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"Hey!" Clarke grinned when she saw Lexa and Ontari walking back towards them, "How was your lesson? And why does Ontari look like she picked a fight with a tree and lost?"

Ontari huffed slightly as she took a seat next to Clarke on the log, facing the training area where Lincoln, Indra and Octavia where in a three way fight.

Lexa grinned and sat on the other side of Clarke, "Because that's exactly what she did."

"In my defense I am from the Ice Nation, there isn't much cause for climbing trees where we live, maybe you would like to come and race with me across the ice flats Lexa?"

Clarke chuckled and shook her head at the two of them, "So you got nothing done besides throwing your student out of a tree?"

"I didn't throw her," Lexa defended quickly, "Just failed to catch her when her foot slipped."

Clarke rolled her eyes, "Remind me never to go tree climbing with you Lexa." She laughed, twisting to help Ontari pick the remaining twigs from her hair.

"I would never let you fall." Lexa said seriously once she turned back round.

With a smile Clarke leaned in to kiss her tenderly, "I know you wouldn't."

A cry of pain pulled them out of their moment and they each looked up to see that Indra had dealt a heavy blow to Octavia's shoulder that had knocked her to the ground. Clarke sighed and went to stand up to go play doctor, but Lexa pulled back on her arm, motioning for her to keep watching.

"Indra does realize that Octavia has to be in one piece if shes going to welcome her into your clan this week right?" Raven asked Lexa as she took a seat next to Ontari.

Lexa just shrugged lightly in response, her eyes tracking Octavia with interest as the girl rolled to the side and used Lincoln as cover from Indra's next attack as she pulled a knife from her boot. As Lincoln's next blow was blocked, she leapt forward through the gap that had opened and drove her blade forward towards Indra's side, who hissed in pain as the knife dug in to the flesh.

"She is getting better with every day that passes." Lexa remarked, "It is quite remarkable really, her ability to increase her skills so quickly."

"Perhaps the shortened training period contributes to her skills growth." Ontari mused, to which Lexa gave her a questioning glance, "She doesn't fight like one of our warriors yet, so we are constantly blindsided by her decisions during battle that don't fit with our ways of thinking."

Lexa nodded thoughtfully, "Quite possibly."

Clarke smiled at the three fighters as they walked over to greet the newcomers, having decided to call an end to their training session after Octavia managed to draw blood against Indra. "Does anyone need patching up? Bearing in mind I'm going to be very annoyed if any of you say no and then pass out later."

Lincoln and Indra shook their head but Octavia sighed and threw herself to to ground in front of Clarke, pulling her shirt down so Clarke could see the long slice down her back where Indra had caught her. As Clarke started cleaning it she glanced back to Indra, "Are you sure you don't need me to look at your side?"

Indra shook her head impatiently, "The wound isn't deep, I can treat it myself but I thank you for the offer. Heda." She bowed to Lexa before walking away, Clarke hoped it was to go clean out the wound but she somehow doubted the Trikru leader would spend much time worrying about it.

Octavia hissed as Lincoln sat opposite her and took her hand, gently running his thumb across the back of her hand as Clarke worked.

"Maybe you should avoid the sword next time." Raven quipped from behind her, receiving a glare from Octavia in return and a chuckle from Ontari and Lexa, who winced in sympathy every time Clarke went near the wound, having been through the pain of similar injuries themselves and knowing back wounds were particularly nasty. With the spacing of the cut, every time Octavia moved she would risk reopening it.

"Have you thought any more of the tattoo for your ceremony?" Lexa asked curiously, partly to take Octavia's focus off the pain in her back.

Octavia grinned, "I have a few ideas for it, if it's ok with you I was going to ask to borrow Clarke for a few hours tonight to draw them up to help me decide."

Lexa nodded, "That is a good plan, Clarke are you willing to do that?"

"Of course!" Clarke smiled happily, "It'll be fun O, we'll grab a few drinks and see what we can come up with."

Once the wound was fully clean, Clarke quickly stitched it up before placing a bandage over it carefully, "Ok, you know the drill, no more fighting until that's healed ok?" Octavia groaned but nodded reluctantly, as Lincoln grinned at her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders as she settled into a comfortable position resting her back against his chest.

"What are we doing for the rest of the day?" Raven asked, seeing that everyone else seemed just content to sit in silence enjoying the sun, "Or is this it?"

Lexa sighed and stared at Raven mournfully, "No one appreciates peace and quiet anymore, maybe this is why there are so many wars?" She asked Clarke who laughed at her.

"Yes Lexa, wars are started to alleviate boredom and to personally spite you. Come on, Raven's right, it's a beautiful day and we should do something."

"Like what?" Ontari asked, pushing off Octavia's feet as she tried to rest them on her lap.

"I want to do something fun." Octavia piped up, "There's always some kind of trouble, let's just take some time to enjoy life before the next disaster hits."

Clarke smiled at her, "Ok then, why don't we have a party. Like a real party with music and dancing, and no troublemakers allowed."

Lexa looked at her in amusement, "So the celebrations before and after the tournament weren't real Clarke?"

"I liked the first one, but the second? Not so much." There was a haunted look in her eyes but she quickly shook it off. "Our music is different to grounder music as well, Raven can you rig a speaker system to the main center area of the camp?"

"I can," Raven spoke after a moments consideration, "But the rest of the engineering team is not going to be impressed with me diverting the resources."

Octavia grinned widely, "Well then it's a good thing that Clarke is our leader and is ordering you to do it so they can't say anything about it."

Abby and Kane showed up much quicker than Clarke had expected, demanding to know why the engineering team had come running to them about Raven Reyes rewiring half of the building to run an audio line to a speaker she had set up outside the front door. Clarke shrugged them off quickly, telling them that they would have to wait and see but that what they were doing would hopefully bring people together and heal some of the rifts within the camp.

Not five minutes later music was blaring through the speaker, Clarke shook her head at Raven with a grin when she realized what had come on.

"Really?" She asked, as I Believe in a Thing Called Love rang out through the camp.

"Yes!" Octavia smiled, as she pulled Lincoln to her and started maneuvering him around into different dance moves. "This isn't working, Reyes! Help me out here!" She called over to Raven who started laughing and dancing with Octavia to show Lincoln what Octavia was expecting from him. They doubled over in laughter when he gave them a dubious look and attempted to copy some of the moves. "Almost." Octavia laughed, leaning up to kiss him happily, "Very almost."

As the first song ended the other people in the camp had started to wander over, most hung back and watched in confusion as though the small group had lost their minds. Then the children started joining in, dancing with Octavia and Raven who were the only ones really attempting to dance. Ontari and Lincoln were stood to the side slightly awkwardly, not really understanding what they were supposed to do at a Skaikru party. And Clarke was busy trying to persuade Lexa to dance with her, which wasn't going well as the stubborn Commander kept shaking her head and laughing at the increasingly frustrated blonde.

Then a few of the younger kids who were joining in came over to Lincoln and pulled on his arms to get him to join in, which he did albeit reluctantly, but this time there was no laughter from his girlfriend who was instead giving him an adoring look as she watched him indulge the children.

The adults of the camp were starting to relax, when a young boy approached Ontari and they all tensed up again. He was one of the farm station survivors that had been orphaned by Azgeda, he'd managed to survive the Mount Weather massacre because he was in the med bay at Arcadia with a severe cold when it happened. With no parents, no one moved forward to stop him as he walked to the girl and tentatively reached out to tap her hand.

Ontari was hardly very tall, but even so the child barely came up to her waist so she dropped down to her knees to speak to him on his eye level.

"You're one of the ice people aren't you?" He asked quietly. "The ones who attacked us when we came here?"

At the look on his face she felt her heart break and tears started to pool in her eyes as she looked at him speechless, "Yes I am." She eventually whispered.

He tipped his head at her, before reaching out with a small hand and touching one of the scars on her face, "Are you a nice ice person?"

Gently she placed her hand over his, "Yes I am, I promise I would never do anything to hurt you." She said sincerely.

Surprising everyone, he stepped forwards and hugged her quickly before stepping back, "I'm Cal." He introduced himself, holding out a hand for her to shake.

Recovering from her surprise she took his hand gently in her own and shook it firmly, "My name is Ontari."

"That's a pretty name, you're pretty too." Cal smiled at her, his scruffy hair falling in his eyes.

Ontari laughed and brushed the hair out of his face with her thumb, "Well you are very handsome yourself. Tell me, do you know how to dance? Because I don't and I think I need a teacher."

Cal smiled shyly as he nodded and took her hand, pulling her back towards where the rest of the kids where dancing with Octavia, Raven and Lincoln. Spinning round endlessly in circles may have been a far cry from what Raven and Octavia were doing, but it brought a massive smile to the boys face so Ontari smiled right along with him and followed him as he jumped around excitedly.

Clarke had given up on persuading Lexa and instead sat next to her to watch as Cal spoke to Ontari, they both kept a careful eye on the Skaikru also watching in case of trouble. Clarke noticed the exact moment that public opinion of Ontari started to shift, and that was when after the first track they were dancing to ended she stepped back and bowed to Cal as she would to her King and the boys laughter could be heard throughout half the camp.

Leaning her head against Lexa's shoulder, she smiled at their friends, "Maybe this will work, for the first time since we arrived no one looks like they want to strangle anyone."

Lexa chuckled, snaking an arm around Clarke's waist.

"What are you doing? I thought we weren't telling people that we're-"

Lexa shushed her and rested her chin on top of Clarke's head for a moment, "You are everything I have ever wanted Clarke, and I am tired of denying that you are mine and I am yours. Let them think what they like, but I won't hide from what we have anymore, not for them."

Clarke leaned back so she could look into Lexa's sparkling green eyes, "Are you sure about this? Because I'm about to kiss you and we definitely won't be able to go back after that."

Grinning Lexa leaned in before Clarke could say another word, kissing her sweetly before pulling away and resting her forehead against Clarke's.

"I also suppose I could let you teach me how to dance to this music as well."

Clarke just laughed and yanked on her arm, dragging her towards where the others where.