A/N: So normally I write the authors note before the chapter but I needed a bit of a rant before writing haha. What the bloody hell was that episode?! The Raven scene and then the Ontari and Murphy one were just...I have no words for how it felt watching that. And I just... Ok so I can't even rant, that is the point I am at right now, I cannot bring myself to be angry because I am just in a state of disbelief that this is what it has come too.
Anyway, here's the chapter then, and it's going to stay nice and lighthearted tonight. I do have a question though. A few people I have spoken too, who don't watch the show have mentioned to me that the majority of this is lighthearted. Now, that has been my aim, because for me, I think we can all find multiple fics where it is crisis after crisis. And I love those, but I wanted something a bit more domestic because that is something that makes me feel better following everything on the show and I feel like their aren't any on here, except the AU's, that really give me this feel. Although if anyone does know any let me know because I would love to read some.
So basically I was wondering how you guys all feel? Because I could make loads of bad things happen in this, or I can keep it the way it is now, with smaller things going wrong and more happiness. Personally I am enjoying writing their day to day lives but I wanted to get your opinions on this because I am writing this for you guys not just for me. Sorry for the long note, please let me know what you think, and enjoy the chapter :D xxx
When the four of them returned to camp, Clarke was stood just inside the gate waiting for them, pulling Lexa into a kiss as she jumped down from her horse. Lexa smiled against her mouth before placing a second kiss on her cheek before pulling away to tend to her horse. Ontari waved her off quickly, telling her to spend time with Clarke because she was more than capable of taking care of everything.
Clarke grinned and called a thank you to Ontari before taking hold of her girlfriend's hand and pulling her away from the gate and towards the med bay.
"Where are we going Clarke?" Lexa asked curiously, wondering why Clarke was dragging her through the camp so determinedly with such a wide smile on her face.
Holding a hand to her lips to indicate that Lexa should remain silent, they crept up to the door of the medical bay so that Lexa could see what was happening inside. Members of Trikru and Skaikru alike were being tended to with the utmost care and respect. The Skaikru healers relying on Lincoln and Octavia who were more than happy to act as the bridge between the two cultures and translate. But what really warmed Lexa's heart was the thing Clarke had intended for her to see. As well as Skaikru healers, members of the Trikru were treating Skaikru and conversing freely with Abby and the other Skaikru about various remedies and treatments their two clans employed.
"We have peace Lexa." Clarke smiled happily at her as they watched those in the room move freely and without fear amongst each other.
"Can this really last Clarke?" Lexa's voice was soft, as though she was hesitant to believe that the easy atmosphere of the med bay was even real, much less that it was a lasting state that would lead them all into a new age of prosperity.
Clarke wrapped her arm around Lexa's waist from behind and placed a gentle kiss at the base of her neck, "I told you Commander, your legacy will be peace. All this is just the start, a new world where our children will flourish, right?"
Lexa smiled and leaned her weight backwards to rest her back against Clarke's chest as they stood quietly in the shadows until Abby noticed and beckoned them in, "Clarke, you're just standing there when you can see that I am rushed off my feet, come and help."
Grinning, Clarke pulled Lexa forwards towards the patient Abby had motioned too, who was an elderly Trikru man who was struggling to communicate with the Skaikru doctor attempting to help him whilst Lincoln and Octavia where caught up on the other side of the room, "I am Clarke of the Sky People. What is the problem?" She asked gently in Trigedasleng, motioning the Skaikru man to step back and let her take over.
The man's eyes flickered over to Lexa who nodded in assurance, encouraging him to speak to Clarke. "My leg," he answered, motioning to the offending limb, "I injured it working in the fields and now it will cost me my life."
Clarke quickly pulled off the bandages wrapping his wound and schooled her features carefully to avoid spooking him, the cut was deep and had become infected, the area surrounded it swollen and a deep, angry red.
"You will not die my friend, that I can promise, although you may lose your leg if we cannot bring the infection under control." Clarke told him, keeping her voice calm and confident.
Her patient scoffed at her, his eyes clearly reflecting his disbelief in her assertion that he would live. "I have seen wounds like this many times sky girl, my life is to be forfeit for my clumsiness."
Lexa chose that moment to step forwards, leaning towards him seriously, "You are speaking to the Commander of Death. Your fight is not over until she says it is."
His eyes went wide as he realized exactly who his healer was, saying no more in contradiction to her as she worked on saving both his life and the limb if it was at all possible. To Lexa's great amusement, Clarke seemed to have decided that she needed to train the Commander herself in Skaikru's healing ways and she found herself intrinsically involved in the work Clarke was doing. Lending her hands and time to assist by following Clarke's orders attentively.
Less than half an hour later, the wound was tightly bound in clean strips of cloth and the man was thanking Clarke profusely as she shook her head, "We are all living under the Commander's coalition, you are of my people now and it was my honor to treat you."
As they walked away, Lexa bumped her shoulder against Clarke's lightly to call her attention to her, "Our legacy is peace Clarke, working together we can achieve anything. However. I do not believe that I am cut out for the healing arts." She laughed lightly, holding up her hands that were covered in a layer of blood.
Clarke smiled and pulled her over to a sink in the corner of the room where they both washed off their hands, "I don't know about that Lexa, I thought you were a natural."
Smiling back at her, Lexa shook her head, "You heal, I will stay with what I am best at, causing the wounds that you have to patch up."
Clarke rolled her eyes, "Yes about that, a few less holes in Octavia would be nice, it seems like she is a regular, daily patient at this point."
Not long after Clarke and Lexa had left the med bay, Octavia and Lincoln were released by Abby and they found themselves all heading over to the mess hall to eat their evening meal together. When they got their, Octavia pulled them all back for a moment to stand in the door as they appreciated the sight in front of them.
Raven and Ontari were sat at their usual table, side by side, watching with matching endeared looks as Cal danced across the bench on the opposite side of the table, swinging round a rough wooden sword and enthusiastically making sound effects.
The two couples laughed as they headed over, Lincoln catching the small boy round the waist to pass him over the table to Ontari, who took him with a smile before placing him on the seat between herself and Raven.
Lexa looked at the weapon in his hand, "Where did the practice blade come from?" She asked curiously, "I didn't think we had brought any to Arcadia."
Ontari smiled over at Raven, "Raven made it for him, I would've done it myself but-"
"You can't make anything and nearly destroyed my workstation?" Raven teased as the others stared at Ontari questioningly as for the first time they saw the warrior blush bright red.
"You did what?" Octavia asked gleefully, before pouting in disappointment as Raven shook her head with a wink at Ontari.
"Nope, sorry O but it's a secret."
"Come on Reyes, we're best friends, you're not allowed to have secrets from me!" Octavia whined as Lincoln chuckled and wrapped his arm around her comfortingly as he dug into his food.
Cal smiled happily between them, "I'll tell you Octavia!"
Moving as one, Raven and Ontari both placed a hand over Cal's mouth, ending up with Raven's hand laying on top as the boy just looked between them confused, "Octavia is a vulture for embarrassing information Cal." Raven explained, as they both removed their hands, "You can't ever tell her anything ok?" He nodded, still quite confused as Ontari huffed from the other side of him.
"It wasn't that bad, hardly as big as you're making it out to be."
Raven grinned at her, "So you want me to tell them then?" Ontari shook her head quickly, "I didn't think so. Therefore, embarrassing."
Clarke smiled at the two of them as they looked back towards the other four who were sat on the opposite side of the table, "So how was the ride, I didn't get a chance to ask?"
Cal's eyes shined excitedly as he practically bounced from his seat to give a detailed account of every tiny thing that had happened on their ride.
As they ate they listened to him happily, enjoying the feeling of belonging in their little group now that Skaikru had fallen in line, being to enjoy the almost family atmosphere without the constant looking over their shoulders expecting the worst.
After the meal, Raven was dragged off by Cal who she had promised to show all her tech stuff too, and Lincoln and Octavia soon excused themselves as well leaving no illusions as to their reason for retreating to their shared bedroom.
Ontari quickly downed the rest of the liquid in her cup and looked to Lexa questioningly, "Do we have another lesson this evening?"
Lexa shook her head with a smile and nodded towards the door, "No we don't, go and join Raven and Cal, enjoy your night Ontari." Ontari smiled gratefully before disappearing out the door, leaving just Clarke and Lexa together at their table.
"I wish it was like this all the time." Clarke sighed, watching the last few of the sky people trickle out of the door until they were truly the very last ones left in the room.
Agreeing with the sentiment entirely, Lexa rested her head on her hand as she tilted her head towards Clarke to stare at her fondly, "Maybe it will be, maybe we are finally done with all the fighting."
She managed to hold a straight face until Clarke broke and started laughing, resting her own arms on the table as she shook her head, "Yes, because our lives are really going to be that easy."
Lexa chuckled, "Does it matter? That we know we're never going to really get away from the battles and conflicts."
"Not at all," Clarke smiled, "Because we are going to do it all together."
They were both quiet for a long moment, caught up in just staring into each others eyes, lost in the warmth and love they found there. Until eventually, Clarke let out another bark of laughter and climbed to her feet, pulling Lexa up with her and wrapping the Commanders arm around her shoulders as they headed back to their room.
"You would be bored without conflict. Admit it! Peace yes, perfect peace? I think it'd drive you insane."
"The amount of tournaments I would hold may prove ridiculous." Lexa admitted begrudgingly as they walked through their door, heading straight for the bed and collapsing into it happily.
Clarke pulled Lexa close, in a rare reversal of the Commander cuddling into her side rather than the other way around.
"Lexa?" She called softly, wondering if the brunette was already asleep.
"Yes Clarke?" Came the even softer reply.
"Ai hod yu in."
"Ai hod yu in, otaim en feva."