The next two weeks were weird. Clarke and Bellamy barely talked, and they seemed to be avoiding each other at all costs. People were beginning to see the tension between their leaders. However, all tensions and awkwardness vanished one night two weeks later.
...
Something woke her from her sleep. Clarke jumped from her bed, instinctively grabbed her gun, and left her room, entering the hallway. She wasn't the only one who was suddenly woken from their sleep. Bellamy opened her door directly across the hall right after her, gun in hand.
"What's happening?" Clarke said to herself. The rooms on either side of Clarke's room opened, and both Raven and Octavia emerged, Raven with her gun, Octavia with her blade. The door to the sides of Bellamy's room opened, and Murphy and Monty came out, once more with their guns. Doors across from each other a few away from their leaders opened, and Harper and Jasper joined the group.
"What the hell," Octavia muttered when she noticed she wasn't the only one awake in the middle of the night.
"Why are you awake?" Clarke asked the people around her.
"Something woke me up, but I don't know what. It felt like a bad feeling," Raven said. The others nodded. Clarke and Bellamy glanced at each other, confused and worried.
"Everyone go back to-" Clarke started.
"GROUNDERS INCOMING!" screamed someone from outside, most likely someone who was keeping watch. Clarke paled. She felt Bellamy's eyes on her, waiting for her to give orders.
"Sound the alarm and follow me!" Clarke barked, running down the hallways of the Ark, Bellamy by her side. What was outside surprised Clarke. No one was dead, at least no Arkadians were dead. A few bodies lay scattered on the ground, but all the dead ones were Grounders. The others, Arkadians, were simply injured. A few fires had been lit around the camp, but by now the rain was pouring, there was no need to manually put them out. Nathan ran up to the reinforcements.
"They're inside," Nathan said, panting.
"Raven, Bellamy, with me. Everyone else help the wounded get to Medical," Clarke ordered before taking off after Nathan, Bellamy and Raven hot on her heels.
"Do you know where they went?" Bellamy yelled from behind her.
"I have a pretty good idea, but I really hope I'm wrong," Clarke answered. She was right. The group skidded to a halt outside the door to the supply warehouse, a whole hallway dedicated to different types of supplies. The door was open. Clarke walked in and immediately felt the temperature increase.
"Nathan water!" Raven yelled, running to the first door. Yellow and orange flames were shooting out of every door in the hallway. A group of five Grounders emerged from one room and ran across the hall to the next.
"Hell no," Clarke muttered, started rapidly down the hallway, dodging flames as she went. Bellamy followed her lead. While Clarke ran into the room and put out the fire that hadn't been able to spread yet, Bellamy took out the Grounders while they were trying to set the next room ablaze. All they could do after that was wait for the rest of the fire to go out, and then come up with a new plan to survive.
The team gathered in the bridge along with a handful of gunners (the kids Bellamy trained). Like usual, Clarke was the last one, as she needed to stop in Medical first to see if she was needed.
"We have no dead, eight with minor injuries, and three with 2nd degree burns. Everybody's gonna fine," Clarke said.
"Well we had enough supplies stored to last for months. Now we have about a month's worth," Murphy interjected. "So we're all gonna die."
"We should go to the dropship first, gather anything we left behind that we can use. Blankets, food, water, clothes, electronics, tools, weapons, wires, everything," Bellamy said.
"I agree,"Octavia said. Clarke stood.
"Supply run to the dropship leaves at sunrise. Bellamy, Octavia, Murphy, go back to bed and sleep," Clarke ordered. "Everyone go back to bed." The bridge emptied, all but Clarke and Bellamy.
"You need to sleep, too," Bellamy said. Clarke simply stood where she was.
"Yea. I'll see you in a few hours," Clarke said, a hint of defeat in her voice. Clarke headed towards the door and pulled it open.
"Clarke," Bellamy called. Clarke stopped in the doorway. "Everything is gonna be okay." Clarke nodded.
"I hope so."
...
Clarke slammed on the breaks of the rover as she pulled to a stop just outside the tower in the center of Polis. Clarke and Octavia climbed out of the rover and headed towards the entrance to the tower, only to come to a stop in front of the guard.
"Wanheda," the guard greeted them. "Blodrenia." Clarke nodded her greeting as the guard stepped out of their way and they entered the elevator, waiting to go up. The elevator lurched to a stop as the pair began the journey to Lexa's throne room, where she was no doubt waiting for them. Clarke stepped out of the elevator and into the throne room. Lexa greeted them with a smile, which quickly changed to a frown once she remember the circumstances under which they met last time.
"Clarke, Octavia. What's going on?" Lexa asked, her voice filled with genuine concern.
"Azgeda as attacked Arkadia," Clarke responded. Lexa paled, turning away from her guests and facing her throne.
"How bad is it?" Lexa asked without turning to face them.
"We didn't lose anyone," Clarke responded. Lexa sighed a sigh of relief.
"But we will lose everyone," Octavia added. This time, Lexa looked over her shoulder to meet Octaiva's eyes, a questioning look on her face.
"What do you mean?" Lexa asked her eyes darting between Clarke and Octavia.
"They destroyed all of our supplies. Food, medicine, everything is gone," Clarke said. Lexa growled with rage.
"That damn ice queen," Lexa roared, turning on her heel. Clarke blinked quickly.
"Lexa, Commander, we need help," Clarke begged. Lexa nodded.
"I know. The Ice Nation is ruthless. I will send you home with my personal army at your service. They will camp outside Arkadia. Queen Nia wouldn't dare attack her Commander's Army," Lexa said, looking at her hands. Clarke smiled in appreciation.
"Thank you, Commander," Octavia said. Lexa nodded. Octavia turned to the door, but Clarke remained behind. Clarke watched Octavia go, only turning back to Lexa once the door had closed behind her.
"Keep me updated," Lexa said. Clarke nodded.
"I will. And thank you, Lexa," Clarke added, bowing her head. Lexa smiled softly.
"Anything to keep you safe."
