Fact : Out of all her team members, Alessa cares about Kalev and Laryn the most.
I don't own The 100.
It was early in the morning when Clarke had woken up, trying to figure out what the grounders have Jasper for his pain. She hadn't woke anyone yet as they all needed as much sleep as possible - Alessa's training was putting them in shape at a alarming rate, but it was taking its toll on all of them. She spent every second she could practicing alongside Octavia under Alessa's direct supervision and the result were astonishing - now that they were fed well and had a real teacher all of the 100 were much healthier, they put on muscles most of them needed making them look more "like grounders" as the elder woman called them.
"You'll fry your brain one of this days, kiddo. I swear you worry more than the Commander and she has to deal with tons more stupid people..."
She laughed "Someone has to. I can't let you deal with all this alone."
Alessa chuckled "I had my share of teenagers, I can deal with most of them. Now, what's on your mind this time?"
Clarke sighed "Jasper - he's really going to die, isn't he?" She turned to the brunette "What they gave him must've had antibiotics in it, but now, whatever it was, it's wearing off. We have to find more of it."
"Clarke- " she started before shacking her head "His wound is infected and, from the looks of it, it's already spreading. Without proper care he won't make it. You are a amazing doctor kid, but you didn't have time to adapt."
"Then we bring someone who knows." the blonde replied as she got to her feet "You must know someone who can help. I can keep him alive a few more days if I find more of that stuff, enough time for you to bring someone."
Her jaw tensed - bringing someone meant a possibility of exposure of both her and whoever she can bring from Trikru and, with Lexa's life already in danger, her being found would result in her sister's death... Trikru was out of the question, yet she could let the boy die without trying. She began rubbing her temples - there was someone she could bring, but nothing could promise a good outcome.
"There is someone, but there are some conditions." the blonde nodded eagerly "No one is to ask anything about her, not even her name. No one will speak to her except us, Monty and Octavia. And if Bellamy so much as looks at her in the wrong way I'll- "
"OK, whatever you want. How soon can you bring her?"
"We should be back by tomorrow if I leave in the next hour."
They chatted a while longer before Alessa left - the road was long and she didn't have much time, but she managed. Convincing her to come was another thing, she was as stubborn as ever and her brother wasn't of much help.
"They are outsiders, they tortured you when you were little! I refuse to help them after everything they did." the girl stated coldly.
The girl was much younger than Alessa, slimmer too as she was not trained as a warrior, but she could hold herself in combat. She was calm under the woman's glare. At 17 years old, the girl was almost as tall as Alessa, with dark brown hair, and green eyes as striking as the woman's. She stood confident alongside her brother.
"They are kids, sis. They didn't do anything wrong - they were sent here to die. Please, let us help them." her brother pleaded.
He was younger, 16, but towered over both girls easily. His hair was a lighter shade of brown, almost blonde, and his blue eyes, much like his sister's, showed wisdom and maturity beyond their years. But, like most times, the two were almost extremes - when she wanted to leave, he wanted to stay, when she didn't want to get involved, he dived right in just like now as they continued to argue.
"Enough! They need help and they are friends. Please, Ryn. They are kids, just like you. They can be taught our ways. Don't let me down, kiddo - the boy did nothing to deserve death."
The young girl sighed "Fine, but Kalev is coming with me and I don't want to be bothered."
Alessa smiled as the girl continued to glare at her brother all the way back - those two were by far the most interesting and troublesome pair she ever met, but she loved them nonetheless. They were quick and some of the most instinct based people she met in 15 years. But, despise them trusting instinct over logic, they were raised as analytic minds just like her. She laughed at their attics, 7 years and they hadn't change one bit. Her mood always picked up when they were around, but this time it didn't - too many things could go wrong and too much was at stake.
WITH CLARKE
She was pacing inside Alessa's tent - Jasper was better, but she wasn't sure she could keep him alive much longer.
"Calm down Clarke, she'll be here. It's barely been two days..."
Clarke sighed "It's not only that, O. What if she was found? Or attacked by something and is dying? Or-"
The blonde's mind was a mess - barely two days have passed and the camp was in chaos. Jasper, although a little better, was far from recovered. Bellamy was taking advantage of the brunette's absence to be vocal about her working with the grounders to kill them. Most didn't believe him, but the simple possibility, alongside Atom's death, struck uneasiness into everyone.
"Alessa's a badass - I even doubt anything out there could scare her! Plus, Jasper is getting better and the camp finally feels safe."
"Octavia is right, Alessa can take care of herself just fine. Worrying won't do you any good."
Clarke nodded slowly as she relaxed - they were right, Alessa was feared for a reason and she has had witnessed that reason many times.
"Please, like that's the reason she's so worried about our favourite grounder..." Octavia started smirking "Our princess is worried about losing her sexy 'friend'."
The blonde stared at the younger girl, mouth agape and eyes wide open - she was blushing furiously. Monty and Octavia began to laugh.
"We're not- I'm not- She's not- What the hell, O? We're just friends."
"Yeah, that's the fucking problem - 'just' friends. Griffin is so obvious you like the girl, even Bell noticed. And that says a lot."
"I have to agree with her, Clarke. Your...infatuation with her is fairly obvious."
Clarke growled "I don't feel like that about her."
O struggled "I didn't say you did, I said that you think she's hot. Trust me Griffin, half the camp agrees with you - that woman sure is nice to look at."
"She's not something to ogle at, O-" the blonde started as soon as the younger girl finished.
"You're just saying that because you like her."
"I don't like her like that, O. I admit - she is beautiful, but I don't have feelings for her."
"But you'd sleep with her if she wanted to."
Clarke turned bright red and looked down. Yes, she thought Alessa was very good looking, yes, there is some tension between them, but it wasn't anything romantic and Clarke knew that very well. She cared about the brunette - hell, she considered her 'family'.
"Can we please talk about something else?" She finally said, still blushing.
Right when O was about to reply, Miller came in and announced Alessa's return unharmed. Clarke smiled widely, previous embrasement forgotten, as she ran outside.
Alessa was glaring coldly at everyone who dared looking at the newcomers - a boy and a girl, as she kept them within arm's reach. Both, dressed from head to toe in black, were studying the crowd around them - probably looking for any sign of danger.
Clarke took a couple of second to look at them, but dismissed how tense they all were and almost threw herself onto the older woman. She felt Alessa tense, but relaxed immediately before hugging her tightly. The blonde sighed in content as she buried her face in the woman's shoulder - Alessa was safe, she came back to them.
"Missed you too, kiddo." She whispered in her ear.
Clarke shivered and moved as close as she could before muttering "You're late, idiot..."
The brunette laughed and pressed a light kiss on the blonde's temple. She felt someone's gaze linger on her, but ignored it. Kalev, on the other hand, didn't. He turned and gave his best glare at the guy- it wasn't nearly as scary as Alessa's, but it did the trick, the boy dropped his head down and entered a nearby tent.
"C'mon, princess, Jasper awaits. You two can make up the lost time later."
Clarke blushed, but was reluctant to pull away from the older woman. She felt safe with Alessa despise everything the brunette had told her - Alessa might be an assassin, but Clarke was certain she would never hurt her or those she cared about. She looked up to face the woman - she was talking to the young girl in trigedasleng, but looked down at her as soon as she felt Clarke's gaze and smiled widely.
"Alessa, you brought me here for a reason."
The brunette smirked and stepped away from Clarke "So now I'm 'Alessa'? That hurt, Laryn. But you're right, how's Jasper?"
"Better, not much, but it's a start."
Alessa nodded "Clarke, those are Laryn, the healer I told you about, and Kalev. He's here for her protection."
The blonde nodded, remembering Alessa's...warning?...about not bothering. From the corner of her eye she saw a very pissed Bellamy walking towards them, she sighed - this wasn't going to end well.
"Who the fuck are these two?" He demand as he got an inch away from the older woman.
Clarke saw Kalev tense and take a step forward to put some distance between them - his hand reaching for the axe.
"Clarke, take everyone to Jasper and wait for me."
And she did, without looking back. She trusted Alessa to deal with Bellamy, but she didn't like at all how she, most likely, will do it.
It took ten minutes for Clarke to understand the dynamics of the two - she was serious and he was the joker, another 15 for the two to feel bad and tell her their English names - Lauren and Kaleb. Another ten for Lauren to make sure Jasper will recover just fine. And half an hour for all of them to grow worried for the brunette.
She learned a lot about them and what Alessa means to both of them - they loved and admired here in a way she couldn't fully comprehend. It reminded her of her relationship with her father.
"Maybe we should go and help Alessa." Monty started unsure - he knew Bellamy wasn't a danger to Alessa, his gang on the other hand...
His idea, however, was shot down coldly by Lauren "We'd only be a burden."
This started a fight between her and Octavia. The girl voiced her disagreement and was about to become physical when Alessa finally stumbled inside - her hand was obviously broken and her lip was split.
"Why the long faces, kids?" She said smirking before collapsing.
I'm sorry for all the mistakes I made. This chapter is consistent, with a number of new developments - Alessa's and Clarke's moment, the two grounders and what they mean to our favourite grounder(so far), Alessa's injury. I tried to tie them all together, so please tell me what you think.