosened. Allowing the brunette to fix her hair, Clarke took a few minutes to allow herself to wake up.

"What time is it?"

"The sun is midway between rising and full height, I only wake you because your mother makes demands of me and I tire of her." Lexa removed her hands from the blond strands and stood up beside the bed. "If you do not speak with her I will have no choice but to take her tongue as she borders on insolence."

The blond groaned and looked up at the woman beside her, "that's one way to wake someone up. Threatening to take their mother's tongue will definitely get them out of bed." She put her feet on the floor of the tent and stood up. "Good morning to you too."

Lexa gave a soft smile and leaned in to kiss the corner of Clarke's mouth. "Good morning." She pulled away and moved towards the central part of the tent. "I shall have a bath drawn for you if you would like?"

"No, I'll just go to the river. Ryder knows to keep his distance and besides, I need the cold water to fully wake me up so I can deal with my mother."

"As you wish." Lexa merely went back to her maps and Clarke disappeared out of the tent to find her belongings so she could go to the river to bathe.

Clarke found Raven and Wick in the tent with Bellamy and a brunette woman. They were all speaking as the brunette applied ink to Raven's arm, it was the temporary type used in celebrations or so Lexa told her the night before. It was common for the women of the clan to apply temporary ink to their arms and face before celebrations. She walked past them till she reached the empty bed that held the bear fur she knew was Lexa's, on top of the fur was her bag. Grabbing it she started out of the tent but was quickly called back by Raven.

"Hey Clarke, you should see what Echo did to my arm."

Clarke turned around and headed back over, looking at the flames that danced up Raven's arms from her elbows. "That's impressive."

The brunette woman stood and nodded her head to Clarke. "It is an honor to meet you Wanheda, I am Echo of the Ice Nation."

"Bellamy's told me a lot about you, thank you for your help at the mountain."

Echo took a step towards her and lowered her head, "know I wish you no harm, I am not like my people who want your head."

"Actually I think your queen wants my head not your people." Clarke looked at her and saw all three behind her go wide-eyed. "We'll talk later, I'm heading to the river to bathe."

Raven stood up, "my leg could use a good soak."

"I will have to reapply the ink if water touches it before it dries." Echo stated and Raven waved her off.

"You should come too, all of us girls could use some time away from the guys." Raven looked at Echo, "besides, Bellamy hasn't seen you after a bath so he might appreciate it more."

Bellamy rolled his eyes and moved over to Echo, touching her arm. "Ignore Raven, I'll take you bath or no bath."

"Of course you would." Raven smirked, "you're so love struck with her it makes you seem pathetic."

Echo looked at Clarke, "if you do not mind Wanheda, may we join you?"

"If you don't mind my guard hanging back at the tree line and before you ask Raven, it's Ryder."

"He seems cool and besides," she motioned to her body, "it's not like I don't have anything he probably hasn't seen before since modesty seems to not be a high priority in Grounder culture."

Bellamy shook his head, "just don't proposition him like you attempted to with the Commander."

Echo turned sharply, "you offered yourself to Heda?"

"I just said I'd do her, I didn't actually offer." Raven shrugged, "she's hot and she probably would be fun in bed."

Clarke chuckled and smirked slightly, "I'd actually like to see what she has to say if you did offer yourself."

The river was beautiful and calm, Clarke set her bag down on a nearby rock and started to shed her clothes. She didn't bother with modesty as the only ones there were Raven, Echo and Octavia, the fledgling warrior had caught them heading out of the camp with Ryder and wordlessly joined their little outing. The sound of Raven shrieking at the cold water made all three of them laugh.

"That's freezing!"

Echo swam in the water and looked at the mechanic, "the waters in my clan's land are twice as cold as the ones we are in. To me the water is rather warm and enjoyable."

Clarke slipped into the water but was careful of her hair, she'd tied it up before she'd gotten in the river. Octavia sat on the river bank, clearly not interested at getting in the water at that point. She sharpened her sword instead with the black stone that most of the warriors used to sharpen all their blades. Swimming to the edge of the river, Clarke looked at Octavia and was met by softer eyes then had been present days before.

"Hey, I heard you and Lincoln are expecting a baby."

Octavia nodded, "I'm almost four months, post-battle celebration baby."

Clarke smiled at her, "I'm happy for you two, you deserve to have a family and be happy."

The warrior put her stuff down and bit her lip before speaking. "I was pissed at you for what you did but I finally see the bigger picture Clarke, knowing what you did in the mountain. I'm sorry I didn't see it before." She sheathed her sword and smirked, "I'm not going to just act like everyone else and think of you as some chosen leader."

"Good, I don't want you too." Clarke sighed and shrugged, "I mean I have an entire clan doing it already, I don't want my friends doing it too."

She leaned forward slightly and examined Clarke's tattoo, "did that hurt?"

"I'm pretty sure you'd be able to handle a tattoo." She nodded to Octavia's leg, "especially after everything you've endured with that leg."

"I've been thinking of it, Lincoln and Indra won't let me get kill marks so I was thinking of getting a small tattooed mark for each kill."

Clarke turned at another shriek from Raven and saw Echo bush her down, clearly Raven had thrown water at the warrior as her previously dry hair was soaked. Eventually Echo let Raven go and the woman sputtered as she looked angry as ever. Swimming over, Clarke was thankful the river wasn't deep as she'd accepted she'd have to swim when she'd been in Osa's village. She'd been taken to the river and the woman had practically pushed her in when she hadn't wanted to get in, Clarke had needed a bath badly and all around her knew it at the time.

"Who did your braids?" Echo asked curiously, seeing Clarke's braid as she swam around to prevent a war between the warrior and Raven.

"What's wrong with my braids?" Clarke got the idea that Echo brought the question up as a serious topic not as a compliment, the woman's tone and eyes were enough of an indication.

Echo merely looked at her, "the designs are one of Kwin not Heda. Your braids should fall in the direction of the ground not circle your head as if you are wearing a crown. Whoever did them does not see you as Wanheda but as a kwin, a dangerous act because to be named kwin is to put you above Heda."

Clarke had to hold her tongue as she wanted to tell Echo not to worry, that Lexa did them but something told her that would create more chaos than normal. Instead she realized that she should speak to the woman who'd shared her bed the night before she turns the village and clans upside down. Lexa calling her 'kwin' in the privacy of the tent was one thing but announcing to the entire clan her intent to break her vows again, especially for a sky girl, was extremely dangerous. As often as she was angry with Lexa, she cared very much for the woman and didn't want her uprooting her entire clan and possibly endangering her life.

"I'll take care of it, I don't want the village in chaos over something as simple as my braids."

Echo nodded, "let me know if you require the application of force for the one guilty."

A sharp whistle made Clarke look over to see Ryder standing a few feet from the shore. Keeping herself under the water, Clarke made her way over and looked at the man. "What's wrong Ryder?"

"The trades from the east have arrived and with them the leader of the Boat People. Heda states she is eager to meet you and reminds you diplomacy does not always allow time for one's self."

Clarke narrowed her eyes, "tell the messenger to tell Heda that she can take her lessons and shove them up her ass. I'll be there when I get done, no sooner."

Ryder nodded, "I shall inform Heda that you will arrive when you are finished." He turned quickly and Clarke knew most of her messages were reworded so Ryder didn't find himself on Lexa's wrong side.

Octavia chuckled and smirked slightly as Clarke looked over at her. "I get the idea that he often only relays half your messages because he'd loose his tongue if he actually said what you asked him to."

"Shof op!" Clarke splashed water at Octavia and the girl moved back before the water hit her.

Clarke wore her blue dress, cloak and had allowed her hair to fall as it had been when she'd woken up. Walking into the camp, she received more nods than she wanted but she said nothing and was thankful no one bowed to her like they did occasionally with Lexa. Walking towards Lexa's tent, she left the three other girls to talk about weapons and their effectiveness. Ryder left her side once she was at the entrance of Lexa's tent and disappeared as he often did until she required him, how he found her she was still unsure of.

Entering the tent she saw Lexa entertaining a woman that was about the age of her mother. Both turned to look at her as she entered, Lexa rose and walked to her with soft eyes and a slight smile on her face. "Clarke, come and meet Luna of the Boat People."

"You and I are going to have a talk later about your messages." She hissed and Lexa gave her a nod along with a quirk of her lips, meaning she was partially amused.

Luna rose and Clarke took in her blue eyes and black locks of hair that hung around her instead of in braids. She nodded to Clarke and held out her arm, the blond embraced the woman's arm as she had with Anya months before. "I have heard much about you Clarke of the Sky People, Wanheda to the clans."

"I have heard nothing of you Luna, for that I apologize on behalf of Trigeda and Heda."

The woman chuckled and nodded, dropping her arm. "Do not apologize, you fought a war and I was not among those that sent warriors as my clan was busy repairing our broken ships that suffered during a storm. You had no reason to know of me and as for being told, Alexandria does not tell others of the clans unless she wishes to."

"Alexandria?" Clarke looked over at Lexa, "I thought your name was Lexa?"

"You perceive that because that is the name I gave Marcus when we first met. I did not attempt to dissuade your people from calling me anything other than Lexa so there is no fault." She moved over to Clarke, "I much prefer Lexa to Alexandria so I told those around me not to correct you."

Luna chuckled at that and shook her head, "I can see that Maxim was right, you have chosen well with Heda kom Skaikru. We are lucky that the writings state that you and Wanheda are as destined as Forsa and Aven."

"Excuse me…" Clarke turned to Lexa and the brunette moved closer to her.

"Clarke I ask you reserve your anger until we are alone." She looked into blue eyes with a pleading that Clarke rarely saw. "We will speak but now is not the time."

Figuring that it was the closest Lexa could come to begging she decided to just nod and look back at Luna. "If you'll excuse me, I have to show my mother the healing tent as she mentioned wanting to see it." Clarke just gave Lexa a glare as she left.

A/N: Uh oh, after a wonderful evening and morning Lexa finds herself once again in hot water with Clarke.

Next: Lexa reveals the truth about what was said in Polis and everyone does attend the union ceremony (finally).

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