A/N: Hey guys :) Just in case you are interested, that essay I was stressing about? I got a Distinction on it! :) I'm just really happy and wanted to share that with you guys because some of you have wished me look with college and I love you all for that haha :D Yeah, so here's a longer chapter as promised, and now I have pages and pages in my notebook of stuff that's going to happen going forward. Including a lot of ideas you guys have sent me so please feel free to keep adding to that. I love you guys! Please enjoy and leave me a review. xx
Clarke paced anxiously outside of their bedroom door, once Abby had arrived she had banished Clarke from the room so she could examine Lexa without Clarke nervously backseat diagnosing whilst she tried to work.
The longer it dragged on, the more frenzied her pacing became, as Clarke became more and more convinced that the extended time meant something bad.
"Come on Clarke, you need to calm down, Abby's the best." Octavia said evenly as her and Raven rounded the corner, their arrival stopping Clarke in her tracks.
"I know." Clarke sighed, "But I don't know how to help, and I just feel useless."
Raven grinned at her in amusement, "You can help by chilling out, and also letting me know when I can release my girlfriend from house arrest."
Her words had the desired affect, Clarke's eyes lit up excitedly at Raven calling Ontari her girlfriend and she bounced over to her, practically squealing to throw her arms round the mechanic and squeeze tightly.
"I'm so happy for you!" Clarke cried out.
Octavia laughed as she saw the elevator guard attempt to pointedly ignore them, failing miserably. Reaching out, she grabbed the back of Clarke's shirt and pulled her off Raven, "Well you could make us both just as happy by getting your mom to sort this quickly so we can go fetch our grounders Griffin. I know they're being isolated to keep them safe just in case, but I miss Lincoln."
Clarke laughed, "You mean you miss the sex with Lincoln? Because I never said you couldn't speak with him."
"Whatever." Octavia waved her off with a grin, "Like that isn't your biggest problem with all this as well."
Clarke grinned along with her, before her expression became more serious, "So what do we know about all this? Mom will want to know when she's done with Lexa."
Raven rubbed her arm comfortingly, "It isn't as bad as it first sounded. Yes, people are getting sick, and some have already died. But the ones who have died were all either old, or suffering from another condition as well. Lexa's young and healthy, she'll be fine."
"Is it still mostly Trikru that are getting this?" Clarke asked Octavia, who shook her head.
"Technically yes, but that's only because there's a far greater population of them than any other clan in the capital. The only clan with immunity seems to be us."
"I wonder why?" Raven mused, looking between them to see if they had any guesses.
Clarke shrugged, "I'm not sure, mom will probably be able to hazard a better guess than I ever could."
As if on cue, the door swung open and Abby slipped out, "She's going to be fine." She said immediately to Clarke, who visibly sagged in relief, falling into her mothers arms and who held her tightly.
"What made her sick?" Raven asked, as Clarke released her grip on Abby and stepped back to listen to the answer.
"It's a bug that was pretty common on the Ark, we got it a lot because of the close quarters we lived in which is why you are all naturally resistant."
"Wait why?" Octavia asked, having no real knowledge of medicine other than bleeding is bad and if you get a wound keep it clean.
Abby smiled, "All three of you have already had this at some point in your lives, I remember when you did Clarke, Jake took care of you himself and made you soup to make you feel better. Each of your immune systems have built up resistance to this bug so even if you did get it, you wouldn't be off your feet for more than a day."
"So how is Lexa going to get better? Her body doesn't know how to fight this." Clarke asked, eying the bag Abby was carrying.
Abby smiled at her daughter, "I've given her a course of antibiotics to take, although she looked rather confused about what to do with them, you will have to make sure that she takes them correctly." She waited for Clarke's quick nod of agreement before continuing, "I am going to go round to visit everyone else who is suffering from this and give them the same treatment. Nyko has traveled from TonDC with me as well so he is going to shadow and then take possession of a fair quantity of the medicine to treat anyone else who comes down with it."
"Wait." Raven suddenly cut in, "If this was an illness from the Ark, how have the grounders got it?"
Looking at Clarke nervously, unsure of her reaction, Abby swallowed quickly, "I can only assume that one of them caught it from us and then it was passed on."
Clarke was silent for a long moment before growling deep in her throat and barging past Abby to go back into her bedroom where Lexa was waiting.
Octavia smiled at Abby apologetically, "She's frustrated, I'll talk to her later and get her to come see you."
"Thank you Octavia." Abby smiled gratefully, as the three of them started heading towards the elevator so that Abby could go out to treat everyone who had gotten ill.
As Clarke entered her room, she saw Lexa propped up on the bed, looking remarkably alert after her conversation with Abby compared to how worn out she had looked that morning when she woke up.
"Clarke." Lexa said simply, giving a gentle smile and patting the bed next to her to indicate Clarke should climb in. When she did, Lexa rolled onto her side to face her, "Your mother warned me you might be upset when you came back in."
Clarke sighed and shuffled closer so their faces where only inches apart, "She said that we made you sick."
Lexa smirked, "So you did this on purpose?"
"No!" Clarke protested immediately, stammering and falling over herself to insist that she would never dream of doing anything that might put Lexa or her people in danger.
"Then you have nothing to be upset about Clarke. This is not the first time something like this has happened, and your clan has shared their medical knowledge to help our people, there is no blame here." Lexa calmly assured, her eyes focused intently on Clarke's, "That being said, I have instructed Abby to refrain from telling her patients the origins or the sickness, just in case."
Clarke stared at her, torn between feeling guilt and just being glad that it was something that her mom knew how to deal with so easily.
"I feel like this is all my fault." Clarke whispered, as Lexa just laughed lightly, pulling her close and wrapping her arms around her shoulders.
"Clarke, none of this is your fault. Now, I am tired, your mother warned those pills may make me want to sleep. Will you watch over me whilst I sleep?" Lexa asked quietly, knowing that she was perfectly safe in their room, but having a simple task to focus on would calm Clarke and she would most likely fall asleep herself before long.
Clarke nodded, shifting their positions slightly so that it was Lexa cradled against her side. Her hands gently stroking through Lexa's hair as she hummed quietly until she noticed Lexa's breathing evening out, not long after that her own eyes drifted shut, finally able to rest now that she had confirmation that Lexa was going to be just fine.