A/N: Hey guys, yes I know I'm terrible, and I'm trying so hard to feel bad about it the gap between updates, and I suppose I am succeeding otherwise we wouldn't have tonights but I've really had to force myself. Honestly I'm struggling with motivation, there's a lot of stuff going on in my personal life that are stressing me out, and it's coming to the point where writings just on the edge of becoming one. I just feel like it's hard to tell if people are still interested in this or not because the view count has dropped a lot in the last month and I'm really not helping by missing so many days at a time, but I'm actually exhausted right now. I don't know, I suppose I just needed to ramble for a little in this authors note, I'm trying to get myself back on track, but it's taking a while, so please be patient, I really do love you guys, without you I would just throw in the towel right now, but it's you guys who make me love writing this story so much, and I don't want to lose it and the amazing people I've met because of this. So yeah, just help me get past this week guys and then I'll be all set up in uni and hopefully some of my more stress producing shit will be gone.

Anyway, even if you take nothing else away from this stupidly long a/n, I love you guys and I'm not abandoning this story any time soon, I just sometimes need a break to recharge and a chance to whine to you all haha xxxxx

Clarke laughed aloud when Lexa explained her plan for the day to her, and she kept laughing, until Lexa actually put the sword in her hand.

"Wait, you were serious?" Clarke asked nervously, looking down at the long drop into the river below from the log they were standing on. "This is not safe in any way, like at all."

Lexa chuckled as she jumped up onto the log herself, drawing her own sword and twirling it around a few times as she watched Clarke try and edge backwards without falling. "Don't worry." She grinned as she sheathed her sword. "I am funny aware that this could end in disaster, so I'm not going to attack you."

"Ok, good." Clarke smiled in relief, her smile dropping immediately as Lexa raised her hands defensively and took a sure footed step forwards.

"You're going to attack me."

Clarke held out the sword as though she was trying to hand it back to Lexa rather than hit her with it, "I can't do that, this is really sharp, and we're on a log. What if someone gets hurt?"

"Clarke." Lexa cut her off calmly, her voice soft and patient. The skin around her eyes crinkling as she smiled at Clarke lovingly, "Do you trust me?" She didn't even bother waiting for the automatic nod from Clarke. "Neither one of us is going to get hurt, this is a brilliant opportunity for you to work on your balance, which is actually appalling right now."

Rolling her eyes, Clarke forced herself to relax and raised the sword a little, attempting to make herself look more confident than she actually was, "You know you don't have to insult me at every opportunity right?"

"But you make it so easy." Lexa laughed, before stepping forwards and throwing a punch at Clarke, which she pulled before stepping backwards again out of reach. "Now come on, because next time I'm not going to stop."

Gritting her teeth slightly in concentration, Clarke stepped forward and swung the sword solidly at the side of Lexa's head, trusting when Lexa said neither of them would be getting hurt.

Her trust was proven to be well founded when Lexa ducked under the strike effortlessly, and then stepped in close, catching Clarke around the waist to counter how far she had overbalanced with her reach.

"You have to be careful," Lexa instructed her seriously, slipping into her teaching persona as she quickly manoeuvred Clarke's body. "Fighting like this, you don't have the room to side to side and ground yourself, so instead of trying to stay still you need to be constantly moving with your sword. And when you strike, go straight instead of arching your blade, then you won't overbalance."

Clarke nodded as Lexa let go, "Ok, so I go forwards and back, I got this."

Lexa waved her hand in invitation, "Show me then ai hodnes."

Eyes narrowed in determination, Clarke darted forwards, thrusting with her sword arm, pulling back as Lexa leaned to the side. Before Lexa had the chance to centre herself again, Clarke jabbed straight for Lexa's torso, intending to catch with the flat of the blade and knock her into the water below them.

To avoid the blow, Lexa allowed herself to drop down, catching the log as she fell and swinging along to a point further down, before easily pulling herself back up.

Clarke stared at her as Lexa got back to a kneeling position on top of the log, resting comfortably on one knee as she smirked at Clarke. "You'll have to try harder than that Clarke."

Shaking her head, Clarke carefully sat down, letting her legs dangle over the side. "No, I am barely staying on as is, there's no way I can beat you so why don't we call it a day for now."

"I get the feeling that that wasn't a question." Lexa laughed.

"You would be right." Clarke grinned back, "I hate things like this, I'm so terrible at them."

Lexa shook her head, "You aren't. You just need to remember that I have years on you training wise, it's an unfair advantage. If you wanted to, you could easily catch up with me, you just don't want to."

Sighing, Clarke nodded slightly, "I want to be able to protect myself, and you, but at the same time I don't want to be a warrior. Healing is what I want to do, so I'm going to leave the fighting to the rest of you I think, I'll just patch you all up when you come home."

Lexa answering smile was bright and her eyes sparkled as she looked at Clarke, "If that is what you wish then that is more than ok. I know that you can fight well enough in an emergency and that is all I need from you. But I actually had an idea."

"Really?" Clarke said curiously, "What is it?"

"Skaikru medicine traditions are different to ours, our healers go to their patients, and they very rarely spend any real amounts of time with those that they are treating. If you wish, I was considering starting what your people call a hospital in Polis, with you in charge." Lexa explained, an excited edge to her voice that betrayed how long she had been considering it.

Clarke was silent for a while, staring down below the at the river intently, and Lexa started to shift uncomfortably as time continued to stretch out with no answer.

"Clarke." She called softly, touching her wife's arm.

Jumping at the sudden contact, Clarke looked over at Lexa, eyes widening as she realized that she had completely zoned out, "I'm so sorry, I was already starting to plan how I'm going to run it."

Lexa's smiled widened even further, "You agree with the idea?"

"I love the idea." Clarke assured her happily, before leaning in to press her lips to Lexa's. "I love you."