A/N - Hey guys! So I officially passed 350 followers today which is so amazing and I love each and every one of you! Quick idea, after the events of 3x07 I went on a major binge watch of Carmilla to cope because I needed something to get me through the absolute heartache that was that Friday (I'm in Britain so I didn't see it until the Friday morning). So I was thinking of maybe doing a crossover fic set in the 100 with a special guest appearance by Carmilla herself, it would probably only be a few chapters unless you guys really liked it and wanted me to continue. But yeah, so I'd really like your opinions on if that would be something you'd like to see? Please let me know :D
Clarke opened her eyes to find the bed beside her empty and Lexa's armor gone from where she had left it the night before. An uneasy feeling started in the pit of her stomach but she forced herself to relax before it spiraled out of control, the threats to Lexa in the capitol had been eliminated after all.
She repeated this to herself over and over as she dressed hurriedly before practically running from the room in search of her girlfriend, who didn't seem to know how to rest after an injury.
As she turned a corner she ran straight into Octavia who crashed into her solidly, knocking both of them to the ground gasping for air.
"Clarke! What are you doing!" Octavia cried out, rubbing at her stomach as she tried to catch her breath.
Clarke smiled at her friend sheepishly, "Sorry O, I was looking for Lexa."
Octavia shook her head despairingly and then climbed to her feet, offering her arm to Clarke to pull her up as well, "She's in her throne room with all her mini me's."
A look of surprise passed over Clarke's face and then relief as the uneasy feeling died away, "Oh. She didn't tell me she was training with the night bloods this morning."
Octavia groaned, "Well she is, so you didn't have to shoulder bash me in the lungs trying to find her."
Clarke rolled her eyes and walked past Octavia, deliberately catching her again with her shoulder. Octavia laughed and then followed after her as Clarke led them through the corridors to the room where Lexa was calmly talking to the children training to take her place, sitting in her throne with them night bloods gathered around her feet.
Lexa was apparently discussing her decisions regarding Skaikru with the children to show them that her jus no drein jus daun policy was the way to a better future. Smiling fondly Clarke watched Lexa patiently answering each child's question and then asking them their own opinion. The proud smile on Lexa's face at each of their clever, well thought answers made her realize just how blind she had once been to how gentle Lexa could be.
It didn't take long for Lexa to look up and catch sight of her girlfriend leaning against the door frame with her arms casually crossed.
"Ok everyone, that is enough for today. For those taking part in the tournament, train hard, I am looking forward to seeing how far you have come." She gave them all an encouraging smile as they stood and bowed to her respectfully before filing out of the room past Clarke and Octavia.
"Clarke," She smiled warmly, standing to walk over to Clarke before leaning in with a gentle kiss, "I did not expect to see you up yet, it's only a little past dawn."
Octavia stood awkwardly behind them as they gazed into each others eyes with the love sick expression that always seemed to be plastered across their faces when they were together.
"Well you weren't there when I woke up and I was worried." Clarke murmured as she wrapped her arms against Lexa's neck and leaned their foreheads together.
Lexa smiled, "We are in my home Clarke, I can leave a room without having to fear for my life." Clarke winced slightly and Lexa drew back in concern, "What?"
"It was in this building that I almost lost you. I can't go through that again." She murmured quietly as Lexa engulfed her in a firm hug, catching Octavia's eye over Clarke's shoulder.
Without any need for words, Lexa gave Octavia a look that she understood perfectly. It was her job to take care of Clarke no matter what happened.
Releasing Clarke she pulled on her arm to draw her outside, leading the two Skaikru girls through the commanders tower and into the elevator, which took them straight down to the street level. Once they had left the building for the bustling markets of Polis, Octavia took up a defensive position at Clarke's right shoulder, earning her an approving nod from Lexa. Neither one of them believed that an attack was coming but it was her job to be prepared for anything, which Indra had drilled into her the night before, as well as a long list of her other duties now.
Lexa had something very specific in mind when she brought Clarke out into the city, the other girl had spent all her time on the ground in constant fear or worry for others, Lexa felt like she owed it to Clarke to show her the wonders of Polis in the comforting light of day.
They toured around all of Lexa's favorite places, with the commander keeping a running commentary as they walked. They stopped at multiple stands, the vendors offering up samples of their wares to the great Wanheda in thanks for her defeat of the mountain.
In particular Clarke marveled at a small book stall, which Lexa proudly announced she had commissioned to be built as a permanent addition to the capitol as part of her efforts to increase the amount of grounders being able to read. Her joy increased when she saw Clarke stroking the spines of some of the books with a longing look and she immediately bought up half the stall, the man running it promising to deliver the volumes to the tower by the end of the day.
They also passed a weapons stand and Lexa paused again, this time to purchase a finely crafted sword for Octavia. She passed it off as her needing a sword to match her new rank within the thirteen clans, but Clarke and Octavia both recognized as an apology for the way she had treated Octavia during the war with Mount Weather, even if she couldn't say it herself.
They had been wandering the streets for nearly three hours when Lexa stopped them in front of another building, slightly away from the main center of the city, from inside they could hear the delighted screams of laughing children as they played and Lexa smiled fondly at the closed door.
"What is this?" Clarke asked curiously.
Lexa turned to face her, "This is where I grew up Clarke, before they found that I was a night blood on my sixth birthday."
"You grew up in an orphanage?" Octavia asked, catching on to the buildings purpose a moment before Clarke did.
Lexa turned the word over in her mind before nodding thoughtfully, "It's not our word but yes, I did. You see, I understand all too well what it is to lose your family. My parents were taken when I was two, and that's when I came to stay here. In our culture, every child is taken care of no matter what, the young are protected above all else."
"Taken by who?" Clarke asked quietly, already suspecting the answer.
"I'm sure you can guess." Lexa replied, as she stared at the house that was the only home she remembered before she started her training.
"Mount Weather." Octavia breathed as Lexa nodded.
"Why are you telling us this now?" Clarke asked curiously.
When Lexa's eyes met hers, for a single moment Clarke could have sworn they were shimmering with tears, before the cool calm of Heda Lexa was back in place, "Because I never got to say thank you Clarke. I know you hated me for what I did by leaving you, but you will never know how happy I was to hear that the mountain had fallen. They took and took from my people for as long as any of us can remember and I will never be sorry that they are gone."
Clarke picked up on the past tense hated, but didn't comment even though it made her beyond happy that Lexa realized that she didn't blame her anymore. Instead she nodded and wrapped her arms around taller girl, realizing what Lexa was not saying in words, Clarke taking down the mountain had finally given Lexa peace after the loss of her parents. For the first time in a long time, she let herself let go of the guilt. She was sure it would be back later, but for now, destroying the mountain was worth it if it meant that no more children would have to grow up without a family.
As they Clarke stepped back, mindful of Lexa's need to remain somewhat distant in public, the door swung open and a wild gaggle of children hurtled towards Lexa, chattering excitedly. Lexa beamed widely and dropped to her knees in front of them. Greeting each by name and clasping them all in a warriors grip as though they were the most respected of her warriors, come to meet their Heda after a victorious battle.
They didn't stay long, but by the time they left Lexa's arms where filled by children's drawings and roughly made little carvings, each of which she solemnly swore to treasure before heading back to the tower as the sun set over the skyline of Polis.
At the door to Lexa's room, Octavia bowed to them both with a smile before heading back to her own room.
"Octavia." Lexa called after her, prompting the other girl to turn back to look at her, "If you tell anyone I've gone soft I will kill you."
The effect was thoroughly ruined when Clarke snorted in amusement and hip bumped Lexa to nudge her back into their room, which Clarke had now claimed half off, waving to Octavia as she disappeared from the corridor.
"Thank you for today." Clarke said sincerely as she changed and slid into the bed, "And thank you for sharing about your childhood, I know that must have been hard for you."
"If the skies never darkened, we would not appreciate the beauty of the summer days." Lexa smiled, as she deftly un-braided her hair so it hung loose around her shoulder.
"What's that?" Clarke asked.
Lexa grinned and shook her head, "I have no idea, I think I read it in one of my books, but I read a lot so I doubt I could find it again."
Smiling back at her, Clarke beckoned her to come to bed, but Lexa had other ideas and instead knelt in front of a cabinet and opened it cautiously to reveal it was stuffed full from other drawings that the children of Polis had given her previously.
Clarke laughed and settled down instead to just watched Lexa as she painstakingly sorted through the pile of pictures and placed them in the cabinet carefully. The small wooden carvings she arranged on the top of the cabinet.
It took her a long time and by the time she had finished Clarke had started dozing off so she just slipped in behind her and wrapped a single, muscled arm around her waist, kissing her on the top of her head as she closed her own eyes to sleep.
A/N- Hey! So that went on for a while haha. I just started writing and couldn't stop :D So yeah, I kinda had an idea about Lexa's parents and went for it so let me know what you think! :D Also, don't forget to let me know your opinions on my crossover idea! Love you guys x