"They're sending in Bomb Squad. Raven's heading it, they'll be here soon." Lexa had just called in to HQ, explaining exactly what situation they were in, more so what situation Clarke was in. The brunette is currently standing just to the right side of Clarke, leaning carefully against the wall after making sure no more hidden switches or wires were in the way.
"Okay, I hope they get here soon, I'm not exactly in the best position, I mean, obviously nothing about this position is great, but I can already feel my leg burning from having to keep my weight on it." Lexa could hear the shakiness in the blonde's voice, she's afraid, obviously.
"It's going to be okay, Clarke. We're gonna get you out of this. You just have to hold on a little while longer. Raven will work her magic and she'll disarm this thing in no time."
"Lex, I need you to go when they get here, I-"
"Absolutely not. I'm not going anywhere." Lexa states firmly, cutting the blonde off.
"Lexa, please. I can't risk it, I can't risk you being here incase this thing goes off." Clarke is looking at her with desperately pleading eyes, but Lexa isn't backing down.
"No, Clarke. I'm not leaving you. I'm staying until Raven gets you out and we're going to walk back out of this building together. And then we're going to go to a bar and we're gonna drink lots of alcohol after having such a shitty day."
Clarke laughs slightly, but it comes out as half a whimper. Lexa can see the beads of sweat forming on her partners forehead, she's pale from the shock and her hands are shaking.
"Lex…If they can't get me out-"
"Don't say that…" The brunette rushes to cut her off. "…They're gonna get you out. Just-Just hold on, you're doing great, just hold on and-"
They're interrupted by the sound of several footsteps coming down the hallway outside the room. Raven appears, stepping gingerly into the room whilst her eyes dart from Clarke to Lexa, back to Clarke and down her body to her feet, the switch, the wires and the bomb.
"Hey Blondie, got yourself in quite the pickle here, huh?" the agent says as she carefully places her backpack on the floor, pulling out various tools.
"Yeah, you could say that Rae, I'm hoping you can work your special skills and help me out." Lexa can tell Clarke is trying to keep her tone light, but she can hear the strain.
"I'm going to do everything I can, I'm going to take a look at the bomb and then i'm going to kneel by your feet and try and get a good look at the switch. I need you to summon all your energy and strength and keep all your weight on that switch, okay?" Lexa can see the that Raven is trying to keep her face void of emotion, but she can see the concern she has for her friend in her eyes.
Clarke nods ever so slightly and Raven starts to inspect everything she had laid out to Clarke. Lexa can see Clarke's legs are shaking ever so slightly and she takes a step forward to give the blonde her hand to hold onto. The blonde takes the offered hand, carefully. Not wanting to move an inch, but grateful for the gesture.
Minutes must have passed before Raven let's out a frustrated growl. She stands, running her hand through her hair.
"FUCK"
Both Lexa and Clarke's eyes shoot over to Raven as she walks towards the doorway, whispering something to the rest of her squad who were currently evacuating the building. She walks back into the centre of the room and turns to look at them both a desperate look in her eyes.
"I…Clarke, FUCK. I'm sorry, I can't stop it, I can't disable it. I've never seen anything wired like this before. The only thing I can do is interrupt the signal between the switch and the bomb. It won't be a long interruption though, It'll stall for anywhere between 20 seconds to a few minutes. You'll have to make a run for it as soon as your foot leaves that switch." Raven is clearly frustrated and the distress at not being able to help her friend comes off of her in waves.
Lexa feels like she's going to throw up, violently. The chances of Clarke making it out in time before the bomb goes off are slim. Her heart is battering against her ribs at the thought of losing the blonde, whose hand has gripped her ever more tightly as Raven speaks. Before Lexa can offer any words, Clarke speaks up.
"Raven, it's okay. It's alright, if that's the only option we have, then that's what we'll do. Just set it up, tell me what to do and then get everyone out."
Clarke's voice is low and sure and Lexa is taken aback by the sudden change.
Raven nods sadly and then begins speaking into her radio, relaying what's going to happen to everyone outside.
Lexa feels Clarke squeeze her hand and she turns to her, looking into terrified, yet sure blue eyes, those beautiful blue eyes.
"That means you too, you have to go."
Lexa is horrified by the suggestion, there is no way in hell that she's leaving her partner.
"No! I'm not leaving you, I'm staying here with you, we're going to do this together." She watches as Clarke tightens her jaw and looks to Raven, they share a look and Raven nods to Clarke. Raven calls out to a few of the agent's from the Bomb Squad outside the door, three come in waiting for further instructions. Clarke suddenly drops Lexa's hand and looks away, Lexa only has a second to frown in confusion before she hears Raven speak again…
"Escort Agent Volkov out of the building and into the safety zone. Use force if needs be, I'm sure you'll have to." She says sadly, not being able to look at Lexa either.
Lexa retaliates instantly, trying to shrug out of the arms that grip her own.
"NO!" she shouts "NO! Clarke!…Clarke! No! Let me go!…Clarke! Let me stay with you! Clarke, please!" tears are running down her face as she's forcibly dragged out of the room, Clarke never meets her eyes. She struggles all the way out of the building, sheer terror taking over he body as she continues to struggle. She looks up at the building, all she can do now is wait.
Hearing Lexa scream out for her rips through her chest, but she can't have her here. She can't risk Lexa losing her life for her. Raven wastes no time in explaining to Clarke that all she has to do is literally step off the switch and run as fast as she can when it's time. Her friend kisses her cheek and squeezes her hand before she leaves the room.
So Clarke waits. She waits the full 10 minutes for Raven to exit the building. She waits a few more minutes, just to be sure. She thinks of Lexa. This must be Karma. she thinks. Clarke closes her eyes and thinks of long, thick wavy brown hair. She thinks of cocky smirks and smug laughs. She thinks of lop-sided smiles and not so subtle glances. She thinks of green eyes, beautiful, deep, incomparable green eyes. Her legs are shaking violently and her heart is racing, she can hear the pumping loud and hot in her head. She tries to slow her rapid breaths, she's got to step off this fucking thing now.
'CLICK'
The release of the switch as she steps of it the only sound in the building. She turns quickly and bolts out of the room, her legs falter slightly in their weakened state, but she pushes forward, running for her life…..literally. She slips as she rounds the corner to the apartment door and scrambles to her feet. She's out the door and running down the hallway…until she's not. She's not running anymore she's flying through the air as the bomb explodes behind her. She feels her body hit the wall and then it's lights out.
Raven had gone against Bureau rules and had called Octavia and Lincoln to let them know what was happening. They had raced to the scene and were now waiting anxiously along with Raven, Bellamy and Lexa.
A crowd had gathered and there's a chorus of gasps and screams as the explosion rips through the 9th floor. Glass flies through the air, littering the ground in front of them. Lexa bolts forward, but she's held back by Lincoln, Bellamy and Raven. She yells at them to let her go, but they don't release their grip. She's wild with worry, she just wants to find Clarke. Oh my god, what is she's….NO! don't think like that.
The wait as the Bomb Squad enter the building is excruciating. A fire crew follows and Lexa feels like she can't breathe fully, her chest is in a vice and her head is pounding. Her eyes flit wildly over the crew who are stepping out of the main entrance. Then she sees her. A fireman is carrying Clarke's limp body in his arms. And then Lexa feels the grip on her loosen and she's running, she's under the barrier tape and running towards Clarke as they place her on a waiting gurney. When she reaches Clarke, they're already attaching an oxygen mask to her face and placing her head in a neck brace. She follows them to the waiting ambulance and screams that she's her partner to a paramedic who dared to question her presence.
She jumps in the back of the ambulance and sits to the side as the paramedics work on her partner. Her Clarke. My Clarke.
When they arrive into A&E, Lexa was ushered to a private waiting room whilst Clarke was taken care of. 15 minutes later she was joined by Raven, Octavia, Lincoln and Bellamy. Octavia immediately pulled her into a hug as Lincoln rubbed her back.
It's an hour before a doctor comes to speak with them. Clarke is still unconscious, she has a nasty concussion, she's covered in cuts and bruises, a particularly nasty cut on her right leg from flying debris. And she also has a broken right elbow. She got away from the worst of the blast just in time, she's extremely lucky. They're all in tears with relief. All sharing hugs in celebration that their girl is okay.
Lexa cries when she enters Clarke's room, she places kisses from her forehead, to her nose and her cheeks.
Clarke still hasn't woken up by the next day. Octavia and Raven sit with Clarke, whilst Lexa buys a ridiculous amount of "Get Well Soon" balloons from the gift shop and attaches them all around her room under the amused gazes of Raven and Octavia.
Lexa doesn't leave Clarke's side. Lincoln brings her a change of clothes and some sandwiches from the cafeteria, she hugs him tightly in thanks.
Clarke wakes at 3am two days later. Lexa holds the cup to her lips as Clarke takes large, thirsty gulps.
The doctors fill Clarke in on her condition and tell her she should be able to go home in another day.
The doctors leave and Clarke grabs Lexa's hand, entwining their fingers. Lexa uses her free hand to stroke Clarke's hair as she looks into her favourite blue eyes.
Lexa wordlessly leans forward, resting her forehead against Clarke's. She leaves a chaste, gentle kiss upon the blonde's soft lips as she whispers….
"I forgive you."
And after almost losing her, she means it.