CHAPTER 13

Hours had passed since the leaders finally made it back down to the remains of TonDC. Abby seemed to have taken charge of the survivors encouraging them to search the rubble for survivors. Finn seemed to be the most frantic helper as he searched every face that passed. Clarke knew exactly why he was at the camp and it wasn't to help the grounders. Although at least his arrival meant seeing Anya, who Lexa was relieved to see was safe at the Ark.

After the pair had ensured their people that they were alive and the sniper had been taken out, Lexa ordered her people to move out of the area and join the army in the woods. Abby offered to send injured survivors to the Ark for their safety and the improved medical facilities the sky people had. The Commander was happy to agree. Although she could tell the Chancellor was not happy with their decision to forsake their people in the first place. Abby couldn't help but be thankful that she saved her daughter from the sniper.

Clarke spent whatever little free time she had ensuring her wife was cared for, checking over her shoulder and putting her in a sling, much to the Commander annoyance. Although Lexa secretly loved the attention blonde beauty bestowed upon her. However Clarke herself couldn't help but feel nauseous after the past few hours events. Her stomach was in turmoil yet she couldn't help but focus on her wife and ensuring she's recovering.

Finn had ran straight over to Clarke the first chance he had, dragging her to a corner to check her over frantically. Obviously he'd noticed her grimaces every once and a while as she held down the bile threatening to explode. Yet with all the care he was taking as he stroked her cheek, she just felt uncomfortable. Shrugging him off Clarke made a comment on how she had an army to lead and ran off to find her wife. It seemed Lexa was the only person she felt safe around anymore.

Meanwhile Lexa was oblivious to the encounter her wife was stuck in as she ordered her generals to prepare the army. They needed to be ready as soon as the acid fog was down. All the generals simply nodded and left, except Anya that is. Yet Lexa expected nothing less. Anya was family. The older sister she never had.

'Anya, Speak your mind.' She answered, knowing the general would have questions after being informed of everything by Raven.

'I was informed Clarke was on her way to evacuate the village. What happened?'

Anya questioned as she focused on her seconds reaction.

'We had no choice Anya. I made a decision with my head and chose to keep Bellamy's cover secret. Shutting down the acid fog is our top priority. How can we accomplish that if our inside man is discovered.' Lexa explained as she began to pace.

'Alright. We must make sure no one else discovers this information. Who else knows other than Clarke? Your life and the war depends on this being kept a secret.' Anya accepted easily as she began to think of the future.

'Her mother but the Chancellor has already left for Arcadia with the survivors. She wont be a problem.'

'Good. We have one more problem Heda.' Anya mentioned although she seemed apprehensive about this particular issue.

'Speak true.' Lexa ordered as she wondered what could have her first so nervous.

'People are talking Heda. They are not happy that the ceremony is still incomplete. They do not believe we can go to war with people who are not yet one of us.' Anya stumbled over her words whilst looking anywhere but at her second. She knew after Lexa's first attempt of the consummation the Commander had been respecting her wife's wishes but it had been 9 days since the ceremony.

'The consummation?' Lexa nodded thoughtfully. She could not argue with her general on this. She understood her peoples anger and confusion. Normally she would remind her general that she is the Commander, but they are at war. her people need all the insurance they can get that the Sky people will not turn on them. Before or after they defeat the mountain.

Turning to the doorway Lexa continued. 'I must go find my wife. Thank you, fos.' The Commander nodded to the general before leaving the tent and walking out to the darkness that was beginning to fall as another night began.

Clarke was found sitting by the campfire with Octavia seemingly having an intense conversation that wasn't in her own favour. Lexa could only guess what it was about until she got closer to the pair and was in the perfect position to observe the situation. Yet she noticed she wasn't the only one observing as Finn was stood a few metres away also listening in, but focusing purely on Clarke. Lexa had noticed the boy lurching around her wife many times over the past few days but was always distracted by other matters before she could act. Her wife's conversation for instance.

'I couldn't take that risk.' Clarke yelled, obtaining Lexa's attention once more.

'Right because you're in charge now, and you decide who is disposable. You'd have fit right in on the council.' The younger brunette spat in anger as she rose to leave.

'Hey. Octavia.' Clarke yelled before the girl had a chance to leave. Lexa began moving closer in case she was needed. Octavia may have been her wife's friend but she was officially a danger.

'What?'

'You can't tell anyone. If people found out the alliance will break.' Clarke begged. Lexa knew now that she had to step in. Her wife looked weak. They were to in the open. The Commander needed to deal with the threat, even if her wife doesn't agree.

'I'm not an idiot, Clarke.' Octavia retorted before turning and bumping into the woman she has come to despise as a leader. 'Commander.'

'Octavia. It is time for the southernmost guard post's rotation. You should relieve them.' Lexa mentioned off handedly. That should give her a few hours to plan the newest warriors demise, whilst ensuring she doesn't talk to anyone.

'Indra expects me to be on a scouting mission with Lincoln.' Octavia tried to explain.

'Now you're needed at the guard post. Indra will join you there shortly.' Lexa commanded leaving no room for argument.

Octavia swiftly bowed before powering through the camp to complete her orders. She may not be fond of the Commander but she knew when to pick a fight. Now was not that time.

'She won't say anything.' Clarke answered knowing exactly what her wife was thinking as Lexa clenched her jaw in thought.

'You can't be sure of that. Too many people know, Clarke.' Lexa tried to reason as they both began to head to their newly erected tent.

'You worry about your people, I'll worry about mine.' Clarke muttered as they walked through the flaps. Clarke was worried about her wife's intensions towards her friend but knew she needed to focus on the upcoming war.

'Can we please just get back to the plan?' She questioned trying to change the subject quickly.

'No. You could be a leader your people look to. Pour their hopes and dreams into. Someone they will fight and die for.' Lexa argued as she one again tried to convince her wife to think with her head and not her heart.

'I never asked for that. I'm just trying to keep us alive.' Clarke answered herself. She was frustrated that she has given up so much already for this alliance and yet once again Lexa wants more.

'You were born for this, Clarke. Same as me.' Lexa mumbled as she watched the blonde leave their tent in anger once again. Soon after she ordered Ryder to finish off Octavia with instructions of where she'll be. Clarke would just have to hate her but it was there safest option. No lose ends.

The argument between the couple was not discreet, as Clarke stormed outside and the peoples Commander began to shout orders. The grounders knew this was due to the lack of a consummation. The union was not complete which left the married pair at odds with each other. Yet while the remaining grounder survivors and warriors were worried for their leaders, there was a particular boy who took this information with joy.

Finn gazed at the tent from his hiding spot as he listened to their whole conversation from the outside. He knew that Clarke still loved him. She had too. They had a connection. Yet he couldn't shake off the idea that the Commander had actually fallen for his girl too. Ever since he'd reached the camp a few hours back, he noticed how much time they spent together. Finn had finally taken his eyes of the blonde bombshell and focused on her wife instead. This was the very reason why he knew the Commander was up to something and it involved Octavia. He knew from the previous conversation that the leader wasn't happy with the knowledge the other brunette possessed. The same information he possessed. Although he couldn't understand the leaders words he knew when someone was angry. The moment the same large bearded grounder left the tent, Finn followed.

Obviously he was taken aback when he realised exactly where the grounder was heading and what his intentions were as he pulled his bow out behind a tree, mere metres away from his target; Octavia Blake. Finn was right.

Without thinking clearly Finn jumped into action pulling the rifle he kept at all times he knocked the butt into the grounders head. Knocking the warrior out cold. Quickly gaining the brunettes attention with the sound. Octavia stalked over to find the cause of the crash. Only to find Finn stood above an unconscious grounder, looking at her with wide eyes.

'The Commander wants you dead.' Finn whispered seriously as he continued to search his surroundings frantically. He looked like a mad man. Similar to his time looking for Clarke.

'What are you talking about? Why would the Command- oh.' Octavia stopped mid sentence as realisation splashed across her features.

'Listen Octavia. We really need to go. Like now. If this guy wakes up before were gone. Then its not only you that he'll kill. We need to find Clarke. If we talk to her, she'll sort something out. Come on.' Finn ranted as he tried dragging the younger girl through the forest and over tree roots.

It was pitch black out and they could barely see as it was. Octavia shock at the news made Finn task even more difficult as she continuously stumbled along on their journey. The pair also had to remain unseen in case Lexa put a hit out and their were more warriors around.

As they reached the new camp line, Finn spotted Clarke instantly. Ordering Octavia down in the nearest bush, who had recovered from her shock and was very unhappy to be receiving orders from the boy, he rushed over to the leader.

'We have a problem. Your wife just sent an assassin to kill Octavia.' Finn whispered once again checking his surrounding as if everyone knew he was a threat.

'No, I said i'd handle it. The Commander wouldn't go behind my back.' Clarke stated confidently as she thought of the woman she trusted after only 10 days together.

'Look, him there!' Finn pointed at the same warrior he knocked out, who was also looking around frantically for a particular face. Finn began to explain. 'He's the one your wife ordered to kill your best friend. I had to knock him out and save Octavia who is currently hiding in a bush. What are you going to do about it? This Girl can't be trusted I warned you Clarke. Let's just get Octavia and leave, Please.' Finn begged. Yet Clarke had blanked him out the moment she realised the grounder was apart of Lexa's main guard, yet he wasn't with her.

Ignoring the boy she was once so infatuated with, Clarke stormed across the campsite, grabbing the warrior in question as she dragged him back towards her tent. Her wife had some explaining to do.

Lexa was planning with Anya when her wife burst through the tent, Ryder hanging by the ear as Clarke dragged him through. This was not what Lexa was hoping when she put out the kill order. Taking a deep breath Lexa prepared herself for the argument to come.

'You sent him to kill Octavia? I told you she's not a problem.' Clarke yelled as she took in the stunning brunette.

'Leave us, Ryder.' Lexa ordered.

'No. I'm not letting him out of my sight.' Clarke continued to push the warrior in. Ryder just seemed annoyed to be held by someone half his size.

'Stand down for now and wait for my command.' Lexa waited until her man had left before questioning how the blonde knew in the first place.

'Finn found him. It seems he doesn't trust you, now I'm wondering if he's got the right idea.' Clarke spat, she was angry but she knew it wasn't true. Of course she trusted Lexa. Especially after she saved her from the mountain man. Although her wife had gone behind her back and that hurt.

Lexa suddenly began to teeth at the fact that Clarke was still talking to her ex lover. That boy was trying her patience. Lexa could help but turn green at the thought of Clarke trusting that foolish boy over her. Jealousy course through her blood rapidly increasing Lexa's need to apply dominance over the situation.

'That boy needs to be taught a lesson. He's been following you around everywhere you go.' Lexa spat as she tried to contain her anger quickly.

'What the hell is wrong with you? You can't just kill everyone you don't trust.' Clarke yelled in utter bewilderment.

'Yes, I can.' Lexa argued, thinking of how much she wished to kill the shaggy haired boy.

'Well, I won't let you.'

'You were willing to let her die two days ago. Nothing has changed.' The Commander was becoming impatient as she turned to Anya asking for her input. Yet the general stayed did not need to be involved in this couples disputes.

'You're wrong. I have. I can't do this anymore.'

'Octavia is a threat. If you weren't so close to her, you'd see that.' Lexa yelled as she brought forth her inner Titus. Reminding herself that love is weakness. Just like her love for Anya and growing fondness for Clarke causes her to change orders.

'It's because I'm close to her that I know she's loyal. Her brother is more important to her than anyone. She would never endanger his life.' Clarke reasoned as she looked away from the brunette. That's when she realised Anya was still in the room.

' And you're willing to risk everything on that? On your feelings?' Lexa spat in almost disgust, not only trying to convince `Clarke but herself. Love is weakness.

'I could ask you the same thing. Anya knows or else you would have asked her to leave also.' Clarke took a deep breath before staring her wife in the eyes and taking a few steps forward ignoring Anya completely. 'You say having feelings makes me weak. But you're weak for hiding from them. I might be a hypocrite, Lexa, but you're a liar. You felt something for Gustus. You're still haunted by Costia. You want everyone to think you're above it all, but I see right through you.' Clarke growled as she pinned the brunette up against the war table. This debate had become heated as the couple gasped for breath as their expressions were matched in rage.

'Get out.' Lexa almost whispered with a growl.

'250 people died in that village. I know you felt for them. But you let them burn.' Clarke continued as she saw Anya move in her peripheral vision. Taking a step back she waited to see a reaction.

'Not everyone. Not you.' Lexa whispered as she held her arm up for the general to back off. Whilst never taking her eyes off the blonde. Clarke was breathless. She didn't expect this reaction but she could certainly use it to Octavia advantage.

'Well, if you care about me, then... trust me. Octavia's not a threat. I can't do that. I can't sacrifice my people anymore. If you do anything to hurt Octavia, I'll tell everyone we knew about the missile.' Clarke threatened staring down both women in the tent now. Once again in the space of a few hours the Skaikru's leader was seen storming from her tent again.

Around half an hour had passed before Ryder was sent to collect Clarke and bring her to the Commanders tent. Clarke was fuming. She had spent the time talking with Octavia around the fire, calming the young warrior and ensuring her safety.

'You sent for me?' The blonde spat noticing that the tent only consisted of her wife for once.

'Yes. Octavia has nothing to fear from me.' The Commander took a breath as looked back down to the map she had been previously studying. Knowing she needed to show some faith in her wife, she continued. 'I do trust you, Clarke.' Lexa swallowed whispering out the admission, eyes facing down in nervousness.

Clarke took a few steps forward pulling her wife's chin up to look her in the eyes. 'I know how hard that is for you.'

'You think our ways are harsh, but that's how we survive.' Lexa explained as she finally discovered the courage she needed to look into the stormy blue eyes that seemed to be staring directly through to her soul.

'Maybe life should be about more than just surviving.' Clarke gulped as she glanced down at her wife's glistening lips, before realising her own actions. Lexa noticed too. The room was filled with tension but also a calmness that was beginning to settle between the two. They had finally reached an understanding as Clarke continued her thought process. 'Don't we deserve better than that?'

Lexa could only look back at the blonde as she contemplated her next step. Both girls were stood chest to chest breathing heavily, heads leaning into one another. That when Lexa decided to throw caution to the wind. 'Maybe we do.'

Swiftly lifting her hands to grasp the blondes head the Commander pulled her forwards, lips colliding like waves to the shore. Both girls holding their breaths as they explore the others lips. Lexa's tongue almost begging for entrance as Clarke finally began to reciprocate.

They were both in a world of their own, oblivious to the outside world.

AN:/ Okay so hope you guys all enjoyed this chapter. It was certainly different to the TV series. Please let me know what you think and also thoughts on the ending of said chapter. There may be possible smut in the next chapter... Still unsure as to whether I am capable enough to do the couple justice or not. Let me know and I'll see you all sometime next week... Possibly sooner depending on your feedback! Thanks :)