Chapter 25

Lexa chuckled hearing Clarke groan from where she was hidden. "See you'll be good to go in no time!" Octavia skipped back to Clarke, lightly tapping her on the back.

Clarke mumbled in annoyance, pulling her cover down to see Indra and Lexa now stood by her side. The warrior raised her brows at Clarke; seeing the box that lay in her lap. Clarke grabbed it, quickly moving it beneath the cover before Indra could question its contents. Indra noticed this. "I see you found the gift your friend was making with our craftsman."

Clarke clenched the box between her hands. "Great." She muttered, shooting Raven an evil glare.

Raven shook her head. "Hey, don't look at me I never said a thing!"

Indra chuckled at Clarke's embarrassment over the matter. "Apologies Sky Girl, I did not wish for anyone to be troubled, I simply saw the object whilst our craftsman was working on it and questioned him of it, the design is rather impre-"

Lexa shook her head at Indra, miming to her to stop speaking from fear her girlfriend was about to die of embarrassment. "So," Lexa sat by Clarke. "Your mother said we can prepare your tent for you to reside in as long as you have someone with you at all times."

Clarke smiled; her face softening at the change of topic and the thought of being able to get away from the medical bay was a much welcomed one. "When can I leave?" She asked eagerly.

Lexa grinned seeing how happy this made her girlfriend. "I can have my guards transport you in your cot... you are not to walk at this stage."

Clarke rolled her eyes. "I can walk." She lifted herself gently from the bed,falling to the floor before she could place all her weight on her feet; an intense pain ripping through her stomach.

"Clarke!" Lexa knelt down beside her girlfriend, cradling the sky girl in her arms.

"I'm fine." Clarke's voice broke as she spoke, tears filling her eyes at the horrific pain in her stomach.

Lexa lifted Clarke effortlessly; one hand under her knees and the other behind her back, placing her down gently on the cot. "Speak true Clarke."

Clarke looked around seeing the others stood at the end of her bed gawking at her and swallowed loudly. She returned her gaze to Lexa and knew though they were there she could not lie, so she pulled the warrior in closer to her and lowered her voice; it cracking slightly as the pain intensified. "It really hurts, somethings not right."

Lexa pulled Clarke's top off and began to remove her bandage. "Indra, if you could assist me for a second. Octavia, fetch Abi now."

Lexa took the bandage off and drew in a deep breath as she saw the large wound that had been sewn up during surgery. "Your stitches have ripped." Indra pointed out, Lexa taking off her own top and pressing it to Clarke's stomach in attempt to try and stop the blood that was beginning to drip from Clarke's wound.

"Lexa," Clarke rested her palm on top of the warriors hand that laid against her; pushing the top to her skin. "I'm sorry I-"

Lexa moved her free hand to cup the back of the sky girls head, drawing it in so Clarke's ear was by her mouth. "You need to stop apologizing to me when you are injured," Clarke groaned loudly, her blood beginning to saturate Lexa's shirt. "everything will be fine, I will not leave you Clarke."

Clarke's eyes fluttered shut as she began to lose consciousnesses. "What happened?" Abigail ran to Clarke, removing Lexa's shirt from her side to replace it with a clean cloth.

"She tried to stand up." Octavia looked helplessly at her friend who was now completely unconscious on the bed.

"Damn girl always thinks she's right." Abigail muttered under her breath, Lexa shaking her head at Clarke's mothers harsh words in a time like this. "We need to stitch this back up, Indra pass me the bag behind you."

Indra obliged, handing the small kit over to Abigail. Abigail went to open it then stopped, returning the pressure back to Clarke's stomach when her reaching away only led to more blood draining from her daughter. Indra opened the bag. "What is it you require."

"There should be a needle with liquid in it, I need it to numb the area in case she wakes up."

Indra shook her head as she rifled through the bag. "There is nothing here, should I go to retrieve some?"

Abigail inhaled deeply. "No, there is no time, Octavia pass me the cloth." Octavia handed Abigail the damp towel, Abigail using it to wipe Clarke's injury as clean as possible. "Indra, the needle and thread from the side pocket."

Lexa watched on, holding Clarke's hand tightly. "It will be okay Clarke." She repeated over and over, whispering the words into her girlfriends ear.

Abigail began to stitch, muttering again about Clarke's need to do things in times where she shouldn't. Clarke screamed as she suddenly came to, digging her fingers into the hands of the warrior that stood next to her. Lexa too tried not to scream at Abigail to stop- knowing this needed to be done or Clarke would die- her jaw clenched as she held back the words watching Clarke writhe in pain. "Hold her down!" Abigail shouted, Raven and Indra each holding the sky girls arms to the table as she screamed in pain; the sound ringing in their ears.

"Hurry up." Lexa's voice was low and cold, the snarl cutting bitterly through the air. Abigail continued, not sparing any time or effort to reply to Lexa as she focused on healing her daughter.

The blood curdling cries of Clarke brought silence upon the medical bay as everyone watched on in horror. "Lexa," Clarke spat between stitches. "Make. Her. Stop."

A tear rolled down Lexa's cheek; knowing she could not relieve her girlfriend of this pain. "Abigail!" She snarled once again.

Abigail wiped the blood that stained Clarke's ivory skin. "It is done." She snapped back, not wanting to see Clarke in pain anymore than the angry warrior before her.

Clarke's fingers still dug into Lexa from fear her mother was going to continue. "Make her stop."

Tears ran down the sky girls cheeks as Lexa lent into her, embracing Clarke tightly. "It is done, you are safe... I am sorry Clarke, the pain is over." Lexa gently rocked Clarke, trying to soothe herself just as much as her girlfriend who laid broken in her grasp. The warrior looked up to Abigail. "When can we move her into her tent?"

"Now if you wish, her sutures are fine now. Just ensure she is not jostled while you carry her cot." Abigail patted her daughters leg, looking to her apologetically before leaving.

Lexa waved over some people to lift Clarke's cot. "Drop her, or simply knock her and you shall have me to deal with." Octavia tried to restrain her laughter at the warriors impromptu rhyming.

Clarke's cot was gently lifted, three people each side baring the weight of it on their shoulders. They walked slowly, Lexa walking behind; her eyes watching them all intently until they reached the sky girls tent. "Gently!" Lexa's voice was cold.

"It's fine guys." Clarke's face had turned red from the fact six people had just had to carry her all the way to her tent because of her fear of medical rooms. "Thank you." She mumbled as they left.